Chapter 163: Forever
(Sorry for the late update today.) Yesterday on May Day, the old classmates warmly invited each other to go out for a drink, but they were drunk and lay down, and they only got up this afternoon, with a splitting headache, and they forced themselves to finish the two chapters, brothers, don't blame. οΌ
didn't say hello to Tan Yiming, Wu Liang was originally going to leave directly, but as soon as he left the gate of Zhenlongtang, he was blocked by someone.
"Sect Master Wu, are you leaving?"
Tan Yiming's face was not very good-looking, if a day ago, he wished that Wu Liang would get out immediately, but now Wu Liang can't leave.
The culprit is gone, who will bear the anger of Yushuimen.
"Ahem, Brother Tan, as the master of a hall, has too many things to do, and Wu is always good at bothering Brother Wu."
Wu Liang's face showed a hint of shyness, as if he was really embarrassed to eat and drink for nothing here.
Tan Yiming's face was gloomy, and he had Wu Liang's heart, they were all bastards, pretending to be ghosts.
But now is not the time to deal with him about this, he has been based in the demon capital for decades, and it would be a lie to say that he doesn't know the power of the Jade Water Gate.
Now that he has offended the disciples of Yushuimen, fortunately, it is not him who is doing it, but Wu Liang, as long as this guy is left here, presumably Yushuimen will not find trouble with Zhenlongtang.
After all, the relationship between Zhenlongtang and Yushuimen is not something that can be explained in a few words, with Wu Liang in front of him, Zhenlongtang should be fine.
Thinking of this, Tan Yiming hurriedly showed a smile on his face, and said eagerly: "Sect Master Wu is too polite, I want you to come to the Demon Capital for the first time, right?" The location of Zhenlong Hall is just a corner of the magic capital, and it is a pity that the charm of the magic capital is not seen with your own eyes. It's better for Grandmaster Wu to stay for a few more days, so that Tan can fulfill the friendship of the landlord. β
"That's what my brother said, it's just too troublesome for my brother!" Wu Liang's voice just fell. Tan Yiming's face was overjoyed, who expected Wu Liang to smile and say: "But this time I really don't have time, or wait for next time, when the time comes, I will trouble my brother, don't mind." β
Tan Yiming's face turned red, and he couldn't wait to scold, you bastard. I want to run away after beating someone, how can it be so cheap.
Yushuimen's face is not so easy to cut, although Zhenlongtang has the confidence to not be afraid of Yushuimen's criticism. But there will always be a big price to pay when the time comes.
He, Tan Yiming, as the helmsman of Zhenlong Hall, may have to carry this black cauldron at that time, and it is not impossible to be regarded as an outcast, so how can Wu Liang leave easily.
"Grandmaster Wu. Why don't you stay for two days? Tan Yiming's face became cold. The bent waist also straightened up.
"What if I don't want to stay?" Wu Liang glanced at Tan Yiming with a smile, "Could it be that the hall master wants to force Wu to stay?" β
He didn't know what the background of Zhenlong Hall was, if Wu Liang might still be afraid in the past, now that he has restored the Jindan realm and condensed the eighty-one innate sword yuan, if he uses immortal power to urge, Sanhua will not be able to escape death.
It's good that Zhenlongtang doesn't stop himself, but don't blame himself for trying tricks on this old ghost.
Speaking of which, he was fat and beat up the people of Yushuimen, and Tan Yiming also asked for it. He came to Zhenlongtang just to avoid the suspicion of the Shenwu Department, and Tan Yiming, an old ghost, actually wanted to calculate himself. It's good that you didn't bother him.
Tan Yiming's face changed uncertainly, and he hesitated in his heart, he saw Wu Liang's easy victory over Nanquan at the beginning.
Zhenlongtang is strong, but Wu Liang is not good at stubble.
If he used Zhenlongtang's hole cards, he was sure to leave Wu Liang, but now he turned his face with Wu Liang, once he couldn't keep Wu Liang, he would completely offend Wu Liang.
