At this time, Xiaobai was gathering with his clansmen, and after seeing Wang Yu's phone, he answered it instantly.

"Good evening, boss."

"Did you find the picture?" Wang Yu asked simply and directly.

"I'm here with the clansmen right now, and I'll send you the photos later." Xiaobai said respectfully. "Okay." Wang Yu was about to hang up the phone, and Xiaobai continued.

"Boss, I have a saying, I don't know whether to say it or not."

"Say." Wang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"This person's background is too complicated, I advise you not to provoke it." Xiao Bai looked at the photo of Ling Feng in his hand, and his expression became extremely complicated.

Ling Feng, the only son of Ling Jue, the third elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, is a sect-level cultivator himself, and he also carries a high-grade spirit sword on his body, and his strength should not be underestimated.

"How complicated? Do you have horns on your head, or do you have a tail behind you? Wang Yu teased directly.

"Hey, I'll send you the information, and you can make your own decision after reading it." After speaking, Xiaobai sent Ling Feng's information to Wang Yu's mobile phone.

A drip.

Wang Yu opened the message, looked at the photos and personal introductions on it, and in the next second, his expression instantly stiffened.

"What's wrong?" Tang Wanyu found that Wang Yu's expression was wrong, and asked with concern.

"The world is really small."

Originally, Wang Yu wanted to confirm whether Ling Feng would also be a cultivator, but now the promise has come out. "I've found the mastermind behind the scenes."

"Really?" Tang Wanyu was a little surprised. "Who is it?"

"You don't know." Wang Yu glanced at Tang Wanyu. "Just leave this matter to me."

"Then you have to be careful." Tang Wanyu was still a little worried, the other party was able to control the demon clan, and the background must be very difficult. "Curious about a question."

"Speak." Wang Yu leaned back on the table and chair, looking at the night sky outside.

"Why did he kill you?" Tang Wanyu hasn't figured it out until now, Wang Yu's strength is bottomless, so why didn't Wang Yu react at all during the first assassination?

"Maybe you're jealous of me." Wang Yu explained lightly. "After all, I am handsome, strong, and my wife is beautiful."

"Can we get face?"

Tang Wanyu couldn't stand it anymore.

"Isn't it?" Wang Yu said seriously. "Some people were born with a golden key, and under the care of the family, they became the pride of the sky, and he felt that everyone was not as strong as him."

"Are you referring to Sang scolding Huai?" Tang Wanyu's eyes sank.

"Don't put all the on yourself." Wang Yu smiled helplessly.

Soon.

Tang Wanyu sent Wang Yu to the door of the community. "Here we are."

"Thank you." When Wang Yu got out of the car, Tang Wanyu suddenly asked. "Can we be friends?"

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, "Aren't we friends?" ”

"That's fine, I'm just asking." Tang Wanyu waved her hand and drove away.

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

Wang Yu sighed, turned around and walked towards home.

At this time.

Ling Feng had already arrived at the Cupless Tavern, and he was the boss behind the scenes.

"There's less wind." Tiger Demon Zhang Jie stood respectfully next to Ling Feng.

"Why is there so little breath of life lately?" Ling Feng played with the jade bottle in his hand, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"There's little wind, and the recent investigation of the Imperial Spirit Bureau has been very strict, so it's ....."

Zhang Jie's voice became lower and lower.

"The main forces of the Imperial Spirit Bureau and the Dao Alliance have gone to Tianhai City, what are you afraid of?" Ling Feng sneered.

"Yes, yes, Feng Shao is right, I immediately arranged for people to speed up the collection." Zhang Jie's words changed. "Feng Shao, didn't you say that you want to go back to the sect?"

"There is a person in Baichuan City who makes me very annoying, and if you don't kill him, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart." Ling Feng said with an indifferent expression.

"Where you need to do this little thing yourself, I'll just go." Zhang Jie said with an oath.

Ling Feng sighed. "The succubus died at his hands, are you sure?"

Zhang Jie chuckled in his heart after hearing this, "The succubus is dead?" ”

"Yes." Although Ling Feng doesn't like succubi, when it comes to serving people, no one can be more professional than succubi. "Zhang Jie, if you can really kill him, I will let the sect apply for a big pill for you."

"This, this, this, this ....." Zhang Jie was moved. The subordinates will definitely complete the task. ”

Connaught Garden.

Wang Yu leaned back on the sofa, "Ruhua, what are you doing?" I won't let out a fart tonight. ”

"Master." Ruhua came out of the ring, still holding the female resentful spirit in her hand.

"it!" Wang Yuteng sat up straight. "What did you bring her back for?"

Seeing that Wang Yu's face was wrong, the female resentful spirit immediately hid behind Ruhua and cautiously peeked at Wang Yu.

"Master, you listen to me, no, listen to me, Xiaohe is really miserable." Ruhua began to wipe away tears as she spoke.

"Here you go again." Wang Yu held his forehead.

"Really, Xiaohe is too miserable." Ruhua pulled the little lotus to Wang Yu. "You tell the master again about your own affairs, the master is good-hearted."

"Stop, I'm hard-hearted." Wang Yu looked at Xiaohe angrily. "I said that I didn't see Ruhua when I left, it turned out to be to hide you."

Xiaohe hesitated for a few seconds, "The little woman Xiaohe, I didn't intend to offend my son, but I had a bleak background, so I had to ask Sister Ruhua to take me out of that hell world." ”

"Ruhua is a man." Wang Yu tapped his hand on the table. "I'm hungry."

"Understood, boss, I'll make you something to eat." Before the flowers floated away, he encouraged Xiaohe with his eyes.

When Xiaohe looked at Wang Yu, her eyes were full of fear, and the scene that happened under the Jincai Mansion at that time made her remember it vividly.

"Say it."

Wang Yu lit a cigarette. "Give you time for a cigarette."

"Yes." Xiao Lotus told the story.

Hundreds of years ago, Xiaohe followed her father to sing songs, although the days were hard, but also stable, until that day, she met a scholar, the scholar looked like Pan An, plus a talent, soon captured Xiaohe's heart.

But his father felt that the scholar had an evil spirit, and resolutely opposed the two being together.

At the instigation of the scholar, Xiaohe chose to elope with him, but he didn't expect that this was the beginning of the nightmare.

The scholar took Xiaohe to a manor, and Zhuang advocated that Tianba was fifty miles away, and he was a well-known bully in the neighborhood.

Xiaohe wanted to leave, but the scholar said that Zhang Tianba was his uncle, and he could have no worries about food and clothing here.

As a result, at midnight, Zhang Tianba touched Xiaohe's room, Xiaohe struggled to resist, and then the scholar walked in from outside the door.

Xiaohe opened his mouth to call for help, but the scholar took out the rope from behind him. "Master Zhang, I have already collected the money, and the person belongs to you now."

After speaking, the scholar stepped forward and tied Xiaohe's hands to the edge of the bed.

Xiaohe suddenly lost all his thoughts. "Why?"