Sect Master’s Retirement Routine

2021-09-25

  Chapter 909 Past enemies?

Hearing this deep voice, Wang Ye couldn't help but twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Since the fight and withdraw from the arena.

This group of storytellers simply regard themselves as a treasure...

All kinds of things are just kept digging.

If you can't dig it out, you can still make it up.

This has led to a series of anecdotes about myself, and unnecessarily incidents are emerging in an endless stream.

In the mouth of this gang of storytellers.

I have already fought many monsters and monsters for 300 rounds.

Regarding this, Wang Ye has long been unaware of it...

However, when Wang Ye was used to it, he was ready to look for A'ji and the others.

However, the voice of the storyteller continued: "What we are talking about today is the death of Shengjun's wife, Shen Lingshuang!"

! ! !

As soon as this statement came out, Wang Ye slightly startled.

He absolutely did not expect that this storyteller is actually such a thing.

However, the Sri Lankan has passed away, and the time is hard to return.

This matter can't be considered in the arena. Many storytellers have also talked about this.

Besides, the murderer of the year has already come down.

So Wang Ye just froze for a moment, and didn't care too much.

He kicked Xiao Muyun who was on the side, opened the mouth and said: "Go, go inside and find A'ji and the others..."

"Brother Tianci and I are waiting here You guys!"

As soon as this remark came out, Xiao Muyun was about to agree.

And at this moment, I heard a guest shouting under the stage: "Hey, Old Mister..."

"This story of the unswerving sage and his wife The gentleman who was listening to have said..."

"At first, it was a little fresh, but if it sounds too much, it won't be exciting at all!"

"You give us another one!"

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"We want to listen to the two or three things between Shengjun and his sister-in-law!"

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Hearing these words, Wang Ye's heart moved.

He was absolutely never expecting that this group of storytellers could pull out such an outrageous story!    "Hehe!"

Hearing the guest's words, the storyteller on the stage laughed and said: "This guest, you only know one thing and don't know the other!"

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"You only know that Shen Lingshuang died of the poison of Biluozong military advisor Wan Jingchuan..."

"But you don't know that Wan Jingchuan was still alive after being pierced from the chest by the holy monarch and falling off the cliff. Die..."

"It's taken the life-saving golden pill to survive..."

"Now Wan Jingchuan has changed his appearance, and the one who lives is called a happy life!"

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As soon as this statement came out, Wang Ye's eyes changed.

In the past, Bi Luozong fought with Holy Sect, military advisor Wan Jingchuan designed to poison his wife.

This is Wang Ye's lifelong pain.

At that time, Wang Ye set Demon Sect and all the experts attacked Biluozong, killing Biluozong up and down, even chicken and dog doesn't remain.

Sect Master was cut off the head by Wang Ye, hanging in front of the gate of Biluozong to shock the world.

And military advisor Wan Jingchuan was chased by Wang Ye.

In the end, he was pierced through his chest and fell off a cliff and died!

Since then, Holy Sect has become famous, no one dares provoke!    Wang Ye also buried the body of his wife Shen Lingshuang on the cliffs of Qixia Mountain, allowing her to watch the beauty of Songtao, which she loved most during her lifetime, day and night.

After returning to hermit, Wang Ye lives in Jinling, which is also a kind of company.

But now the storyteller says that Wan Jingchuan is not dead and is still alive.

For a while, the anger that has not been touched for a long time has risen in the mind.

"Boy..."

At this point, Wang Ye patted Xiao Muyun's shoulder, opening the mouth and said: "Stop A'ji and the others, and tell them about Brother Tianci …"

"I have something to understand!"

At this point, Wang Ye's eyes are full of awe-inspiring.

"Pharaoh..."

Seeing Wang Ye's eyes, Xiao Muyun looked at the storyteller, as if realizing something: "Don't mess around..."

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"You have to be impulsive, but it is not so easy to deal with the aftermath..."

"If you don't know this thing, then it is not easy to deal with the aftermath!"

, Wang Ye bent and shoots a finger.

I only saw an invisible force like thunder and electricity, bursting out of the air, blasting on a beam above!   Crack!

With a crisp sound, the top beam broke.

Countless dust rustled down, causing the spectators in the audience to scream and fled in all directions.

At the time, the originally lively South Building was messing around!   Even the storyteller hurriedly hugged his head, moved towards the background and ran.

"If you ask me..."

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye patted Xiao Muyun: "He said that my stomach hurts and I went to the hut..."

As soon as he said this, his body disappeared in place.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Muyun twitched at the corner of his mouth.

I didn’t know what to say for a while.

......

Hearing that the roof beams were broken, everyone in the backstage had already run clean.

The storyteller came here with his head in his arms.

He grabbed his belongings and turned around to leave.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a cold voice came from behind him instantly.

Hearing this voice, the storyteller was shivered.

He turned around abruptly, but was seeing a pair of eyes with purple glow staring at him!

weng!   The moment he saw these eyes, the eyes of the storyteller became extremely hollow.

The whole person stood in place dumbfounded.

"You just said Wan Jingchuan is not dead..."

Wang Ye looked at the storyteller in front of him and said: "true or false!?"

"If it is true, how did you know?"

"It is true!"

In response to Wang Ye's question, the storyteller said: "Three days ago Wan Jingchuan set up a church in Sihaizhuang..."

"I was telling the story on the spot..."

"He drank a few more glasses and talked about it. I heard it really when I was drinking..."

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When this statement came out, Wang Ye couldn't help but stunned.

In the past, Wan Jingchuan was a military advisor of Biluozong, with careful thought and many tricks.

How can you do something stupid? How   dare to tell the events of the year so blatantly?   Immediately, Wang Ye felt extremely skeptical.

But the storyteller in front of him is already controlled by Purple Demon Eyes, involuntarily.

There is absolutely no possibility of lying.

In this way, there is only one possibility.

That is, Wan Jingchuan has no scruples after knowing that he is dead and Holy Sect has fallen apart.

Speaking of what happened back then as a glorious deed!

Mindful of this, Wang Ye looked towards Mr. Storyteller, opened the mouth and said: "In that case, where is Wanjingchuan now?"

"Naturally outside the city The Sihaizhuang..."

Hearing this, the storyteller said: "Wan Jingchuan is now alias Deng Zizhi, which is quite famous in Suzhou..."

"He was born three days ago At the party, a banquet was given to a group of guests..."

"The master government office also came..." Said it.

Outside the city, Sihaizhuang...

Thinking of this, Wang Ye narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the storyteller in front of him, nodded, and said: "You said very well..."

"From now on, you will wake up after a few thirty silent..."

"You will forget everything when you wake up!"

As he said, his eyes flashed with purple glow.

Then disappeared into the background...

(End of this chapter)