That night, after Ning Bizhi and Mu Xihu were very sensible and left the living room and returned to the room to rest, Wang Le and Mu Xiyan had a good time and planned their trip tomorrow, and then returned to their respective rooms.

Although Young Master Wang is addicted to the hero tomb in the gentle country, his daily practice cannot be delayed.

Ten thousand years is too long, and I have to seize the day. This sense of urgency is always filled with my heart. Wang Le dared not relax at all, especially under the promise of this one-year period.

The night is hazy, the moon is in the sky, and the blue sea turns black, magnificent and depressing in the sound of waves.

In the darkness, Wang Le, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and practicing in meditation, suddenly felt a palpitation, and couldn't help but open his eyes, revealing confusion and a solemn look mixed with.

"What's going on"

Wang Le frowned slightly, and while talking softly, he got up and left the bed to the floor-to-ceiling window in the bedroom and opened the curtains.

The cold moonlight spread into the dark bedroom as the curtains opened, making Wang Le's reflection on the floor long.

"Yeah" Wang Le's nose moved slightly, then opened the window door, rose from the bedroom on the second floor, and jumped onto the lawn downstairs outside the villa.

At this time, the two big inside masters who were standing in a nearby corner and specializing in protecting the safety of the villa saw Wang Le appear, and were immediately awakened and walked over quickly.

"Mr. Wang, what's wrong?"

One of the short but strong middle-aged masters asked Wang Le.

Wang Le narrowed his eyes and looked at the end of the black sea under the night. At this time, the sea breeze blew past the ends of his forehead, making the two masters confused and inexplicably uneasy.

"Mr. Wang"

Another big inner master who was tall and thin, looked very capable and young, couldn't help but ask again.

At this time, Wang Le took a deep breath, his nose trembled slightly, and his eyes didn't look at the two big masters standing next to him. Finally, he broke the silence and opened his mouth and said quietly: "I smell the blood."

"Ah" Both of the big masters were shocked, and then followed Wang Le's sight and looked at the end of the sea. A look of confusion and doubt appeared on their faces.

Because they didn't find anything, let alone the smell of blood that Wang Le said.

Then he saw the short middle-aged master, smiling and saying to Wang Le: "Mr. Wang, are you too careless?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another young master next to him took over the conversation and agreed, "Old Hong is right. Mr. Wang, are you too concerned about it? Besides, even if something happens, with the strength of the three of us, there will definitely be no trouble."

Wang Le slowly shook his head, his face became more and more serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Believe me, the blood brought by the sea breeze will definitely not be wrong."

"Uh" The two big masters were stunned when they saw Wang Le so serious, and looked at each other, feeling speechless.

Although they did not agree with Wang Le's words in their hearts, they were not easy to refute. After all, the other party's status and the strong strength in the rumors were here. There must be respect on the surface. We cannot wipe out Mr. Wang's face and avoid unpleasantness.

The young master of the inner master followed Wang Le and looked at the sea under the night for a while. He found that there was nothing strange. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Mr. Wang is really shocked. There is no smell of blood. If it were someone else, I would have spitted his face long ago."

The short, middle-aged master named Hong's eyes turned strange when he looked at Wang Le, because he was like his companion and found nothing at all.

After thinking about it, the Hong surnamed Hong looked at Wang Le and said tactfully: "Mr. Wang, this bloody smell cannot be said to be caused by the fight between sharks in the sea or other aggressive fish."

Wang Le finally put away his gaze at the end of the deep sea, turned to look at the two big masters standing behind, shook his head again, "The blood of humans and animals is essentially different. This is clear, and he is absolutely sure that the blood brought by the sea breeze is definitely not emitted by fish or other animals."

Speaking of this, Wang Le's eyes looked at the two of them became deeper and deeper, and said, "Don't doubt Wang's judgment in this regard."

At this moment, Wang Le's invisible evil aura had already been restrained and began to vent. No need for him to say anything else. Both of the two masters, as a martial arts man, trembled in their hearts.

"Fuck, how many people did this guy kill?"

The master surnamed Hong was immediately frightened and exclaimed in his heart.

Because he had heard from the elders in the sect that the martial arts people who died of blood and wafted through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood would be plagued by evil spirits.

Once you encounter conflicts with such a person, it is often a little bit of bad luck. Unless your martial arts cultivation is much higher than the other party, you can only ask for more blessings.

After thinking about it, the Hong family's master was sweating coldly behind his back. He couldn't help but be glad that he and Wang Le were on the same boat, rather than fighting against each other, such as the fat hunch who had no life and no corpse to die.

At this time, the relatively young master was not much better. After feeling the dangerous aura emitted by Wang Le invisibly, his eyes began to dodge and he did not dare to look at him anymore.

"The perverted rumors about this guy in Sijiu City are indeed true, absolutely no exaggeration."

The young master of the inner world couldn't help but feel a little afraid and murmured secretly.

Wang Le closed his eyes to the two of them, turned around and continued to look towards the end of the sea, because the sea breeze mixed with the smell of blood was blowing from that direction.

At this moment, Wang Le's heart became heavier. Although he could not know the source of the bloody smell, he felt the danger getting closer and closer. Maybe in the next second

The storm was about to come and the wind filled the building. Inexplicably, Wang Le felt more and more depressed, and his heart was covered with a layer of haze that could not be dissipated for a long time.

This uncontrollable and dangerous unknown variable made Wang Le helpless and depressed, and was also worried.

Because at this moment, there are still family members here, Wang Le is not alone. Even if he encounters dangers that he cannot cope with, he can still escape calmly with the ability to break the delusion Dharma Eye.

Of course, Wang Le was just making the worst plan, and I believe the situation would not be so bad.

Maybe it was because I was worried about it. Even if there was danger, it was not targeted by Wang Le.

"Hope so"
Chapter completed!