The poor little phoenix I picked up turned out to be the big boss behind it

Not wanting to get into too much entanglement with them, Sang Wu secretly added some mana, ducked out of the encirclement, and moved forward very quickly.

"No, Brother Sang is recognized, what should we do?"

Jiang Wen had been staring in Sang Wu's direction, so he was naturally the first to notice that Sang Wu was in trouble.

"Let's go help him and tell those people to stop chasing him." Liang Qing was also furious. These people didn't realize how much trouble they had caused, and they kept chattering there.

"No, if they find out that we know Sang Wu, the situation will be even more chaotic."

Seeing that they both wanted to take action, Xing Keke immediately stopped him. Sang Wu had just changed the direction of his feet, obviously not wanting them to be involved. If they passed by now, it might end more badly.

The above situation was also seen by Fu Rong, who was standing aside waiting to be photographed. He looked at Sang Wu's figure flashing past, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile that was sure to win.

"I'm going to use the toilet, you just stare here."

He casually found an excuse to explain it to Shi Tianhua, and then quickly disappeared into the venue.

When Sang Wu saw that Xing Keke and the others were standing there and not coming to look for him, Sang Wu breathed a sigh of relief and became more focused on getting rid of the people following him.

Although it is a bamboo forest here, there are few places to hide, and the group of people are chasing after them. Sang Wu's face is getting darker and darker. He is really annoyed. If it weren't for his scruples... he really wants to go there. Set fire to burn them all.

He had just reached the foot of a small slope, and there were fewer people following him. Sang Wu was just about to cast a spell to stop them, but when he turned around, the group of people had fallen to the ground.

Seeing this, Sang Wu immediately realized that he was not alone here.

"Who?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Rong appeared in front of him. He was still wearing the white robe when he met Jun Qi, and Sang Wu looked at him with the same expression as Jun Qi. The emotion in Fu Rong's eyes noticed this Tumbled, but was quickly pushed down by himself again.

"Sang Wu?"

Fu Rong looked at him and called his name softly.

"Don't call me my name. I'm not familiar with you. It sounds disgusting."

Sang Wu didn't intend to talk nonsense to him, and Sang Wu's disgusted eyes pierced Fu Rong's heart like a knife.

"Isn't it disgusting for Jun Qi to call you? You can really bear it when a powerful monster clan acts like a bull for a human being."

Fu Rong stared at Sang Wu. The information he asked Shi Tianhua to investigate that day showed that Sang Wu did not settle his household in the Jun family, but placed one in a random family and moved out alone after he reached adulthood. .

Sang Wu seemed to have heard some ridiculous remarks, and he slowly raised his eyelids: "Do you think you are worthy to compete with my brother?"

"Also, it's not just about being a cow or a horse. He also wants me to be a dog or a chicken. That's what I'm willing to do."

Sang Wu looked at Fu Rong with contempt from the beginning to the end. He didn't understand what was wrong with this person to think of instigating him to rebel. It was not the most whimsical idea.

"But he is just an ordinary person, he can't give you anything!"

Fu Rong was speechless by Sang Wu's insistent remarks. He even felt more and more that Jun Qi had deceived him. After all, Sang Wu was still young when he showed up at Jun's house, so it was not impossible to promise him anything.

"Oh?" Sang Wu raised his eyebrows. He wanted to know what other bargaining chips Fu Rong could use to win over him.

Seeing that Sang Wu seemed to be loosening up, Fu Rong thought that his chance had come, and he immediately came out with the remarks he had prepared in advance.

"With your strength, you don't have to succumb to him at all. As long as you follow me, you will have no shortage of rights, status, money, handsome men and beauties. You can become the master of this world, and everyone will regard you as their god. "

From Fu Rong's point of view, no one could refuse the offer he made, especially powerful people. They would not want to be inferior to others, nor would they stay under anyone forever.

"Really, are you that strong?"

Although Fu Rong desperately wants to draw Sang Wu into his camp, he has been able to live from ancient times to the present, so he is naturally not a straw bag who shakes everything out.

"Of course, besides me, there are many people, and they are all stronger than Jun Qi."

"Tsk tsk... It's a pity, I just want Jun Qi."

Sang Wu tilted his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curved contemptuously, dismissing everything Fu Rong said just now.

Fu Rong was lost for a moment, and all his hatred for Jun Qi came out at that moment.

"What's so good about Junqi?"

He is just a hypocritical, ruthless, cold-blooded guy. Why do people always oppose me for him? Why can he always easily get others to follow him.

Sang Wu didn't want to get too entangled with him, so he just said lightly: "He is Jun Qi, that's enough."

"What if I become him?"

A crazy smile spread out from the corner of Fu Rong's mouth, which made people shudder when looking at it, and the meaning of his words couldn't help but make people think deeply.

This sentence is the ultimate ignition of Sangwu.

His body that was about to leave paused, and slowly turned around, his eyes full of cruelty.

Since he has such thoughts, he must nip everything that is dangerous to his brother in the cradle.

Fu Rong was shocked when he saw Sang Wu suddenly disappear. Just as he was about to raise the protective shield, he was knocked away by Sang Wu who appeared behind him.

A palm hit his vest, and Fu Rong spat out a mouthful of blood. At that moment, all his internal organs moved out of place.

No, he is definitely not an ordinary monster.

It was only at this moment that Fu Rong finally realized that he had underestimated Sang Wu. Those with such strength were at least demon clans that existed in ancient times. However, he could not see clearly the true identity of this guy.

"What are you?"

"you guess."

Sang Wu didn't give him a chance to breathe anymore, and the words disappeared again when there was still a lingering sound.

Feeling the danger coming, Fu Rong wrapped a protective shield around himself faster than before.

And Sang Wu appeared this time...

overhead.

"boom!"

Sang Wu provided a very soft sound effect for his appearance.

The protective shield on Fu Rong's body shattered, and he himself was bleeding from all his orifices.

Thick blood filled Fu Rong's mouth. This was the first time in ten thousand years that he had been injured like this, and he didn't even have the slightest strength to fight back.

Fu Rong knelt on the ground with one hand, and Sang Wu slowly leaned down to look level with him.

He raised the corners of his lips, narrowed his eyes, and curved the ends of his upward eyes into a beautiful arc, but his smile was cold and crazy, making people feel frightened.

"Originally, I was thinking whether you were a human or a demon, but I didn't expect you to be an immortal who failed to become a demon and became a ghost cultivator. It's really interesting."