He Has a Dragon

The crowd was deafening, and Wang Le, who had an extremely complex expression, remained silent, thinking silently in his heart: "Only when you are alive can you be qualified to pursue immortality. If your life is gone, how can you talk about immortality?"

At this moment, Wang Le couldn't help but think of that Qing Dynasty woman with peerless beauty - Qu Liandie.

It is precisely in pursuit of immortality that he has transformed himself into a state where he is neither human nor ghost.

Wang Le believes that Qu Liandie will remember the price he has to pay.

"Is there really immortality and immortality in this world?" Wang Le thought in his heart full of doubts.

But soon, Wang Le put such thoughts away from his mind.

Because for Wang Le, he has no interest in immortality or not. In a hundred years of life, no one knows what will happen in the next moment. Just take every step of the present.

"I already know the past, but I don't want to know the future. The most important thing is to live every moment now." Wang Le thought to himself.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, the shouts of the alliance soldiers on the playground finally stopped.

At this time, Wu Nantian's voice resounded very clearly in everyone's ears: "In half an hour, we will officially break camp and set off! Colleagues, please restrain your disciples and not break military discipline!"

"No!" Hundreds of thousands of alliance soldiers responded with a roar, and then, led by their elders, they withdrew from the playground in an orderly manner, preparing to leave.

Tiandao Yaozhong looked at the assembled members of the trial team and said, "Since the training mission has ended, let's disband on the spot and return to your own sect's team!"

After finishing speaking, Tian Dao Yaozhong and Fengxue Ecstasy Spear Bao Chong didn't delay at all, and disappeared from their original places without any trace.

At this time, Zheng Ge squeezed in next to Wang Le and Huang Fatty, and then asked: "Third brother, will you follow my team from Tongtian Pavilion or go back with your eldest brother's team from Lingtai Sect?"

Wang Le smiled nonchalantly and replied: "It's the same for anyone you follow, so let me continue to follow my elder brother!"

The sudden look in Zheng Ge's eyes flashed away, and he understood the meaning of Wang Le's words instantly.

That is, Wang Le will leave the alliance army sooner or later and go back to Nanhua Temple alone, so it makes no difference who he follows.

Then he saw a look of reluctance on Zheng Ge's face. He stepped forward and patted Wang Le on the shoulder, saying in a deep voice: "Third brother, take care!"

Wang Le smiled and punched Zheng Ge's ****, then put away the smile on his face and replied solemnly: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will flow forever. See you later!"

Zheng Ge nodded and said goodbye to Fatty Huang, then turned around and quickly chased the Tongtian Pavilion team led by Tong Yueshan in the distance.

Just when Wang Le and Fatty Huang were immersed in the sadness of separation and about to leave the playground, they suddenly saw Qingong Zhuangyu and Martial God God Yin Liaoyuan walking over together.

Wang Le couldn't help but raise his brows, and then returned to a calm and natural expression. At this time, Fatty Huang standing next to him said with an unkind expression: "What's wrong? This training mission is over. Are you still unconvinced and want to find trouble?"

I saw Qingong Zhuangyu looking at Wang Le with a look of fear, but he still showed no sign of weakness, and threatened in a stern and restrained voice: "Wang Le, I admit that your strength is good, and the martial arts level Even the strong men in the later period can't do anything to you, but in front of those heaven-level seniors, you are nothing, after all, there is no difference from us, we are all just ants!"

Wang Le narrowed his eyes, looked Qingong Zhuangyu up and down and said, "Are you trying to intimidate me into handing over the treasure?"

Qingong Zhuangyu snorted coldly and said, "It's good for you to know that Mingren don't tell secrets. Otherwise, the rest of the way back will be your road to hell!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Liaoyuan, who was standing next to the Qing Palace Zhuangyu, said to Wang Le with a smile: "Brother Wang is also a smart man. He should understand the sin of holding a jade, the mysterious seed and the complete ancient treasure." The art of body refining is very hot!"

After a pause,

Yin Liaoyuan unconsciously lowered his voice and continued to warn Wang Ledao: "You were able to successfully keep the treasure in your hands last night because everyone underestimated your strength."

"But next time, brother Wang, you won't have such good luck. Then the person who takes action will no longer be an earth-level powerhouse."

Wang Le's eyes flashed with violence, he looked at Yin Liaoyuan and said calmly: "It seems that among the people I killed last night, there were people from your Martial Arts Temple."

Yin Liaoyuan's expression changed instantly, and then returned to normal, shaking his head and denying: "If you don't have evidence, don't spit on people!"

Wang Le certainly caught the change in Yin Liaoyuan's expression at this time, and couldn't help but sneered with murderous intent and said: "Young Master is just bluffing. I didn't expect that among those four dead ghosts, there are actually people from your Martial Arts Temple. Hey, I will keep this account on Brother Liaoyuan."

Yin Liaoyuan couldn't help but trembled, and then said in a calm tone with a mocking tone: "Even if you put this account on Yin's head, I'm afraid that you will come to me to collect the account without your life!"

At this point, when Yin Liaoyuan stepped forward and passed by Wang Le, he gloated quietly and said: "Wang Le, Yin's heaven-level uncles and uncles will entertain you well on the way back. .”

After saying that, Yin Liaoyuan burst into laughter and walked out of the playground.

At this time, Qing Gong Zhuang Yu came over and said to Wang Le with a sneer: "I said that people who offend Qing Gong never have a good end. Wang Le, just wait and see!"

Before Wang Le could respond, Zhuang Yu quickly walked away with a look of triumph.

In the blink of an eye, Yin Liaoyuan and Qinggong Zhuangyu of the Martial Arts Temple disappeared into the dark crowd.

Zheng Ge looked at the direction in which the two disappeared and said with a worried face: "Third brother, why don't you let me, Uncle Tong and Senior Ye, escort you back to Nanhua Temple!"

Fatty Huang nodded in agreement without hesitation: "Second brother is right. Brother, your situation is too dangerous. It is safest to let Tongtian Pavilion and Lingtai Sect work together to escort you back to Nanhua Temple."

At this time, Wang Le shook his head and refused: "No, Wushen Temple and Qinggong are the top forces in the martial arts world. This will only cause more deaths from Tongtian Pavilion and Lingtai Sect."

"But..." Fatty Huang just started, Wang Le with a determined look on his face immediately interrupted: "It is the greatest blessing that these soldiers who went to the border can leave the battlefield alive. I don't want my two elder brothers to return home with their souls broken." On the way."

After a pause, Wang Le smiled slightly and continued to the two of them: "They want my life, but they still underestimate me, Wang Le, and underestimate themselves."

"Uh!" Fatty Huang and Zheng Ge couldn't help but look at each other, and they could clearly see the look of horror on each other's faces.