Murderous intent is pervasive.

Many people in the convoy subconsciously shuddered and screamed.

"It's the Yanshan Bandit!"

"How can it be a Yanshan thief? We're just walking around the road outside!"

"What should I do?

There was a half-loud sound.

Then, everyone in the convoy immediately looked at the old man in brocade.

The duel just now was still imprinted in their minds.

Although the old man in brocade lost, there is no doubt that this old guy is really awesome!

Whether he can survive or not depends on the old man in brocade!

And at the same time.

The middle-aged people in the team panicked.

A flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and the middle-aged man with the scar immediately stood up and shouted, "Stop!"

The voice is high-pitched.

It's a pity.

No one cares about him?

Only the leader of the Yanshan thieves flashed with doubt in his eyes.

Just about to speak.

Seeing the face of the old man in brocade, he sank suddenly, and then, with an irritable look on his face, he stomped his feet violently!

A burst of cheers, resounding in the sky!

"Die!"

One kick!

One word!

The terrifying power erupted in an instant, and an indescribable force roared in the void, accompanied by a popping sound, and the bodies of many Yanshan thieves with smirks on their faces froze there, and then, their bodies burst open and turned into clouds of blood mist.

Just now, the leader of the Yanshan thieves said, no one will be left!

But now, he has become a thief in Yanshan!

The entire sixty-seven Yanshan thieves, including the leader of the Yanshan thieves at the peak of the Divine Mansion Realm, did not even have the slightest strength to resist, and disappeared between heaven and earth, shattered to pieces, as if they had never appeared.

"Humph!"

The old man in brocade snorted lightly.

The depression and anger in my heart have dissipated a lot.

The scar was middle-aged and confused.

Looking at the blood-colored ground around him, his face turned as white as paper.

The Yanshan thieves who have been crisscrossing the Yanlai Mountain for nearly a hundred years have killed countless people, how many people's nightmares? Now, they have disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Dead, dead!

What about the task?

Made!

After going back, the housewife saw that Ye Dong was not dead, and she was waiting for others, wouldn't she be dead?

I shuddered!

The middle-aged man of Scar gasped, glanced at Wang Bao, and there was endless hatred in his eyes, if it weren't for Wang Bao, an uninvited guest, Ye Dong would definitely die!

...

...

Half an hour later.

Eat and drink enough.

The team started again.

But there is one more person in the team, and that is the old man in brocade.

If he lost the bet, Wang Bao didn't give him a single skewer, which made the old man in brocade angry, but he didn't know what to do, which was called a depression.

Because of the cat demon's miracle, now he is shameless and wants to use strength, and he doesn't have much confidence!

And for Wang Bao, the old man in brocade clothes is also more and more frightened, it seems that Wang Bao is only a cultivation in the middle of the Qi Sea, but sometimes it shows a trace of breath, which can be compared to the foundation building realm!

This strange cultivation made the old man in brocade have a trace of jealousy towards Wang Bao.

in the carriage.

The cat demon once again had a belly facing the sky, and his belly was round, and it seemed that he was really full, but his tail was horizontal between his abdomen, so that Wang Bao no longer had the idea of peeping.

Wang Bao squinted his eyes, as if he was sleeping.

The old man in brocade is very bored, he travels all over the world, he is idle, he is idle, following Wang Bao, he can always find a chance to pit some skewers, his eyes rolled, the old man in brocade suddenly smiled, "Little brother, those guys in the team are obviously not good people, you don't care?"

Wang Bao glanced at the old man in brocade, pouted and said, "What do you care about what they do?

The old man in brocade said, "Little brother, how about discussing it?" You give me a whole meal of skewers, and I will help you solve the trouble, how about it?"

Wang Bao rolled his eyes and ignored him.

The old man in brocade was not in a hurry, smiled slightly, and stopped talking, he believed that there would always be a chance.

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...

Daqian Wangcheng.

The convoy slowly drove in, and Ye Dong looked at the royal city that seemed to be like a behemoth, and his eyes flashed with unease.

Ye Dong.

The illegitimate son of Wu Wenhou.

However, Ye Dong only recently learned about this identity, he grew up in the border pass, mixed in the market, and because of his good character, he was often bullied since he was sensible, his mother died early, his father didn't know, and the owner of a rice shop adopted him, but treated him like a slave.

suddenly became the son of Wu Wenhou, and to this day, Ye Dong is still a little unbelievable.

The Great Qian Dynasty was founded for a hundred years, and its strength is comparable to that of a medium-sized sect, and Marquis Wu Wen is the contemporary prince of Qian, and his strength is the pinnacle of Shenfu.

The convoy stopped in front of the Wuwen Marquis' Mansion.

The middle-aged man with scar and the others walked up to Wang Bao with stiff expressions and said, "Brother... Brother, we're here, goodbye, hopefully..."

I'm not done.

I saw Wang Bao walking to Ye Dong's side and hugging Ye Dong.

The faces of the middle-aged people with scars changed, and they were extremely ugly, and the old man in brocade clothes who got out of the car walked over leisurely, and the middle-aged people with scars were even more cold.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

Scar walked to the inner courtyard of Wu Wenhou's mansion and met Wu Wenhou's eldest wife, Zhang.

"Madam..."The middle-aged man of Scar was about to kneel down in fear.

But before he could kneel, Zhang's face was cold, and with a flick of his big hand, the middle-aged man with the scar suddenly flew out, hit the wall, and spit out a mouthful of blood!

Zhang Shi said coldly, "I can't do this little thing well, what do I want you to do! Give me an honest explanation, what happened? That kid, how did he enter the city alive?"

The middle-aged man smeared a handful of blood from the corners of his mouth, with a frightened expression on his face, and told everything in detail.

The more Zhang listened, the more shocked he became.

The more I listened, the more ugly my face became.

In the end, she was a little speechless.

Bad luck!

I can only consider myself unlucky!

Who would have thought that someone would be pulled casually on the way and run into an old man casually, so awesome!

"I wanted to make a fortune for my daughter!" Zhang muttered.

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...

It was getting dark soon.

Wang Bao and the old man in brocade were both arranged very well, mainly because Scar was too scared in middle age.

Ye Dong, on the other hand, was summoned by Wu Wenhou overnight.

Half an hour later.

Ye Dong came out of Wu Wenhou's study, his face was pale, trembling all over, he was led by the guards in the Hou Mansion, and walked forward mechanically, for a long time, Ye Dong's desperate pupils revealed a touch of hope, gritted his teeth, and let the guards take him to find Wang Bao.

Close the door.

Ye Dong knelt down directly in front of Wang Bao and said pleadingly, "Brother Bao, save me!"

Wang Bao hurriedly pulled Ye Dong up and said depressedly, "What are you doing, I can't afford to do such a big gift! What's the matter, tell Brother Bao, if you can solve it, I'll help you solve it!"

Ye Dong had a sad look on his face, tears flowed out, and said, "Brother Bao, my father wants to harm me!, can you take me away?"

The corners of Wang Bao's eyes twitched.

it!!

Your dad is going to hurt you?

Is that really your own father?