People are writing diaries in Zongwu, and the heroines are going crazy.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the sixth diary"

"Bonus skill, Mingyu Gong (Perfection Realm)."

After hearing this reward,

Li Wei couldn't help but laugh.

Mingyu Kung Fu?

Isn't this the peerless martial arts of Yihua Palace? It is said that this technique has nine levels in total.

If you practice it to the sixth level, you can already compete with the contemporary first-class martial arts. The masters are different.

If you reach the eighth level, you can be invincible.

Of course.

In this world of mixed martial arts, let alone the eighth level, even if you reach the perfection level, you may not be invincible. But this cannot be denied.

Mingyu Gong's Mysterious.

Yao Yue relies on this skill to travel across the rivers and lakes.

Forcibly turning the Yihua Palace, which is full of women, into a forbidden place in the martial arts world.

Moreover, the most magical thing about Ming Yu Gong is that it can keep the practitioner young and beautiful forever. Immortal.

With this ability,

Li Wei felt that this technique could be called an immortal technique.

"It is detected that the diary has been completed, and the diary message function is refreshed."

"Ding, the person who can write a message in the diary today is He Hongyao, the saint of the Five Poisons Sect!"

At this moment.

He Hongyao was walking among the mountains and forests with a bag on his back.

After hearing this voice, he was immediately excited.

Looking at the extra brush that appeared out of thin air,

He Hongyao immediately held it tightly. He began to write in his diary. Write a message on

【It’s really me. I didn’t expect that I would be chosen to write today’s message.】

【I'm so happy!】

【Levi, you said that cutting your hands with a hook affects your sense of beauty.】

【I listen to you and have refused to serve as the leader of the Five Poison Sect.】

【Not only did he reject the position of leader,Not even the saint anymore!】

【Now let me ask you a question, when you confessed your love to me in your diary】

【Is it true or false?】

【If it's true, you and I will get married as soon as we meet】

【If it's fake, then you're lying to me?】

【I will be angry and the consequences will be serious】

【Forget it, don’t answer this question in your diary】

【Now I have left the Five Poison Sect and am on my way to find you】

【I want you to tell me this answer face to face!】

【You must think carefully about it】

【That's it, goodbye. 】

After reading He Hongyao’s message.

The expression on Levi's face instantly became wonderful.

He Hongyao actually listened to the advice and stopped being the leader.

But why don’t you reject your status as a saint?

And what's going on with the confession?

Levi opened the front diary with a puzzled look.

After reading this.

The whole person looked solemn.

Is this a confession?

It’s just oral pleasure!

"Young Master, how are you going to answer He Hongyao?

Is the confession in the diary true or false?"

At this time, Wang Yuyan came over with a cup of ginseng tea.

Her tone was sour.

Li Wei chuckled and asked,"What, are you jealous?"

Wang Yuyan put down the ginseng tea and immediately turned her back to himSaid:"I don’t have one!"

"Nonsense, the jealousy in this room almost overwhelmed me.

Come on, I have a way to cure jealous women."

Li Wei chuckled and walked forward, hugging Wang Yuyan into his arms.

This action made the latter understand everything instantly.

His pretty face turned red immediately and he said:"Wait a minute, the door is not locked yet."...

Qixingtang.

A beautiful woman who looks elegant.

Slowly close the diary in your hand.

On the cover above, there are a few big words written clearly.

Li Wei's Diary [Murong Qiudi's exclusive edition].

This woman is none other than Murong Qiudi, the daughter of Murong Zheng, the master of Qixing Tang.

At the same time, he is also a powerful force in the world and the master of Tianzun.

After these years of development.

Tianzun's strength has already surpassed Qixingtang.

But people outside have no idea that Murong Qiudi is the master of Tianzun.

After reading the diary I just got.

Murong Qiudi looked solemn.

Then he snapped his fingers.

In an instant.

A man in black robes with a white mask slowly walked out of the shadows

"What is the order from the Heavenly Lord?

Murong Qiudi said:"Go and pay attention to Zhuo Yihang and Lian Nishang of the Wudang Sect."

I want their details by tomorrow morning."

The man in black robe did not speak, and lowered his head slightly.

He walked into the shadows again and disappeared.

Murong Qiudi looked into the distance.

A time traveler can write down the scumbag others are destined to be through their diary.

It is really magical.

However, Murong Qiudi always believed that hearing is false and seeing is believing.

Some things require self-observation.

The results will be more credible.

At this time, a tall middle-aged man came from outside..This person is the master of Qixingtang, Murong Zheng

"Qiudi, I have found another young talent for you.

Why don't you take the time to meet tomorrow?"

Seeing her father coming,

Murong Qiudi immediately put on a smile and said softly:"Father, my daughter doesn't want to get married yet.

Now my mother is not in good health, and you only have one daughter.

If I get married, who will take care of my mother?"

Hearing these words,

Murong Zheng sighed deeply.

Everyone within a hundred miles knew that Murong Qiudi had a reputation as a filial daughter.

In order to serve her sick mother, she rejected countless marriage proposals over the years.

Murong While I was moved, I also felt very uncomfortable in my heart.

"As long as I take care of your mother's side, as a girl, you can't stay unmarried for the rest of your life, right?

Murong Qiudi smiled and said,"Let's wait until some time passes and my mother is in better health.""

Seeing this situation,

Murong Zheng couldn't press too much.

He could only sigh.

He looked to the east with a sad expression.

He said in a deep voice:"It is a troubled time now. The Murong family in Gusu will write a letter saying that Murong Fu was killed by an unknown person.

I want our Qixingtang to help find the murderer.

Qiudi, who do you think we should send to help?"

The Murong family in Gusu and Qixingtang in the south of the Yangtze River are distant relatives.

They have been separated for many years and have not been in contact for a long time.

The sudden request for help now makes Murong Zheng a little unexpected.

A flash of light flashed in Murong Qiudi's eyes Cold.

He said softly:"Father, Murong Fu is arrogant and doesn't know what to say.

When Qixingtang was in trouble, why did he come to help?

Now, his skills are inferior to others and he was beaten to death.

What does it have to do with us?

Murong Zheng frowned slightly and said,"He is a distant relative after all."

He is allowed to be unkind, but I cannot be unjust."

Hearing these words,

Murong Qiudi couldn't help but sigh.

He looked at the calm lake and stopped talking.