He Has a Dragon

Hai Wuya was silent for a few seconds, and then replied in the same voice-concentrated manner: "After leaving Wushuang City, I will go to Nanhua Temple as soon as possible."

The invisible Wang Le nodded without hesitation and said, "I will protect you in secret and leave Wushuang City safely. Let's go!"

Just like that, Hai Wuya took the ignorant Xiao Yue and walked out of the crowd as low-key as possible and walked straight towards the city gate.

The invisible Wang Le took out the high-grade source stone from the Dharma Eye Space to quickly replenish the depleted mana in his body, while quietly following behind him, he quickly disappeared into the bustling flow of people on the long street...

There was silence all the way. When the master and apprentice Hai Wuya and the invisible Wang Le arrived near the city gate, the three of them looked a little unhappy.

Because on the way over, Wushuang City's air-forbidden formation was activated again. Wang Le knew with his knees that Wushuang City was under martial law.

After all, two heaven-level experts died in this Wushuang City one after another. As the city lord, Luo Xian would definitely not be able to explain to the two great secluded Taoist traditions, Jinglei Pavilion and Cihang Jingzhai, if he did not do anything.

Now it was okay to see Luo Xian personally guarding the city gate from a distance, but what made Master Hai Wuya and Wang Le feel very bad was that Fei Yuxuan and the head of the aristocratic family were already waiting at the city gate.

Hai Wuya, who walked to the city gate, looked at Luo Xian and Fei Yuxuan who were standing in front of him with a displeased look on his face, and asked coldly: "What do you mean?"

Luo Xian looked at Hai Wuya with an apologetic face, and replied very politely: "Master Hai, last night the Jinglei Pavilion lost World Walking and a strong man in the early stage of heaven. Now I don't have a clue, so you can't Leave Wushuang City."

Hai Wuya immediately snorted coldly and asked very dissatisfiedly: "I didn't kill the people from Jinglei Pavilion, why don't you let me leave Wushuang City? This is really unreasonable!"

Luo Xian, who had already thought of his words, continued to smile, and then responded: "Because the emperor who killed Mu Yunlei and Song Hongjiang, the only person he has come into contact with in this Wushuang City is you, Master Hai..."

Just in the middle of speaking, he saw disciple Xiao Yue standing next to Hai Wuya. He could no longer hold back the anger in his heart. He looked at Luo Xian with a mocking face and cursed: "City Lord Luo, are you appointed by the Alliance Elders Council?" The city lord of Wushuang City, or the dog raised by Jinglei Pavilion? Don’t you know that the martial arts alliance and these hidden world traditions are destined to be incompatible? His arms are turned outwards, it is really not safe at this late stage, and it is extremely embarrassing!"

Luo Xian was so angry at the sharp-tongued Xiao Yue that he blushed and became thick-necked. He looked at Hai Wuya with an angry smile and said, "Master Hai, you are such a good disciple! Don't you know any etiquette or respect for your elders? !”

Hai Wuya looked at Luo Xian with an indifferent face, and replied in a cold voice: "My disciple is right, so City Master Luo, you should think twice before you act, don't risk your life at this late age! I, Hai Wuya, have been walking in the martial arts world all my life, what? We lack everything, but we don’t lack friends!”

The pupils in Luo Xian's eyes shrank tightly. He was not a fool. Of course he could hear the threat in Hai Wuya's words.

Moreover, Luo Xian also believes that Hai Wuya will definitely not just talk. If he really wants to prevent him from leaving Wushuang City today, he will definitely face a storm of revenge, which will not end until he falls and leaves this world.

Thinking of this, Luo Xian suppressed the murderous intention and anger in his heart towards Xiao Yue and silently stepped aside.

Because Luo Xian knew that even if he was willing to let Hai Wuya go, Fei Yuxuan, who had been standing next to her without saying a word, would never let her go just like that.

Hai Wuya looked at Fei Yuxuan who was smiling and saying nothing. His face couldn't help showing a look of disgust, and he said impatiently: "If a tiger doesn't show off its power, do you really think that I, Hai Wuya, am a sick cat? Get out of the way, old man. We need to leave the city!"

Fei Yuxuan did not give way and stood motionless. She suddenly said something off-topic: "I heard that Hai Lao, you have an old disease in your body.

It has been unable to cure it, maybe I, Cihang Jingzhai, can. "

Hai Wuya sneered and asked, "Do you think I will believe it?"

Fei Yuxuan replied with a smile that did not change: "My Cihang Jingzhai Taoist tradition has lasted for thousands of years and is so profound that only two or three secluded Taoist traditions can be compared with it. There is no doubt that , of course there is a way to cure the old disease in your body, Ebi."

Hai Wuya put away the sneer on his face, looked at Fei Yuxuan with a strange look in his eyes and asked, "Do you know what my old illness is? How confident are you that it can be cured?"

Fei Yuxuan could see a look of arrogance in her eyes, and she replied with confidence: "Of course, even if there is only one breath left, the sacred tree of Cihang Jingzhai can revive it, let alone the one in your body, Hai Lao." Old illness.”

"Sacred tree?" Hai Wuya's expression changed, and then he confirmed to Fei Yuxuan: "Aoki Sacred Tree?"

Fei Yuxuan smiled reservedly and said nothing, just nodded.

At this time, although Wang Le, who was hiding nearby, did not know what the Green Wood Sacred Tree was, he was not worried at all that Hai Wuya would listen to Fei Yuxuan's words.

Wang Le glanced at Fei Yuxuan from the corner of his eyes, and smiled secretly in his heart: "Even if this sacred tree can cure the old disease of Qi and blood decline, Hai Wuya will not do what you want."

Because Wang Le believed that Hai Wuya would not go to Cihang Jingzhai for the sake of distance.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, Hai Wuya's face calmed down, he looked at Fei Yuxuan and said in a deep voice: "The Green Wood Sacred Tree is second only to the Taoist Treasure. It blooms in one hundred years and will bloom in two hundred years." As a result, it will take a total of three hundred years to produce three Aoki Sacred Fruits."

"Not only can it give life to human flesh and bones, but it can also help people break through and advance to the realm of heaven. Its preciousness can only be imagined from this."

Having said this, Hai Wuya shook his head and said, "It is impossible for Cihang Jingzhai to take out the Aoki Sacred Fruit to cure old diseases in my body just for this trivial matter!"

"Because the price paid is simply not proportional to the gain."

Fei Yuxuan chuckled and said: "Of course, in addition to the matters related to the emperor that Mr. Hai has to explain, you also have to pay for the next ten years of your freedom to refine some magic weapons and elixirs for me, Cihang Jingzhai. .”

When master and disciple Hai Wuya heard the conditions put forward by Fei Yuxuan, their first reaction was that Wang Le was really a kind person.

Wang Le, who was hiding nearby, touched his nose and sighed in his heart: "It seems that the young master's heart is not dark enough! He was only allowed to stay in Nanhua for three years, and it should have been ten years at that time."

Fei Yuxuan saw that Hai Wuya's expression was a little weird, she frowned slightly and then relaxed her eyebrows and said, "Although ten years is a long time, after Hai Lao has cured his old illness in his body, he has hope of reaching the heavenly level, so this kind of sacrifice is still worth it. of."