"Dude, aren't you afraid that too many girls will chase you because you are too famous, right? It's okay, I can help you share it, it will definitely not affect your studies, quack!" Wang Erxiao added, drooling with laughter.

"Yes, Wang Mu, just say what you want, let's figure out a way together, why drop out of school directly. Yu Xin stomped her feet anxiously, she had never seen such an excellent boy, so she dropped out directly, not only for her, but also for the entire female students of the University of Humanities.

Wang Mu shook his head with a wry smile, and looked at the two of them: "You misunderstood, I came to investigate this matter, and now that this matter is over, there is no need to stay at school." ”

"Huh?" Wang Erxiao and Yu Xin heard the point.

Looking Wang Mu up and down, Wang Erxiao frowned and said, "See that you are about the same age as me, and you have graduated from college?"

Yu Xin was also puzzled, "Yes, where did you go to college?"

Wang Mu sighed and said bluntly: "Two, I didn't even graduate from elementary school, where did I come from?" Do you think I need to go to college? So, help me drop out, you just have to say hello to the principal, I have something to do, go first. ”

After speaking, Wang Mu stopped lingering, raised his hand and beckoned a taxi to leave.

After being stunned for a moment, Wang Er turned around and ran to the road.

"Wang Xiao, why are you going?" Yu Xin shouted before she could react.

Wang Erxiao nodded and said: "Of course I follow Wang Mu! It doesn't matter if I quit or not, it's important to follow him to watch a good show!"

Yu Xin blinked, immediately looked at him, nodded approvingly: "Yes, he is going to drop out of school, and I don't know if I can see him in the future, so I must leave more impressions." Wang Xiao, wait for me!"

So, Wang Xiao and Yuxin also took a taxi and chased Wang Mu.

The three of them found a hotel in the old city to stay, and from the afternoon, Wang Erxiao and Yu Xin pestered Wang Mu to ask questions about what Wang Mu had experienced since he was a child, and finally, the two summarized Wang Mu's career of more than 20 years in one sentence...... A strong life doesn't need to be explained.

At the age of three, he was able to send his forty-year-old uncle to the hospital, or without knowing it, the abbot master on the mountain was as scared as if he had seen a ghost, where is this still life, this is against the sky.

Wang Erxiao didn't want to go to school anymore, and said that he wanted to follow Wang Muchao, and also messed with his violent life. Even Yuxin was shaken, looking at Wang Mu's beautiful eyes from time to time, the worship, like a child looking at Sun Wukong.

Looking at the boundless yearning on the faces of the two classmates, Wang Mu secretly felt that he had said too much, but they were the pillars of the motherland, and they couldn't be destroyed in their own hands.

As a result, Wang Mu gave a profound speech to the two of them for nearly two hours on the theme of building the motherland and realizing the four modernizations as soon as possible, which extinguished the fire in the hearts of the two who were ready to abandon school and go to Wang Mu.

It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the evening that the three of them went out, took a taxi, and went to the abandoned factory.

In the middle of the night, the abandoned factory was dark, and even though it was summer, it felt a little cold.

The ruins and ruined walls, the abandoned factories, everything is dilapidated and covered with thick dust, making the darkness more and more desolate.

But in a clearing in the middle of the factory, there was a brand new table, a bright red table, which looked like blood smeared against the dark background.

Two blood-colored candles were lit on the table, and in the light of the candles, some strange things could be seen on the table...... A peachwood sword, neatly arranged stacks of rune paper, and a wrist-thick red rope with inky black rune carvings on the rope.

On the other side of the table, a man in a black robe stood, about forty or fifty years old, with a gloomy face and a dull and loose face, quite similar to Professor Jia.

On the chest of the inky black robe, there is a blood-colored gossip figure, in the figure, three dark blue flames form a mountain character, and a black skeleton looms in the flames.

At this time, he was making a phone call.

"Daoist Jia, are you sure?"

In the quiet darkness, you can clearly hear the sound coming from the mobile phone.

The fluorescence emitted by the mobile phone screen illuminated Jia Daochang's dull face green, and listening to these words, the muscles at the corners of his mouth trembled, and his eyes became vicious.

"Of course I'm sure. Taking a light breath, he said word by word, as if he had a deep hatred for someone.

"If you're not sure, I'll send someone to help you. ”

"No," Daoist Jia decisively refused, "I want to kill him with my own hands and avenge my brother." ”

After speaking, he hung up the phone, raised his other hand, and placed a black thing resembling a domino in his hand, with the name of a surnamed Jia engraved on it, which was the name of his own brother, that is, Professor Jia, who was killed by Wang Mu.

This is the life card he made for his brother, if something happens to his brother, the life card will move accordingly, and just last night, the life card suddenly fell from the place, the red rope with spiritual power was broken, and the life card also cracked.

This only proves that something happened to his brother, and it was a life-threatening event. And this morning, he confirmed it on the TV news...... His brother was killed by that Master Wang.

