Urban Hidden Dragon

"Master, is Wang Han still alive?"

Xiong Anxin stared blankly at the top of the Taijia Sutra Cauldron.

The mere lingering power of the terrifying aura made her pause for several seconds.

It was as if someone had grabbed his heart.

Even though it wasn't directed at her, she still felt a strong sense of suffocation.

Bai Yujing looked up blankly.

He glanced at Lu Xuanyuan and other people from the Dayan Sect again.

"I don't know about this either! We'll find out later! But with this kind of terrifying power, it's probably going to be suspended!"

Xiong Anxin exclaimed, standing on tiptoes to see if anyone would appear above the Taijia Sutra Cauldron.

Lu Ruotong stood next to Lu Xuanyuan, "Dad! How is it? Is my eldest brother okay?"

Lu Xuanyuan was silent and glanced at his daughter. He, the father, was not so anxious when his daughter was injured before. He, the father, was a little jealous, "I don't know yet, the power of the Hell Fire Lotus is too terrifying. !”

Lu Ruotong wanted to rush up, but Lu Xuanyuan grabbed him and said seriously, "Don't go up yet!"

Looking at the direction of the steps, Lu Ruotong looked forward eagerly.

On the sixth day of the lunar month, bang, Lord Buddha and everyone were looking forward to it.

After an unknown period of time, Wang Han's body temperature gradually returned to normal.

When I opened my eyes, I felt very weak, as if I had masturbated too much after staying up late.

The old leader gently patted Wang Han on the shoulder, "Shi'e will definitely think that you are dead at this moment. The Dayan sect has a lot of people and there are outsiders here, so to be on the safe side and prevent the news from leaking, You have to fake your death later and let your people take you out of Dayan Sect. Don’t show your face for now, just pretend to be dead.”

Wang Han struggled to sit up, and clasped his fists at the old leader and Ren Lingjun next to him, "Sure, thank you old leader, thank you to my brother Ajun, and all the heroes! I won't say any polite words, let's do this. See you up there!”

"If you want to fake your death, you'd better act like one. I have a medicine. You..."

Before the old boss finished speaking, Wang Han rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

The old boss was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene. He quickly went forward to check and found that his breathing and heartbeat were gone.

Ren Lingjun and others came over, "What's going on?"

"Old boss, is he faking his death?"

The old boss hesitated for a moment, then flicked Wang Han's crotch hard. Wang Han grinned and opened his eyes, covering his crotch and curling up on the ground, gritting his teeth.

"You old man!!!"

The old boss wiped his hand on Wang Han's body and said to Ren Lingjun, "You should fake your death."

Ren Lingjun pursed his lips and suppressed a smile. There were not many people who could make Wang Han feel defeated, and the old boss was definitely one of them.

Wang Han muttered and pretended to die again.

After the old master thought for a while, he stood up with a pale face and distracted eyes, and walked down with a cane. Ren Lingjun and several other people carried Wang Han out of the Taijia Sutra Cauldron.

After arriving below, Lu Ruotong rushed over, "Old leader, why does my elder brother..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Ruotong saw Wang Han, who was smelly and his face was covered with blood. His whole body was shriveled, like a mummy. Lu Ruotong reached out and touched it. There was no breathing, pulse or heartbeat.

Lu Ruotong grabbed the old leader, "Old leader, my eldest brother... what happened to him? Didn't our Taijia Jingding hold it? Ah? Can you say something, old leader?"

The old leader shook his head, "I think you have seen the horror of the Hell Fire Lotus! What you have seen is just the tip of the iceberg, and Wang Han is facing the power of the Hell Fire Lotus! The Hell Fire Lotus's offensive is too fierce! Even the Taijia Jingding can’t bear it!”

Lu Ruotong covered her mouth when she heard this. She couldn't believe it. Tears burst out of her eyes. Her tone was trembling, "Brother! Brother!"

Lu Xuanyuan checked up and down and found that there was indeed no heartbeat, no pulse, and no breathing. He sighed helplessly and glanced guiltily at Yao Zi and Chu Liu Niang.

Suddenly, he ran towards this side.

After checking Wang Han, he was slightly stunned. Both he and Wang Han had practiced the "Purana Sutra".

Naturally, I saw a clue.

After thinking about it for a moment, I realized that Wang Han's fake death was probably to set off a smoke bomb, so that Shi'e would know that Wang Han was really dead. If you jump around randomly, the information will be leaked.

With his thoughts at this point, Biaozi grabbed Wang Han's arm, his eyes were red, and he burst into tears at every turn.

Daozi grabbed Wang Han's collar and shook it hard, opening his mouth. When he was extremely sad, he wanted to speak but couldn't.

The old boss slapped him on the back.

"what!!!"

The bang made a trembling, low and hoarse sound.

Shaking Wang Han vigorously, he begged, "Han! Don't scare me! Get up! Don't scare me you bitch! Get up! Get up for me!!"

"Old leader, what's wrong with my brother?" Biaozi turned around and looked at the old leader.

The old boss shook his head, "Sorry!"

Biaozi looked pale, grabbed the old leader's arm, and knelt down to the old leader with a bang, "Old leader, you must have a way, right? You always help me to save my brother! You don't Do you like antiques? As long as you save my brother, all the things in my private collection will be yours! Please save my brother!"

While talking, Biaozi kept kowtowing to the old leader.

The old leader lamented and waved his hand, "I can't save him!"

Daozi lay on the ground, curled up in a ball, looking very helpless and pitiful. Daozi hit the ground with his fists angrily, until his fists were filled with blood. After being pulled by Fo Ye, he stood up and looked at Wang Han.

Bai Yujing and Xiong Anxin came closer. Xiong Anxin checked secretly and found that he was really dead.

Daozi adjusted Wang Han's clothes, his cheek muscles wriggled, his eyes were red, big tears fell silently, Daozi pinched Wang Han's arm.

He turned back and glanced at the old leader, "Old leader, is it really hopeless?"

The old leader shook his head, leaned on crutches, and walked lonely towards the distance, leaving everyone with a rickety and thin back. After walking a few steps, his feet became weak and he almost fell down. Jin Dou hurriedly He went up to support the old leader. The old leader waved his hand, indicating not to disturb him. He wanted to be alone for a while.

Chu Liu looked at Wang Han with a dull look on his face. He glanced at Dao Zi from the corner of his eye. Chu Liu clenched his fists, and suddenly his eyes were filled with scarlet veins.

He kept muttering in a low voice, "Kill Shi'e! Kill Shi'e!"

Buddha glanced at Dao Zi, looked at Wang Han, took a breath, and then wiped his face with his big hands.

Turning around, he rushed to Lu Xuanyuan and said, "Master Lu, we have taken Wang Han away, but please, don't reveal the news that Wang Han is dead!"

Lu Xuanyuan nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, no one will leak the news about Wang Han's accident."

Buddha leaned forward, wiped his nose and tears, and then inadvertently wiped them all on Wang Han's clothes.

A group of people took Wang Han out of Dayan Sect.