After a while, Yang Zongxian nodded slowly and said, "It's not very good, but if Sect Master Wen leaves immediately, there may be no big problem."

"what happened?"

Yang Zongxian rubbed the bridge of his nose, then lowered his voice, lest there be ears on the wall, "Just a quarter of an hour ago, someone threw ten homing pigeons within a quarter of an hour. Although nine were stopped, one of them escaped."

"Carrier pigeon?"

"The carrier pigeon released by the spies of the mountain sect in my house."

"Did the spy caught it?"

"already dead."

Actually, Yang Zongxian didn't instruct him to kill him. He had always thought that he would put a long line to catch big fish, but today the guy was actively exposed in broad daylight, and it was useless if he didn't kill.

Because they can be spies, they are very smart.

After today, he will definitely not send any more news, nor will he believe anything that happened before him, he will only treat everything before him as a deliberate act.

In this way, countermeasures are useless.

Didn't wait for Wen Ping to ask, but Huaikong spoke, "Did you ask who the letter is for?"

"I don't know who the pigeon is flying to, but the letter says, "Wen Ping down the mountain, quick kill"!"

"Come to kill me?"

Wen Ping pointed to himself in surprise.

"Yes, so Sect Master Wen should hurry up and leave. Safety is the most important thing. I'll come when I go."

After all, Yang Zongxian is about to leave the lounge. Of course, what he has to do is to get the gold ticket.

Send Wen Ping away earlier, and Wen Ping will be less dangerous. Who knows what moths will come out of the mountain sect. In case of revenge, they will be the 13th-level monks of body refining at one time, and the elder Yun did not follow, relying on Yu Mo, it must be bad luck.

"Clan Chief Yang, don't worry, I'm still going to take a stroll around with Senior." After that, Wen Ping stood up.

Yang Zongxian was taken aback when he heard these words.

Seeing Wen Ping had stood up, he didn't plan to return to the Immortal Sect at all.

Oh my God.

Didn't Wen Ping listen to what I just said?

He feels that this kind of thing, even without exaggeration or exaggeration, can make people fearful, right?

"Sect Master Wen, please don't go around today. Safety is important. Why put yourself and danger for this useless thing. The sect of the mountain is in the dark, and murder is insidious. It is impossible to prevent it."

Wen Ping glanced at the street outside the window, his gaze fell on the silver armor self-defense team in front of the column, and said: "Does the trading house and Fangshi have the guards of the city lord's mansion, and your self-defense forces?"

Yang Zongxian looked helpless.

What is his Self-Defense Force? A small team can get in and out of Shanzong.

As for the guards of the city lord's mansion, it is quite strong, but the efficiency is really not flattering. When they come, the day lily will be cold.

He was too embarrassed to say these words face to face, so he could only find an excuse at will, "but in case the person sent by the Backer Sect is the 13th level of Tongxuan, no one can respond under the raid."

Wen Ping still looked nonchalantly, "Okay, Patriarch Yang, a backer, is it necessary to take him so seriously? Let them come, as long as I don't disturb my good mood for shopping."

"Boy, bold!"

Yu Mo gave a thumbs up, laughed, and patted Wen Ping on the shoulder, "I will protect you!"

Although Wen Ping always beats him, always ignores him, and makes him wonder whether he is a Profound Realm or not. Even if he helped him kill a hunter yesterday, Wen Ping did not even say a word of thanks.

But!

As a lone ranger, he has a self-contained character in his bones. He admires Wen Ping very much. Seeing Wen Ping's character is like seeing himself before.

Just as he smiled and patted Wen Ping's shoulder, Wen Ping spoke, and the hand that made him admire Wen Ping's shoulder stopped abruptly.

followed the expression instantly solidified!

"Let's go, take you shopping, first declare: no eating, no running alone."

Seeing Wen Ping walked out of the back of the house after speaking, Yu Mo sighed.

I really admire him for nothing.

After leaving the firm, Wen Ping said that it didn't matter what happened to the mountain sect, and Yu Mo was even more indifferent. In desperation, Yang Zongxian could only send a self-defense team to follow. Although it felt that it was not useful, it was better than nothing.

In his Self-Defense Force, the strongest is no more than 7-weight body training.

If something really happened, their strength would be able to block a few shots and buy Wen Ping some time.

While walking leisurely, Wen Ping seemed to have a urinary tremor, and his whole body shook suddenly.

There was a tingling sensation from Tian Ling Gai.

What surprised Wen Ping was that there was a feeling of desire and urgency in the shaking, and this emotion was not produced by Wen Ping himself.

Just as Wen Ping was surprised, the system's voice arrived as expected, "Host, congratulations, Chang Mo Gong has sensed good things, which contain a lot of wood energy. The total amount of wood energy is comparable to the immortal sect. The sum of woods and woods!"

"what?"

"Wood quicksand."

"What it is?"

"A kind of heavenly material and earth treasure required by the Profound Realm, but for the host, its role can only be used as wood energy to improve the qualification. If the host can get it, the three-star qualification is more than enough."

Wen Ping was overjoyed when he heard these last words.

Isn't that more beneficial than life cigars?

Life cigars have to smoke hundreds of cigars to get the Samsung qualification.

Wen Ping immediately asked: "Where is it?"

"A hundred meters ahead~www.mtlnovel.com~ the voice of the system fell, Wen Ping took a stroll and walked forward, regardless of Yu Mo who was looking at the gadgets in front of the shop.

Yu Mo turned his head and was about to ask Wen Ping whether what was in his hands was good or not, but found that Wen Ping was not by his side.

quickly put down the things in his hands, and then chased up.

"Boy, didn't you say that you brought me to play today? How do I feel that you are walking me."

Wen Ping waved his hand and said, "Senior Yu, why do you want to go, I have something suddenly."

Wen Ping originally intended to take Yu Mo to protect himself, but now, something good has appeared.

He really wanted to find that stuff.

I really don't want to hear Yu Mo whisper in his ear.

When Yu Mo heard Wen Ping let himself play his own, he stopped in mid-air when he was about to take a step, and then took it back, saying: "Come on! Your kid wants to open me, there is no door."

"If you love to follow you, follow me, follow me."

Wen Ping responded casually.

"What is a follower?"

"It's the bug that always likes to follow other people's ass."

"You kid."

Yu Mo raised his hand angrily, about to give Wen Ping a moment, at this moment, suddenly heard a voice from behind him.

The voice is very close, and behind him.

"Wen Ping, is it really you?"

Lu Yue squeezed out of the crowd, with a ray of crimson on her crystal-clear cheeks, and she looked at Wen Ping with a pair of apricot eyes, with rich surprise in her tenderness.

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