That night, after Ning Bizhi and Mu Xihu left the living room and went back to the room to rest, Wang Le and Mu Xiyan had a hard time grinding their ears and temples, and planned their itinerary for tomorrow's play, and then went back to their respective rooms.

Gentle Township Hero Mound, although Wang Dashao is addicted, his daily cultivation cannot be delayed.

10,000 years is too long, seize the day, this sense of urgency is always in his heart, Wang Le does not dare to have the slightest relaxation, especially under the commitment of this deadline of one year, even more so.

The night is hazy, the moon is in the sky, the blue sea is black, and in the sound of the waves, it is magnificent and oppressive.

In the dark, Wang Le, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and was entering the cultivation process, suddenly felt a palpitation, and couldn't help but open his eyes, revealing a look of confusion and solemnity.

"What's going on?"

Wang Le's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and while whispering to himself, he got up and left the bed and walked to the bedroom window and opened the curtains.

The cold moonlight poured into the dark bedroom as the curtains opened, stretching Wang Le's reflection on the floor.

"Huh?" Wang Le's nose moved slightly, then he opened the window door, rose from the bedroom on the second floor, and jumped onto the lawn downstairs outside the villa.

At this time, standing in a nearby corner, the two masters who were dedicated to guarding the safety of the villa saw Wang Le appear, and they were immediately awakened and walked over quickly.

"Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"

One of them, a short but strong middle-aged master, opened his mouth and asked Wang Le.

Wang Le's eyes narrowed, looking at the end of the black sea under the night, at this time, the sea breeze blew through the tips of the hair on his forehead, which seemed a little secretive, making these two masters of Ouchi puzzled, and inexplicably felt a little uneasy.

"Mr. Wang?"

Another tall and thin, very capable, relatively young Ouchi master, suddenly couldn't help but ask again.

At this time, I saw Wang Le take a deep breath, his nose trembled slightly, and he didn't look at the two masters standing next to him, and finally broke the silence, opened his mouth and said faintly: "I smell blood." ”

"Huh?" The two masters were shocked, and then followed Wang Le's line of sight and looked at the end of the sea, and couldn't help but show puzzlement and doubt on their faces.

Because they didn't find anything, let alone the smell of blood that Wang Le said.

Immediately, he saw the short-lived middle-aged master of the interior, and said to Wang Le with a smile: "Mr. Wang, are you too careful?"

As soon as the words fell, another young Ouchi master next to him took over the conversation and agreed: "Lao Hong is right, Mr. Wang, are you too careful? Besides, even if something happens, with the strength of the three of us, there will definitely be no moths." ”

Wang Le shook his head slowly, his face became more and more solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Believe me, the blood brought by the sea breeze will definitely not be wrong!"

"Eh!" The two masters were stunned when they saw Wang Le being so serious, and they glanced at each other, a little speechless.

Although they didn't agree with Wang Le's words in their hearts, it was not easy to refute them, after all, the identity and status of the other party, as well as the rumored strong strength here, there was still to be respect on the surface, and they couldn't sweep Mr. Wang's face and avoid making an unpleasant scene.

The young master of Ouchi followed Wang Le to look at the sea at night for a while, and found that there was nothing strange at all, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: "Mr. Wang will really be shocked, where is there any smell of blood, if it were someone else, Lao Tzu would have spit on his face a long time ago!"

The middle-aged master surnamed Hong, who was short in stature, looked at Wang Le with a very strange look at him at this time, because he, like his companions, did not notice it at all.

Thinking about it, the master surnamed Hong looked at Wang Le and said euphemistically: "Mr. Wang, this smell of blood can't be caused by the sharks in the sea, or other aggressive fish. ”

Wang Le finally put away his gaze to look at the end of the depths of the sea, turned to look at the two masters standing behind, shook his head again, and said: "There is an essential difference between human and animal blood, this is clear, and I am absolutely sure that the blood brought by this sea breeze is definitely not emitted by fish or other animal blood. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Le's eyes became deeper and deeper when he looked at these two people, and said, "Don't doubt Wang's judgment in this regard. ”

At this moment, the invisible evil qi that had been reined in Wang Le's body began to swallow, and there was no need for him to say anything, as martial arts people, these two masters of the Great Inner were trembling in their hearts.

"Damn, how many people has this guy killed?"

The master surnamed Hong suddenly exclaimed in his heart.

Because he had heard those elders in the sect mention that the martial arts people who killed the bloody rafts and walked through the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood would be invisibly haunted by evil spirits.

Once you encounter a conflict with this kind of person, you will often be more evil than lucky, unless your martial arts cultivation is much higher than the other party, otherwise, you can only ask for more blessings.

Thinking about it, the cold sweat behind the master surnamed Hong couldn't help but be glad that he and Wang Le were in the same boat, instead of competing enemies, such as the fat camel who was no longer alive and dead.

At this time, the relatively young master of Ouchi was not much better, after feeling the dangerous aura that Wang Le invisibly emanated, his eyes began to dodge, and he no longer dared to look at him.

"Those perverted rumors about this guy in Sijiu City are really true, and they are definitely not exaggerated!"

The young Ouchi master couldn't help but feel a little afraid in his heart, and muttered to himself.

Wang Le put away his gaze at the two of them, turned around again and continued to look towards the end of the sea, because the sea breeze mixed with the smell of blood was blowing from that direction.

At this moment, Wang Le's heart became heavier and heavier, although he couldn't know the source of the smell of blood, but he felt that the danger was getting closer and closer, maybe in the next second!

The mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, and inexplicably, Wang Le felt more and more depressed, and his heart couldn't help but be shrouded in a layer of haze, which could not be dispersed for a long time.

This uncontrollable, dangerous unknown variable made Wang Le very helpless and depressed, and he was worried.

Because at this moment, there is still a family here, and he Wang Le is not alone, even if he encounters an unmanageable danger, he can calmly escape with the ability of the Delusional Eye.

Of course, Wang Le is only preparing for the worst, and I believe that the situation will not be so bad.

Maybe it's because he is worried about the sky, and even if he is in danger, he is not aimed at him Wang Le.

"I hope so!"

Wang Le looked at the end of the sea under the bright moon and the undulating waves, and muttered softly, but the frowning brows still did not let go.