"Here, cult villains are here!"

Outside the main hall, a disciple shouted and ran back from the exit of the ancient tomb with a panicked expression.

Everyone was shocked, and they all turned their heads back and looked into the distance, on the continuous palace, there were already several figures swishing and flickering, and a monstrous ghost aura suddenly spread over the entire underground tomb, making people open their mouths and look at some in front of them.

Wang Buer heard the movement outside and knew that the cult people were coming. Suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed, looking at Chen Xiaoyu, who was slightly nervous with a beautiful face next to him, and Li Bing, who had a cold and calm face, he said in a rather solemn tone: "Don't go out yet, if the situation is going to me, I'll look for you again!" ”

"No, my mission this time is to capture Liang Wen, how can I not go out!"

Li Bingjian raised her eyebrows, her tone was unquestionable, resolute and hard, ignoring Wang Buer, she strode towards the door of the main hall.

"Dead villain, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending, who doesn't know that you are a fool, look down on the old lady, who takes your love, don't stand in the way!"

Chen Xiaoyu also pretended, pouting, she glared at Wang Buer with wide eyes, shook his wide sleeves and swept his face, was changed to a short skirt to reveal her white legs, and she was wearing simple and delicate ancient costume cloth shoes under her feet, and strode out behind Li Bing.

Ahem

Wang Buer was swept by Chen Xiaoyu's sleeve and body fragrance made his heart flutter, watching the second daughter twist August 15 and walk out, which made him quite embarrassed and helpless, touched his nose depressed and speechless, and finally smiled bitterly, feeling that he was really too much to manage, smiled bitterly, and walked out with it.

Outside the hall, it was already lively and boiling, and everyone was in front of them. Wang Buji looked at the roof of the palace in front of him, where four or five figures appeared, lying on the roof of the palace.

The mouth is open with bloody fangs, the round bloody eyes are cloudy, the whole body is naked, covered with gray and black color, like a werewolf, the legs and feet are arched, and the nails are ten centimeters long, like a sharp scimitar, blooming with terrifying blood.

These figures are ghosts, frightening appearances, scary like mutants in Resident Evil, muddy and hideous ghosts, with a scarlet and gray tongue, sucking the long nails that killed countless lives in Tian's hands, dripping with a scarlet and piercing blood, as if provoking everyone, slowly tasting a drop of red wine, looking down on the underground people, as if a sumptuous meal, emitting a harsh ghost sound, making people unconsciously, has been ingested by these ghosts, frightened, weird and scary.

"Hehe, if you all escape here, it's okay, let's kill them together!"

A faint tone of a man's voice came, very calm and long, like an adult training a child-like tone, not angry or threatening, echoing in the vast and boundless underground tombs, passing on the ears and eyes of everyone, making people feel a sense of fear and endless killing intent.

Immediately after, a large number of people came out from behind the palace and stopped in front of everyone.

These people are all wearing ghost masks, dressed in black cloaks, like ghosts and gods interpreted in the West, which makes people nervous and afraid, and they are all holding a long scimitar, emitting a cold light, murderous aura.

There were hundreds of people, and the leader was a man dressed in a white Zhongshan costume.

This person wore a pair of gold-wire glasses, habitually and held the frame of the glasses with his hand, flashing a pair of yin owl weird eyes, slender body, decent face, Si Swenwen's physical appearance, about forty years old, looking at the so-called genius disciples of the Zhengdao Sect who were angry in front of him, and a strange sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth, feeling very ridiculous.

And this middle-aged man was also followed by two young men in black cloaks, but these two young people did not wear masks, they all looked arrogant, the corners of their mouths sneered, glancing at the disciples of the so-called righteous sect who had been defeated by them and collapsed, and their contemptuous eyes were full of banter and ridicule.

