"Little brother, don't chase it, I really didn't kill people!" Feng Wuqian said breathlessly.

As a monk, he can't outrun a teenager at this moment, and it's a shame to say it! But there is no way, this young man looks like he wants to die with him, and he is also afraid!

"You believe me, everyone is sacrificed by Wang Hao's blood! By the time I arrived, they were all dead. Feng Wuqian said bitterly.

But Wang Ping didn't stop at all, pinched the stone in his hand, and chased after him again.

"The nine sects of the evil sect are not good things!" Wang Ping was also panting and said, he really couldn't catch up with this guy who was full of injuries.

This guy is still bleeding when he runs, I can't even catch up, I'm really useless!

Wang Ping was ruthless in his heart, and he must kill this guy to avenge the villagers.

As for what Feng Wujian said, he didn't believe a word.

Feng Wujian was also on fire, and with all his strength, he clasped Wang Ping's neck with one hand, and pressed Wang Ping's hands with the other, and said fiercely: "My Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boat is more than a million miles away from Jiangning, are we here to kill a few mortals?"

Do you listen to Wang Hao, does Wang Hao have evidence to prove that he didn't kill anyone? ”

Feng Wujian was also angry, but he was a half-step golden pill, and he was actually forced to be like this by a mortal, and the clay man still had three points of anger.

"Do you have any proof that you didn't kill you?" Wang Ping looked at Feng Wujian fiercely, his body struggled hard, but he couldn't break free.

"Are you stupid? If these mortals are important to Wang Hao, why should we kill them? Wouldn't it be better to keep him on the rat trap? ”

Feng Wujian said angrily: "Look at it, I am seriously injured now, if I sacrifice them with blood, I will still be seriously injured?" ”

Regarding the blood sacrifice, Wang Ping didn't know much about it, but those who said it under the mountain said a lot, and they understood that it was a kind of evil art that used other people's lives to restore themselves.

Wang Ping also stopped struggling, because what the person in front of him said was not unreasonable.

Could it really be the person Wang Hao killed? But why did he kill?

"I was surprised that he didn't kill you." Feng Wujian glanced at Wang Ping, as if he was thinking about something.

"Did he really kill him?" Wang Ping frowned and asked, as if he wanted to make sure again.

"Or else?"

Feng Wujian continued: "Do you know why I'm here? It's not because he stole the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Book of our Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boat, otherwise the ghost would be here. ”

"Oh, you hurry up, maybe he'll turn around and kill you! He's a man who kills without blinking. Feng Wujian got up and walked to the ditch, pulled off the clothes of one of his subordinates, and then threw them to Wang Ping: "Hurry up and change them." ”

"Do what?"

"Fake your death, if you don't fake your death and get out, he might have to look for you."

When Wang Ping heard this, he still began to change his clothes.

After pondering for a while, Feng Wujian spoke: "I figured it out just now, why didn't he kill you!" ”

"Why?" Wang Ping frowned slightly.

"That girl is as talented as our saint, and her future is limitless. You appeared with that little girl, proving that your relationship is not ordinary, if he kills you in front of her, he will have to kill her, such a good seedling, it is a pity to kill. ”

Feng Wujian casually found a corpse similar to Wang Ping's stature, changed his clothes, and then threw it hard, and the corpse hit the well, and his whole head was rotten.

After doing all this, Feng Wujian left with Wang Ping.

For Feng Wuji's words, Wang Ping has already believed in seven points! But he couldn't understand, why did Wang Hao kill people?

After the two left, in the silent night, a black figure walked out of the darkness, the black figure put his hands behind his back, quietly looked at the direction where the two left, and said in a low tone: "Cause and effect are difficult to change, fate is destined." ”

The man let out a long sigh, and his sigh was filled with endless sadness and desolation.....

After speaking, the black figure actually dissipated little by little, and finally turned into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.

A few hours later.

A no-man's land.

Feng Wuqian sat cross-legged and began to heal, Wang Ping was watching from the side, but there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, who said it was true?

Not long after, a mouthful of red blood gushed out of Feng Wuji's mouth, dyeing the ground in front of him red, looking at the blood in front of him, Feng Wujian frowned.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, he said with a solemn face: "Boy, I'm afraid my time is running out." ”

Feng Wujian took out a piece of black thick paper from his arms, this book is the Book of Ten Thousand Demons.

Ten Thousand Demons Tianfang can sit firmly in the 'No. 1 of the Nine Gates', in fact, it all depends on this book.

It's just this book, and I can't recognize the Lord.

Wang Ping looked at the thick black paper, and saw that the font on it had actually changed and changed into another text, so amazing!

"Do you know why Wang Hao didn't take the Book of Ten Thousand Demons?" Feng Wujian said with a sneer.

Wang Ping didn't answer, how did he know?

