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Chapter 1876 Daobao

Weng Yuan's sudden invasion not only made Wang Le feel moved, but other guests in the lobby on the second floor were also stunned, with surprise and surprise on his face. Tian'lai "Novel WW" w. 2

No one expected that Weng Yuan would be brave enough to kill the law enforcement team members of the City Lord's Mansion, and he was in a public place like Yipinju.

What's more, Weng Yuan knew that there was an old monster in the Heavenly Level in the City Lord's Mansion now!

"This Weng's brain is really terrified. The six disciples from the Qing Palace in Chengnan Inn must have been killed by him."

"Yes, I don't even dare to go to the city lord's mansion, it must be because I am guilty of being a thief."

"Weng Yuan first killed six disciples in the Qing Palace, and now he killed three law enforcement members of the City Lord's Mansion. From now on, there is no place for him to live in the martial arts world, and he will have to die in the future."

"Faith? Hey, if he can live to see tomorrow's sun, he will be lucky."

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After witnessing Weng Yuan's sudden murder, the guests recovered from the shock and couldn't help but talk.

Wang Le, who was planning to leave because of more things, was better than less. Seeing that the entrance to the second floor hall was blocked by the bodies of the three law enforcement team members who were different from each other, the ground was filled with blood, hesitated.

Following Wang Leyou, the guests at the scene had no intention of leaving at all. A sudden look flashed in their eyes, and they couldn't help but think in their hearts: "It's best to stay here and wait for the people from the City Lord's Mansion to come. If they leave now, it will cause unnecessary suspicion."

Just as Wang Legang made a decision, the curtain at the entrance of the hall on the second floor was lifted up by an old man who was short and fat, just like a short winter melon.

The old man in brocade robe had no intention of coming in, and said to everyone in the hall with apologetic expression: "I'm really sorry, everyone, no one expected that something would be so unfortunate in my Yipinju."

After a pause, the old man from the dwarf winter melon further said: "Now I can only feel sorry for you to stay on the scene for the time being. I am deeply sorry for the inconvenience caused."

Finally, the old man from Dwarf Winter Melon did not forget to say to everyone: "Today, all the expenses you spend in my Yipinju are exempt."

At this time, a guest in the hall smiled and bowed to the old man and said, "You are so kind, shopkeeper."

Then two more guests thanked the shopkeeper of the Yipinju.

As for Wang Le and other guests, they were expressionless and stood there in a state of joy and anger without any affection, and they didn't even care about the old man.

After all, if you go to Yipinju for no reason, you will not be depressed. It is already very embarrassing to not give this shopkeeper a bad face.

This old shopkeeper is also a wise man, and he disappeared from everyone's sight with tactfulness.

For a moment, the entire second-floor lobby fell into silence, and a group of people, including Wang Le, sat back in front of their tables.

While waiting for the people from the city lord's mansion to come, strange invisible spiritual senses entered the hall on the second floor from time to time.

These invisible spiritual senses that entered the second floor hall at no time were strong and weak, including many powerful spiritual senses of the heavenly-level powerful people, and there were also many, which made Wang Le secretly shocked.

"Are these old monsters in the heavenly ranks all come for the ravenous beasts?" Wang Le couldn't help but guess in his heart.

Thinking of this, Wang Le became more curious about Wanwanhua. He made up his mind to deal with the ragged thing in front of him. He must privately ask the young guy about Wanwanhua later.

Wang Le believes that the young man works in a place with informational communication like Yipinju, so he must know a lot of information about Wanzhouhua.

Time passed slowly in this boring waiting, and gradually, the invisible spiritual sense that entered the lobby on the second floor was gone.

Suddenly, the curtain at the entrance seemed to be lifted by an invisible hand, and Wang Le and others who were sitting in the hall looked in front of them.

When everyone in the hall saw it clearly, they saw a tall and thin man in his fifties wearing a black hat and a gray robe, suddenly appeared next to the two beautiful women in the middle of the hall, who had already lost their appearance.

At this time, a guest quickly stood up and bowed to the visitor and said in a deep voice: "The City Lord is finally here."

Wang Le narrowed his eyes and looked at the tall and thin man wearing a black hat in front of him without moving his expression. At the same time, he thought to himself: "It turns out that this is Luo Yiheng, the lord of the Pilgrimage City whom he heard of when he was shopping during the day."

At this time, I saw the lord of the Pilgrimage City who existed in the late stage of the martial arts realm. I coldly glanced around the people in the hall, and then said in a deep voice: "Now that guy Weng Yuan has already been chasing the Heavenly Level Senior, so you can leave."

After saying that, Luo Yiheng turned around and walked slowly to the bodies of the three law enforcement team members, then waved his back to the sleeves of the robe.

In the flash of lightning, the headless corpses and heads on the ground, as well as blood on the ground, all disappeared out of thin air after Luo Yiheng waved his sleeve, and there was no trace of it on the floor.

Then Luo Yiheng, who had no idea of ​​looking back, walked slowly to the entrance and continued to turn his back to everyone and said, "In a turbulent autumn, you should know yourself, otherwise, you will only bury your bones and pilgrimage to the holy city in the end."

After saying that, Luo Yiheng disappeared at the entrance, but a voice still came to everyone's ears and said, "The Ten Thousand Beast Flowers are not qualified to peek at by people like you and me. They are the Taoist treasures that are fought for by the heavenly level!"

"There are all ants under the Heavenly Stadium. I hope you can do it yourself..."

With the lingering sound, the lord of the Holy City was floating away, leaving behind a group of thoughtful people.

Young Master Wang slapped his lips and complained in his heart with disdain: "Everyone can say these beautiful words and everyone understands the truth, but greed is the original sin. The world is bustling for profit, the world is bustling for profit, and all living beings are like this."

"If everyone sees through it, then the world will be peaceful, and there will be no troubled times in this martial arts world."

However, no matter how much he complained, Wang Le was even more interested in Luo Yiheng's name Wanbeast Flower as Daobao.

"Hey, what's the saying about this treasure? I haven't heard from my grandfather and Senior Qingyangzi and others before." Wang Le thought.

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le was too lazy to continue staying in the second floor lobby and walked straight towards the entrance.

As for whether Luo Yiheng's words will affect other guests in the hall, Wang Le won't be able to make a promise. After all, no one is a rookie who just debuted, nor is he a three-year-old child.

What's more, as a martial arts master, if you don't dare to face the challenge, then this is all the achievements of martial arts in this life, let alone reaching the peak of martial arts.

And all of these martial arts powerful men in the hall, Wang Le's observation, are ruthless characters.
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