After waiting for a long time, he finally waited for Ye Wulin's news, Ye Wuwu didn't want to delay for a moment, and walked towards the Chinese medicine hall where Weng Yun was located as soon as possible.

"Commander, that monk's speed is too fast, with my ability, I can't catch up with him at all!"

Seeing Ye Wuwu coming, the first dragon soul personnel who found Ye Wulin's traces reported to Ye Wuwu.

"Why are you avoiding us?" Ye Wuwu didn't know Ye Wulin's detailed symptoms yet, and this question made him feel a little unbelievable.

Originally, I thought it was because of various reasons that I missed it by mistake, but now it seems that Monk Shiwu must have been deliberately hiding.

Why did he do it?

"I shouldn't be able to go far, keep looking!"

After Ye Wuwu finished the order, he walked into Weng Yun's Chinese medicine hall.

Although he knew that his brother must have a problem, he had to ask what was wrong with his brother!

After all, Ye Wulin has been in this Chinese medicine hall for such a long time, and the people inside must know something.

Weng Yun is still in the hospital, he knows Ye Wuwu, but Ye Wuwu doesn't know him.

"Excuse me..."Ye Wuwu looked more polite.

Weng Yun waved his hand.

"Commander Ye, I know what you mean! I can give you a rough explanation of the situation, but I suggest that you better not meet your brother now. It's also for your brother's good. ”

"Why?"

Since Weng Yun was a smart person and saw Ye Wuwu's intentions, the way they talked was much simpler.

"Your brother has been strongly stimulated or injured in the head by someone, and now he is in a bad mental state. If you meet him, it will stimulate him again, I'm afraid that his fragile nerves won't be able to withstand such a big impact!" Weng Yun told the truth, and did not regard Ye Wuwu as a wronged boss like Wu Xiajie.

And he also knew that Ye Wuwu in front of him was not someone he could offend.

So that's the case! Ye Wuwu understood what Weng Yun meant.

But if you can't see it now, when will you be able to see it?

Ye Wuwu continued to ask, "Why do you just keep waiting?"

"It's not like this all the time, at least another two months, until his mental condition is a little better!" Weng Yun replied.

Two months to go!

Ye Wuwu raised his head slightly wistfully, a little helpless, but this was a fact that had to be accepted.

"Do you know where Monk Shiwu is going next?" he asked.

"When he left, he didn't say what he planned to do next, and you know the habits of Monk Shiwu. If I guess, there is a reason for a patient, he should return to the Central Plains this time!"

Central Plains?

Ye Wuwu nodded and walked out of the Chinese medicine hall.

Miyagen's waiting is outside the door.

"You can go too! Just find Monk Shiwu and follow, and don't worry about the rest. ”

Gong Yuan's jaw left, and there were only pedestrians on the street, which seemed a little deserted.

The weather was a little cooler again, and the passers-by began to wrap up their coats and stride over the piles of sycamore leaves that had been swept together by the cleaners before they had time to clean up.

Ye Wuwu is still wearing the black windbreaker.

He hadn't taken a few steps before he stood in the middle of the street, his eyes slightly closed.

A young man playing with his mobile phone, without looking at the road, walked in front of Ye Wuwu, if he wasn't suddenly startled, he would definitely bump into Ye Wuwu's body.

He raised his head and looked at Ye Wuwu's resolute face, like a statue.

"Sick, what's the middle of the road?"

muttered a word, bypassed Ye Wuwu's body, and continued to play with his mobile phone and walked forward.

After cleaning up a truckload of garbage, the garbage truck drove back, and several workers in sanitation clothes got out of the car and shoveled the sycamore leaves piled up on the side of the road to the car.

The strength was too great, and it was lifted by the breeze again, and the aunt who was cleaning up the garbage in the distance turned around and shouted.

"You don't know how to be lighter, do you?"

Ye Wuwu still didn't move!

"Close the door! The wind is blowing!" Weng Yun looked at Ye Wuwu's figure, frowned slightly and said to the guys in the store.

Got the wind?

The guy glanced out the door in confusion.

How much wind is this? Is it necessary to have a door?

The guy was about to go back again to ask Weng Yun's opinion, but found that Weng Yun had already picked up his teacup and walked towards the room inside.

