At the westernmost end of the most luxurious east-west street in Baisha Pavilion City, there is a mansion that is not much smaller than the original Yan Mansion and also occupies dozens of acres of land, which is extremely luxurious. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This mansion is the mansion of Wu Yuan, the chief of the "Terracotta Battalion" of Baisha Pavilion City.

In the deep backyard of the mansion, a small three-story single-courtyard building built purely of rosewood, extremely delicate and elegant, at this time, in a room on the second floor, a howl full of anger and resentment came from time to time:

"Get out of here, get out of here! I don't take medicine, I won't take it when I die, let me die!" he said, and heard a crisp sound of "dangchang", as if some porcelain had been overturned and shattered on the wall.

Wu Yuan, the contemporary head of the Wu family and the head of the "Terracotta Battalion" of Baisha Pavilion City, looked as cold as iron, and stood quietly downstairs, listening to the shouting and scolding from the second floor, until he heard this crisp sound, frowned, and slowly went up to the second floor after entering the door.

On the south floor of the second floor, a room with a thick alpaca wool carpet on the ground, and the walls are all framed with extremely precious ink silk, and all kinds of decorative furnishings are even more luxurious, on a carved shelf bed made of rosewood, a young man in his twenties, pale and bloodless, lying on it, his intact left arm waving wildly, and shouting, while his right arm, which is connected to his shoulder, is made of stripes of gold stripes half a meter long and dark green. The large leaves, which exude a cool scent, are wrapped in a thick layer.

This dark green and golden-glazed leaf, named "Ink Soul Grass", has always had the effect of generating muscles and healing white bones, especially for extremely serious injuries such as broken arms and legs and broken internal organs of low-level Heavenly Destiny Masters and Martial Yuan Masters, and it can be described as an extremely precious kind of spiritual grass.

At this time, a maid knelt in front of the bed, and the porcelain bowl filled with the medicinal soup taken by the young man in her hand fell on the wall next to her, and several pieces of porcelain splashed on her face, wiping out blood marks, and blood flowed. The maid knelt there trembling, but she didn't dare to move, she didn't even dare to wipe the blood from her face.

Wu Yuan, who came upstairs, scooped a bowl of golden-brown medicine from a medicine jar placed on a few cases outside the door, which was incomparably thick and fragrant, and the rising medicine mist was faintly in the shape of a crane and a jiao, and entered the room with a look at the maid who was kneeling on the ground. The maid rose hastily and withdrew from the room.

"Drank it. Wu Yuan handed the medicine bowl forward and said in a low voice.

"I said I wouldn't drink, let me die!" Wu Chun roared impatiently, suddenly felt that the voice was wrong, turned his head to look, pursed his lips, and reluctantly called: "Father." ”

"Look at you, what do you look like?" Wu Yuan rebuked in a low voice, "Although my arm was cut off, didn't I find this 'Ink Soul Grass' and this 'Shengtendon Rejuvenation Soup' for you to take?With these two spiritual objects, plus you are a Heavenly Destiny Master, your arm will definitely be restored to its original state, and there will be no scars, what are you afraid of?"

On the same day, Qianluo asked Liu Yuan to send Wu Chun's right arm back, and Wu Yuan immediately sealed it with an elixir, and after Wu Chun was sent back, Wu Yuan immediately took it upon him, and then applied the elixir and drank the medicinal soup.

Wu Chun was originally a Heavenly Mandate Master, and his own muscles, bones, flesh and blood healing power was extremely amazing, plus there was an external application and internal elixir that Wu Yuan bought with all his family wealth, after healing, he would definitely be intact without the slightest hindrance.

Wu Chun took the medicine bowl, poured it into his stomach in one go, slammed the medicine bowl against the wall, glared at Wu Yuan and hissed: "Father, you know that I am not because I am injured, I am hateful, I hate that cheap breed who dares to hurt my noble body." Father, I want that boy to die, and I want him to be broken into ten thousand pieces! Otherwise I will never be at ease, and I will die of shame. ”

Wu Yuan stood up straight, his hands behind his back clenched unconsciously, but his face was indifferent: "Do you think I don't want that kid to die?" But this kid has just completely destroyed the Yan family, and the momentum is flourishing, plus with Lu Buwei's old immortal support for him, we can't move him at all." After a pause, Wu Yuan's words were inexplicably a little more stunned, "The Yan family, that is a thousand-year-old family, was actually destroyed in the hands of this kid." This kid is so terrible, if you don't have a perfect plan, you can't kill him completely in one fell swoop, and it's best not to provoke him. ”

Wu Chun hammered the bed with his intact left arm, and howled: "In the future, I will watch this cheap breed continue to show off its power in front of me, and be full of arrogance?

