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Chapter 114 Mortal Cultivation Han Li(2/2)

When he spitted his teeth, the flames spewed out.

Han Li was so scared that he took dozens of steps back. Looking at the dog, the dog would spit out fire. Then he saw a more strange vision. A full moon appeared on the black dog's head.

If you look closely, you can see that the moon palace is rising and falling in the moon, and the bright light is pouring out like a waterfall.

There were even terrifying scenes on the body, with the vermilion bird soaring, the black trunk splitting the sky, the blue dragon entering the sea, the white tiger roaring and the setting sun shining.

Han Li had a feeling that he could not withstand the dog's attack, and even his master could not withstand its attack.

This can no longer be said to be strong.

It can only be said to be outrageously strong.

Han Li glanced around but didn't see anyone, and bowed:

"If there is any offense, sorry, I have no malice. I really came here by accident. Are you the master of Yunmeng Sect? Or is the master not at home?"

The black dog put away the vision, grinned and laughed:

"Yes, yes, yes, I am the master of Yunmeng Sect, named Gou Ge. I have an immortal mount named Li Ming, and he is here..."

"Bang."

Suddenly, Han Li saw the black dog flying out of the wooden bridge like a stone.

Fall down below Yunmeng Sect.

Han Li heard a "bang" sound, and the black dog fell to the ground, ran to the entrance of the wooden bridge, and yelled.

"Your uncle, dog thing, if you hit me, believe it or not, I won't... die of you."

The black dog looked at Li Ming beside Han Li and squirted wildly. He was really fed up. Li Ming always beat him up. Uncle can tolerate it, but aunt can't bear it.

Li Ming raised his hand and wanted to beat him again. This dog really deserves a beating.

The black dog instantly lay on the ground, closed his eyes and whispered: "Don't quarrel at me, go to bed."

It plans to lie on firewood and taste gall, and endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens.

But I have been enduring humiliation for tens of thousands of years. When will it be the first? Black Dog feels so tired.

Han Li didn't want to see the situation of the black dog, because Li Ming didn't know what was standing beside him, wearing white clothes and a fairy-like body, looking at him at a certain age.

But he knew that this was definitely a big shot, a super terrifying strong man.

Han Li bowed and seemed very polite: "Hello, senior."

"No need to be polite. I just came back and saw my sick-headed dog talking nonsense. It didn't scare you, right?"

"It's okay."

Li Ming looked at him: "What's your name?"

Han Li blurted out without thinking: "My younger generation Li Feiyu."
Chapter completed!
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