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Wu Ming wandered alone, his heart heavy, he wondered if he was wrong and shouldn't run away, so that maybe it wouldn't affect those innocent people.

"Father, am I wrong? However, I have waited for thousands of years to be reborn, and I have to sacrifice my life in exchange for life, do you want me to die in the Blue Dragon Empire and live another life in vain?"

At this moment, he was a little confused, hesitant, feeling that his life was a burden, and as soon as he appeared, he triggered the thunder of the sky, causing the lives to be ruined, and countless people within a radius of ten miles died tragically under the power of heaven, and then because of himself, the corpses in that place were all over the field, and everyone died overnight.

His mind was in a mess and he walked aimlessly.

The sky is getting dark, and God seems to have seen this human tragedy, and it is drizzling, as if to wash away the sins of the world.

"Young man, it's raining, come in and take shelter!"

At the door of a coffin shop with the door wide open, there was a bench that was clearly stained with the signs of age, and on the bench sat an old man, who was waving to him and giving up a place to come and take shelter from the rain.

He was in a heavy mood, hesitated, but walked over, wanting to find a stranger to vent!

"Young man, I see that you are preoccupied, but is there anything you can't think of?" the old man was very kind and took the initiative to talk to him.

"Uncle, if someone dies because of me, do you say, am I guilty of a great sin?"

The old man's eyelids jumped, a little surprised, how could such a young child say such a thing?

After a pause, he felt that Wu Ming was likely to have been hit by some kind of blow, and said, "Hmm... If you don't mind, I'd like to hear about it!"

Wu Ming's eyes were in a trance, looking at the gloomy void fixedly, and slowly said his confusion.

The old man listened quietly and did not interject until Wu Ming finished talking, then he pulled up his trouser legs, pointed to the prosthetic leg polished from wood and said, "Young man, my legs are broken, and I am drooping old, why are I still alive in the world?"

Wuming was a little surprised, he didn't expect this old man to be disabled, but he still said with some puzzlement: "Uncle, although you are nearing your life, who wants to die if you can live?"

"Hahahaha... Then let me ask you, the deceased are gone, and you have been saved, you are now looking for death, and those residents who died tragically may come back to life?"

The old man smiled heartily and spoke.

"Uncle, do you mean that I should live a good life?" asked Wuming.

The old man smiled, looked at him and said: "Live well, so as not to die unjustly in vain, you have two choices, the first one, live well, take care of the girl you said, to comfort the deceased!"

"Second, you can die, but you have to take revenge first, it's not that I have a bad deal with the Blue Dragon Empire, but a man's blood!"

Silent and silent, the old man's words were very pertinent, he was thinking, and after a while, he raised his head firmly and said: "I want both, revenge, we must revenge, and I have to keep my life!"

"Hehe, that's right! Old man, I opened this coffin shop for myself, but later, I figured it out, since I can live and enjoy a good time, why should I go to the underworld to suffer the sin of darkness and misery?"

"Uncle, give me a coffin!" Wu Ming said, looking at the coffins listed in the store.

"What do you want a coffin for?" the old man was puzzled!

"Kill someone, if you can kill him, give it to him, if not, keep it for me!" Wu Ming said.

The old man is solemn, this kid has too much hatred, he wants to break the kettle, and resolutely does not leave a way back for himself.

After a while, the old man waved his hand and said meaningfully: "Go and choose one yourself, you don't have to pay the money first, and it's not too late to give it when you come back!"

"Uncle Xie!"

On the dark street, because the light rain has just passed, it seems very lonely and desolate, a weak figure, carrying a wooden coffin, step by step, walked straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion, his eyes are firm, the blood is steaming, the surrounding rain evaporates, many pedestrians who occasionally come out, all look at him with a ghostly look, thinking that he is a madman.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhao Huangyin sat in the lobby and talked with the little fat man.

"Xiaoyou followed all the way, but the old man didn't know what to call it?"

"My surname is Xu, and my single name is a male!" the little fat man replied, his words concise, without the hip-hop of the past.

"Xu Xiong?"

Zhao Huangyin frowned, thoughtful, in his cognition, there seems to be no big family or power surnamed Xu in the Maso Continent, and the little fat man has a lot of money, how could his family not have heard of it at all.

Suddenly, the little fat man exclaimed: "What the hell is this kid doing without Ming, isn't Grandpa Xia Xin buried?"

When Zhao Huangyin heard this, he looked at it, and outside the lobby, there was a "bang", and a coffin was placed in front of the door in a daze.

"This is for Tan Jin, in the martial arts arena, I will kill him!"

The words full of murderous intent were spoken, and Wu Ming walked to Xia Xin's room with an indifferent expression.

......

Huo Ri, early in the morning, Xia Xin woke up, still sobbing, and Wu Ming comforted her, which barely calmed her down, and then left with the little fat man, and made peace with the other eight people, preparing to go to the imperial martial arts arena.

