Chapter 933 I'm going to take the head of his neck
Zhong Wen's eyes widened, staring at the bloody words on the wall, his teeth clenched, his right hand clenched tightly, and blue veins popped out on the surface of his skin.
"What's written on it?"
Shangguan Junyi's melodious and melodious voice came from behind.
She has extremely rich experience in the world of martial arts. She just took one look at the scene in the yard and she already knew everything in her mind and guessed everything about the situation.
"Sister Qinglian is in Ye Jiangnan's hands."
Zhong Wen answered word for word, with an unimaginable chill in his voice.
"What does he want?" Shangguan Junyi didn't seem surprised, but continued to ask.
"According to what he said, if I appear in front of him again." Zhong Wen turned around, with blazing fire in his eyes, as if he wanted to turn the whole world into ashes, "Mother and children will be turned into 'fruits'
Eat it.”
Although he didn't know what "fruit" was, it didn't prevent him from understanding the message left by Ye Jiangnan.
"What!"
Even though Shangguan Junyi was determined and determined, he couldn't help being surprised when he suddenly heard such cruel methods, and his face showed surprise and anger unconsciously, "Is this still a human being? What on earth does he want to do?
?”
"If I guessed correctly, he should be brewing some big plan and doesn't want to be hindered by me." Zhong Wen's eyes gradually returned to clarity, "After all, Feng Qingyu has been defeated in my hands. Maybe in his heart, I am
The only one who can cause him trouble."
"You, what are you going to do?" Shangguan Junyi stretched out her white jade-like catkin, gently held his trembling right hand, and asked softly.
"I believe Sister Nangong will be able to find the whereabouts of the Stranger Valley." Zhong Wen thought for a moment and slowly replied, "Before that, do whatever you need to do."
"What happens after you find it?"
Shangguan Junyi asked again, "Now that Elder Ye is in his hands, I'm afraid that if you throw yourself into a trap..."
"The most indispensable thing around me is geniuses and monsters." Zhong Wen suddenly showed a cruel smile, and his voice became extremely weird, "If he thinks that I can sit back and relax without taking action, then he is totally wrong. These days,
Grandpa Ring, you didn’t get it for nothing.”
"Grandpa Ring?" Shangguan Junyi looked confused and had no idea what he was talking about.
"Xiaowan, it's time to work!"
Zhong Wen smiled faintly, said nothing, and instead greeted Shen Xiaowan who walked into the courtyard.
"Okay!"
The girl in yellow shirt is still obedient and well-behaved, responsive to requests, and seems to be quite conscious of being a "coolie".
Feng Qingyu, who followed closely behind, stared at Zhong Wen with twinkling eyes and a pair of big eyes, his face was calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
…
Although it is still winter, the thick ice on the river has gradually begun to melt, and the faint sound of gurgling water below can be heard.
Winter is coming to an end, can spring be far behind?
More than ten feet away from the shore, there is an old and simple tea shop. It is made of wood on three sides.
It was freezing to three feet inside the house, and it was bitingly cold.
The side of the teahouse next to the river was completely open to the air. There were several wooden tables and chairs, most of which had uneven legs and were rattling and swaying in the strong wind.
In such bad weather, business was naturally not much better. There was only one customer in the entire tea shop.
This man looked to be around thirty years old. He was dressed in white and had a long sword at his waist. He had a handsome face, but his tall aquiline nose slightly ruined the harmony of his facial features.
He was wearing very thin clothes, pouring and drinking in the open air where the cold wind was blowing. He was very content, as if he didn't know what the cold was. He just stared quietly in the direction of the imperial capital, his eyes were deep and sharp, but there was a hint of sadness. the breath.
"Guest, these are homemade peanuts from the store, please try them!"
The waiter is a middle-aged man, probably in his early forties. Under the pressure of life, his head is already bare, with not even a hair on his head.
"Yes." The young man in white nodded dullly and did not answer.
"I heard the war is over!"
The waiter in the shop was a familiar person, with a warm face but a cold butt, but he was not discouraged and started chatting to himself, "I wonder if the business will pick up."
This time, the young man in white seemed to find it troublesome to even say "hmm" and completely ignored him.
"Yesterday, I heard two heroes from the Tiandao Alliance chatting, saying that we won a complete victory in this battle." The waiter kept talking, "Now the Daqian Empire is definitely the most powerful country in the world, Her Majesty the Queen At such a young age, he has only been on the throne for a few days, and yet he has become so powerful that he is able to dominate the world. It is truly remarkable!"
"Li Yiru?" The young man in white glanced at him and asked calmly.
"Guests, please be careful!" The waiter's expression changed slightly, he put his finger on his lips and made a "shush" gesture, "How can you say Her Majesty the Queen's name so casually?"
"Where is Li Jiuye now?" The young man in white seemed to be unimpressed by his words, and then asked.
"You mean...the Supreme Emperor?" The waiter searched his memory and asked with some uncertainty.
"That's Li Yiru's father." The young man in white mentioned the two emperors of Daqian, both of whom were very rude, without any respect in his words, "Where is he now?"
"Um..." The waiter looked confused and replied with some uncertainty, "Yes, you should live your life in the imperial city, right? My guest, are you looking for the Supreme Emperor?"
