Raiders

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man, his back was a bit bent, and the traces of scars snaked from under the black eyepatch on the left side of his face, which looked very ferocious.

The unblinded right eye radiated hatred, and stared at Wen Wuyu firmly.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

"Who is that……?"

"It's Luo Jiu...he's still alive..."

"Hey, did you see that scar, it was done by Wen Ying..."

"More than ten years ago, the family he was loyal to was wiped out... What the Demon Cult did, it was a tragedy. The person who took the lead that time was Wen Ying..."

"Chou... I can't share the sky... He has been looking for Wen Ying all these years, and he hasn't given up yet..."

Those who knew those things back then, and those who had seen Wen Ying and Wei Xin, all looked at Wen Wuyu's face.

Wen Wuyu was still a teenager, his facial features were not yet fully mature, and Wen Ying's shadow could be vaguely discerned from his green eyebrows.

"Eyes... like Miss Wei..."

Wei Xin was also a well-known beauty in the martial arts back then, and there were also many young talents who fell under the pomegranate skirt of the young lady.

Now these young talents have also entered middle age and have wives and children, but they are still very embarrassed about the flower stuck on the cow dung that they couldn't catch up with.

Many people who had been persecuted by the Demon Cult, especially Wen Ying, had distorted expressions, looking at Wen Wuyu as if they wanted to stab him to death.

The people with the ugliest faces on the field were none other than the Wei family. No one would feel happy when the scandals of the year were revealed again.

Wei Xin is a great shame to the Wei family, and a stain on the entire self-proclaimed martial arts integrity.

As a righteous person, he actually eloped with someone from the Demon Cult and even stole family treasures. Wei Xin is a negative example for all martial arts ladies, and everyone despises them.

Now... this evil species...appeared.

Wen Wuyu's face turned pale. The malice these people showed towards his parents was too obvious.

Before his parents passed away, he also grew up in the love and care of his parents. After his parents left, he had a master and a teacher. He has always been full of love.

It's the first time I've faced such a situation... Under the watchful eyes of everyone, everyone looked at him with probing, malicious, speculative, and suspicious eyes, which made him feel embarrassed and wronged...

It was as if standing there naked, without any cover, letting the abuse pour in like a tide, and the realization shot out of those pairs of eyes seemed to be cutting the body with a sharp sword.

Someone stood in front of him, and Wen Wuyu felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

It's the master... besides the master... who else...

master master master master...

He cried out with joy in his heart, and stared at the thin figure in front of him bewilderedly.

The sore pain at the tip of the nose spreads with the breath, and I want to cry.

No matter what, there will always be a master...

Always, always.

【Ding Dong!Congratulations to the host, the boy's heart is already beating, come on!Blacken each other! 】

Luo Jiu was tall and tall, and the scars on his face looked menacing, and his wolf-like eyes stared straight at Wen Wuyu, showing murderous intent.

"I've been looking for it for so many years, and that bastard Wen Ying died so early, just in time... the father's debt is paid by the son!"

"Father's debt is paid by son...the wicked raise the wicked...that's a weird saying...then the child of a thief must be a thief, and the child of a whore must be a whore?"

Qi Feng tapped his saber with his fingertips, he raised his eyebrows and asked in a flat tone.

Luo Jiu frowned, her face twisted, making her look even more ferocious.

Luo Jiu's mother was a prostitute.

"The rules of the world, let's fight, sign a life and death certificate, and go to the ring."

The atmosphere in the arena is getting heavy, and everyone knows that this will be an endless struggle.

Luo Jiu, vow to kill Wen Wuyu!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Many people started booing, their emotions were agitated, and they looked at the two opposing teams without blinking.

Luo Jiu nodded, agreeing.

Qi Feng turned to look at Wen Wuyu.

Wen Wuyu rubbed his palms against the fabric to dry off the cold sweat on his hands, and nodded.

"The old man of the Wei family has no objection. I'm afraid that if I kill your precious grandson, you will settle accounts with me after autumn."

Luo Jiu looked in the direction of the Wei family, and his words were full of irony.

The former head of the Wei family stood up. He looked strong and his hair was already grey.

"The wicked girl Wei Xin has long been expelled from the family and her name has been removed from the family tree. Her affairs have nothing to do with the Wei family."

Old Man Wei shook his head, turned and left without looking at Wen Wuyu again.

It's supposed to be that way, isn't it?Wen Wuyu felt a little cold in his heart, secretly laughing at himself who still had some expectations for his so-called family.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with my slave's house..." Xue Zhen's eyes fluttered, and he kept looking at Qi Feng, "Master Qi... someday come to my slave's house for a drink..."

"If passing by."

Qi Feng answered very perfunctorily.

Xue Zhen seemed to have gotten used to his appearance, and after Yingying bowed, he turned and left, as graceful as when he arrived.

The certificate of life and death had been signed, and everyone withdrew from the ring, leaving Wen Wuyu and Luo Jiu behind.

Everyone was even more excited, and it was more exciting than watching young talents fighting martial arts. Luo Jiu is a killer with seasoned experience, Wen Wuyu is a rising star, and his martial arts should not be underestimated.

"Aren't you worried?"

The little junior sister looked at the stage worriedly. Things were changing so fast that no one could have predicted it.

Obviously it was a good contest... Being framed, now it's a life-and-death fight, all messy people jump out, the trouble is dead.

"He will win."

Qi Feng was still calm, but Su Mandi felt that he was unfathomable.

Mu Linyuan narrowed his eyes, that's... the protagonist.

Luo Jiu's weapon is a scimitar, the tip of which is shining with a cold color, and a touch of faint blue is looming.

poisonous.

Wen Wuyu frowned, and drew his long sword out of its sheath.

Luo Jiu was extremely lethal and launched a fierce attack.

Wen Wuyu dodged flexibly, fighting and retreating.

With a flick of the long sword, a sword flower was drawn, facing the saber, the scimitar hooked the long sword, making an ear-piercing rubbing sound.

Wen Wuyu's clothes had been scratched in several places, and Luo Jiu was even more miserable, with several sword wounds on his body.

Luo Jiu seemed to be stimulated by the smell of blood, and attacked even more frantically.

It was a desperate and crazy way of playing, if you can't win, you have to drag to die together.

The ninth form of the Sanqing Jue.

The scenery in front of Wen Wuyu changed, as if he was not fighting for life and death, and the cheers gradually faded. He was still dealing with Luo Jiu in a leisurely manner, but he seemed to have returned to Sanqingmen.