Jiang Dali planned to communicate with Wang Yuyan to see if the other party had any good insights.

Although Wang Yuyan does not know martial arts, her martial arts theory is very solid and she has reached the level of mastery.

She is not only familiar with the moves and methods of various martial arts schools, but also has a deep understanding of the practical application techniques of the moves.

It has even reached the point where a casual instruction can greatly increase people's martial arts skills and turn defeat into victory.

Therefore, such a living treasure, Jiang Dali refused to let Duan Yu, that stupid Dabai, take him away at any cost. He had to stay in Heifeng Village so that Jiang Dali could touch him from time to time and take advantage of it.

Early the next morning.

Several homing pigeons fluttered their wings and flew over.

Xia Yueyiyi, a female guard player, rolled up her sleeves to reveal her not-too-white but slender arms. She grabbed the carrier pigeon, took off the creed, hurriedly walked into the study, and handed it to Jiang Dali, who was sitting across from Wang Yuyan and Li Qingluo, chatting.

Jiang Dali smiled slightly at the mother and daughter opposite him, took the creed from the female player's hand, and checked each one.

The first letter was sent by Ting Shui. There were only two lines in the letter, "The first thing I promised you has been completed. In addition, Xiaodao has died at Yuanyue Villa."

"Pocket knife..."

Jiang Dali had a smile in his eyes, full of expectation. It seemed that the knife had already experienced Ding Peng's magic knife.

But only by dying under the magic knife once.

Even with the amazing talent of Xiao Dao Du Dao and the blessing of selfless artistic conception, I am afraid it will be difficult to understand the true meaning of the magic sword.

However, people like Xiaodao become more courageous the more frustrated they become. In a state of selflessness, they will constantly forget the past sword moves and pursue stronger sword moves and sword intentions.

In the end, you may surpass the level of the sword demon in the previous life and enter the realm of no moves. Only the terrifying sword intention will remain, and a single strike of the sword will be an extremely wonderful move.

Jiang Dali continued to check the second letter.

This letter was sent by Lu Xiaofeng, and the words and the tone of the letter were just like the person himself, "I knew you were in trouble this time, so I couldn't bear to come and cause more trouble for you. As expected, you solved it easily."

Sorry, it seems I was right not to come.

But old friend, you are so awesome. I am really lucky to have so many awesome friends. I may have been in a little trouble recently. Is it time to pay me back the wine you owed me last time..."

After Jiang Dali read the letter, a smile appeared on his lips.

Lu Xiaofeng's letter sounded like he was gloating about his misfortune, but she was obviously relieved for him and expressed that she was not worried.

But the other party actually ran into trouble again at this time, and wanted to ask him to be a helper so that he could repay the favor from last time.

"What kind of trouble can Lu Xiaofeng bring to me? Could it be that Ximen Chuixue is going to fight Ye Gucheng? He wants to go out to take Ye Gucheng's sword in place of Ximen Chuixue?

Even if you come to me for such a fatal thing, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything..."

Jiang Dali thought to himself.

Even if he enters a state of destruction with his current strength, before he learns the indestructible power of the Vajra, he may not be able to withstand Ye Gucheng's sword from the Flying Immortal that day, and he will probably be killed instantly with one sword.

Although Lu Xiaofeng's strength is not the best, his uncanny fingering technique of "without the double flying wings of a colorful phoenix, but with a clear understanding of the heart" is a metaphysical fingering method.

It can always be between the feeling of "if something seems like nothing, if nothing seems like something"...

Combined with a little bit of luck that is beyond ordinary people, you can take on moves that would otherwise be impossible.

Therefore, Lu Xiaofeng may have a slight chance to take over Ye Gucheng's flying fairy.

He, Jiang Dali, is at great risk and may become a living target.

Jiang Dali looked at the third letter.

This letter was filled with the scent of women's makeup. With just this familiar scent, Jiang Dali knew it was a letter from Dongfang Bubai.

"This aloof leader actually knows how to write letters to people now?"

Jiang Dali spread out the creed and looked at it.

Dongfang's handwriting is like a needle piercing the writing, penetrating through the back of the paper, with a penetrating backbone, but with a feminine and graceful and fresh charm. The hidden edge is slightly sharp, and the exposed edge is also subtle and hanging

The end of the pen ends abruptly, like cutting with a sharp knife.

Just by looking at the handwriting, Jiang Dali knew that Dongfang Bubai's vitality had completely recovered from his injuries. Seeing the words was like seeing a person, and his eyes felt stinging as if they were being pricked by needles.

It wrote: "The trivial matters have been completed. If nothing happens, I will be picked up by the cult of God in seven days!"

Jiang Dali knew at a glance that Dongfang Bubai was urging him to finish the matters at hand within seven days, and then ride the magic eagle to pick him up and go to the forbidden land of the Feng clan.

"Seven days... is almost enough for me to handle the trivial matters, complete the main tasks and improve my strength, and then go to Dongfang."

Thinking about it, Jiang Dali's palms became full of energy.

Fierce energy suddenly shot out, and all three letters in his hand ignited without fire and were burned to ashes.

Seeing such terrifying skills, Li Qingluo's expression changed, and her heart was filled with worry.

At this moment, Jiang Dali looked at Li Qingluo with a smile.

"Mrs. Wang, how have you considered what Jiang said?"

Li Qingluo's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at Wang Yuyan beside her, who was also nervous and worried, and her heart was beating wildly.

Duan Yu huddled outside the courtyard and became anxious and angry when he heard Jiang Dali's deep and loud voice.

I really wanted to rush in and shout that I don't agree, but I was afraid of being slapped in the neck by the beast-like village leader. I couldn't help but spin around like an ant on a hot pot...

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