Being stared at by a powerhouse of at least half a step in the Three Flowers Realm, if the other party does not die for a day, then they will be terrified for a day.
After weighing it in his heart for a moment, the corners of Tan Yiming's mouth twitched slightly, and he said in a muffled voice for a long time: "Then the old man won't send it, Sect Master Wu will go slowly!" β
This is Tan Yiming's final decision, it's one thing to stop Wu Liang or not, at most, he can take the initiative before Yushuimen finds him.
But once Wu Liang is forcibly stopped, maybe Zhenlongtang will have to suffer huge losses, and it is not cost-effective at all for the sake of an initiative.
He has controlled Zhenlong Hall for many years, and has fought with the Shenwu Department for so many years without falling behind, Tan Yiming is undoubtedly a qualified leader.
As for whether Yushuimen will retaliate against Wu Liang, Tan Yiming is too lazy to think about it, it is better to let them break the bloodstream.
Wu Liang glanced at him deeply, a smile appeared on his face, and he raised his legs and left.
Tan Yiming is not stupid, but I don't know if Lu Dao was kicked in the head by a donkey yesterday, but he actually dared to calculate himself and the people of Yushuimen, but he was not small.
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On the outskirts of the Magic City, in a retro manor.
"Senior brother! You must help me this time, kill that bastard, and destroy the Zhenlong Hall! β
The young man who spoke spoke in a resentful tone, and the anger in his heart almost annihilated his reason at the thought of being trampled into the dirt and being ravaged by others yesterday.
Chang lazily picked up the purple clay pot and took a sip lightly, the cold wind swept by, and the long hair of the shawl was swayed, but he was noncommittal to the young man's words.
"Senior brother!"
Seeing that the senior brother was silent, the young man couldn't help but increase his tone.
Chang Wuji, who was outside the divine object, seemed to have just woken up, glanced back at him lazily, and said lightly: "Zhenlong Hall is still useful." β
"Senior brother, they actually dare to deceive me Yushuimen, can you bear this?"
Chang Wuji stared at him, and said word by word: "Zhenlong Hall, don't move!" β
The air seemed to be three points colder, and the young man trembled, and said with a wince: "Then you can't just forget it, that bastard almost beat me to death, do you want the faΓ§ade of Yushuimen anymore?" β
Chang Wuzhi smiled disdainfully, picked up the purple clay pot and continued to drink tea, as if he didn't hear the meaning of the young man's words at all.
"Senior brother, if you don't care, I'll go find Senior Sister!" The young man was also angry, he was beaten half to death, and it was impossible to just forget it.
"You dare!"
Chang Wuji, who had just been calm and breezy, was furious, and smashed the stone table in front of him with one palm, his eyes flashing with fierceness.
The young man's body trembled, and he forcibly met Chang Wuji's gaze with timidity, the dazzling gaze made him tremble, and he trembled: "You don't care, can't I find Senior Sister." β
Chang Wuji snorted coldly, and that cold face flashed in his mind.
"Chen Wudao. This is the last time! If you dare to make trouble for me again, I'll kill you!" β
Chang indefinitely left a bad word, flicked his sleeves and turned around and left.
Chen Wudao, who stayed in place, kept changing. It wasn't until Chang left indefinitely that he showed a trace of resentment, and said fiercely: "Damn bastard! Isn't there an elder who is Lao Tzu, he hasn't broken through Sanhua for so many years, it's just a waste, what qualifications do you have to threaten Lao Tzu! β
"Divine Sect? Hmph, it's better to lose both ways and kill Chang Wuji, this bastard. When the time comes, they will all die! β
Chen Wudao's face was hideous, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.
The other party is a person from the Divine Sect, but he didn't tell Chang Wuji, otherwise this beating would have been in vain. Regardless of whether Chang Wuji wins or loses this time, he doesn't need to care about the future.
It would be best if Chang Wuqi slaughtered that guy, and then the Divine Sect would definitely retaliate against Chang Wuji, as for Chang Wuji, if he was slaughtered. He will definitely not give up. The bastard of the Divine Sect couldn't escape the pursuit of the Three Flower Venerables.
