broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

Won't keep it?

Careful?
Remind Li Wenhao?
Is this man crazy?

Li Wenhao use him to keep his hand?
A group of people looked at Zhai Rang who was charging, and they covered their eyes with their hands at the same time, but, what the hell is it that everyone left a finger?

Bang!
Zhai Rang flew out again, and the morale that had just been boosted was wiped out in a blink of an eye.

"Sorry, I forgot to tell you, I am also born with supernatural powers, just like my fourth uncle!"

Li Wenhao spread his hands and rushed out with a brisk walk. He has already wasted too much time here. What if Wang Gui in the capital got the news and ran away?
It was agreed to kill him all over the house, and it would not be neat enough without one person. This was a torment for Li Wenhao, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

A punch was delivered, and Zhai let the horizontal gun block it.

Needless to say about the ending, Zhai Rang flew out again and broke a small tree, and the fine iron spear in his hand that had followed him all his life had been smashed into a bow by Li Wenhao.

"I said that the Wang family must die. Since you have eaten the Wang family's food for ten years, you should go with them too!"

The spear stabbed out, and the target pointed directly at Zhai Rang's throat, allowing him to fight like a warrior before he died. This was enough to give him face. If it was someone else, Li Wenhao would definitely go up and smash him to death twice.

Ding!
There was a sound of impact, and the tip of Li Wenhao's gun tilted and pierced into the tree beside Zhai Rang.

Li Wenhao turned his head and glared, "Who! Come out!"

"I've met the prince, the impoverished real Ziyang!"

"Fourth uncle's master?" Li Wenhao narrowed his eyes, his heart was full of vigilance, and he also stood the spear on his chest.

For this old man with a slightly mythical attribute, Li Wenhao was still very jealous. After all, when Li Yuanba came down the mountain, he told Li Yuanba not to kill the person who made gold with phoenix wings, otherwise he would die too. This sentence came true.

What's more mysterious is that, according to the legend, under Tongguan, Yu Juluo, who had retired for a long time, was instigated by his second disciple Song Laosheng to leave the pass to avenge his first disciple Yuwen Chengdu.

And Yu Wencheng died at the hands of Li Yuanba. The two fought at Tongguan. After just one match, Yu Juluo, who had rich combat experience, was about to kill Li Yuanba with a knife. Master Ziyang's voice was like thunder, but looking around, no one else seemed to hear it.

Seeing this, Yu Juluo was shocked, and he pulled up his horse and left, and Li Yuanba had saved his life.

Now this old man actually appeared in front of Li Wenhao, and he knocked the head of Li Wenhao's gun with just a quick shot of gravel.

Although Li Wenhao didn't use his full strength to use this spear, after years of training, even if he didn't use his full strength to use this spear, he must not take it lightly, and now he was hit by a flying stone?

"It's Pindao. Pindao doesn't have any malicious intentions here. He just wants to take away this unfilial disciple and that child?"

Immortal Ziyang, like a fairy, touched the wall and landed beside Li Wenhao.

"What if I say no?"

Li Wenhao gritted his teeth and said.

"My friend, why do you have to be like this? I have some connections with your Li Tang royal family..."

"Then do you have a relationship with the [-] people who died in Fan Yang's death? Ask them, are they willing to let a Wang family go?"

"I said that if you want to eradicate the Wang family in Taiyuan, even one less person is not considered eradicating. Do you understand what I said?"

Li Wenhao refused to give an inch, even though there were all sorts of mysteries in this Ziyang real person, but as a child who grew up under the red flag, he still didn't believe it.

"Well, how about you and I doing a game?"

"can!"

Li Wenhao speared in one fell swoop!
"wind!"

Hearing this cry, the owl ghost army shouted in unison, those who did not come in outside the wall directly tore down the wall, everyone pulled down the javelins behind their backs, while those trapped in the camp set up The shield protected Li Wenhao in the middle, and slowly retreated.

"I have an army, named Xiaogui, whose shape is like a fierce ghost, ruthless like a god and demon, the prairie barbarians dare not look south when they hear it, today I invite the Taoist priest to taste it!"

Looking at the owl ghost army holding javelins and ready to go, Ziyang really didn't know what to say for a while.

He did teach Li Yuanba to be a pervert, but if he were to charge like Li Yuanba among millions of troops, he might not be as good as one-tenth of Li Yuanba, not to mention that he was here to save people. The meaning is different.

I'm afraid Li Wenhao will remember his Taoism, and it is not impossible to ascend the throne and destroy the Taoism in the future.

In fact, Master Ziyang really underestimated Li Wenhao's thinking. Is Li Wenhao a grudge?

If Immortal Ziyang really dared to fight the Xiaogui army today, tomorrow Li Wenhao would be able to drag the army to the main court of the Daomen of Longhu Mountain.

It is Li Wenhao's style not to take revenge overnight.

"Why is the prince like this, it's just two people..."

"I said kill everything, then a mouse or a bug will not work, the Daoist will retreat or not!"

"Hey!"

Immortal Ziyang was already thinking of retreating, kicking his legs on the ground, he jumped over the wall like a fairy, "His Royal Highness, my Central Plains is a state of etiquette, I am afraid that killing all the time will not solve the problem!"

"But killing solves the person who asked the question!"

Li Wenhao yelled, and Ziyang, who had just jumped off the wall over there, lost his footing and fell directly to the ground.

He stretched out his hand and gave himself a mouthful, "This kid is too out of place."

"Hmph! Want to come to me to find a sense of presence!"

Li Wenhao glanced contemptuously at the direction where Master Ziyang was leaving, turned around and walked to Zhai Rang, throwing his saber.

"Juice yourself!"

Zhai Rang knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times in the direction of Master Ziyang's departure, "Master, this disciple is not filial, let you suffer such humiliation at such an age."

"The apprentice can only repay the master's kindness in preaching and solving doubts in the next life!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled out his knife and walked towards Wang Xunkang who was placed on the table step by step.

"I promised your grandfather to protect you, and now I have reached the limit."

"Since the world cannot protect you, this old man will protect you as the overlord in the underworld!"

He held Wang Xunkang in his arms, held the long knife backwards, and stabbed hard towards his chest.

The long knife directly penetrated the bodies of the two of them, and came out through the body. Zhai Rang pulled out the long knife forcefully, pulled out the long knife, and swung it at Li Wenhao.

"Thank you, Prince!"

Holding on to his remaining strength, holding the breathless baby in his arms, he walked back to his small yard, pushed open a door that hadn't been opened for a long time, and walked in.

There was a coffin in it.

"I, Wagang Dirang, was once the overlord of the Central Plains!"

With a loud roar, Zhai Rang exhausted all his strength, hugged the child and lay down in the coffin, completely losing his voice.

"Wagang Zhai Rang, if there were no Wagang generals, it would have been much more difficult for us to unify the world in the Tang Dynasty. Based on this, we can have a generous burial!"

"Come on, burn that child together with the Wang family!"

"Bury Zhai Rang generously, catch up with Zhu Guo, the Duke of Dongjun, and give it to Situ!"