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Ask Li Sandao to leave the demon wings, even when facing his clone, the demon Abang still felt guilty.

The clone was weak before, but when he experienced a world, Abang was really unsure.

Who knows how many years Li Sandao has experienced in a world, and who knows how much his strength has improved in that world?

All the heavens and all the worlds, and the powerful world, Lao Li still dares not go back and wander.

However, he dared not refuse the Queen's order.

He came to Li Sandao with a sad face, and Abang said tremblingly: "Boss Sandao, look?"

It’s not that he is afraid of death because of his devil Abang, but it’s really a family dispute between the queen and her male god, so they dare not interfere casually.

"Abang, please trouble you.

Where is the donor Liang Bing..." As soon as the donor said two words, Li Sandao immediately paused and struggled, then he changed his mouth awkwardly: "Bing..., Bingbing, then tell him for me.

It takes a long time, or even decades, to develop a habit.

But sometimes it only takes a few days to give up a habit.

Tell him for me that I will recover soon and tell her not to get angry anymore.

As for me...?"

In Abang's eyes that seemed to be unaware of him, Li Sandao smiled gently and said, "Don't make things difficult, just send me back to Changbai Mountain."

After Old Li finished speaking, he put his palms together and bent down slightly with his demon Abang.

"Bi Chi, damn Bi Chi, who made him like this?"

Looking at Li Sandao, who was humble and polite, and with a merciful face, the Queen, who returned to the room and sulked, suddenly twitched her mouth.

Her bad male god is gone, and she is just coming back like this thing!

Seeing Li Sandao disappear, Liang Bing fell on the bed fiercely, and felt so depressed.

"No, I can't be depressed by myself. I must let Qiangwei know that his male god has become a monk."

Suddenly she sat up from the bed, and the bad-hearted Liang Bing began to contact Qiangwei and let her share her depression.

It is a good thing for the male god to not take women back during the time travel, but does it seem that they are too useless to be a monk?

On the other side, Qiangwei, who was working for the earth, received a message from Liang Bing to him, and her body staggered and was almost hit by Taotie's small aircraft remotely.

"This..., this is not a fake information you made, are you teasing me?"

Temporarily hiding into a building through the microwormhole, Xiao Hongmao couldn't believe that the male protagonist in his harem would become a monk one day.

With more than 20 women, he became a monk, and the impact on Rose was too great, and she couldn't accept it for a while.

After Qiangwei contacted her, Liang Bing started contacting Qian Renxue and Wu Yue again.

After receiving the news, whether it was Wu Yue from North Star or Qian Renxue from Banshan Manor, they all opened their mouths cutely, and they couldn't believe it.

Is my husband a monk who becomes a monk? Are you considered a widow?

After sharing his unhappiness, the queen nodded with satisfaction, indicating that she was in a much better mood.

It’s better to be depressed together than to be depressed together.

When Lao Li appeared in Changbai Mountain, a silver sword light lit up beside him.

His body jumped onto the flying sword, and his whole body soared into the sky and flew into the clouds.

In fifty years, he has not only achieved Buddhist scriptures, but also magic. He has also achieved great success in sword control.

Although due to the limitations of the world, his sword-controlling skills are not as exquisite as those of the more awesome worlds, but his sword-controlling skills are enough to give him the qualification to fight against Volkswagen's second-generation super warriors.

As for whoever loses and wins, it depends on the performance on the spot.

Feeling the long hair dispersed behind his head uncomfortable by the wind, Old Li even tore off his patchwork robe and tied his hair back into a ponytail.

He has been bald for decades, and he suddenly relied on the method of using both hands to make his hair grow back. He was still a little uncomfortable.

In the clouds, Lao Li used his sword-controlling skills to the extreme, and his patchwork robes were blown by the wind.

However, for the first time, he was flying with a sword so unscrupulously, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little unhappy.

"Is it because I don't have enough skills in refining the gods and fighting the emptiness, or is the limit of this sword-controlling technique that is only at this level?

Even the speed of sound cannot be broken through, so how can you control the sword and freely between heaven and earth?"

After flying for a while, Li Sandao began to think about the limits of sword-controlling skills.

After all, he was a great Buddhist master later, and he could only practice sword control techniques in secret and never practiced them before, which made him have little confidence in his strength.

Falling back to the ground, it is already the periphery of a city in the northeast.

Looking up at the sky, he didn't see the Taotie aircraft, Old Li was stunned.

"Has Taotie here been repelled, or has the city become a dead city?"

With a lot of doubt, Li Sandao took a step forward and walked towards the city not far away.

This is a place of white mountains and black waters. Although it has experienced the baptism of war, the air here is quite good compared to the North Star.

It's just autumn, and along the way, the wind is refreshing and it's very comfortable.

On the national highway entering the city, Li Sandao was walking in the middle of the road.

Every step he took, his figure appeared like a flashing outside the ten steps.

Li Sandao only learned the six powers of Buddhism and the power of the mind.

The six main points are really unfathomable. The Divine Foot Master Li Sandao is not yet applicable to the battle, and the pace he took is not far, so he can survive ten meters of distance.

As for his understanding of the mind, it is probably related to Li Sandao's proficiency in seeing, hearing, and listening to the sounds of all things.

Although it is not very useful to deal with practitioners with successful cultivation, it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people with weak minds.

Many times, Lao Li could accidentally hear the voice of the inner repentance of the Buddha worshipper.

I have heard of the ugliness of people's hearts countless times. Now, Lao Li doesn't say anything else, just his mood is a soaring death.

I believe that it will take a few years to use it, as long as you are not crazy, you will not be far from becoming an immortal.

After entering the city, Li Sandao quickly understood the situation here.

There were two black-armored soldiers guarding the city, and there were border soldiers, and the battle was quickly calmed down.

Although it did not reach the level before the war, the surrounding land had begun to cultivate again.

Of course, because the army is not large, the farming scope is limited to a small part of the suburbs.

However, the farming place was on the other side of the city, and Lao Li had not discovered it yet.

In the land of white mountains and black waters, people are simple and unpretentious, and rarely have the habit of sitting and eating up the mountains.

Even if the food stored in China is enough for farmers to eat for several years without farming, who knows whether the granary has been destroyed by the war?

Although the farming area is relatively small, it can support at least tens of thousands of people.

Now, the harvest is not far away.

Following the sparse flow of people into the city, Lao Li discovered one of the benefits of this war, that is, people become more friendly than before.

Everyone helped each other, and the smile on their faces was less hypocritical than before the war, and countless sincerity was added.

Military vehicles patrolling back and forth in the city, while citizens are busy on the streets.

The young and strong man helped the soldiers build fortifications, while the women were responsible for logistics work and cooked and distributed to everyone.

The elderly help to take care of the children, while the young girl helps to do things within her ability.

If it weren't for the different weapons and equipment and the different city appearance, Lao Li could even think of his fellow villagers and comrades in the Anti-Japanese War film.

"Young man, why are you so strong and pretending to be dead here?

Come over quickly, there are sandbags there to unload the truck, but you can't go over and help."

Just as Lao Li leaned against the window of the building to admire the thriving beauty, a middle-aged woman saw that he was idle and couldn't go to help with work, and finally couldn't see it.

That fierce tone made Li Sandao feel like he was finally going home.

No.

The middle-aged women between the white mountains and black waters are more fierce than the women in Lao Li’s hometown!
Chapter completed!