Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

The autumn weather is crisp and clear.

The leaves are yellow like a sea.

A flying pigeon flapped its wings and flew up.

It fled into the yellow forest in the distance.

"Godfather."

"You have to get it quickly."

Shangguan Haitang was full of anxiety.

Praying silently in her heart.

Yue Buqun's arrival was completely beyond her expectations.

And what she was more afraid of was that Yue Buqun would come to Hulong Villa.

When the time came.

It would be wrong for Zhu Wushi to take action, and it would be wrong not to take action.

If he was not careful, he might destroy the outstanding prestige that Zhu Wushi had painstakingly built.

It might even be life-threatening.

"I have to go back quickly."

"Otherwise..."

Shangguan Haitang turned around.

As a result, his face turned pale instantly.

Because Master Wuhen and Yue Buqun were standing not far behind her.

Yue Buqun's face was natural at this time.

And Master Wuhen's face was ashen, and his eyes contained deep disappointment.

"Master."

"Stop talking."

Shangguan Haitang wanted to quibble.

But Master Wuhen directly suppressed the topic.

As a master, he had already used the power of three parties twice to repay all the favors of Zhu Wushi.

Even accepting Shangguan Haitang as a disciple was an excessive return.

The result...

As a master, he was still hesitating and struggling.

Shangguan Haitang, the disciple, helped him make a choice.

"I am tired as a teacher."

"From now on, Wuhen Villa will be handed over to you."

Master Wuhen made a decision.

Since Shangguan Haitang chose Zhu Wusi between her master and her adoptive father.

Then he was not a stingy person.

Just send her to the west.

He directly gave her the Wuhen Villa that he had secretly built with many years of hard work.

It was a perfect ending to this master-disciple relationship.

"Master!"

Shangguan Haitang realized something and knelt down immediately.

But the matter was not something she could just get away with by admitting her mistake.

"Master Yue."

"I am sorry for not teaching you well."

Mr. Wuhen saluted with his fists.

Very heavy.

Full of shame.

"I was a little strange to you guys."

"Now is the right time."

Yue Buqun smiled and said, "You don't have to betray your reputation. Haitang has given you the answer."

Shangguan Haitang's face turned even paler after hearing this.

Almost no blood.

"Wuhen, see you later."

"I can't taste your good tea for the time being."

Yue Buqun finished speaking.

He disappeared on the spot.

Shangguan Haitang was horrified and searched around.

And Master Wuhen kept shaking his head and turned back to his room.

Not long after.

He took away all his favorite personal belongings.

And what could be left behind.

What martial arts secrets.

What magic weapons.

In short, he tried to keep as much as possible what was useful to Shangguan Haitang.

When Shangguan Haitang woke up and wanted to win back his master, Master Wuhen had disappeared without a trace.

The spring dream left no trace.

The dragon can only be seen from the head but not the tail.

I am talking about Master Wuhen.

The capital.

The Zhuque Street that has not been renamed.

"After sending you a thousand miles, we must say goodbye."

"Take care, Lord Shen."

Shen Lang clasped his fists and said goodbye.

"No problem."

"I still have a lot to say to Brother Shen."

Zhu Wushi was curious about Shen Lang's retreat.

Special customs and culture.

Attractive raw resources.

All this gave Zhu Wusi the ambition to expand his territory.

"Wait."

"He's fake."

Another Shen Lang rushed out.

Mr. Tie Di was shocked.

At the same time, dozens of Tian Gang Di Sha rushed out.

"Don't get excited."

"One of them is Mr. Wang."

The one who Zhu Wusi called "Master" was naturally Wang Lianhua.

In just three days of contact.

Wang Lianhua's exaggerated talent and skills deeply impressed Zhu Wusi.

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"Sure enough, I can't hide it from the Godly Marquis."

The two Shen Langs laughed at the same time.

Not only the appearance.

Even the tone and laughter are the same.

Mr. Tie Di was so frightened.

What he didn't know was that Wang Lianhua and Shen Lang had been together for many years and knew each other's tone, movements, and habits very well.

Ordinary disguises only stay on the surface.

Advanced disguises can even simulate the other party's voice, body, and expression.

And the top-level disguises can even copy the other party's martial arts and even the will of martial arts.

Wang Lianhua is undoubtedly the top one.

What a Thousand Faces Man.

What a Quanfa Tianwang.

What a Wuhen Gongzi and Bai Xiaosheng.

In this regard, they are no match for Wang Lianhua, the legend of 20 years ago.

"Shen Hou."[]

"The road to the rivers and lakes is long, so we'll say goodbye now."

Shen Lang said goodbye at the same time.

The words were regretful.

They have all been treated like national scholars in recent days.

They have everything they want.

They are used to eating coarse grains in seclusion, so they naturally have special feelings when they taste such fine grains.

The result...

Zhu Wusi did not respond.

He stared at the end of the long street.

Yue Buqun.

The person he did not want to face even in his dreams.

Now he is standing in the crowd forty feet away.

HanThe wind started.

The world was bleak.

The prosperity of the long street was paused at this moment.

Passersby also felt the strange atmosphere and avoided it.

Dozens of Tiangang Disha swarmed out.

But they were nervous and sweaty.

"You retreat."

"Evacuate the crowd as quickly as possible."

Zhu Wusi shouted.

These people are his direct descendants.

Of course they can't be wiped out here.

At the same time.

He also hinted to a certain Tiangang.

Let him make some special preparations.

"Time and fate..."

"It's a blessing, not a disaster. If it's a disaster, you can't avoid it."

The two Shen Langs sighed at the same time.

The voice is the same. 820

The meaning is the same.

"Don't panic, both of you."

"I will fight alongside you."

Zhu Wusi must straighten his posture.

Because he is now the Iron-hearted Divine Marquis, a royal prince who will never back down.

"Divine Marquis, this matter has nothing to do with..."

"Stop talking nonsense, he's coming."

Shen Lang still wanted to persuade him.

But the other Shen Lang had already issued a warning.

Yue Buqun only took one step, but each step could cover a distance of three or four feet.

This kind of body movement is similar to shrinking the earth into an inch.

It has exceeded the scope of Qinggong.

Kill!

The two Shen Langs drew their swords at the same time.

Without the previous cynicism, the sword energy was like falling stars.

The sword of the other Shen Lang was like a lotus in a pond, elegant and outstanding, and extraordinary.

Yue Buqun smiled contemptuously.

The Longquan Sword was not unsheathed.

There was even time to move forward.

It was just that he used his fingers to draw out the exact same sword.

Proud swordsmanship.

Dazzling sword light.

And transcendence that transcends the mundane world.

It was this move that was neither swordsmanship nor finger techniques.

Directly knocked away two Shen Langs.

Then.

Yue Buqun's fingers pointed at Zhu Wushi.

Yue Buqun stopped.

Zhu Wushi took a half step back.

"Lianhua Sword Technique?"

Shen Lang, who was covering his chest on the left, was horrified.

He could never accept being defeated by the swordsmanship he was most familiar with. .