Now that the shopkeeper has decided, what else do you have to say as a buddy?

'Boom'!

He pulled down the roller shutter door of the Chinese medicine shop.

The garbage truck filled a cart of sycamore leaves and departed.

As there were fewer and fewer pedestrians, Ye Wuwu had been standing on this street for about two minutes.

He tilted his head slightly, his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp sword shot out of his eyes.

Just in front of his line of sight, two men dressed in black walked towards him.

These two people are obviously not passers-by, because the clothes on their bodies have actually been eliminated a long time ago, and this is the linen black clothes often worn by martial arts practitioners that can only be seen in martial arts dramas.

It looks very strange to wear it on their bodies now.

Neither of them is tall, but with sinister and cold eyes, it can be seen that these two must not be good stubble.

They walked straight towards Ye Wuwu, and the smiles on their faces became colder and colder!

A person also appeared behind Ye Wuwu.

And this person is still a woman, needless to say, the square face is not to mention, the key is that there are patches of dark spots on the face, which is very ugly.

is not worthy of this minority costume on her body at all.

The two waves of people are far away from each other, and it is Ye Wuwu in the middle.

"Retain a little strength first, after all, I don't know how heavy his internal injuries are!"

When he was still about ten meters away from Ye Wuwu, one of the men in black groaned in a low voice and ran towards Ye Wuwu with a thunderous momentum.

Ye Wuwu didn't wait for him to get close before choosing to make a move, and when the man in black was running, he also rushed out.

As for the woman in the back, he didn't pay attention to it for the time being.

The two energies collided in the middle of the road at an extremely fast speed, and after the collision, the energy that shook out instantly swept towards all directions.

Leaves that had not been cleared from the ground or had just fallen from the trees were blown by a strong wind into the shops that were still open next to them.

All of a sudden, the inside of the shop turned to dust and leaves, and the eyes of all the clerks who were startled by the loud sound of the collision were mesmerized.

That's the case in almost every store!

Only Weng Yun's Chinese medicine shop escaped the catastrophe, but after the leaves hit the rolling shutter door, it still made the rolling shutter door make a 'clang' and 'clang' sound.

Hearing this movement, the guy who closed the door and had not yet entered the inner room was suspicious for a while.

This shopkeeper is really amazing, as soon as the door closes, such a strong wind blows.

After the man in black collided with Ye Wuwu, he was unable to match Ye Wuwu's energy, his body staggered, and he retreated step by step!

The other man in black behind him also joined the group at this time, like a monkey, jumping over the head of the person who was repulsed, wanting to ride onto Ye Wuwu's shoulder.

How could Ye Wuwu possibly give him this opportunity.

Although the energy of the first blow just now had not yet dissipated, his chest shook, and he took a strong step forward, and a powerful energy erupted from his body again.

"Poof!"

This black-clothed man who was like a monkey was swept away by Ye Wuwu's energy, blood spurted out in mid-air, and his footsteps were unsteady after landing, if he hadn't been the first black-clothed man to stabilize his body, he would have fallen to the ground.

The battle was aborted.

The two looked at Ye Wuwu solemnly.

"When did two people with such a murderous aura appear in Xingyi Fist?" Ye Wuwu didn't even gasp for breath, and asked indifferently.

The two men in black didn't answer Ye Wuwu's question, and looked at the woman behind him.

"Mamei, let's do it together!"

Mame was already ugly, and her smile looked even more ugly.

"Anda, Anji. Didn't you say at first that the two of you were enough?"

Anji, who has a monkey-like move, clutches his chest and swallows back the blood that gushes up his throat.

"Now is not the time to say that if this continues, all of us will have to fold here. ”

While the people before and after were discussing, Ye Wuwu had already decided that the three people who appeared today must die here.

Judging by the way they fought, Ye Wuwu could see that they were not pure ancient martial artists like Zhang Peng, and there must be a lot of blood on their hands.

"Come again!" An Da snorted coldly, and hugged his hands in front of his chest in the shape of tiger claws.

An Er also temporarily stabilized his breath, squatting slightly, scratching his ears and cheeks with both hands.

And behind Ye Wuwu, Ma Mei's pace began to move again, and the silver jewelry on her head made a crisp sound.