And among these people, half of the cloaked ghost-faced people are like a group of death, erected on this palace, carrying a coffin, and I don't know what kind of ghosts are in the coffin, hundreds of people, plus which six ghosts on the roof are like mutants, giving those sect disciples a deep fear, and their hearts have been cold for half a year, these young faces, miserable faces, they all have unwilling eyes, clenching their fists and the hilt of the sword in their hands, their hearts are full of anger and grievance, they all know, Today is a catastrophe.

Liang Wen's eyes were calm, with a gloomy face, a sneer on the corner of his mouth, under the angry eyes of many young people of the sect, he had a white Zhongshan suit all his life, as if he was an old professor who knew well, looking at these so-called young geniuses, showing a faint sneer, and no longer caring about their angry and murderous gaze.

However, when he saw Li Bing and Chen Xiaoyu who came out of the hall, and then Wang Bu'er who trotted out, Liang Wen's pair of grim eyes under his glasses were obviously stunned, revealing a flash of surprise, and in an instant, he glanced at Wang Bu'er, and the corners of his mouth drew a vicious sneer.

Obviously, Wang Buer also saw Liang Wen, and looked at the tomb square in a daze, there were hundreds of people and horses, unified black cloaks, and Liang Wen was dressed in a white Zhongshan suit, standing in it, showing such a prominent and eye-catching flock of cranes and chickens.

Walking in front of these cult villains, he looks like a big brother, he is really the so-called Young Master of the White Lotus Sect?

Although Wang Buer had already heard Li Bing tell it, he was still surprised when he saw Liang Wen in front of him. He knew that Liang Wen's previous appearance as a businessman was basically pretended, how could he suddenly change roles and become a member of the White Lotus Sect, a cult that did not do great evil?

"I really can't imagine it, little master, you and I can meet here, it seems that there is really fate!"

Liang Wen's demeanor was elegant and elegant, not angry, and his tone was smiling, when he heard it in everyone's ears, it was indeed full of endless killing intent, and the slow and faint voice echoed in the ancient tomb, making people fearful.

Suddenly, those disciples of the Righteous Path Sect were shocked, their eyes were stunned, and they all looked at the door of the main hall, which Wang Fuji with a beautiful face, everyone was full of confusion, wondering if this guy could not know the young master of the White Lotus Sect.

Wang Buer's face was expressionless, ignoring everyone's strange gaze, he frowned slightly, his pupils were shining, and he looked at Liang Wen, who was wearing a white tunic in the distance, with a sneer, although his heart was full of disdain and doubts at the moment, when he also figured it out, his heart gradually calmed down, and the corners of his mouth showed a disdainful sneer.

"Boss Liang, I really don't think you're still a member of the White Lotus Sect, it's really hard for me to believe!"

Wang Buji sneered, and said leisurely unhurriedly, his expression seemed to be full of indifference, and he seemed relaxed.

Liang Wen looked comfortable, habitually used his right hand to support the gold wire glasses on his eyes, his sinister and vicious gaze squinted at Wang Buer, he couldn't wait to split this stinky boy who did bad things for him.

remembered that when he was in the Liang family before, it was this stinky boy who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the sky again and again ruined his Liang family's overall plan, and he had to use the second plan, which made him lose a lot of things.

Therefore, Liang Wen issued an order to appreciate the pursuit and killing, and the bounty of one million was to put Wang Fuji to death, but what Liang Wen didn't expect was that this stinky boy could still live until now, which really made Liang Wen angry.

"It seems that the little master already knows something that he shouldn't know, hehe, he is really young and promising!"

Liang Wen's expression was sven, with a friendly smile on his face, and he said softly, unable to see his hostility at all. However, this is even more terrifying.

"There's nothing more to say, good and evil are incompatible, if you want my life, just take it!"

Wang Buer sneered, his eyes bloomed, his tone was tough and domineering, knowing that it was inevitable, he didn't want to talk about those nonsense, it was better to fight happily.

"Okay, good, it's really a hero out of a young man, and the little master is so arrogant, why don't you die with them!"

Liang Wen sneered, his golden wire glasses flashed with murderous intent, and his eyes looked at Wang Fuji above the hall viciously.

"Don't stay alive!"

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