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From Baiyue Peak, there were two people slowly ascending.

One of them was tall and strong, and although his face looked a little old, he still couldn't hide the fierce air on his face.

But the strange thing is that this sturdy old man, who looks like a butcher horizontally and a butcher vertically, is wearing a white silk brocade robe with many copper coin patterns densely embroidered with gold threads, like a shopkeeper in a pawnshop in the world.

What's even more strange is that he actually carries a giant golden abacus the same size as his broad and sturdy back.

This man loves money.

If you are an ordinary person who doesn't know the details of this person, you will definitely have this idea in your mind when you see it for the first time.

And if you are a person who has an understanding of the rumors of martial arts, after seeing this person's dress, he will definitely drop his jaw in shock.

Because this person is the number one master on the heavenly list who has been famous in martial arts for 20 years and is very mysterious.

The God of Wealth in the World!

Walking next to the God of Wealth in the world, is a fat old man, in terms of momentum, it is more than a step worse than the God of Wealth in the world, if Jian Chen is here, he will be able to recognize at a glance, this old man is the Ming Bo who disappeared in the secret room of the beggars in Yicheng County that day!

The two of them walked in front of each other, Ming Bo walked in front, like an innkeeper who was the first to lead the way, the God of Wealth slowly followed behind with his hands on his back, his face was calm, and a pair of big and divine eyes had a glint in it from time to time.

Compared with the composure of the God of Wealth in the world, Mingbo is much more anxious.

He had the heart to speed up his pace, so he stepped on the sword mound a moment earlier, but the God of Wealth in the world walked slowly, and he didn't dare to make a first move.

"Xiao Ming, don't worry, we arrived a day late, and the mountain is already ...... No one is there. ”

No one anymore!

As soon as these words came out, Mingbo's face suddenly darkened.

No one is left...... In the past, although the sword mound was also withered, there were still two or three people, but now...... No one anymore!

"The shopkeeper's ...... Old Lota, he ......"

There was an obvious tremor in Mingbo's voice, and his eyes looked at the Sword Shrine Mountain Gate that was already in sight.

The face of the God of Wealth in the world was even more calm, he shook his head slightly, and sighed: "This is his own choice." ”

The two of them were silent for a while, neither of them spoke, each thinking about their own thoughts, and stepped on the stone steps one by one.

After a pillar of incense, the short and long stone steps had come to an end, Ming Bo's footsteps paused, took a deep breath, and then as if he had made up his mind, he stepped up the last stone step with a heavy foot.

Eyes, suddenly enlarged.

At the top of Baiyue Peak, the first time you enter the mountain gate, you will always see the bluestone paved with forever empty and sparsely populated martial arts training ground.

Although there are few people in the sword mound, Wu Yuandao is extremely strict under the rule, and one of the homework that Jian Chen and Yin Xiukong must do every day in the past is to carefully clean the martial arts training ground from beginning to end, regardless of whether there is dirt on the field.

However, today, the first thing Ming Bo saw when he stepped into the mountain gate was a silent ruin of broken stone and broken swords!

Today's weather is bright, and the cool autumn wind blows away the clouds, but it can't blow away the rich ...... on the sword mound martial arts training ground Bloody.

Blood, blood everywhere, although there is not a single broken corpse, but the blood has soaked into every broken brick, every broken stone, and even every broken sword blade on the martial arts training ground.

In addition to dark red, it is still dark red.

Even if he was mentally prepared, Mingbo's face was also extremely shocked, he hesitated, and he couldn't step into this ocean of blood for a long time.

Because he doesn't know what is in the blood...... How many of them belong to their old brothers and friends!

Looking around, except for the broken stone and broken sword, there is no way to find even a small part of the human limb, thinking about this day's kung fu, the corpse remains on the martial arts training ground have long been cleaned up, but this blood can not be cleaned up.

"Luo-Li-Tian!"

Mingbo clenched his fists, his muscles jumped violently, and he shouted bitterly when he looked up to the sky.

The sound echoed in the mountains, stirring up endless reverberations, but it was delayed...... No one responded.

The God of Wealth also stepped into the mountain gate at this time.

The sight in front of him made his brow furrow deeply, and the golden abacus behind him was not fiddled with, and the golden abacus beads crackled and beat on their own, showing that his heart was far less peaceful than it seemed on the surface.

Squeak-

Suddenly, a door on the side of the martial arts training ground was opened from the inside.

Ming Bo's roaring expression suddenly stiffened after hearing the sound of the door, and he was immediately overjoyed, his eyes turned, and he shouted in surprise:

"Luo ......"

Only one word was shouted, and he saw the figure slowly walking out of the door in his eyes, and his neck suddenly choked, and he couldn't stop screaming for the rest of his words.

What came out was a dark man shrouded in darkness, revealing only a pair of frighteningly bright eyes.

Evil hands chase souls.

"How about you. ”

Mingbo couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes and asked reluctantly.

"Disappointed?"

The evil hand chasing soul exuded a sad and lonely atmosphere, he walked towards the two step by step, stepping on the dried bloodstains, and said in a low voice as he walked: "Actually, I ...... Also disappointed. ”

The God of Wealth frowned and asked, "How long have you been here?"

"I followed Chen'er all the way. ”

The evil hand chased the soul bypassed the two broken swords that were stuck upside down in the ground, and replied slowly.

"What? you-"

When Ming Bo heard this, he immediately became angry, and his clenched right palm was about to be raised, not wanting his face to suddenly turn red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a wow.

"Your injuries are not healed yet, so you should not be rash, if you want to hit me, wait until the injury is healed. ”

The evil hand chased the soul and glanced at him, and sighed faintly.

"You...... Why don't you help him?"

Ming Bo let the blood soak the placket on his chest, although he did not move, the anger in his eyes was like a sharp arrow, and he had already pierced the evil hand chasing soul.

The evil hand chased the soul and shook his head, and said hoarsely: "I originally wanted to help, but Lao Luo didn't let me, he was ...... Hell-bent on death. ”

"Old Luo ......"

Mingbo felt a pain in his heart, he couldn't hold on any longer, his body was half kneeling, and he smashed his fist to the ground, in addition to blood, there were tears, which seeped into the gravel ground.

The God of Wealth sighed, stretched out a palm against Ming Bo's back, and comforted: "Okay, don't you understand Lao Luo's thoughts? If it weren't for Chen'er, it would have been thirteen years ago...... And he died. ”

As soon as his arm shook, a visible golden internal force continued to enter Mingbo's body, recuperating his injuries.

"God of Wealth, now that Lao Luo is dead, your favor is almost the same, you ...... What's the plan?"

When the evil hand chased the soul and didn't look at Mingbo, when he looked at the God of Wealth in the world, there was a deep expectation in his bright eyes.

"Me?"

The eyes of the God of Wealth in the world flickered and looked around the entire sword shrine, suddenly smiled, and replied:

"My plan is to live well and wait for Chen'er to come...... Challenge me. ”