Wan Yu looked at Murong Chunyu and said softly: "Master Murong, please don't do this. The evil thief Wang Qiuxue can die, and fifty-six out of ten of them will depend on you."
"If you weren't here, it would be very difficult to kill Wang Qiuxue just by relying on my own skills."
As Wan Yu said this, Murong Chunyu and Zhao Rui recalled what happened that day. Wang Qiuxue died without a complete body in the end. It was entirely her own fault and she really couldn't blame anyone else.
What happened that day is still vivid in my mind when I think about it.
Murong Chunyu and Zhao Rui looked at each other and sighed softly.
In fact, Zhao Rui knew what Murong Chunyu was thinking right now. Master Shi Lin was so important to Sun Biqing, but Master Shi Lin died of exhaustion while escorting them out of the Shaolin Temple.
If Zhao Rui didn't return to Shaolin to avenge Master Shi Lin, Murong Chunyu would definitely not be willing to do so based on Zhao Rui's understanding of Murong Chunyu.
Anyway, with Wan Yu's help now, the matter is much more secure. Of course, whether this matter can be accomplished in the end is still unknown.
Since the disciples of Wuling Sect all needed to rest, several disciples led Wan Yu and Murong Chunyu to the dining hall of this inn.
The waiter was ordered to serve good wine and food, and several people sat down one after another.
A disciple filled the wine glasses of Wan Yu, Murong Chunyu and Zhao Rui with wine. Wan Yu picked up the wine glasses, looked at Murong Chunyu and said: "Since we parted ways with the Tianquan Sect, we have never had the chance to see each other again."
"I am really touched by the fact that we meet here today. Master Murong, come here, we two will get drunk here today before we rest!"
Murong Chunyu was already too drunk, and Zhao Rui tried to persuade him. However, Murong Chunyu had been depressed all day long and had nowhere to vent, so he started drinking with Wan Yu.
After three rounds of drinking, Murong Chunyu and Wan Yu were both a little tipsy.
Zhao Rui couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, looked at Wan Yu and asked: "May I ask Master Wan, you are Wang Qiuxue's eldest disciple after all, why did Wang Qiuxue, a thief, treat you like this during his lifetime?"
Wan Yu shook his head and said with a wry smile on his face: "It's better not to mention this matter. This thief Wang Qiuxue is also very cruel to every disciple in the sect."
"Being able to die now is really a blessing from God, hehe! If Wang Qiuxue doesn't die, those of us in the Five Spirit Sect will really not be able to survive!"
Zhao Rui thought in his mind: Although the Wuling Sect was created out of thin air by Wang Qiuxue, Wang Qiuxue was previously the top disciple of the Tianquan Sect and was Murong Chunyu's senior sister.
Although Wang Qiuxue later had a falling out with the Tianquan Sect because of inheriting the position of leader, so she left the Tianquan Sect and established her own school outside.
However, no matter what, this Wang Qiuxue comes from a well-known and upright sect, and it is said that she is very clear about the rules of the sect.
But why would you do such an unjust thing?
It is really against the law of heaven!
According to Wan Yu, Wang Qiuxue treats everyone like this, not just Wan Yu.
After Zhao Rui thought about it for a long time, he finally couldn't figure it out.
But at this moment, a rush of footsteps was suddenly heard outside. At first, none of the people present paid attention.
Just as we were changing cups and enjoying the leisurely time, the waiter from the shop came out with an exclamation: "Something is wrong! That half-year-old child seems to be possessed by a demon, and his whole body is red!"
Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu felt nervous, stood up quickly, and rushed out quickly.
Seeing this, several disciples of Wuling Sect looked at Wan Yu.
Wan Yu stared deeply at the leaving figures of Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu, looked at the people beside him and asked in a deep voice: "Have you found any suspicious persons?"