Feng Wujian said to himself, "If he takes away the "Book of Ten Thousand Demons and Heaven", with the mark on the Book of Ten Thousand Demons, the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Boat will inevitably find him, but if the "Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Book" is picked up by others, or if he returns to the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Boat, it will be different."

"In that case, what's the point of him stealing the book?"

"I've been chasing him from Qingzhou for some time, and in these days of chasing and killing him, I think he has quietly printed the content of the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Book, but it's a pity that he hasn't been in contact with the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Book for a long time, and he doesn't know that the secret techniques on it will change on their own."

Feng Wujian looked at the sky in the distance: "Wang Hao, you must not have thought that I still have a breath, right?" Ahem, ahem..."Feng Wujian coughed.

"Ahem... Cough... The first treasure of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boat, the precious nature is itself, how can it be the secret technique of the above exercises? Feng Wujian said and laughed, and there seemed to be a little smug in his smile.

The other side.

Wang Hao, who left Wang Village, looked a little tired, so he found a random place and built a bonfire to keep Wang Yang and Lin Xiaomei warm, but he jumped on the branch.

After laying down the soundproof formation, his eyes were slightly closed, he sat cross-legged, and his hands were flat on his knees, looking like he was cultivating, or was he healing?

After a long time, Wang Hao opened his eyes, slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath, and his face became a little ruddy.

The corners of Wang Hao's mouth rose slightly, looked in the direction of Wang Village, sneered, and whispered, "Fight with me?" ”

Wang Hao's tone was full of disdain, and at the same time, he put his hand into his arms, took out a roll of white jade slips, and looked at the jade slips in his hand, Wang Hao couldn't help laughing: "No one would have thought that the "Book of Ten Thousand Demons" has been bracketed by me, right?" ”

When I opened the white jade slip, it was clearly recorded in the same font and handwriting as the "Book of Ten Thousand Demons", which was exactly the same.

The next day.

Feng Wujian saw a ray of fish-belly-white light appear on the edge of the sky, and looked at the dried blood stains in front of him, he shook his head with a wry smile: "The way I am now, the "Book of Ten Thousand Demons" is lost or not, it is meaningless to me!" ”

The loss of the Book of Ten Thousand Demons is a felony, even if it is lost and recovered, it is still a sin, but it is just a lighter crime.

What's more important is his injury, he is now completely useless, even if he is saved, he is still a waste person, and there is no value in saving at all.

Feng Wujian looked at Wang Ping, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

"Boy, what's your name?" Feng Wujian asked.

"Wang Ping."

"Wang Ping, do you want to cultivate?"

"I am mortal." Wang Ping said angrily.

"You can study and study this Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Book, and it is not hopeless to help you cultivate, it is the first treasure of the Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Boat."

Wang Ping's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Feng Wujian and said, "Can you really cultivate?" ”

"This depends on luck, you have seen it before, the text on this will change, maybe there is something suitable for you, such as the method of refining the body, the requirements for the spiritual vein and spiritual root are not high, in addition, although there are very few people who rely on the root to embark on the immortal path, they are all strong and invincible."

"I always felt like you were lying to me." Wang Ping frowned and said.

"I really didn't lie to you. The Book of Ten Thousand Demons may really be able to help you. Feng Wujian said with a serious face.

"You want to give me something so valuable?" Wang Ping felt incredible.

"I'm going to die, and I still care so much?" Feng Wujian was very free and easy, but said very seriously: "If one day you really embark on the immortal path, remember to confront Wang Hao." ”

"If there was a day, I would." Wang Ping said calmly.

"The ancients said, people are about to die, and their words are good, let me tell you again, the people in your village really didn't kill me."

Feng Wujian continued to speak, admonishing. "The imprint on the Book of Ten Thousand Demons is difficult to hide, you have to go to Lingzhou Lingshan, if you can become a monk directly, if not, you can live under Lingshan, because the Buddha's breath of Lingshan can make Ten Thousand Demons Tianfang unable to sense it."

Wang Ping didn't speak, just nodded.

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Three days later, the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Boat didn't seem to know that the Ten Thousand Demons Heavenly Book was lost, and at this time, Feng Wujian left Jiangning with Wang Ping and came to the territory of Lingzhou.

In an abandoned garden not far from Lingshan, Feng Wujian mashed the medicine, then carefully applied the medicine to Wang Ping's wound, and bandaged him with a cloth, and he said: "The Book of Ten Thousand Demons is very small, it's okay to put it in your body, don't worry." ”

After doing all this, Feng Wujian got up and prepared to leave, walked to the gate of the abandoned garden, stopped for a while, turned his head to Wang Ping and smiled: "Don't mention me to anyone, otherwise you will be very dangerous, besides, my name is Feng Wuji." ”

He turned, stepped into the carriage, and drove away.....

No one would have thought that the treasure of this Ten Thousand Demon Heavenly Vessel would actually be hidden in the body of a mortal?