Hai Wuya was silent for a few seconds, and then replied in a way that gathered sounds into lines: "After leaving Wushuang City, I will go to Nanhuaguan as soon as possible."

The invisible Wang Le nodded without hesitation and said, "I will protect you from leaving Wushuang City safely in secret, go quickly!"

In this way, Hai Wuya walked out of the crowd as low as possible with Xiao Yue, who was ignorant of this, and rushed straight toward the city gate.

While taking out the top-grade source stone from the magic eye space, Wang Le quietly followed behind him and quickly disappeared among the bustling crowds on the long street...

There was nothing to say along the way. When Hai Wuya and his disciple and the invisible Wang Le came near the city gate, their faces looked a little bad.

Because on the way here, Wushuang City's forbidden air formation was opened again, Wang Le thought with his knees that Wushuang City had been martial law.

After all, two powerful men of the heavenly level fell in this Wushuang City one after another. As the city lord, Luo Xian would not be able to explain to Jinglei Pavilion and Cihang Jingzhai, the two hidden worldly dynasties.

It would be fine if you saw Luo Xian personally staying at the city gate from afar, but it was because Master and disciple Hai Wuya and Wang Le were in a bad mood, Fei Yuxuan and the head of the aristocratic family had already been waiting by the city gate.

When he walked to Hai Wuya, he looked at Luo Xian and Concubine Yuxuan who were blocking his face with an unhappy face, and asked coldly: "What do you mean?"

Luo Xian looked at Hai Wuya with apologetic expression and replied politely: "Master Hai, the world walks and a powerful man in the early stage of the Heavenly Level last night. Now he has no clue, so you can't leave Wushuang City."

Hai Wuya immediately snorted coldly and asked dissatisfiedly: "It's not that I killed the people from Jinglei Pavilion, why don't I let me leave Wushuang City? It's so outrageous!"

Luo Xian, who had already thought about the words, continued to smile and then responded: "Because the emperor who killed Mu Yunlei and Song Hongjiang, the only person who had contacted in this Wushuang City was Master Hai, you..."

As soon as he was halfway through his words, Xiao Yue, a disciple standing next to Hai Wuya, could no longer hold back the anger in his heart. He looked at Luo Xian with a sarcastic face and scolded: "Lord Luo, are you the Lord of Wushuang City appointed by the Alliance Presbyterian Church or the dog raised by Jinglei Pavilion? Don't you know that the Martial Arts Alliance and these hidden Taoist dynasties are destined to be incompatible with water and fire? He turned his arms outward. He was really in danger of his later years and was so embarrassed that he was thrown home!"

Luo Xian was so angry that his face was blushed and his neck was thick-necked by the eloquent Xiao Yue. He looked at Hai Wuya with anger and said, "Master Hai, you are a good disciple! Do you not know how to be polite at all and respect your elders?"

Hai Wuya looked at Luo Xian with a cold face and replied in a cold voice: "My disciple is right, so Lord Luo, you must think twice before you act, don't be safe in your later years! Hai Wuya walks in the martial arts world for the rest of his life, and lacks everything, but he doesn't lack friends!"

Luo Xian's pupils shrank tightly. He was not a fool, so of course he could hear the threat in Hai Wuya's words.

Moreover, Luo Xian also believed that Hai Wuya would never just say it. If he really wanted to stop him from leaving Wushuang City today, he would definitely face the storm-like revenge next, and it would not end until he fell and left the world.

Thinking of this, Luo Xian forced himself to suppress his murderous intent and anger towards Xiao Yue, and retreated silently to the side.

Because Luo Xian knew that even if he was willing to let Hai Wuya go, Concubine Yuxuan, who had never spoken before, would never let the other party leave.

Hai Wuya looked at the smiling concubine Yuxuan, and couldn't help but show disgust on her face, and said impatiently: "The tiger is not powerful. Do you really think that Hai Wuya is a sick cat? Get out of the way, I am going to leave the city!"

Fei Yuxuan did not give way and stood there without moving. Some of the incorrect text suddenly said: "I heard that you have an old disease in your body, which has never been cured. Maybe I, Cihang Jingzhai, can do it."

Hai Wuya sneered and asked back, "Do you think I will believe it?"

Fei Yuxuan replied with a smile: "My Cihang Jingzhai Taoist tradition has been passed down for thousands of years and has not faded. The profound foundation is only the only two or three hidden Taoist traditions that can be compared with. There is no doubt that there are certainly ways to cure the old diseases in your body," he said.

Hai Wuya put away the sneer on his face, looked at Fei Yuxuan with a strange look and asked, "Do you know what my old disease is? Is it so confident that I can cure it?"

I saw a proud look in Fei Yuxuan's eyes and replied confidently: "Of course, even if you only breathe, my Cihang Jingzhai's sacred tree can save it, let alone the old disease in your body, Lao Hai."

"Divine Tree?" Hai Wuya's face changed, and then he confirmed to Concubine Yuxuan: "Azuomu Divine Tree?"

Fei Yuxuan smiled reservedly without saying a word, just nodded.

At this time, although Wang Le, who was invisible nearby, did not know what the Qingmu divine tree was, he was not worried that Hai Wuya would listen to Concubine Yuxuan's words.

Wang Le's eyes glanced at Concubine Yuxuan, and said in his heart: "Even if this divine tree can cure the old diseases of qi and blood decay, Hai Wuya will not be as you wish."

Because Wang Le believed that Hai Wuya would not leave the distance and go to Cihang Jingzhai.

Just as Wang Lexin was thinking about it, Hai Wuya's face calmed down, and he looked at Fei Yuxuan and said in a deep voice: "The Qingmu Divine Tree is second only to the Taoist treasure. It blooms in one hundred years and bears fruit in two hundred years. It will take three Qingmu Divine Fruits in a total of three hundred years."

"It can not only help people live and die, but also help people break through and advance to the heavenly level. It can be imagined by its preciousness."

Speaking of this, Hai Wuya shook his head and said, "It is impossible for Cihang Jingzhai to take out the Qingmu Divine Fruit to cure the old diseases in my body for me!"

"Because the price paid is not proportional to the harvest at all."

Fei Yuxuan laughed and said, "Of course, in addition to the fact that Hai Lao must explain to the emperor, you also have to pay for the freedom of the next ten years to refine some magic weapons, magic weapons and elixirs for me, Cihang Jingzhai."

When the master and apprentice Hai Wuya heard the conditions proposed by Fei Yuxuan, their first reaction was that Wang Le was really kind-hearted.

Wang Le, who was invisible nearby, touched his nose and sighed in his heart: "It seems that my heart is not dark enough! I only let him stay in Nanhuaguan for three years, so I should have made a ten-year decision at that time."

Seeing that Hai Wuya's face was a little strange, Fei Yuxuan frowned slightly and then let go: "Although ten years are a bit long, after Mr. Hai cured his old illness in his body, the heavenly level is expected, so this kind of effort is still worth it."
Chapter completed!