Whether it is Chang Wuji or Wu Liang, they are all damned people in his eyes, and it is good that both of them are dead.
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"Ahh
Wu Liang sneezed at the top of his eyes and muttered, "You won't find it so soon, can the sect disciples go out of the mountain casually?" β
Huang San, who was concentrating on driving, didn't hear what Wu Liang said, so he couldn't help but turn around and ask, "Master, what is out of the mountain?" β
"Drive your car, hurry up for me. Haven't you been to Longxi yet? β
Wu Liang didn't want to provoke the sect disciples now, as long as he went to Longxi. The Guardian Venerable of the Divine Sect would definitely not care.
Yushuimen is at the bottom of the strength of the thirty-six factions, and he will definitely not dare to provoke the people of the Divine Sect, even if the people of the Yushuimen are bold and have to fight to the death with the Divine Sect, it has nothing to do with Wu Ye.
Although the relationship between the thirty-six factions is not clear to themselves, they can guess from their land division and rule, and it is definitely not the same mind anyway.
Wu Liang was leisurely and contented, but Chang Wuji, who was dozens of miles away behind him, frowned.
"They are Longxi warriors?"
"Back to the envoy, Wu Liang is a martial artist in Longxi, his strength is unfathomable, and the first Nanquan Grandmaster on the ground list is not his opponent."
The old man sitting in the passenger seat looked back and replied respectfully, with an indescribable strange color on his face.
Chang Wuji frowned and glanced at him, and said lightly: "Liu Chenzi, I don't need you to provoke you to do things indefinitely, it's enough to do your part." β
defeated Nanquan, all he asked was the origin of the other party, is it necessary to add this sentence deliberately, I really can't think of myself as a fool.
"Don't dare! The envoy taught a lesson. β
The corners of Liu Chenzi's mouth curled slightly, and he turned his head to stop looking at him with a perfunctory sentence.
Chang Wuji was secretly angry in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that this guy was still useful, he would kill him with his attitude, when would an ant dare to do this to himself.
The car was quiet, and the driver didn't seem to hear anything, and continued to drive forward as fast as he could.
After a long time, Liu Chenzi in front of him suddenly said loudly: "Envoy, you are about to enter Longxi, are you still chasing?" β
Chang Wuzhi frowned, his fingers lightly knocked on the car window, and only after a few minutes did he say coldly: "Chase, I haven't visited the master of the Divine Sect for a long time, since I am here this time, it is not good to be rude." β
Born in Longxi, he can defeat Chen Wudao's waste, which means that the other party is a person from the Divine Sect nine times out of ten.
However, he often has nothing to fear, he has killed a half-step disciple of the Sanhua realm, even if he kills the other party in the Longxi realm, what can the Divine Sect do.
The other party stirs up the storm in the secular martial arts, which may represent the strength of the other party in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of the sect disciples, it has another meaning.
It is absolutely impossible for a real core disciple to show his face in the world, and Wu Liang's move is tantamount to telling others that he is not valued at all in the Divine Sect, and there is no backstage, just a powerful ant.
An ant, how can he compare with him, Chang Wuji, who had not yet made up his mind, suddenly sentenced Wu Liang to death.
Chen Wudao is also a disciple of Yushuimen, as he said, he represents the face of Yushuimen, how can he be tarnished by such a small person.
Liu Chenzi, who had his back to Chang Wuji, showed a smile on his face, and sure enough, Chang Wuji's reaction was not beyond his expectations.
To say that he is proud is to exalt him, this kind of sectarian martial artist who has not undergone life and death experience, in addition to having a better background and more resources, what qualifications do you have to look down on secular martial artists.
Hiding the disdain in his eyes deeply, Liu Chenzi sneered in his heart, not knowing what kind of performance it would be if Lu Dao was known by Yushuimen and Chang died in the hands of Wu Liang indefinitely. (To be continued......)