Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith



However, Li Moying's footsteps were fast, and he left his sight in a few dodges.

Li Shihong couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, so he could only sigh secretly.

Li Yuntao, who was beside him, came over and asked, "Patriarch, what should we do now? Today is the last day of the match of the God Realm's Grand Meet. If the Young Master and Young Miss Li don't participate in the competition, I'm afraid they will be eliminated! That's such a pity!"

Li Shihong shook his head and said: "Forget it, the God Realm's Grand Meet is just a competition, it's nothing important, as long as Moying and the others come back. I'm just worried about Young Miss Li's situation. Are you seriously injured?"

He paused, and said again: "Go and invite Divine Doctor Liu to take a look."

...

Li Moying hugged Huang Yueli and returned to the room.

Immediately, he carefully put her on the bed.

"Little Li'er, I'll get you a glass of water, are you hungry? I'll send someone to get you something to eat..."

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a powerful energy rush towards his chest.

Li Moying was taken aback, his first reaction was to block her.

However, fortunately, he came back to his senses quickly, until it was his wife who was venting, and quickly withdrew his profound strength.

He didn't even dare to defend himself, so he took the move directly.

Huang Yueli's attack wasn't too heavy, but when Li Moying caught it head-on, he was still sent flying on the spot, and flew out directly from the door. He finally managed to find her balance in mid-air, and managed to land firmly on the ground.

Before he could say anything, he heard a "bang" not far away.

Huang Yueli slammed the door firmly.

"You can find another place to live! We'll live separately!"

Hearing this, Li Moying's complexion changed suddenly, and he became nervous immediately. He went to the door and begged his wife for mercy, "Ahem, Little Li'er, don't do this, let me in! I can guarantee that I won't be unruly to you in the near future. I'll be good! Really!"

From the door, came Huang Yueli's sneer: "Hmph, how long is this 'near future'? What's your definition?"

"This..." Li Moying hesitated, "At least tonight..."

"Alright, you can get out!!"

Smoke almost rose from her head!

What nonsense! Tonight, this could also be called the near future! Not sincere at all!

Li Moying hurriedly said: "Then tomorrow night... no, no, no, it's been a good week, alright, Little Li'er, don't lose your temper, let me go in, I'm worried that you won't feel well ..."

"As long as you're not by my side, I'm fine! You go, I'm going to rest!"

Huang Yueli ruthlessly wanted to drive her husband away.

When Liu Buyan arrived, what he saw was the dignified Young Master Li leaning on the bedroom door pitifully, begging his wife for forgiveness.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing out loud, and almost fell down on the ground and beat the ground.

"Hahahahaha, it's so funny, I really want to die of laughter! Li Moying, you...you have today!"

Li Moying's face was livid, she turned her head and glanced at Liu Buyan, and said angrily, "What are you doing here? You are not welcome here, you can get out!"

The coldness emanating from his body could almost give people frostbite.

However, Liu Buyan was not intimidated by him at all. He went straight to the door of the bedroom and called out, "Junior Sister, how are you doing?"