Thinking of his brother's tragic death, Jia Daochang felt a pain in his heart, and he couldn't wait to cut Wang Mu with a thousand knives immediately.

As a disciple of the Hell Gate, he only has this one relative, so he is very kind to his younger brother, and even gave him the Soul Prison Mirror stolen from the Shimen to his younger brother. He knew that his brother had some habits, such as liking young and beautiful women, so in order to prevent him from having an accident, he also gave him some soul talismans in case of emergency.

What I never expected was that my younger brother would die because of these things.

He was originally hired by Zhou Yihao, the head of the Zhou family, to rectify that Master Wang, and Jia Daochang had already heard of Master Wang, so he wanted to take this opportunity to extinguish the arrogance of this so-called master.

He never took Master Wang seriously, so he used Song Xiufang, who was drained of his soul, by his younger brother as a tool to challenge Wang Mu, and he was sure that Wang Mu could not save Song Xiufang.

But the results were unexpected.

"Brother, don't worry, no one will dare to bully you even if you go to the underworld, and when I avenge you, I will return to the master's gate, and when the time comes, with me, a disciple of the hell gate, the people of the underworld will not dare to embarrass you." Staring at the life card in his hand, Jia Daochang said in a low voice, his gloomy voice was extremely gloomy in this desolate darkness.

He didn't know that his brother's soul had been branded by Wang Mu with the edict of the sinful soul of the Buddhist Gate, and he was suffering from the purification of the prison soul hell at this time.

"Demon Dao, I'm here. At that moment, a hearty voice broke the gloom of darkness.

The muscles on Jia Daochang's face trembled, and his eyes suddenly glowed with a wolf-like green light.

Wang Mu, Yu Xin, and Wang Erxiao walked side by side from the darkness in the distance.

Obviously, he couldn't see the darkness of his five fingers, but because of Wang Mu's existence, there was some light for no reason, and he could clearly see the appearance of the three of them.

Wang Mu walked in the middle, and Yu Xin and Wang Erxiao stood on both sides.

Looking at the blood-colored table case from afar, and the black-clothed Taoist priest behind the table, Yu Xinqiao's face turned pale, and her delicate body involuntarily walked against Wang Mu, so that she felt safer.

And Wang Erxiao was quite domineering, swaggering, his fat face was full of red light, and he was extremely excited.

"You two go into hiding. Standing more than a dozen steps away from the table, Wang Mu said softly.

"Hmm. Yu Xin nodded, looked around, and hid next to a broken wall not far away.

Wang Erxiao didn't need to move, glanced at Wang Mu, stared at Daoist Jia fiercely, and said viciously: "Dude, I'm fine, I want to watch you kill this crazy bastard with my own eyes!"

Wang Mu closed his eyes and took a light breath, since people insist on watching, then watch it.

"Hand over the Soul Mirror, I can leave you a whole corpse, otherwise, not only will you die, but the other two will also die, and they will die a miserable death. Jia Daochang spoke, and his gloomy voice matched the black robe, like a messenger from hell.

The Prison Soul Mirror was stolen by him from the master, and he didn't plan to go back to the underworld, relying on his own skills to get away in the world for a lifetime, but now for the sake of his younger brother who has been hung up, he must go back, but if he goes back without the Prison Soul Mirror, the high-level of the division will not kill him alive!

Wang Erxiao shuddered, his previous arrogance was somewhat restrained, and he took a step back and muttered: "This old pervert! Wang Mu, kill him quickly!"

"Hey...... Kill me?, it's up to you?" Jia Daochang shouted angrily, and in the next second, he moved.

How could a disciple of the dignified Hell Gate be killed by a nobody?

"Whoosh!"

The yin wind swept by, Jia Daochang's black robe flew up, and the peach wood sword on the table had already taken the first step to fly out, and he saw that the golden peach wood sword was glowing with a dark green aura, followed by Jia Daochang, who was dressed in dark green aura.

The darkness is illuminated in a dark green, and the wind gusts, like hell!

"Oh mom, buddy, hurry up!" Looking at this terrifying scene, Wang Erxiao didn't dare to pretend to be forced anymore, and turned around and ran away with a yell.

"Ding!"

Between the lightning and the fire, the peachwood sword was intercepted in front of Wang Mu's eyes, Wang Mu clamped the green sword tip between his fingers, and the two colored lights above his fingers were like spinning neon.

The strong impact caused the void to turbulent, creating a ripple around the fingers and the tip of the sword.

The wind is louder.

Jia Daochang frowned, staring at Wang Mu's eyes with a touch of consternation, he had already grasped the hilt of the sword, but he couldn't save half a step, and his whole body cultivation was all used, and he couldn't shake the nobody on the other side.

"Who the hell are you?" Looking at the unknown colored spiritual power, Jia Dao snorted.

Wang Mu's face was as cold as iron, and his indifferent voice spread in the wind, "Go to hell and ask the king of Hades." ”

The second the words fell, Wang Mu's fingers holding the tip of the opponent's sword flipped suddenly, and his other hand slapped out at the same time.