His goal has been achieved, and he has done everything he should have done for Nameless. If he is poisoned and assassinated in the future, it has nothing to do with him.

Coming out of the Zhonghua Pavilion, Wang Yan turned around and walked in the direction of Ma Shi.

After buying a high-quality horse from the market, Wang Yan ran all the way for more than ten days and finally rushed back to Tianxiahui.

After telling him about the affairs of Wushuang City, Xiongba did not blame him, but asked him to go down and rest.

"After killing the human face envoy, Xiongba didn't feel jealous of me, and it seems that the mud bodhisattva hasn't given him the following criticism." Wang Yan thought about it as he walked towards the place where he lived, just in time to see Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng and Qin Shuang coming towards him.

"Senior Brother Shuang, Senior Brother Yun, Senior Brother Feng, seeing that you are in a hurry, didn't something big happen?"

Seeing the appearance of the three people, Wang Yan hurriedly stopped them and asked.

"It's not a big deal!"

Qin Shuang glanced at Bu Jingyun, and then said, "The master asked the three of us to go to find the mud bodhisattva, but there was a little accident. ”

"Something happened? What accident? ”

Hearing Qin Shuang's words, Wang Yan's heart suddenly burst into his heart, and his intuition told him that the plot might have changed again.

"The mud bodhisattva is dead! He committed suicide by poisoning right under our noses. ”

"Suicide by poisoning?"

Wang Yan thought in his heart, and then asked, "Did he say anything before he died?" How long has it been since then? ”

"The mud bodhisattva said a very strange thing, 'I didn't expect it to be really said by him', and I don't know what it means. As for the time, it's almost ten days! ”

Qin Shuang shook his head and looked at Wang Yan with a hint of suspicion in his eyes. "Could it be that Senior Brother Yan knows what's going on?"

"I'm just asking casually, after all, he is the number one warlock in the rivers and lakes, and his death is really a bit inexplicable."

Hearing Qin Shuang's words, Wang Yan was suddenly shocked in his heart, and hurriedly pretended to be indifferent and said.

"Well, if there is nothing else to do, I'll go and report to the master first."

"Alright, I'm going back to rest too."

After Wang Yan finished speaking, he turned around and walked in the direction of his residence, Qin Shuang looked at Wang Yan's back slowly moving away, with a look of thought on his face.

"Senior Brother Frost suspects that the death of the Mud Bodhisattva is related to Senior Brother Yan?"

Bu Jingyun withdrew his gaze from Wang Yan, looked at Qin Shuang and asked.

"I just feel that Senior Brother Yan's reaction is a little strange." Qin Shuang shook his head, "Don't talk about this, let's hurry up and report to the master." ”

After working on the chair for ten minutes, Wang Yan's agitated mood finally calmed down.

Since the first time he told Xiongba's fortune, the mud bodhisattva has been hiding and hiding, and he has not shown up for ten years.

Ants are still stealing life, and mud bodhisattvas who see through the fate of others naturally cherish it even more.

It's just that Wang Yanzhen didn't expect that the mud bodhisattva would commit suicide and end his life so hastily.

"According to the development of the plot, the next step should be that the world will attack Wushuang City, and the daughter of the hero, Youruo, will also appear by my side. But before I do that, I have one more important thing to deal with. ”

Holding the Chixiao Sword in his hand, Wang Yan left towards the outside of the main altar of the World Association.

As the No. 1 gang in the rivers and lakes, there are many disciples in the world, and the daily consumption of food and clothing is naturally huge. In this way, it is necessary to be close to the settlements of ordinary people, and preferably to have large bazaars.

After all, martial arts masters are not immortals who can escape from heaven and earth, and it is impossible to reach the realm of Bigu.

"City God Temple? This is it! ”

Looking up at the plaque above, a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of Wang Yan's mouth.

There used to be a terrifying master of drug use on the rivers and lakes, called Bi Xitian, the king of drugs.

Xiongba surrendered to him, hoping that he would surrender to the Tianxia Society. But Bi Xitian was arrogant and did not agree, and was finally killed by the male tyrant who killed more than 20 members of the family on the spot, and only his wife Rong Po escaped by luck and hid in the City God Temple at the foot of Tianxiahui Mountain waiting for the opportunity for revenge.

"Although it is difficult to reach the hall of elegance, it is also a very powerful means of attack. It's as good as a nameless toss to die and come back to life, and it's necessary for me to study it. ”

Wang Yan stepped into the temple and saw an old woman in her sixties sitting on a futon and chanting scriptures.

Chenghuang is one of the important gods of the ancient Chinese people, and was later incorporated into it by Confucianism, and is generally regarded as the god who guards the city.

For these things like gods and ghosts, Wang Yan didn't believe it at first, thinking that it was feudal superstition. However, more nonsense than superstition has happened, is it worth making a fuss about the ghosts and gods in this world?

Bowing to the portrait of the city god, Wang Yan sat cross-legged on the futon like an ordinary person.

He did not come to the City God Temple to worship the gods or sacrifice, but to the Rong Po next to him.

However, as the wife of the poison king Bi Xitian, how could Rong Po not be jealous after discovering Wang Yan. If you make a rash move, it will be easy to kill Rong Po, but the other party's poison is not a joke.

Wang Yan was looking for an opportunity to kill Rong Po with one blow when he relaxed his mind.

After about ten minutes, Rong Po finally finished reciting the scriptures.

"This donor is polite, I don't know if I came to the City God Temple to sacrifice or want to set up an immortal tablet?"

Rong Po looked at Wang Yan with a hint of imperceptible murderous intent in her eyes.

The City God Temple is at the foot of the Tianxia Society, and those who come here are either disciples of the Tianxia Society or martial arts people who surrender to the Tianxia Society. For Rong Po, these people are heinous thieves. Moreover, no matter how Wang Yan said it, he is also the hall master of the World Shadow Sword Hall, and it is understandable that ordinary people don't know it, so how could Rong Po not know.

"In Xia Wang Yan, I want to set up an immortal ranking for my master."

Wang Yan arched his hand at Rong Po, and his mind had been paying close attention.

But all martial arts people generally bring important cheats with them, and what they do is that they can often take them out to confirm each other.

The purpose of Wang Yan's visit this time was the poison technique of the poison king Bi Xitian, not just to kill people. Otherwise, just stand outside the City God Temple and use the forty-meter sword qi to make a few clicks, how can you use such trouble.

"It turned out to be the king's benefactor! Come with me! ”

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Rong Po was murderous, and then quickly disappeared without a trace.

If it weren't for Wang Yan's mind all on Rong Po, he probably thought it was a hallucination.

The two of them came to the apse of the City God Temple one after the other, which is the place where many immortal rankings are placed. At a glance, there are hundreds of dense ranks, not to mention hundreds, these are all set up by the people nearby, hoping that the city god can bless the safety of his relatives.