"This kid, his cultivation is still low at the moment, and the destruction of the Yan family this time is mainly due to the momentum of Lu Buwei's old thief. Lu Buwei's old thief was not worth mentioning in the past, he had served as the hall master for several years, and he had a strange high cultivation in vain, and as the master of the 'Heavenly Mandate Desolate Palace', he was actually stunned that there was no way to keep it, but he was almost forced to leave. Knowing that this kid colluded with him, with this kid's thoughtful and unmissable resourcefulness, he immediately strengthened his wings, and wiped out the Yan family effortlessly, and also took the conclusive evidence of Yan Shou's crimes, so that he died in vain, let him work hard for so many years, and made friends with so many forces above, and in the end there was no way. Wu Yuan didn't seem to hear Wu Chun's words clearly, and said slowly, these are all things he has been trying to understand in the past few days.

"Father, so our Wu family has no chance at all? We can only watch this cheap breed and can't touch him?" Wu Chun cried out in despair.

"No, I'm saying this to make you understand that this kid has a fatal weakness right now, and that is his cultivation. At the moment, his cultivation is still low, and he does not pose any threat to our family, if he is allowed to grow up, even if he only reaches the Shijue Heavenly Mandate Master, our Wu family will definitely end up with the same fate as the Yan family. Therefore, if you want to avoid future troubles, you can only destroy him before he grows up. However, it is not now, and we can only be patient for now. Wu Yuan turned around suddenly, stared at Wu Chun and said coldly.

Wu Chun seemed to have exhausted all his strength, collapsed on the bed, and said in a wailing voice: "I have to wait, when will I wait?"

At this moment, one of Wu Yuan's martial arts masters walked in quietly and whispered something to Wu Yuan.

After Wu Yuanshi retreated, looking at Wu Chun with a puzzled expression, Wu Yuan sneered: "A great good thing happened in front of the 'Heavenly Mandate Desolate Palace' just now, and that kid offended Zhao Ming, the head of the Secret Guard Division, and humiliated him in public. Hehe, let's wait, with this kid's arrogance, coupled with his low background, and his own no foundation, if he continues like this, he will one day die himself. ”

Wu Chun nodded weakly, and said resentfully: "Yes, yes, let's continue to wait, I'm afraid that if we don't wait for this kid to die, I will suffocate to death first." ”

At this time, another martial arts master hurriedly walked in, bowed and said respectfully: "Star Lord, the head of the Secret Guard Division Zhao Ming sent someone to send a post, please go to the Secret Guard Division to talk about it, saying that there is something important to discuss." ”

When Wu Chun heard this, he sat up from the bed, his eyes lit up, and he said to Wu Yuan urgently: "Father, Director Zhao Ming asked you to go, he must want to join forces with you to kill that kid, - father, the opportunity has come." ”

Wu Yuan closed his eyes, stood silently for a while, half a ring, opened his eyes, and said in an undoubted tone: "I went back to Zhao Ming, and I said that I was unwell and could not go to visit for the time being." ”

Wu Chun was dumbfounded, helplessly watched as Wu Yuanshi went down to reply, and said angrily to Wu Yuan: "Why?"

Wu Yuan looked at his son deeply, shook his head and said, "A mere secret guard division, even if we add our Wu family, we still can't destroy this kid who has Lu Buwei's full support." Therefore, the time is not yet ripe and we have to continue to wait. ”

Wu Chun roared wildly and fell heavily on the bed.

"Chun'er, we don't have to wait too long, you haven't been sent back yet, everything that happened in our Baisha Pavilion City, as well as how Yan Shou died, how the Yan family was destroyed, all the news, I sent it to the City Lord's Mansion of Wanluo City. Hmph, not long after, the City Lord's Mansion of Wanluo City will definitely make a move, that is a family with several top-notch barons Heavenly Destiny Master in charge, and when the time comes, our opportunity will really come. "Wu Yuan's plan is far-reaching.

Wu Chun suddenly had the spirit again, and he got up, but after thinking about it, he said dejectedly: "Those big families are even more ruthless, although they used to strictly pay tribute every year and had a good relationship with them, but now that the Yan family has been destroyed, how can they offend the 'Heavenly Mandate Palace' for the sake of a dead person? After all, the 'Heavenly Mandate Desolate Palace' in our city is supported by the 'Heavenly Mandate Hong Palace' of Wanluo City. ”

"You're not wrong to think so, but there's another saying, 'wealth moves people's hearts'. Wu Yuan shook his head and retorted with a smile, a sense of being under control.

"You mean...... I see, haha, that kid is really dying. Wu Chun seemed to have thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted happily.