"It's just a small thing." Of course, Hualiao wouldn't tell Wanshan, it's as if a man wouldn't talk about breaking up when he was in bed with a woman.

"If it's a trivial matter, you won't send the Shadow Squad out. Uncle Hua, if you hadn't promised to help me, I would really think you were refusing it." Wan Shan picked up a cup of tea from the round table. ..

He took a sip and swallowed it, but it seemed that it was not to quench his thirst, but to pour out his inner anxiety.

Immediately he muttered to himself, with a cold smile on his face, "People who dare to kill the extreme mountain, Wen Ping is dead."

"what?"

Wan Shan was shocked, the tea cup in his hand was crushed at that time, and then he stretched out a hand to grab Wan Shan's shoulder.

"Uncle Hua, what's wrong with you?"

"what did you just say?"

"Wen Ping is dead."

"The previous sentence."

"Dare to kill anyone in the extreme mountain."

"Wen Ping killed the red Han Zhi in Extreme Mountain?"

"There was a particularly powerful person beside him who beat Senior Han to death with a single punch. But it doesn't matter, no matter how good he is, can he be strong in the Extreme Mountain? If this news reaches the Extreme Mountain, the Hundred Sect Alliance will not be able to protect it. Immortal Sect."

Wan Shan was smiling triumphantly, but Hualiao couldn't smile anymore at this time. The expression freezes, and he stands up.

"Oops!"

He just ordered Ender to take everyone from the Shadow Squad to kill Wen Ping, and he gave a death order.

But with such a strong person around Wen Ping, wouldn't the Shadow Squad be ill-advised? A sword of his law enforcement hall is not...

The death order does not mean that one's own people should really die.

Wan Shan stood up immediately and wandered out of the house.

"Uncle Hua, where are you going?"

Wan Shan chased to the door and shouted, but Hualiao did not respond to him. He cursed in a low voice and left after being insane.

Hualiao rode on Fengliu Ma, took a few entourages, and flew towards Cangwu City.

Wen Ping stood in front of the incinerator with Ah Ye's body on his back, the flames jumping on his face, printing his expressionless face.

"Lu Yue, where did you get this thing?" Wen Ping never opened the cloth bag, and when he asked Lu Yue, he just patted his waist. Although a little weird, fortunately, Lu Yue knew what Wen Ping wanted to ask.

Lu Yue replied: "It was found at the bottom of a cave. For its sake, more than a hundred people died under the cave."

"What monster is in the cave?"

"No, they all kill each other. If you rely on a private mission issued by the Mountain Sect's mission branch hall, as long as you get it, take it to Cangwu City and give it to the mission publisher, you can get 5000 gold coins. Everyone wants this. With 5000 gold coins, Ah Ye and I were lucky. Not only did we walk out alive, we also got the green sand. I wanted to get the money and left Cangwu City, but I didn't expect..."

Lu Yue looked at the flames in the incinerator and fell into memories. He was speechless for a long time. When there was any movement, it was time to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Then do you think about where to go next?"

Lu Yue still stared at the incinerator faintly, but there was a sense of helplessness in her tone, "Cangwu City can no longer tolerate me. When I take A Ye's ashes, I will leave Cangwu City and find a place. Start a new life again."

"The people of the mountain sect should not let you out of Cangwu City." Wen Ping frowned, thinking about something, and then said, "Follow me back to the Immortal Sect and hide for a few days. I will send you away after the storm has passed. ."

Lu Yue suddenly smiled, "Actually, if you are a softhearted person, you shouldn't be saying that you don't want to save me."

Wen Ping ignored her.

Softhearted?

Indeed, he does sometimes soften up.

But after all, a person is flesh and blood, a former friend, even if she no longer regards her as a friend.

I don't want to see her running across the street.

Lu Yue left her and waited for her to end like this with the six-fold cultivation base.

After walking out of the house, Wen Ping glanced at Yu Mo who didn't know when to follow him, and Yu Mo also glanced at him.

The two of them took up their weapons in a tacit understanding. What Wen Ping pulled out was a Night Demon Blade, and what Yu Mo picked up was a steel rod leaning against the door.

Then both of them walked towards the seven workers working in the empty flat.

A quarter of an hour later.

The white protective cover of the immortal Qingfeng robe dissipated, and Wen Ping slowly pulled the Night Demon from the end of the ender's chest.

The blood filed along the breast, soaking the workers' clothes in coarse linen; it also dripped down the blade of the night demon, dyeing the ground under his feet red.

boom!

After a halt, the ender fell to the ground without gazing.

He didn't understand until he died, what was the white light that suddenly appeared around Wen Ping, and he didn't even understand why there was an invincible level 3 body refining monk beside Wen Ping.

"Boy, the remaining six are resolved." A voice followed Yu Mo from behind.

Wen Ping nodded, wiped the blood from the blade of the Night Demon, and put it in his waist.

However, when the diploma went back, Lu Yue was no longer there, as well as the ashes on the table that was originally intended to be used for Ah Ye.

The fire in the incinerator still burns very vigorously, as it was when Wen Ping went out.

The busy worker saw Wen Ping coming in, and after taking Wen Ping's eyes carefully, he said quickly: "Boss, that girl has already left. She asked me to tell you that she's sorry, she owes you a life."

"Ok."

Wen Ping didn't ask, just nodded.

Because he knew that if he asked where Lu Yue had gone, this sentence would be a bit redundant.

When I turned my head, I saw Yu Mo standing there. Instead of the excitement he had when he killed someone, he walked over and patted Wen Ping on the shoulder and said in a slightly vicissitudes of life: "Life is like this. You can master the power Master the life and death of others, but there are still many things you can't control."

When saying this, Wen Ping smiled.

I laughed at myself, is this a talk of a lone ranger's experience after going through the vicissitudes of life?

After half an hour.

This place was surrounded by soldiers from the City Lord's Mansion. When Hualiao heard the news, the whole person was panicked. Maybe he was begging in his heart, maybe he was praying, but he didn't want to believe what had happened.

After pushing away from the crowd and seeing the ender and others lying on the empty ground, Hualiao staggered and almost fell.

When the people around saw this scene, they whispered.

"What happened to the people of the mountain sect?"

"Look at the heart-cracking appearance of Hualiao~www.mtlnovel.com~Who are the dead people? Aren't they all the core disciples of the Reliant Sect?"

"Perhaps, you see, the deputy city lord has arrived, and the identity of the person who died here is definitely not simple."

"Let go!" Hualiao said angrily, then looked forward silently.

He Hualiao seems to have become a fool, and has been failing.

First Rong Lao.

Then there is the Ender, the Shadow Team.

The law enforcement hall, the sword is broken, the law enforcement hall exists in name only!

"Wen Ping! Immortal Sect!"

After Hualiao shouted angrily, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground in front of him, and then his eyes went dark, and the whole person swayed like a tumbler, and the servant beside him quickly supported him.

However, the person who supported him could not support his trance and the broken heart.