The first rays of summer sunlight shone through the broken windows of the old house, and Liu Jiejie was awakened by the sound of cooing in his stomach.

He hesitated between whether to continue his Spring and Autumn Dream or the steamed bun shop in the east of the city, and did not get up for a long time.

Bang dang!

Suddenly, the door of the firewood room was pushed open from the outside in a very rough way. Liu Qi sat up, he looked at the place with wide eyes, but saw Wei Lai wearing a black dress, and his body was still stained with a lot of dust, and he was standing at the door with a cold expression at the moment.

"You... You... What do you want to do?" asked Liu Jiejie instinctively wrapped his shirt tightly, and his upper and lower lips trembled.

In response, he was thrown something out of Wei Lai's hand, and those things crossed an arc in the air and then fell steadily into the palm of Liu Jiejie, who subconsciously stretched out his hand—it was ten copper plates.

"The bun shop in the east of the city is open. Wei said.

Liu Jiejie, who was holding the ten copper plates, was slightly stunned, but after coming back to his senses, he immediately smiled.

He stood up from the ground suddenly, his movements were clean and neat, and he couldn't tell that he was over seventy years old.

"Howler. As he said this, he ran towards the gate of the courtyard with a swift movement, and even a young man of twenty years old could not necessarily compare with him.

Wei Lai squinted at Liu Jiejie's back as he disappeared into the courtyard gate, the light in his eyes flashed, thoughtful. Liu Jiejie's body is strange, and his origin is also very doubtful. It's just that the other party didn't show hostility for the time being, and Wei Lai could only let him do it first.

It's not that Wei Lai is big-hearted, it's just that there are too many troubles in front of Wei Lai, and he always prioritizes and solves them one by one. He had already buried Lu Guanshan's body, but that tomb couldn't be hidden for long, not that Wei Lai didn't want to, but where could he hide that tomb in this night? If Cang Yuwei was really determined to find Lu Guanshan's body, it would only be a matter of time before this matter was revealed. Besides, there is also a Sun Daren who Wei Lai did not expect to kill halfway, although Wei Lai was both surprised and admired by this guy's righteousness, but for his head, Wei Lai was not at ease.

Thinking of this, Wei Lai sighed, and he had to take a step to see for the future. He took off his black shirt, topless, and threw it into the fire burning in the woodroom.

The fire burned more and more, and the clothes gradually burned to ashes. Wei Lai stared at the beating flames, thinking of the experience of the past few days, his eyes were a little stunned - it took him six years to plant the method of swallowing the dragon in the body of the Wupan Dragon King, but five days ago, when he was running that method, he almost died under the huge dragon qi devoured by that exercise. Fortunately, it took a long time to run the dragon qi in his body in one breath, and he was able to refine it into his own martial yang divine blood before it was exploded by that dragon qi.

Every day since then, Wei Lai has been able to concoct the same method and condense a piece of Wuyang Divine Blood. One divine blood a day, this is something that can be said enough to make anyone lose their big teeth.

It is important to know that the tempering of the physical body is a process from shallow to deep, and the later it is, the more it will be half the effort, which is why many monks will choose to push open the divine gate after condensing the seventh divine blood, or devour the Ming Blood Pill, after all, after the seven divine blood, the harvest brought by cultivation is often half the effort.

But Wei Lai is different, he doesn't have to work hard to refine his body, he only uses the power of constantly devouring the Wupan Dragon King, so as to condense the Wuyang Divine Blood, for him, as long as the Wupan Dragon King is alive and does not perceive Wei Lai's existence, he can maintain this speed and continue to cultivate.

It was hard to imagine what terrible things would happen after Wei Lai, who had hundreds or even thousands of Wuyang Divine Blood, pushed open the first Divine Gate a year or several years later. This is an incomparably wonderful vision, even Wei Lai is inevitably intoxicated by such fantasies, but reality has given him a resounding slap.

After condensing the fifth Martial Yang Divine Blood, Wei Lai discovered that he could no longer convert the dragon qi in his body into the Martial Yang Divine Blood. At first, he thought that there was something wrong with the dove snake swallowing dragon method, but after several attempts, he gradually found that it was because of the dragon qi, a power that did not belong to human beings, and there was some conflict with the human body after all.

It's just that what annoys Wei Lai is that he can't find the root cause of this conflict, so he can't prescribe the right medicine. His enemy was Zhaoyue Zhengshen, who had opened the Seven Gates, and was already in the realm of quasi-sainthood, unable to continue his cultivation, and for Wei Lai, it made no difference whether it was five divine blood or one divine blood in his body.

Cracking sound!

The fire in the stove burned more and more, and the beating spark fell into Wei Lai's hands, and Wei Lai finally came back to his senses under the pain.

He sighed again, and then put away his troubled thoughts. After making sure that the shirt had been burned to ashes, Wei Lai stood up and went to the main house to fetch a clean blue robe to wear. He secretly thought in his heart that he still had to go to the city gate and the Dragon King Temple to make a show. But as soon as the footsteps opened, there was a noise at the gate of the old house.

I saw that not long after Fang left, Liu Yu went back and shouted: "Oh no! Oh no! Something big has happened!"

Wei Lai also adapted to Liu Jiejie's babbling, and didn't take his exaggerated posture to heart, he walked forward slowly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

After entering the house, Liu Zhijie, who was looking left and right, saw Wei Lai, and suddenly stepped forward in surprise as if he had found the backbone, grabbed Wei Lai's arms hard, and said loudly: "There are so many people! Many people are coming to us......

When Wei Lai heard this, he felt a stirring in his heart, and secretly said that Luo Xiangwu had already found out this, but he clearly remembered that he had not left any traces at the scene, or that there was a mistake on Sun Daren's side.

