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Chapter 1829 The soul breaks the way back

Wang Le, who was in a rush of voices and deafening face, kept silent and thought to himself: "Only by living are qualified to pursue immortality. If you have lost your life, why are you talking about immortality?"

At this moment, the Qing Dynasty woman with a peerless face couldn't help but appear in Wang Le's mind.

It is precisely in order to pursue immortality that one will become a state where one is not human and a ghost is not ghost.

Wang Le believes that the price to be paid will definitely make Qu Liandie feel unforgettable.

"Is there really an immortal and eternal existence in this world?" Wang Le thought in his heart with full of doubt.

But soon, Wang Le waved such thoughts from his mind.

Because for Wang Le, no matter whether there is an immortal existence or not, he has no interest. After a hundred years of life, no one knows what will happen in the next moment. Just take every step of the moment.

"I already know the past, but I don't want to know the future. Living every moment of the present is the most important thing." Wang Le said intimately.

Just when Wang Lexin was thinking about it, the shouts of the alliance soldiers on the playground finally stopped.

At this time, Wu Nantian's voice resounded in everyone's ears and said, "In half an hour, we will officially set off! Please restrain our disciples and disciples, so that we must not break the military discipline!"

"No!" Hundreds of thousands of alliance soldiers rushed out of the playground, and then, led by the elders in his sect, retreated from the playground in an orderly manner and prepared to leave.

Tiandao Yaozhong looked at the members of the trial team gathered together and said, "Since the training mission has been completed, then disband on the spot. Please return to the team of your own sect!"

After saying that, Tiandao Yaozhong and Fengxue Gun Bao Chong did not delay at all, and almost disappeared without any discernment.

At this time, Zheng Ge squeezed to Wang Le and Fatty Huang, and then asked: "Third brother, will you follow my team in Tiange next, or will you set off with my elder brother Lingtai Sect team?"

Wang Le smiled dismissively and replied: "It's the same with everyone, so I will continue to follow my elder brother!"

The sudden look in Zheng Ge's eyes flashed and he instantly understood the meaning of Wang Le's words.

That is, Wang Le will sooner or later leave the alliance army and go back to Nanhuaguan alone, so there is no difference between following anyone.

Then he saw Zheng Ge's face showing a reluctance, then he stepped forward and patted Wang Le on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Three brother, take care of yourself!"

Wang Le smiled and punched Zheng Ge, then put away the smile on his face, and replied solemnly: "The green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever, and there will be a time in the future!"

Zheng Ge nodded and said no, then said goodbye to Fatty Huang again, then turned around and quickly chased the Tongtian Pavilion team led by Tong Yueshan in the distance.

Just as Wang Le and Fatty Huang were immersed in the sorrow of separation, they were about to leave the playground, and suddenly they saw Zhuang Yu of Qinggong and Yin Liaoyuan of the Martial God Temple coming over together.

Wang Le couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then he returned to his calm and natural state. At this time, the fat yellow man standing next to him looked unkind and said, "What? The training mission has been over. Do you still want to find fault if you are not convinced?"

Qinggong Zhuang Yu looked at Wang Le with fear and fear, but he was still not showing any weakness. He threatened with a harsh and restrained voice: "Wang Le, I admit that your strength is good. Even the late-stage martial arts earth-level strong men can't do anything to you, but in front of those seniors at the heavenly level, you are nothing different from us. They are all ants!"

Wang Le narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Qinggong Zhuang Yu and said, "Are you threatening the treasure you have handed over?"

Qinggong Zhuang Yu snorted coldly: "You can know if you don't say secret words, otherwise, the next journey back will be your underworld!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Liaoyuan, the Martial God Temple standing next to Zhuangyu in Qinggong, said to Wang Le with a smile: "Brother Wang is also a smart person. He should understand the principle of guilt of possessing a treasure. The mysterious seeds and the complete ancient body refining technique are very hot!"

After a pause, Yin Liaoyuan's voice unconsciously lowered and continued to warn Wang Le: "You were able to successfully save the treasure in your hand last night because everyone looked down on your strength."

"But next time, Brother Wang, you won't have such good luck. Then the one who takes action will no longer be a ground-level powerhouse."

Wang Le's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he looked at Yin Liaoyuan and said indifferently: "It seems that among the people I killed last night, there were people from your Martial God Temple."

Yin Liaoyuan's face changed instantly, and then he shook his head back to normal and denied: "If there is no evidence, don't swear!"

At this time, Wang Le naturally captured Yin Liaoyuan's change in expression, and couldn't help but sneer and said with a murderous intent: "I'm just bluffing. I didn't expect that among the four dead ghosts, there are people from the Martial God Temple. Hey, I'll remember this account on Brother Liaoyuan."

Yin Liaoyuan couldn't help but shudder, followed by a forced calm speech and said sarcastically: "Even if you keep this account on Yin, I'm afraid that you will be dead and come to me to collect the account!"

Speaking of this, Yin Liaoyuan took a step and passed Wang Le by the way, and said gloatingly: "Wang Le, on the next journey, Yin's heavenly uncles and uncles will treat you well."

After saying that, Yin Liaoyuan burst into laughter and walked out of the playground.

At this time, Qinggong Zhuang Yu came over and sneered at Wang Le, saying, "I said that the people who offended Qinggong have never had a good end. Wang Le, just wait and see!"

Before Wang Le could respond, Zhuang Yu quickly left with pride.

In the blink of an eye, Yin Liaoyuan, the Temple of the Martial Gods and Zhuang Yu of Qinggong disappeared into the dark crowd.

Zheng Ge looked at the direction where the two disappeared and said with concern: "Third brother, why not let me, Mr. Tong and Senior Ye escort you back to Nanhuaguan together!"

Fatty Huang nodded without hesitation and agreed: "Second brother is right. Your situation is too dangerous, so let Tongtian Pavilion and Lingtai Sect work together to escort you back to Nanhuaguan."

At this time, Wang Le shook his head and refused and said, "No, the Temple of the Martial God and the Qing Palace are both top forces in the martial arts world. This will only cause more people to die in Tongtian Pavilion and Lingtai Sect."

"But..." As soon as Fatty Huang spoke, Wang Le, who had a firm look on his face, immediately interrupted: "It is the greatest blessing that these soldiers who go to the border can leave the battlefield alive. I don't want the souls of the two brothers to be broken on the way back."

After a pause, Wang Le smiled slightly and continued to say to the two of them: "They want my life, but they still underestimate me, Wang Le, and look down on myself."
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