The system asked me to save people, and he agreed with his life

The land master fell silent.

Because it's not just Zhao Wan who has this kind of worry, he also has it.

The Suffering-faced Buddha had known them all since they were young, and he knew what was wrong with him.

Only when you are extremely uneasy will you lose control of your mouth. The more uneasy you are, the more likely you will mention something.

Zhao Wan is indeed more tempered than before, but isn't this a sign of worry?

Only the seductive hand kept his composure.

It wasn't that he wasn't afraid of death, but that Seducer knew that in that siege, it was Zhao who gave the sword immortal a fatal blow in vain, but it was actually Seducer who applied poison to the hidden weapon.

The poison broke out, making the sword fairy unable to react in time, and he died under Zhao Wu's sword.

Unlike Zhao Wu, the seducer has never slacked off his skills for a day. Now he is in his prime. His martial arts is not only ranked in the top ten in the world, but also in the top twenty. How can he be worse than a young boy?

Furthermore, in that battle, the one who stole the most limelight was Zhao Wan. With him blocking the front, everyone else seemed insignificant.

The Tu Tu asked him directly: "You are so calm and composed, but what are your plans?"

The seducing man took a sip of tea and said, "What plans can I have? Zhao is just worried in vain. He is worried about someone who doesn't even know whether he exists or not. Oh, he has blinded his identity as an elder in vain."

"Alas..." The bitter-faced Buddha frowned, "We have known each other for decades, and we even hid it from our brothers. Why bother?"

"It's not that I want to hide it from you, but I'm not sure either."

The Suffering-Faced Buddha has already said that we have known each other for decades, so who doesn’t know who?

Everyone has a sincere heart when they are young. As time goes by, everyone has their own little thoughts and selfish desires.

Partners who are supposed to trust each other are guarding each other.

Without complete evidence, they won't believe it.

Even at this time, both the Suffering Faced Buddha and the Earthly Lord were indifferent.

The seducing hand put down the tea cup: "Maybe that child from back then is indeed not dead..."

The other two were worried.

"who is it?"

"Where?"

The seducer shook his head: "I don't know. I just got some ambiguous news. Whether it's true or false, I'll deal with it as true."

The two quickly guessed what the seducer was planning.

The bitter-faced Buddha couldn't believe it: "You want Zhao to be used as bait?"

The seducer glanced at him coldly: "Bait? If there is such a person who wants to seek revenge, the first one to seek would naturally be Zhao Wan, who stepped on the Sword Immortal and became the elder of the Wulin Alliance.

What kind of bait is this? At best, it’s water that pushes the boat along. "

-·-

Zhao Wan has always known that after that siege, his friends who were loyal to each other all separated from each other.

No, it should be said that I have fallen away from him.

Not to mention the four people who died, among them who were still alive, Zhao Huan was the only one whose reputation was not a nickname given by others.

He was still thinking about his past friendship, so he would get together with them at a specific time.

Of course, the most important thing is that he is uneasy and needs allies.

After leaving his three friends, Zhao changed his direction and did not go home. Instead, he went to a private courtyard that even his family members didn't know about.

Pushing open the door, Zhao Wu suddenly felt something was wrong.

The other courtyard, which no one had ever set foot on except him, seemed to be visited by someone.

Instinct made him take a step back, and he heard a woman's chuckle coming from behind.

He turned around suddenly and saw a beautiful girl standing not far away with her arms folded, and two familiar knights walked out of the corner on the left and right.

The man has a stern face and holds a folding fan; the woman wears a tulle and uses a sword as her weapon.

This kind of appearance is not unusual in the world. Whenever someone becomes famous in the world, there are many people who will imitate him.

But Zhao Wu would not admit they were wrong.

"Poppy Fairy Flower Thoughts, Snow Lotus Master Han Xue..."

He looked intently at Yan Jinxi, trying to find familiar shadows on this face.

Although she didn't have the slightest resemblance to the two people in her impression, she determined that Yan Jinxi was the only bloodline left by the sword fairy and the former most beautiful woman in the world.

Only the children of these two people can look like this.

Only that child would come to his door when he had the ability to take revenge.

Being able to invite Fairy Poppy and Young Master Snow Lotus to help, not to mention the price, just the connections alone showed how much preparation this kid had made before he was still young.

But that's not right!

Only then did Zhao Wu realize that the positions of these three people were obviously to block him from three sides.

And there must be someone in his courtyard.

He tensed his body and turned around, his pupils suddenly shrinking.

The man in white wearing a Hibiscus flower mask looked like a ghost. He was just standing there quietly, but it made it difficult for him to even breathe.

"the other side!"

Rumors in the world: If you visit from the other side, someone will surely die.

He never thought that one day he would be visited by the other side.

Zhao Wan looked at his waist and found that he was not wearing his sword. For the first time, he regretted why he had to go without a sword on the day of the gathering, so that he was barehanded...

He knew he couldn't escape.

Many of those who died under Bian'an's sword were no worse than him in martial arts. He did not look down upon the rising star and said with a cup of his hand: "Zhao remembers that Bian'an has his own set of principles for acting. Zhao considers himself not a treacherous person. And what prompted you to take action?"

He had never heard of Bi'an acting as a thug because of personal grudges.

Zhao Wan was startled: "You..."

Xie Chenyuan's sword was unsheathed at this time: "My surname is Xie, Xie is like the moon."

Now that the matter has come to this, what else does Zhao Wu not understand?

It turned out that the child he had always been afraid of and was looking for privately had long been famous in the world, and he had even talked about it with the seducer and others.

No one would have thought that Huang Liang's most feared heaven-level killer, Bian An, was the infant child back then.

Xie Chenyuan's sword, only a few people from Floating Flower Valley are still alive after having learned it.

But there is a difference between sparring and real fighting.

Zhao Wan was an elder of the Wulin Alliance after all, and could only dodge under Xie Chenyuan's sword.

If the inability to deal with it head-on was because Zhao Wu had no weapons in his hands, then he could not even dodge. It could only be that Xie Chenyuan, who was still less than twenty, had better internal strength than him.

Xie Chenyuan's sword doesn't have the shadow of Sword Immortal Xiao Yuanqing, but its momentum is not bad at all.

Zhao Wan only dodged twice. When he barely dodged the sword for the third time, Xie Chenyuan turned his wrist and slit his throat lightly.

"First."

Blood rolled off the tip of the sword, and Zhao was killed without leaving any last words.

Hua Nian and Han Xue, who were watching, were filled with emotion.

"Master Xie is still showing mercy to us."

"Very strong."

Who would have thought that being beaten to the point of being helpless was the result of Xie Chenyuan's control.

Hua Nian thought to herself, but she didn't know who would win if the young master and Xie Chenyuan had a fight.

Privately, Hua Nian thinks that the young master is the best, but the young master is self-taught in martial arts and lacks experience in fighting with others. He may be different from a killer who is accustomed to the front line of life and death.

Before the thought came to an end, the young master beside him and Xie Chenyuan, who was standing next to the corpse, moved. When they reappeared, they both had people in their hands.