"That's right." The young man in white suddenly slowly pulled out the sword from his waist, looked at it carefully under his eyes, and touched it gently, "I was about to take the head from his neck."
"Guest, guest, you are joking." The waiter's face turned pale with fright, and his lips trembled, "This, you can't make such a joke!"
"Do I look like I'm joking?" The young man in white turned to look at him and asked slowly.
"Here, there are so many powerful people in this imperial city, and the security is so tight. I heard from the hero yesterday that there are many spiritual masters around the Queen." The waiter in the shop seemed to be in shock, but after analysis, he said clearly, "Guest, how old are you? Qingqing, I'm afraid I won't be able to get close to the palace alone!"
"You actually know about Spirit Master?" A strange color flashed in the eyes of the young man in white, and his voice became softer, "But Li Jiuye and I have a deep hatred, and I just want to kill him, but what should I do?
"
For some unknown reason, he seemed determined to discuss the assassination of the royal family with a waiter at a tea shop.
"This, this... my guest, you still have a great life, why do you have to go to the palace to die." The waiter was so frightened that his whole body became weak, his legs and feet kept shaking, and he stuttered, "No matter how powerful you are, you will still be outnumbered.
,unless,unless..."
In the middle of the conversation, he suddenly closed his mouth and stopped talking.
"Unless what?" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the young man in white.
"No, it's nothing. You're just talking nonsense, don't forget it." Cold sweat broke out on the waiter's forehead, and he was on the verge of crying, "Young kid doesn't understand anything."
"Speak or die, which one do you choose?" The sword in the hand of the young man in white was placed on the waiter's neck at some point, scaring him so much that he almost became incontinent on the spot.
"Around, two months ago, I accidentally heard a hero mention that there was a place dozens of miles east of the imperial capital, called the 'Wanjue Valley'." The waiter tried his best to squeeze out a smile.
But his expression was uglier than crying, and he hated himself for talking too much, "According to him, strange beasts are rampant here, and it is extremely dangerous. If ten thousand people go in, not one of them may come out alive. But once they escape, they will be very powerful."
Zeng, invincible in the world, you, if you really want to deal with the Supreme Emperor, why not, why not..."
Before he finished speaking, the young man in white had slowly put down the sword in his hand, with a look of surprise on his face.
Rumors of the "Wanjue Valley" have been around for a long time, and it is nothing new to Daqian practitioners.
In order to get Ziyuan, the playboy Nangong Lin deliberately put on a look of death in front of Sima Rou. He claimed that in order to break through the heavenly wheel, he would go to the Valley of Ten Thousand Jue alone. If he didn't succeed, he would become a benevolent person. This frightened the governor's lady and made her fall into disgrace on the spot.
Rong was distraught and confused. In order to save her lover's life, she secretly drugged her and assassinated her best friend.
The reason why Sima Rou is so at a loss is because the rumored Wanjue Valley is too dangerous. Countless powerful people have come here in the past to find out its secrets, but once they enter the valley, they are often like nothing.
There was no news and he was never seen again.
As far as we know, there are only two people who are lucky enough to have returned alive from the Wanjue Valley, namely Su Menglong, the owner of Baixian Village, and Ye Mingxing, the leader of Ziyang Sword Sect.
Before entering the valley, these two people only had the cultivation level of the Earth Wheel. When they returned, they were able to fly in the air. In a short period of time, they were transformed and became the top spiritual masters in the world.
However, both of them claimed to have lost their memories in the Valley of Ten Thousand Jue, and they could not explain why their cultivation level increased so fast.
With these two successful cases, under the influence of survivor bias, the majority of cultivators immediately went crazy. They seemed to have completely ignored the dangers in the valley, and flocked to them from all over the world.
This situation lasted for decades, and since then there has never been a lucky person who escaped unscathed.
As time goes by, people's enthusiasm for Wanjue Valley gradually fades away, and the entrance to the valley, which was once bustling with people, finally regains its former tranquility.
The mysterious Wanjue Valley has also become a topic of conversation among people after dinner, an out-and-out joke.
Since the two spiritual masters Su Menglong and Ye Mingxing came back, they have always been in seclusion, isolated from the world, and devoted themselves to cultivating. Even the great battle that affected the entire cultivation world not long ago failed to make them appear again.
"The Valley of All Jue?"
The moment he heard this term, the young man in white didn't find it funny. Instead, his eyes lit up, as if he had been opened to a new way of thinking, "What you said makes sense."
At this time, the waiter was in tears, with runny nose, almost on the verge of collapse, no matter what he said.
I, alone, want to seek revenge on the whole world, but I am really powerless, so I might as well take a gamble and go to that hellish place. If I succeed...
The young man in white's eyes became more and more determined. He looked at the waiter and asked gently: "What's your name?"
"Xiao, Xiao's name is Wang Lun." The waiter in the shop felt numb at the sight and hesitantly replied.
"Wang Lun, I remember!"
The young man in white said something lightly, then suddenly put his sword into its sheath, turned around gracefully, and quickly disappeared from sight without making any movement.
Watching him leave, the panic and fear on the waiter's face disappeared instantly, and his body stopped shaking.
"again."
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a strange light suddenly appeared in his eyes.