Leaving Xiao Lian's residence, Wang Hao did not return to the camp directly.

After turning around, he finally walked into a teahouse.

The teahouse is located in the middle of nowhere, and the flow of customers is not large, but it is quite in line with Wang Hao's temperament, which makes him look at the surrounding environment twice.

Until he saw the wall of price here.

Pouting slightly, Wang Hao summoned a waiter from the teahouse and asked casually.

Under the guidance of the waiter, he searched for the door number and finally found the door of a private room.

seems to know that Wang Hao is coming.

Before he could knock on the door, the door of the chamber was opened from within.

The person who opened the door didn't say much, and stood sideways until Wang Hao stepped into the room, and then bowed to him a little respectfully.

Then, without waiting for Wang Hao to return the salute, the man turned around, closed the door, and began to skillfully arrange a soundproof barrier in the room.

Wang Hao was not polite to the other party, with his hands behind his back, and after looking at the layout of the room by himself, he walked straight into the room and sat down in front of the table first.

After a while, the man arranged everything, and then came to Wang Hao without saying a word.

Wang Hao motioned for the other party to sit down with his eyes, and then began to show off his "tea art" with great fanfare.

I have to say that the tea leaves in this teahouse are really good, at least much better than many teahouses with more luxurious decorations in the outside world.

The tea concocted by Wang Hao's hands, in addition to losing some spiritual power, is almost as good as the taste of the first batch of tea leaves in his divine country.

He didn't have the pretension to brew tea from his own god's country, this place was not his residence after all, and occasionally drinking tea outside could also be used as a temporary concoction.

The person sitting opposite Wang Hao on the opposite side was not a bystander, it was Qian Cheng who had been transferred from Wang Hao's position at this time to another centurion team to serve as a silver guard.

At the same time, he is also Wang Hao's defender.

Wang Hao made an appointment to meet Qian Cheng this time, naturally he had something important to discuss.

Today, he was attacked and killed, although he was finally killed by himself with absolute strength, but this matter cannot be revealed.

Wang Hao has always had revenge.

Although he did not leave a killer to ask in person, he also knew in his heart that there must be a great possibility that these people were instructed by Ren Wenchao.

Even if it's not the other party, then I have a long-standing grudge against him, and I don't mean wronged him!

At this time, he couldn't kill Ren Wenchao, but it didn't prevent him from taking a vicious breath.

That being said, though.

Although he has a lot of hole cards, most of them are not suitable for exposure at this time, and he really wants to face Ren Wenchao head-on, and he can't guarantee that he can really hold the opponent.

He didn't want to, he didn't get angry yet, but let the other party bite back.

That's a shame.

So, to be on the safe side, he needs to pull a strong helper.

In the room, even if a noise barrier was set up in advance, the conversation between the two was still communicated in a way that was transmitted into secret.

An hour later.

The two finally finished their discussion and left in turn.

......

Early the next morning.

At the gate of the fortress, Wang Hao came here early, lined up in front of the team out of the city, and followed the team out of the city slowly.

He didn't set off with the team.

First of all, what he is doing today must not be known to outsiders.

Secondly, after yesterday's battle, although the members of the centurion have gained a considerable amount, they have been seriously injured in terms of spirits and have not yet recovered.

He also happened to have a good reason to let them rest on their own in the fortress.

Outside the fortress gates.

Thousands of fist-sized spirit bees hung in the air far away, mixed with other flying spirit beasts, staring at the people out of the city all the time.

Even though Wang Hao has left, they are still firmly carrying out the tasks assigned by Wang Hao.

After Wang Hao left the city, they wanted to check the traces of Ren Wenchao's team from hundreds or thousands of hunting teams that went out.

Time passed slowly.

At this time, Wang Hao had already entered a far area inside the Spirit Beast Forest.

"Boom......"

The jet-black high-grade magic weapon flying sword was like the most loyal guard, drawing untouchable light and shadow, isolating the inside and outside of the ten zhang radius around Wang Hao.

All the spirit beasts that dared to approach were all harvested in an instant and died on the spot.

Along the way, he hadn't met an outsider for a long time.

It's supposed to be a no-man's land for the time being.

Wang Hao said in his heart.

After thinking about it, the extremely pure and huge divine consciousness instantly spread out from its body, alerting the surrounding area.

"Buzz ......"

After making sure that there was indeed no one around, Wang Hao waved his hand, and a full 100,000 spirit bee knights flew out of the crack in the kingdom of God, and their wings stirred up, making a dry sound.

The next moment, as Wang Hao's order was conveyed, they quickly marched towards the depths of the forest, and disappeared in an instant.

Direction of the fortress.

Under the prying eyes of the spirit bees, Ren Wenchao's team finally walked out of the city gate and began to march towards the spirit beast forest.

Through the connection of the Divine Kingdom, Wang Hao's consciousness then descended on the spirit bees who were in charge of monitoring each other, silently watching all this.

After a while, he finally roughly calculated the direction in which Ren Wenchao and the others were heading.

The next moment, Wang Hao withdrew most of his consciousness, wiped his hand, and played a transmission note into the distance, and then used his body to rush in the predetermined direction.

Afar.

After receiving Wang Hao's transmission note, Qian Cheng, who was dressed in disguise and had a greatly changed face, quickly killed the spirit beasts around him and withdrew from the battle.

He also did not lead the team out of the city, but pretended to be a loner.

Due to his identity, it is not appropriate for him to appear in front of Ren Wenchao with his true face now, otherwise it will be difficult to guarantee that he will not be angered by the other party in the future.

Fortunately, the "stealing the day" taught to him by Wang Hao just solved this problem.

......

The other side.

Ren Wenchao is heading towards the depths of the forest with the centurion team he belongs to.

Now he is far from the same as when he followed Su Qian, swiping his beard and slapping the horse.

During the march of the centurion, he rode a spirit beast in the foundation building period that looked like a wolf but not a wolf, like a tiger but not a tiger, and walked majestically in front of everyone.

He was already good-looking, but at this moment, under the backdrop of the bright silver armor guard armor, he looked even more heroic.

Behind him, a team of 100 people with a distinct system followed suit, adding a domineering spirit to it out of thin air.

At this moment, he already felt that he had reached a small peak in his life, and the arrogance in his heart seemed to be about to break through the sky.

Once upon a time, how could he have the scenery he has now?

Even in the sect, he is a figure like the pride of the sky, followed by a group of stalkers and horses, but he is far inferior to the current in terms of number and momentum.

After yesterday's run-in, he feels that he will play more brilliantly today.

Therefore, he only wished that the people's footsteps could be faster, and strive to reach the hunting place as soon as possible, so that he could play to his heart's content.

Set a small goal first, such as remembering in 1 second: book guest residence