Outside the imperial capital, the Xuanwu Emperor personally greeted the two of them, and many ministers of the court and the central government had strange eyes, these two boys have been tormenting them a lot recently, but at this time, the two of them have a cold face, and Wuming even came with a coffin on his back, which made them very puzzled.

"Little Friends Day condolences change, please!"

Emperor Xuanwu had already learned from Zhao Huangyin that the old man who had saved Wuming had died tragically on the street, which angered him, so he didn't ask much.

In front, ten tall horses stood side by side, and there were already eight people sitting on them, six men and two women, Yan Chaofan, the girl in black and others were impressively in the column.

"Now, led by Wu Ming, you should work together to create the power of my Xuanwu Empire!"

The Xuanwu Emperor Lord's face was serious, and he explained briefly: "This time, it is a ranking battle between empires, which is contested by the younger generation, and the prescribed age is under fifteen, so everyone can rest assured, you are all the elites of the empire, all of you are the leaders of one side, and the future of the empire still depends on you!"

After a pause, he continued: "There are a total of forty participants in the four empires, and there are forty black feather medals in the martial arts arena, which are scattered everywhere, that is to say, you must get at least eleven to ensure that you will not be at the bottom, can you do it?"

"Live up to the emperor's trust!"

The shouts shook the sky, the eight teenagers and girls were full of blood and high morale, and at a glance, they really thought that they were sure of victory, but in fact, they had not gone out to fight, and they did not know the strength of the geniuses in the outside world, and they thought that they were invincible, except for Wu Ming.

The Xuanwu Emperor sighed secretly, this group of teenagers grew up under his nose, although the talent is very high, but compared to the geniuses of the other three empires, it is still a step behind, his real hope is a blank face, otherwise, he would not even go to the Qinglong Empire to discuss, and he would not even let Zhao Huangyin take them with him, just for fear of hitting the morale in advance, and he didn't even have the courage to fight.

"Okay, you guys go, no matter how much it is, it's useless, I can only guarantee that if you have a good result, when you come back, you will all have a heavy reward, the treasury, Ren Er, etc., for a year!"

"Wow!"

Everyone was excited, they envied Wuming for a long time, but they didn't expect that they also had the opportunity to enter the treasury, they were all inexplicably excited, which not only represents the treasure of heaven and earth, but also a kind of honor, an honor above all peers.

"Take the map, in this competition, the elders are not allowed to follow, everything can only rely on yourselves!"

Emperor Xuanwu personally stepped forward and took out ten maps to distribute to everyone, and then all the ministers boosted their morale, and after some greetings, everyone went on the road.

Along the way, Yan Chaofan was very unhappy, and kept squinting at Wuming, lingering on him for seriously hurting himself, until the little fat man turned around and looked at him with threatening eyes, he stopped, drove the horse, and galloped away.

Five days later, a group of people rushed to a wilderness, according to the map, the martial arts field was already very close, and then walked forward for more than an hour, ahead, began to appear some fierce beasts, everyone helpless, gave up their horses, walked forward, along the way killed a lot of fierce beasts such as brute rhinos, lightning leopards and so on.

"Wuming, put away your coffin first, it's too conspicuous to carry it like this!"

Huang Lao's granddaughter spoke, her voice was like a yellow warbler, tactful and powerful, she was still wearing a black tights, and her graceful carcass was perfectly outlined, and she looked around with some vigilance at this time and said.

"Look at the map, the martial arts arena is already very close, you guys go first, I'll go around alone!"

Wu Ming responded, and did not put down the coffin, he did this to attract the attention of some people with a heart, Tan Jin will definitely come to participate in the competition, and with his temperament, Wu Ming has reason to believe that he will definitely seek revenge on himself.

"What are you doing? The emperor said, with you as the leader, if you leave, what will we do?"

Another girl spoke, she had been watching during the bet that day, and knew how powerful Wu Ming was, so she didn't want him to leave.

"When I'm done with my business, I'll go to you! Yan Chaofan and Huang Rong will take you!"

Wuming was indifferent, turned around and left directly, wanting to kill Tan Jin before entering the martial arts arena, and the little fat man didn't say a word and followed.

"Forget Yan Huan, if they don't go, we can do it ourselves!" Yan Chaofan said, and there was a sense of relief in his tone.

He was suppressed by Wu Ming, and he was always in a depressed state, and when he saw him leave and finally showed his strength, he couldn't help but be a little excited.

After wandering around the periphery for two hours, except for a few fierce beasts, Wu Ming and the two of them found nothing, and the little fat man said: "Wu Ming, the Tan Jin you are talking about, will he have already entered?"

"Maybe, let's go, as long as he comes, sooner or later he will meet, this coffin, he is lying down!" Wu Ming's eyes flickered, the killing intent was obvious, and he still carried the coffin on his back, and ran in the direction of the martial arts arena as shown on the map.

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