He thought so in his heart, but his mouth comforted Liu Jiejie, wanting to get as much information as possible: "Don't worry, talk slowly, what's going on!"

Liu Jiejie gasped for breath, and it took a while to calm down the excitement after running all the way home, and then he said: "It's like this......"

He was about to tell the whole story, and Wei Lai was about to listen.

Bang!

But at this moment, there was a loud noise in the direction of the door, and the courtyard door of the old house, which was already in disrepair, collapsed, and a team of people rushed into the old house.

Wei Lai's heart was shocked, the dagger hidden under the cuff suddenly fell into his hand, he looked at the people who rushed to kill the door, his eyes paused, the look on his face immediately became weird, and the dagger that had been held in his hand was also secretly put back.

Of course, the comers are not good.

But it's familiar......

The first person to bear the brunt was the owner of the Guanyun Martial Arts Pavilion - Sun Bojin. And he was followed by Sun Daren and many apprentices about the martial arts hall.

Wei Lai blinked, the grim expression on his face dissipated, and there was a little dullness in his eyes, as for Sun Daren's unstoppable glance at him, Wei Lai turned a blind eye, but stared at Sun Bojin with an unkind face and called with a smile: "Uncle Sun!"

And the other party obviously didn't understand the truth of this stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, Sun Bojin stood up straight in front of Wei Lai with a cold face, snorted coldly in his mouth, and turned a deaf ear to Wei Lai's "kind" title, but stared at Wei Lai with gloomy eyes.

Wei Lai's face showed a look of confusion, as if he didn't quite understand why the man who was smiling at him a few days ago had changed his appearance today.

"Wei Lai! My grandson Bojin lost his father at a young age, and he took good care of you on weekdays, but he didn't want your kid to hide people's eyes and ears by pretending to be crazy and stupid, and stealing my Ming Blood Pill!"

"My Sun Bojin is going to ask for an explanation today, is it that you Wei Lai can cover the sky with one hand in this Wupan City by relying on that Lu Guanshan!"

As soon as Sun Bojin opened his mouth, he was reprimanded with righteous words, but although his face was full of indignation, if he said what he said, if others heard it, they would probably hold back their internal injuries because they didn't dare to laugh. If it is really calculated, the most likely person in the entire Wupan City to be worthy of the words "covering the sky with one hand" is only the ugly Sun Daren behind him.

But fortunately, Sun Bojin's skin was thick enough, and the expression on his face was tense, as if everything was so natural to him.

And what's even better is that Wei Lai in front of him is also very cooperative with his acting skills.

Wei Lai's face showed a look of panic, he was like a frightened elk, he shrunk his neck, his body wanted to retreat, and his mouth was both confused and fearful: "How could I steal Uncle's things, it was clearly given to me by Uncle!"

"For you?" Sun Bojin raised his eyebrows, and this sentence hit his heart: "You tell me, how can you afford such a big gift as a fool?"

Wei Lai seemed to be choked, his face flushed for a while, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing this, Sun Bojin's face was pale, and he glanced at Sun Daren behind him, but Sun Daren lowered his head thoughtfully, ignoring the gaze handed by his father. Sun Bojin was a little angry, and secretly said that the son could not be taught, but one foot stretched out violently and kicked Sun Daren's ankle hard.

Sun Daren, who was in pain, came back to his senses, and then met his father's gaze, his face became more and more ugly, but the hesitation and hesitation in his eyes intensified.

Sun Bojin glared at Sun Daren fiercely, but the other party still stood in place sluggishly, refusing to move.

Sun Bojin was angry in his heart, he didn't want to delay any longer, and scolded in his mouth: "Waste!" After that, he stretched out his hand and took out a stack of letterheads full of handwriting from Sun Daren's arms and handed it to Wei Lai's eyes.

At this time, the man who was still indignant squeezed out a fox-like smile on his face: "Okay, Uncle Sun knows that Ah Lai is a good boy, all of this is under the instruction of Lu Guanshan, come, as long as you sign your name on this document with a promise that has nothing to do with this matter, the matter will be over, and Uncle Sun's Blood Inscription Pill will be given to you." ”

As he spoke, an apprentice sprang out on the side and stuffed a brush that had been stained with ink into Wei Lai's hand.

Wei Lai held the brush and looked down at the thick stack of letterheads, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the inked part of the letterpaper was covered by Sun Bojin's hand holding the letter, only revealing the blank space where the signature was drawn.

"Sign it, little Alai, Uncle Sun watched you grow up, how could he harm you?" Sun Bojin urged softly.

Wei Lai raised his head and looked at Sun Bojin with some confusion, the face of the man who was nearly fifty years old bloomed with the most youthful smile he could deduce, and in the depths of that smile was a murderous blade.

Lu Guanshan once said to Wei that the thinnest thing in the world is the spring ice when the winter is gone, and what is thinner than the spring ice is the human heart. Behind every bright smile, hidden or bright starlight or the cold wind of the wax moon, you can never figure out what kind of thoughts everyone standing next to you has.

And all you can do is to cherish every starlight and welcome every cold wind.

The strange color on Wei Lai's face suddenly dissipated, and he nodded heavily: "Well, I believe Uncle Sun!"

With that, his hand holding the brush slowly fell towards the letter.

The bright smile on Sun Bojin's face gradually cooled, and the eyes of the apprentices around him began to glow.

"Don't sign!"

But at this moment, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded.

The expressions on everyone's faces froze, the brush in Wei Lai's hand hung empty, and he looked up at the burly boy with a smile.

He knew that Starlight was coming.