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Chapter 0869 It's night(2/2)

Li Buyi's face turned dark and he realized that he shouldn't have argued with his ancestors about these things.

After Li Chungang left this sentence, he stood up and walked out the door.

"Old ancestor?"

"I still have to report to you wherever I want to go. Stay honestly, you, as a little doll, don't need to get involved in the following things."

"I...ah! It hurts!"

Li Chungang's figure was almost at the door, but he turned around and gave Li Buyi a thunderous sound. While the other party was squatting down to cover his head, he walked out of the door.

When Li Buyi raised his head, he could no longer see the other person. Seeing this, he quickly looked at Li Canghai and said:

"My sister-in-law, why don't you stop me?"

"What are you stopping? He beats you, or he wants to go out." Li Canghai slowly picked up the teacup beside him and drank it lightly, then continued, "This is the way the ancestor protects us. The things that follow are indeed not something we can get involved in."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Protection..." Li Buyi looked dazed and his brain was still buzzing.

Various fragmented information began to aggregate, and gradually pieced together a complete pattern.

"The ancestor wants to take this opportunity to get the method to cut off the chain of merits of Li's family in Quan Zhao, and then stand up and fight against the Dao Domain, from Daxuan... No, is it from the Jiutian Dao Palace, from the Xixuan Heavenly Court?

No, our situation is different from the Yuan family. Everything cannot be so smooth. The process of holding a sacrificial ceremony may be interrupted at any time. If you insist on doing it alone, you may not be able to get anything.

That's right. Does the ancestor want to test the attitude and ideas of the next divine palace first?"

Li Buyi felt his brain be in a mess. Just when he was in a daze, Li Chungang had already arrived outside Qin Fan's room.

Dongdongdongdongdong.

As the knock on the door sounded, Li Chungang, who had just shown extremely rudely, once again showed his style and demeanor as a generation of sword god.

When the door opened, Qin Fan, who was alone, was waiting in the hall early.

He was not surprised by Li Chungang's arrival.

He even prepared a set of words to deal with him early.

But as Li Chungang asked the question directly, he smiled bitterly and temporarily suppressed some of his thoughts.

"Li Jianshen..."

"Stop, stop, just say it's okay, do this deal or not, don't get involved in anything else. A few years ago, I suffered a great loss on a young man because I listened a few more words, so I couldn't fall into the same move twice!"

"young people?"

"Well, God is jealous of talent." Li Chungang sighed a little.

Qin Fan, wearing the ghost mask, rolled his eyes silently. He already knew that the man was probably his good junior brother.

Then he nodded seriously and said, "Okay, I agree."
Chapter completed!
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