In fact, not long after Wang Yun was taken away, he died of depression and died by the river, saying that after Wang Yun left, he ran to the river all day to watch the fish in the water, and one day, he saw Wang Yun beckoning to him under the water, smiling kindly, so he rushed over to apologize......

"I just don't like the way you look at you, and you've never put people in your eyes. Wang Erbao was about to return to the sect to practice the exercises, thinking about giving Shang Yunmu some color at the end, and with a wave of his hand, an 18cm thin needle appeared in the hands of the five teenagers behind him. "Kill me!" he smiled wickedly at Shang Yunmu, and then gestured to his neck with a killing motion.

The Thorn Vine Silver Sword was withdrawn, and Shang Yunmu was exposed in the clearing.

"The sin deserves it. Shang Yunmu laughed at himself, in fact, being tortured by Wang Erbao like this now is a kind of redemption for him, in the last life, he didn't have the opportunity to apologize to Wang Situ, and this time he can finally taste it.

The disciples of the Outer Gate of the Desolate Sect did not dare to offend the senior brother of the Outer Gate, Wang Erbao, so they could only take Shang Yunmu as a sacrifice. Seeing that he was tortured again, the disciples actually couldn't help it, they had no grievances or hatreds, who would want to do such a thing!

"You have to work hard. Wang Erbao smiled like a demon, seeing the enemy who killed his father, this young man who was only seventeen years old couldn't control his words and deeds at all. In his previous life, he didn't have the opportunity to slash the enemy, but in this life, he was reborn on this continent, and he worked hard to cultivate so that one day he could meet Shang Yunmu again.

Seeing that everyone was not ruthless, Wang Erbao rushed forward and kicked away the two sect disciples who were blocking in front of him, "What are you doing? Do you sympathize with this kid?" Wang Erbao roared, his eyes cracked, "Do you know what he did to my father back then, do you know what kind of tragic situation my father was like when he died?"

Wang Erbao picked up a 15cm thin needle and inserted it into his arm viciously. There was a terrible scream, and the disciples of the sect couldn't bear to look at it and turned their heads sideways, the crisp sound of perforations in the bones under Shang Yunmu's arms, and the creaking sound of blood dripping with bones.

"I owe it to your father, so let your son collect the debt. Shang Yunmu's voice was hoarse in pain, and he felt that his lower body was as if it had been scrapped, panting like a dog. After being bitten by the bone heart python, not only his legs, but also obvious were much more fragile than other parts of his body, and he was more sensitive to pain, and he felt torn when he touched it.

After Wang Erbao pulled out the fine needle, he stepped on Shang Yunmu's head with one foot, and kicked it fiercely.

"Tsk. The disciple was terrified.

Shang Yunmu rolled on the ground in pain, covered in blood, like a demon who had escaped from hell, and his face was full of hideousness.

Seeing Shang Yunmu rolling in the cage, the teenagers were frightened, "Don't really make trouble, the head knows, we can't avoid punishment." Someone among the disciples said, and then everyone hurried to the mountain gate as if they had seen a wild cat with a plague, and avoided it. No one wants to be involved in this matter, although Wang Erbao swore that the responsibility for killing Shang Yunmu was on him, but something really happened, under the iron rod of the elder of the Discipline Hall Zhu Xin, maybe he would bite it indiscriminately.

For Wang Erbao, if it weren't for the coercion of Wang Erbao and the fear of his way of bullying his brothers, these disciples would not have participated in such an action to torture Shang Yunmu. Wang Erbao saw that the junior disciples were hiding behind him, and let out a sneer, saying in his heart that these disciples were really cowardly, and then his eyes moved to Shang Yunmu's body, "Do you want to die right now!" I tell you, I won't let you get your wish, my father was tortured in the Taishi Mansion back then, and I want to get it back." And that Dong Zhuo, for the sake of a fragment of the soul, tortured my father and forced him to death, I will also get it back!"

When Shang Yunmu vaguely heard the words "Divine Soul Fragment" in a drowsy state, he didn't have much reaction at first, because he had also heard Xu Chu and Cao Xian'er talk about it before, it was the supreme treasure of the mainland, and every Xuan Master with "Divine Soul Fragment" could open the second realm, that is, to cultivate again on the first level of realm, which was reincarnated. However, when he had no intention of thinking about it, he felt extremely frightened, in his previous life, he already had such a thing as a "Divine Soul Fragment"? Wasn't it a product of this continent? What kind of secrets did Dong Zhuo and Wang Yun have behind them?

"I owe you, this injury should be almost enough! Kill me now, even if I pay the debt, otherwise if I don't die today, I will definitely pay it back again in the future!" Shang Yunmu struggled to get up. He felt that he no longer owed Wang Erbao anything.

This moment made Wang Erbao stunned and dumbfounded. Could it be that he is really iron-beaten? He can still get up like this.

Wang Erbao raised a foot and kicked out a small stone on the ground fiercely, and the stone mixed with the mysterious power on his foot smashed directly into Shang Yunmu's head, seeing that a breath appeared in his hair, and blood was gurgling.

Seeing this unsightly disgusting filth, everyone was disdainful and panicked in their hearts, only Wang Erbao was tired of it, and said with a smile:

"If you're not starving, then I'll give you a chance to kill me. ”

"Just me. I hope you won't regret not killing me now, I won't show mercy to you in the future, I owe you the Wang family is already clean!" Shangyun Mi endured the severe pain and responded, whether it was in the Three Kingdoms or in this life, he had a kind of stubbornness in his bones, even if it hurt again, he would not cry, because Father Xu has always taught him that the people and men of Xiliang can't cry or kneel, either they live innocently, or they die straightforwardly.

The thunder swept by, the wind suddenly rose, and a black wind rushed into the depths of the sect from above.

The sudden immortal aura in the mountain gate of the Great Wilderness Sect surged like a tide, mighty, and the majestic momentum made people feel shocked in their hearts, looking at the empty surroundings, thunder and lightning were combined, only the soul gate was a golden light, and there was a sense of solemnity in the majesty.

Then at the location of the heart of the sect, Haotian Sword Pavilion, there was a bell that rang through the heavens and the earth-

The rumbling bell was much louder than the thunder around it, and after three sounds, it had already directly dispersed the sword vine that Wang Erbao had created again beside Shang Yunmu. The spiky vines like fish scales burrowed back under the ground, and the last vine turned into a sword and flew back into Wang Erbao's hand, shaking his arm numb.

"What is this, I haven't heard this bell in a year since I entered the door. ”

"yes, the bell rings so strangely, it makes my head hurt. ”