Seeing Wang Le's expression in this way, Xiao Yue couldn't help but mutter in his heart that this guy was either stubborn or did not realize how terrifying the Jinglei Pavilion, as a hidden Taoist sect, was.

Obviously, in Xiaoyue's opinion, it was obviously the former, and this guy was just showing off his strength.

Wang Le didn't explain much, let alone tell the master and disciple in front of him that before he killed Mu Yunlei, he had already killed the disciples and disciples of Jinglei Pavilion because of stealing Wan Beast Flowers.

It is precisely because of this that in Wang Le's eyes, the hatred with Jinglei Pavilion cannot be resolved at all, so don't think about the possibility of being resolved.

Therefore, it is Wang Le’s only choice for him to block the water and soil, and there is no other way.

"Stay early, see Nanhua."

Wang Le smiled and bowed to Hai Wuya and then left the room and floated away.

As for Hai Wuya's desperate attempt to see the artifact butterfly, he could only delay it.

Xiao Yue watched Wang Le put on Yi Rong mask again and left the room, then walked out of Wanfu Inn, and realized that the other party had no intention of leaving Wushuang City with him tomorrow.

At this moment, a trace of chill appeared deep in Xiao Yue's heart. He closed the door absent-mindedly, walked to Hai Wuya, and said without a head and tail: "This guy is too scheming and too careful."

Hai Wuya said with a calm expression: "So he killed many people and can survive until now."

After pausing, Hai Wuya continued: "If it was as expected, he had decided to leave Wushuang City overnight as soon as he killed Mu Yunlei."

Xiao Yue looked at Hai Wuya with a serious face and asked, "Master, do we really want to stay in Nanhuaguan for three years?"

He saw a fiery look in Hai Wuya's eyes, and nodded without hesitation and said, "Of course, for the sake of the artifact butterfly, it is worth it even if he was imprisoned in Nanhuaguan for five years."

Speaking of this, Hai Wuya couldn't help but sigh and said with emotion: "From the moment we know his true identity, we have no other choice, otherwise there would be only a dead end."

After pausing for a moment, Hai Wuya continued with a refreshed spirit: "More importantly, he can cure the old heart disease of his master and solve the fatal problem of qi and blood failure."

Xiao Yue frowned with thin and black brows, and finally couldn't help asking curiously: "Master, can you tell what the guy used?"

Hai Wuya shook his head thoughtfully and said slowly: "I can only feel that he has used magic power on me. As for the rest, I can't speculate on myself."

Xiao Yue was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help but look surprised.

Because his master is not only a few weapon refining masters in the martial arts world, but also a famous alchemy master and medical master.

In addition, the treatment party actually knew nothing about Wang Le's treatment methods, which was really incredible.

As for Wang Le's use of magic power on him, God knows if this cunning guy is used to deliberately cover up his real healing method.

Thinking of all this, Xiao Yue finally couldn't help but feel confused and asked, "This guy is not only strong enough, but also has too many secrets on him, right?"

"Can the little Nanhua Temple really cultivate such a demon who is hard to meet in a thousand years?"

Hai Wuya smiled bitterly and said with emotion: "There are monsters in troubled times. No matter where his origin is, he is born under this starry sky!"

Just as Xiao Yue was about to speak, Hai Wuya suddenly changed his face, and then he signaled to silence, and said in a deep voice: "There is murderous aura, the aura of a powerful man in the heavenly level."

As he spoke, Hai Wuya's body flashed in front of the window of the room, and then opened it and looked out to the long street outside Wanfu Inn.

At this time, Wang Le, who should have left, was standing in the middle of the long street and confronting him silently.

Xiao Yue walked to the window quickly and saw the old man confronting Wang Le, he couldn't help but blurt out and exclaimed: "This is the Blood Thunder Sword Song Hongjiang!"

Hai Wuya nodded with a serious expression and said, "That's right, he is Song Hongjiang from Jinglei Pavilion. He has refined a realm-breaking pill for him. Unexpectedly, this person has successfully promoted to the realm of heaven."

Xiao Yue looked at Wang Le, who was standing in the middle of the long street, standing like a statue, and said to Hai Wuya anxiously: "This guy can die anytime, but he can't die before your old disease is cured."

"Master, hurry up and stop the mediation! Otherwise, this guy will definitely fall under Song Hongjiang's Blood Thunder Sword tonight!"

Hai Wuya looked at Xiao Yue, the disciple standing next to him. His eyes were fixed on Wang Le and Song Hongjiang who were confronting each other on the long street downstairs. He said helplessly with a serious expression: "Song Hongjiang doesn't ask me for anything, how can I dissuade you?"

After pausing, Hai Wuya sighed and smiled bitterly: "If you are not mistaken for your master, Song Hongjiang should be the guardian of Mu Yunlei, who is walking in the contemporary world of Jinglei Pavilion."

Speaking of this, Hai Wuya looked at his disciple Xiao Yue and said with a pessimistic look: "Mu Yunlei is dead in the contemporary world of Jinglei Pavilion. As a Taoist protector, Song Hongjiang does not kill the murderer Wang Le, then he will definitely be dead when he returns to Jinglei Pavilion."

Xiao Yue couldn't help but look gloomy on his face and asked softly: "What should I do? Master, you finally have hope of healing. Are you desperate again so quickly?"

Hai Wuya sighed softly and replied, "Leave it to fate!"

After pausing, Hai Wuya turned his mind again, and said with a strange color flashing in his eyes: "If the artifact butterfly is really brought by him, there may be a glimmer of hope."

Xiao Yue's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, shook his head with disbelief and said, "It's unimaginable that the legendary artifact can be activated by a guy with only the ground level cultivation level and exerted great power."

"So leave it to fate." Hai Wuya repeated again.

"Uh!" Xiao Yue suddenly became silent and said no more, because he knew that no matter how high his master was, he could not offend a giant like Jinglei Pavilion.

Xiao Yue, who was standing in front of the window, looked at the guy who was confronting Song Hongjiang, and muttered softly: "Don't die so soon!"

…………

From the moment Wang Le killed Mu Yunlei, he didn't think about staying in Wushuang City and leaving the city again the next day.

If it weren't for finding Hai Wuya to refine his natal magic weapon for him, he would have left the city as soon as he destroyed Qin Sheng.

But there is never any if in the world, so Wang Le can only face the cruel reality in front of him.
Chapter completed!