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Chapter 167: Taoist corpse, self-immolation(2/2)

Li Qingxuan shouted sharply, and the magical runes integrated into the blood-colored soul turned into flames, igniting him directly, mapping the entire consciousness space into gray, and pounced on the old man.

Above the corpse of the remaining dragons in the outside world, the few dragons were also ignited by the gray flames, sitting in place, becoming a new torch.

"madman!"

"You are like crazy, you are all crazy!"

The old man howled in a panic and was hugged by Li Qingxuan and started to burn together.

Countless memos were separated from his decaying soul and taken the opportunity to be swallowed by Li Qingxuan's soul.

"So, that's it..."

Li Qingxuan quickly swept through those memories, then smiled slightly at the Taoist Taoist of Jiaozi, completely stimulating the soul power in the soul and turning it into fuel.

In the desperate gaze of the Taoist Jiaozi.

The madman soul in front of him was completely swallowed by the flame of nothingness.

Only a vain magical rune floated and slowly melted in the flames, tainting a trace of magical powers that could not have hurt his origin...

Ah ~

A shrill howl resounds through the space of consciousness.

The already broken space of consciousness is also shattered little by little under the burning of flames...

Work hard.

Li Qingxuan was holding a rattan and beating his son to play.

If there is no blood vessel sensing.

He didn't want to admit that his eldest son Li Changwu was the seed he sowed.

Too stupid.

Teaching is tired.

It must be as good as hell.

Li Changwu was pouting his butt pitifully.

Practice makes perfect.

At a young age, he can already control the muscles on his butt very skillfully and remove the force from some rattans.

Sudden.

The rattan that should have fallen was gone.

Li Changwu waited for a while.

There is still no movement behind me.

Could it be that my dad was so angry?

Li Changwu couldn't help but feel curious. His little head looked back, but saw his father holding a rattan with his eyes scattered and motionless, like a sculpture.

"father?"

Li Changwu asked tentatively.

There is still no movement.

My dad still maintains his original attitude.

"broken!"

Li Changwu's heart skipped a beat.

He has no spiritual roots, so after he learned to read, he followed his father to learn the way of Qihuang and also understood some serious diseases.

My father's eyes were distracted and he was motionless.

This is a loss of soul.

"What should I do if I lose my soul..."

Li Changwu pulled his pants up and glanced at the stick beside him, and a flash of inspiration: "External force stimulates!"

He grabbed the stick, walked around Li Qingxuan, gestured with the stick a few times, and finally turned his eyes between his legs: Yes! The height is appropriate, and my father taught me that this is one of the key points of the human body. With one blow, even if I don’t have enough strength, I will suffer severe pain!

Li Changwu couldn't help but feel secretly happy for his intelligence.

Beating is a kiss, scolding is love.

Dad won't blame himself.

I am definitely not taking the opportunity to vent my poor butt!

"Dad, don't worry, I'll bring you back now!"

Li Changwu licked his lips, held the stick in both hands and raised it, and used his strength to feed his breasts. He swung it hard, and was about to hit his father's seed tool.

At the critical moment.

One palm barely blocked the wooden stick before the heavy blow came.

Li Changwu looked up along his palm and happened to meet his father's shocked gaze.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes.

A bad feeling arose in Li Changwu's heart: "Dad... listen to me..."

"Rebellious son!"

Li Qingxuan's forehead was beating blue veins, and he brought his eldest son to the yard and threw them to Yunxue, who was helping his two sons weave close-fitting clothes: "Xue'er, I'm going out for a while. Next, you can repair Changwu's body."

“Ah~”

Yun Xue was puzzled and hugged Changwu who had thrown over in her arms. When she looked up, Li Qingxuan's figure was gone in front of her.

She looked down at her eldest son in confusion: "Wu'er, what's wrong? Why did your father suddenly ask me to repair your body?"

Li Changwu climbed out of his mother's arms, and saw his younger brother who was reading a book beside him, and looked over curiously. He raised his chest and shouted: "Of course it's because my father thinks I'm smart and rewarded me."

As he said that, he raised the long stick in his hand and told him about his previous "save his father".

Although not helpful.

But my father must have felt his filial piety as the eldest son!

Yunxue: "..."

Li Changguo, who was standing beside him, also rolled his eyes and reminded: "Brother, is it possible? Dad is afraid that he will destroy you after he comes back, so he will make up for it in advance?"

Pick.

The long stick slipped down and made a crisp sound when it hit the ground.

Li Changwu looked at his gentle mother with a stiff face: "Mom..."

Yunxue sighed and gently hugged him into her arms.

My mother's tenderness dispels the fear in her heart.

Li Changwu was moved.

It's better for mother.

My mother loves me the most and will definitely protect me when the time comes.

Then he heard Yun Xue say gently: "Wu'er, don't be afraid, I'll stew you ginseng black chicken soup later."

Li Changwu: "..."

Looking at his stupid brother, Li Changguo shook his head and read the books again.

Oh, my stupid brother.

...

On the other side.

Li Qingxuan was rushing towards the Great Jin Immortal Cultivation World at full speed.

For him, the incarnation of the soul can be used as a disposable consumable in addition to convenient movement, and the loss is not large.

He had sent the blood talismans and brought the remains and relics of the Taoist Taoist in the Dragon Corpse into the valley.

Now I'm going to collect the corpse.

Li Qingxuan received the message from the soul before his death.
Chapter completed!
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