"I'm so sorry.
What my disciple said is true.
I'm injured.
I'm afraid I can't help you."
Li Bai laughed coldly.
This was the first time he encountered such a shameless person.
The middle-aged man's face darkened slightly, and he suddenly snorted twice and said: "The best swordsman in the world is just like this.
He doesn't even dare to enter the Poison Valley.
How can he be the best in the world?"
Yan Xiaomo almost bit her tongue.
She had seen shameless people in the world, but never such a shameless one.
"Sir, whether my master is the best in the world has nothing to do with going to the Poison Valley.
You, your own boss, can find a way to save him.
Don't drag my master into trouble.
My master doesn't wipe others' butts."
Yan Xiaomo really wanted to beat that old man into a pig's head.
Not to mention Yan Xiaomo, even Genghis Khan and Dian Wei glared at the middle-aged man fiercely.
"I'm talking to your master, why are you interrupting?"
The middle-aged man glanced at Yan Xiaomo with a displeased look on his face, and was very displeased with that woman who didn't know the heights of the world.
Li Bai's eyes became colder and he said sarcastically: "Even if I am not injured, I will not help you save people.
Whether your leader is dead or alive has nothing to do with me."
The middle-aged man's expression turned extremely ugly and he snorted, "In this case, it is a waste of time for you to be called the best in the world.
What qualifications do you have to hold the title?"
Li Bai seemed to have heard some funny joke, "Senior, you are really joking.
The number one in the world has always been the one with the best.
I, Li Bai, have never said that I am the number one in the world.
If any of you want to be the number one in the world, Whoever does it by himself has nothing to do with me.”
The number one in the world is just a thing imposed on him by the world.
He never thinks that he is the number one in the world.
It's just that he hasn't encountered any opponents for so long, so those people think that he is the number one in the world.
It's just a name.
Li Bai has never been the kind of person who cares too much about reputation.
"Mo'er, let's go."
Li Bai turned around, a gentle look on his face, and the coldness in his eyes no longer existed.
"Where are we going?"
Yan Xiaomo lowered his eyes, unable to help but worry, and stepped forward to hold Li Bai's right hand.
"Go back first."
You can no longer go to the Poison Valley now, that witch is too insidious.
"Yes."
Yan Xiaomo nodded and looked back at the people behind him.
Except for the middle-aged man, everyone else had slowly dispersed.
Fortunately, the carriage in front was still there.
Yan Xiaomo helped Li Bai get on the carriage, and when he was about to drive the carriage away, he found that the middle-aged man on horseback blocked the way, and there were a group of people following him behind him. .
"Old man, what else do you want?"
Yan Xiaomo glanced at the middle-aged man with disgust.
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If he was pestering Li Bai to help him save people, she really wouldn't mind giving this middle-aged man a look.
"Let Li Bai come out, I want to challenge him."
The middle-aged man said coldly.
"My master is injured.
If you challenge my master, will he be defeated?"
It was also the first time for Yan Xiaomo to see such a strange person.
The middle-aged man smiled proudly and said, "It's not out of the ordinary for him to challenge me when he's injured."
"You really have the nerve to say this."
Yan Xiaomo couldn't bear it any longer.
She really wanted to chop this middle-aged man with a 40-meter-long sword. oshow7: