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1431 Dancing on the tip of the knife II

When Uncle Ze and Uncle Cang sighed while worrying about gains and losses, the sky gradually became brighter, and the stars and the bright moon disappeared without a trace. The rising sun had not yet emerged, but the horizon was already covered with red glow.

It's another good weather today.

Wang Le, Qingyangzi, and Lao Yang, and four others left their residence at this time. With the bustling streets and people who were flowing downstream, they walked towards the city gate without any rush.

Among the crowd, Wang Le, who was sandwiched between Lao Yang and Qing Yangzi, was still thinking about the decision they made before going out.

Of course, this decision was also Qingyangzi's idea, that is, when Bai Yujing was released, the four of them parted ways.

Lao Yang and his wife returned to Xuguan first, while Qingyangzi took Wang Le to continue their trip to Nanhuaguan.

"I hope I won't make any more troubles in the next journey. I've had enough of it, alas!" Wang Le said with powerless grief.

After all, the fist is not big enough and not hard enough. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been so hiding and putting on a disguise-mask.

Wang Le followed Lao Yang and his wife silently, huddled forward among the crowd, thinking in his heart that he had entered the martial arts world and had walked along the way, especially in Bai Yujing. Although he had not been in long, he had been provoked by bad intentions, as if he had lived like a year, making him feel that he was always walking on the wire rope.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is dancing on the tip of a knife.

Because in this short period of time, they first fought with the experts from the Bai Yujing Xuan List one after another, and then some Earth-level masters pretended to be the people of the Xuan-level who wanted to attack while they were unprepared.

Not to mention the first time I met Bai Xiaolou, a genius master from the Dragon and Tiger Mountain lineage of the hidden Taoist sect...

Although Wang Le never suffered a defeat in this continuous battle and killing, continuing the invincible myth of the imperial throne in the mysterious army, the intrusion of Mr. Liu Finger, the rotational person on Bai Yujing almost made him become a fish on the chopping board. Afterwards, he was even more frightened and could not sleep all night!

Of course, although this continuous battle and killing made Wang Le always in danger, it also made his experience in fighting the enemy, especially when facing the battle between martial arts masters, he seemed even more at ease.

And further consolidated the risk of unstable martial arts realm since breaking through the bottleneck and entering a new realm, Wang Le’s own martial arts foundation has completely eliminated the hidden danger of unstable martial arts realm due to the short practice time.

This also laid an extremely solid foundation for the future of martial arts practice to advance to a new level...

When the morning sun finally struggled out from the horizon and slowly rose to the east, and a gentle red light enveloped the ancient city, Wang Le, Qingyangzi and four others also arrived at the city gate.

The plan for the day is in the morning, and people out of the city lined up in a long queue, waiting in front of the city gate.

Because there was only one gate opened, the crowd in line couldn't see the edge at first sight, just like a long dragon spreading.

"It's really a turbulent time to come to Bai Yujing these days, and it's getting more and more chaotic. I don't know when it will be the end!"

"That's right, since the imperial throne who came to this world entered the city, the entire Bai Yujing was in chaos. He swept across the Bai Yujing Xuanlist master, and he didn't expect that during the battle, the map of the tomb of the First Emperor Ying Zheng was exposed."

"For this map, in Baiyu Capital, the forces representing the major sects in the central region were completely excited. They all wanted to take this map for themselves. Unexpectedly, before the matter was over, the blood rain at night occurred in Huiyangguan, and there were new human skins and countless strange things that killed the experts of the Earth-level rank."

"I thought the evil thing about the fresh human skin was over, and I finally became quieter. Unexpectedly, the crack that broke at that time actually led directly to the source stone vein deep in the underground of Baiyujing. It seems that this noisy day cannot be over in a short period of time!"

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Among the crowd waiting to leave the city, the noise and chaotic discussions continued to flow into the ears of Wang Le, Qing Yangzi, and Lao Yang.

Lao Yang and his wife looked back at Wang Le behind. Although everyone was wearing disguise masks, the playful look in the couple's eyes was not concealed at all.

As the protagonist of the crowd, Wang Dashao was stared at by Lao Yang and his wife at this time. He couldn't help but touch his nose habitually and muttered softly: "I didn't expect that in just a few days, the reputation of the Emperor's throne was so loud in Bai Yujing, which is really surprising!"

I saw Tian Yunshan, who turned into a middle-aged beauty, covered her mouth and chuckled and joked: "It seems that the imperial throne is a disaster. No matter where she goes, she will suffer from disaster."

Old Yang smiled and blinked at Wang Le, and jokingly said, "Nephew! Do you think this imperial throne's ability to cause trouble is even more powerful than his cultivation?"

"Uh!" Wang Le was immediately amused by the couple's teasing. There were three black lines on his forehead and said speechlessly: "The degree of hatred attraction of this imperial throne is indeed at a limit. This time he has already made his reputation in Bai Yujing. I hope he will not be so arrogant again in the future. After all, the night walking in the brocade is low-key, and it is also the kingly way."

At this time, Qingyangzi, who was walking behind, smiled and then said, "If the imperial throne knows how to keep a low profile, it will not be an imperial throne."

Wang Le's body stiffened and did not look back at Qingyangzi. He just smiled faintly and said to himself: "It seems that they don't believe the explanation I made about this outfit, so they are determined to be so thrust! Hey, this is really small!"

Of course, Wang Le just smiled in his heart and would not mind because of this. After all, as a comrade-in-arms on the same boat, it would be wrong to do such a concealment first.

Not to mention that he went to Nanhua Temple this time. Without the dedicated help of Qingyangzi and Lao Yang, Wang Le would have made it extremely challenging to enter Nanhua Temple to practice safely.

Wang Le, who has always been self-aware, understands this very well, so he cannot express his gratitude to Qingyangzi, and can only be left to repay him if he has the chance in the future.

Just when Wang Lexin was thinking about it, a thin middle-aged warrior lined behind Qingyangzi said with emotion because he heard the discussion among the four people: "I didn't expect that in the secular world that has always been looked down upon by our martial arts world, there would be a stunning and talented person like the Emperor. It won't take long before this person's reputation will resound throughout the martial arts world!"
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