Urban Magic Eye

The Broken Wall Pearl was the last hope of the Daoist. It was also the reason why he dared to hide in the Desolation Land. Originally, his plan was to return immediately after refining the Bloodthirsty Spirit Gu. But now, it seemed like his plan was going to fail.    

    

Lee Hao should be glad that the Bloodthirsty Spirit Gu only left its infant after two years. Otherwise, a mature Bloodthirsty Spirit Gu could not be dealt with by a chicken formed from spiritual energy.    

    

If Lee Hao wanted to break the Wall Pearl, he would undoubtedly end Daoist's life. He was very angry, but when he saw the surrounding flames... The Daoist forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and coldly snorted, "Your plan is quite good. I gave you the broken wall bead. What should I do? Moreover, even if I give it to you, you are a mortal. Without magical energy, one wouldn't be able to activate the Broken Wall Pearl. If you want to enter the Spirit Realm, there's only one way. Come with me. "    

    

" Eh? I see! Forget it then. " Lee Hao shrugged and said indifferently," Since you are unwilling to give it to me, then don't blame me. "    

    

"What do you want to do?" The priest said in horror.    

    

Soon, he understood what Lee Hao was trying to do. The temperature of the Spirit Fire rose once again. The Daoist had no choice but to circulate his protective barrier to defend himself.    

    

The Daoist shouted loudly, "Kid, kill me! You have never thought of going to the Spirit Realm in your entire life!"    

    

"If you don't want to go, then so be it. I don't care about it."    

    

At this moment, Lee Hao had also thought it through. He couldn't believe everything the Daoist said. So what if the Spirit Realm really existed? So what if Earth was someone else's garbage factory? As long as he lived comfortably here.    

    

How could he live comfortably? Without a doubt, he had to eliminate the enemy, especially a powerful enemy like the Daoist Priest. If I let him leave alive, it would be letting the tiger go back to the mountain. Perhaps, at some point in time, he would threaten him again. Or his family's safety. Lee Hao would never allow such a thing to happen.    

    

"Argh... Argh..."    

    

With the passage of time, the Daoist Priest's protective barrier was gradually consumed by the Spirit Fire. The Spirit Fire had already burned the Daoist Priest's body and a miserable cry sounded.    

    

The Daoist's ability was very strong, but the strength of his body was less than one-thousandth of Lee Hao's. The reason why he was so strong was because of his magic power. Once he did not have magic power, he would only be slightly stronger than an ordinary person.    

    

Daoist shouted in panic, "Little friend, what is there to discuss? Didn't you want to break the wall pearl? I will give it to you, I will give it to you, is that not enough?"    

    

Lee Hao remained unmoved. He just stood there blankly and quietly watched the priest being devoured by the Spirit Fire. He thought to himself, "Since you don't belong here, I will send you to where you should go!"    

    

Gradually, the Daoist's miserable cry disappeared. His body was burned to ashes by the Spirit Fire. The Spirit Fire did not disgrace his reputation. There was nothing that could not be burned. It only left a pile of ashes on the ground for Lee Hao. There was no trace of the broken wall pearl at all.    

    

Forget it, there was always something in life. There was no need to force it in life. Lee Hao did not dwell on this problem. He waved his hand and the Spirit Fire returned to his body.    

    

"F * ck, this is all that's left!" Lee Hao wanted to cry but had no tears. Just now, he had used 30 strands of spiritual energy, and the amount of spiritual energy he had used to return was less than 10. He had suffered a loss of blood.    

    

"Luckily, you still left this thing behind for me!" Lee Hao picked up the small cyan sword that had fallen on the ground. He gently drew a line on the stone next to him, and the stone immediately broke into two pieces. It cut through iron like mud. It was indeed a divine weapon.    

    

"Fortunately, I did not let this thing hit me. Otherwise, the consequences would be hard to predict." Lee Hao was a little scared. If such a sharp sword hit him, perhaps he would end up like Ma Laifu, having his throat sealed by Daoist's sword.    

    

The spoils of war were limited, and Lee Hao was also quite satisfied. There was no spiritual energy left, so he could use jade to replenish it. However, such a divine weapon definitely did not exist on Earth. This was truly a priceless treasure.    

    

When the battle came to an end, Lee Hao slumped to the ground. He was exhausted today. First, he rushed on the mountain road for seven hours, and then he fought with the nameless Daoist. Whether it was his body or his soul, they were both exhausted to the extreme.    

    

Fortunately, when he left, he told his family that he would not go back at night, and that he could have a good rest tonight.    

    

After finding a place with a back wind, Lee Hao found some firewood and piled it up. Then he released Ma Chuntao, who he had just placed in the small heaven and earth.    

    

It did not take long, less than ten minutes, but Ma Chuntao felt like half a century had passed. Now that she came out, she immediately asked anxiously, "Hao, how are you? Are you hurt?"    

    

As she said that, Ma Chuntao checked Lee Hao's body!    

    

Lee Hao replied, "Elder Sister Chuntao, there's no need to look. I'm fine!"    

    

"It's good that you're fine. "Ma Chuntao's nervous heart relaxed. She looked around and asked, "Where is the Taoist?"    

    

"Him? He went to where he should go. " Lee Hao said with a smile.    

    

"Oh!"    

    

Ma Chuntao did not continue to ask. She leaned her head on Lee Hao's shoulder and said, "Hao, do you know? I am very scared today. I am afraid I will never see you again."    

    

"It's fine. It's all in the past!" Lee Hao comforted her, "Elder Sister Chuntao, don't worry. As long as I am here, no one can hurt you."    

    

"Thank you, Hao."    

    

Ma Chuntao was so touched that tears almost flowed out of her eyes. She took the initiative to offer her sweet lips. The two of them kissed together in this remote wilderness.    

    

After experiencing life and death separation, the two of them cherished this unforgettable moment. When the love was strong, some things naturally happened.    

    

This place was desolate and uninhabited. Ma Chuntao did not suppress herself and wholeheartedly immersed herself in it.    

    

The weather was very cold, but their hearts were warm. Furthermore, Ma Chuntao was wearing a mink fur coat and the lingerie that Lee Hao gave her saved a lot of trouble.    

    

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Two hours later, the strange breathing on the mountaintop stopped. Lee Hao took out the bedding he had prepared when he went into the deep mountains to practice his spear. He laid it on the ground and the two of them sat on it, hugging each other tightly.    

    

At this moment, they should have said some sweet words, but Lee Hao did not do so. He said very disrespectfully, "Elder Sister Chuntao, let me tell you something. You must not be agitated."    

    

Ma Chuntao, who was satisfied, was reminiscing about the happy feeling just now. She did not hear the meaning behind Lee Hao's words at all. She said lazily, "What is it?"    

    

"Ma Laifu is dead! He was killed by the Daoist."    

    

Ma Chuntao and Ma Laifu did not have a good relationship, but the fact that they were father and daughter could not be changed. Lee Hao felt that he should tell this matter. This was the right of a child to know.    

    

"My father is dead?" Ma Chuntao repeated. She found it hard to believe. After all, they had met yesterday. She did not expect that they would be separated forever in one day.    

    

"Yes!" Lee Hao nodded his head solemnly and told her about his speculation. Although it wasn't completely correct, it was logical and logical. Ma Chuntao quickly believed him. Tears quietly flowed down her face.    

    

Lee Hao did not comfort Ma Chuntao. It was better to cry at this time than not to cry. What he could do now was to give Ma Chuntao a strong arm and let Ma Chuntao rely on it.