"I didn't expect that there was a reason for me."

Wang Le drank a sip of craft fruit wine, and habitually touched his nose and thought to himself.

Of course, the main reason why the Great Guangming Cult helped Wang Le two years ago was not.

Both sides are old enemies. When they helped Wang Le escape from the taboo space, they were just a fuse or a booster for the outbreak of conflicts!

After originally thinking about harvesting a group of top powerful men from enemies in Qingdu City to seize cultivation resources, Wang Le, who immediately left here, suddenly realized that it would be difficult to hide his merits and fame if he wanted to do it.

After all, this time, two Mahayana cultivators, Xueyan and Cheng Shangyun, came to Yuyue Palace.

With two Mahayana cultivators in charge, Wang Le was not sure that he could escape unscathed after killing the combination of Yuyue Palace and the cultivators in the Void Refining Realm.

Of course, if there is only one, Wang Le still has this confidence.

But then again, Ashoka, a Mahayana monk from the Great Light Sect, has also arrived.

Although Wang Le did not have the intention of meeting Ashoka and working together to deal with Yuyue Palace, he did not mind that these two top forces would gain enough benefits from it and reap the benefits of the fisherman in the process of fighting each other.

For example, next he can take the opportunity to sneak attack some disciples and disciples of the Yuyue Palace.

At that time, the people in Yuyue Palace will definitely not doubt him, but will record all the accounts to disciples of the Great Light Sect such as Ashoka.

Of course, the premise is when the Mahayana realm monks Xueyan and Cheng Shangyun relax their vigilance.

If these two people kept paying attention to their disciples and secretly guarding them, Wang Le could only pinch his nose and obediently admit defeat, and would not dare to have any bad intentions of sneak attacking.

These thoughts were just circling in Wang Le's mind, and the only thing that was certain was that he did not want to find someone from the Great Light Sect.

Although the two gems of Guangming helped him two years ago, it was just a deal. The other party got the colorful light of great powers from him.

After all, it was Qu Jinghong who had a friendship with him, not Ashoka, so naturally there was no so-called trust.

God knows if he appears in front of Ashoka and others, will the other party sell it?

Because everyone in the world knows that Wang Le is a mobile treasure and possesses a mysterious skill that can kill enemies across borders.

Not to mention the great powers of one qi transforming three purity or the universe in the sleeve.

This is a peerless magical power that can cause a sensation in the world if any sect is released.

While drinking the unique craft fruit wine and listening to the various gossips from the guests in the alley, Wang Le, who had just left the seclusion, was undoubtedly a rare relaxation and enjoyment.

This kind of human fireworks can never be felt in the empty, lonely and cold mountains and forests.

According to Wang Le's eating style, the wind often swept the remaining clouds and resolved the battle in a short time.

And this time, I had only half of it left after eating two cups of tea on a braised platter.

Just as Wang Le listened to it almost and had already learned about the current situation in Qingdu City and even the entire Qingzhou, and was about to speed up and leave, he saw someone sitting down on the stool that had just been empty next to him.

Although Wang Le's face remained unchanged, and the muscles in all parts of his body remained relaxed, as if nothing had happened, the moment he lowered his head to drink, a trace of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.

Because sitting next to him was an old man who looked kind and harmless. Although the cultivation level emitted by his body was in the realm of the God Transformation, Wang Le could vaguely feel a more terrifying aura in the other party's body, but it was hidden very deeply, and ordinary monks could not see it at all, let alone feel it.

"It turned out to be a Mahayana cultivator!"

Wang Le thought silently in his heart while drinking craft fruit wine.

This made Wang Le, who was in a good mood, instantly felt a deep malice that fate had cast on him!

"Young Master is so lucky. He just entered the Qingdu City and met a Mahayana cultivator."

Wang Le said speechlessly and resented himself.

A Mahayana cultivator who has always been a divine dragon who has never seen his head. When did he get so worthless? He bumped into it as soon as he went out.

At this time, the monks in the alley were still talking loudly, and they didn't expect or realize that a Mahayana monk had already mixed into their team in a low-key manner.

Just Wang Le, who was sitting next to him, discovered an abnormality.

This is why Wang Le has seen many Mahayana realms and has fought with him, so the Mahayana realm is extremely sensitive.

In addition, the cultivation path he took was unique, so it is naturally easier to see through the other party's hidden real cultivation strength.

Back to the topic, Wang Le ignored the Mahayana cultivator next to him, and still ate braised food and drank wine without any haste, looking like he was immersed in his personal world.

The old man next to him glanced at Wang Le sitting next to him, and did not see that the other party was disguising his true appearance and cultivation like him.

Then he asked the boss for alcohol and food, and then listened silently to the conversation around him.

When Wang Le saw this scene from the corner of his eyes, he couldn't help but speculate that the other party should be the same as him. He had just arrived in Qingdu City and went to such a crowded place to inquire about the situation in Qingdu City.

Although Wang Le was sure that he had never seen this old man before, the Mahayana aura hidden by the other party made Wang Le feel a little familiar.

"Can't this old man also entered the forbidden space two years ago and chased and killed Xiao Ye?"

Wang Le couldn't help but mutter to himself.

You should know that there were many Mahayana realm powerhouses who entered the taboo space openly and secretly.

Although many of them had never met each other, Wang Le did not forget so many Mahayana auras that he was chasing himself in the space at that time.

After all, the memory of top-notch people who have cultivated to their level is naturally very terrifying, and they will never make mistakes or forget things.

Wang Le, who was once hunted by a monk in the Mahayana realm, was feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, afraid that the old man next to him would find something abnormal, but he still tried hard to remain calm.

It was not until the food and fruit wine in front of him were wiped out that Wang Le grew up and shouted, "Boss, check the bill!"

The vendor who was busy and busy quickly turned around and came here. Wang Le threw a medium-grade spirit stone into the other party's hand, and praised him: "Braised food and fruit wine are both good. I will come again when I have time."

The vendor immediately smiled and quickly bowed to thank him.

When he was about to take out the spirit stone from the storage ring and make changes for Wang Le, he saw the other party wave his hand without looking back.

Then he disappeared at the entrance of the alley and disappeared.

In advance, Wang Le planned to wait until he finished his meal before going to visit the stalls.

Although Wang Le doesn't believe that he can find any big leaks in such a small stall, people have the mentality of being lucky.
Chapter completed!