Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

Ye Wuchen sent a lot of messages.

Including how to execute, why, and lines have all been thought out.

Bai Bing thought about it carefully for a moment, and felt that it was quite reliable.

[Xiaosi: You have planned it for a long time? 】

[Eternal Night: I've always been very good at small plans, so there's no need to premeditate. 】

[Xiao Si: Very good, those who are capable will work harder, and the key person, you will be the one to do it. 】

[Eternal Night:? 】

...

The Son is in retreat.

I don't know how the years have changed.

At a certain moment, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart, woke up from the closed state, and felt that it was a communication magic weapon.

During the time of retreat, he didn't want to be disturbed, but he hesitated and took out the communication magic weapon.

He has a rule that he is not allowed to contact him for non-urgent matters, and he is afraid that something has happened this time.

"help me!"

Ye Wuchen's voice came from the opposite side, painful and angry, "Holy Son! Someone is chasing me, I was framed!"

The Holy Son listened quietly, and could hear the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Who dares to murder you?" said the Son.

"It's that evil cultivator, Bai Bing!"

The Holy Son's eyes were slightly cold, "Why?"

Ye Wuchen gritted his teeth, "He said, Holy Son, if you dare to send someone to monitor him, you will kill all your followers, including you one by one!

Holy Son, save me quickly, where are you? "

Is that kid really showing his true colors? Zhao Lan's eyes showed a chill. If he had known this, he should have been kept when his patient recovered.

In the end, Zhao Hao was right.

Evil cultivators cannot be trusted, this person is rebellious.

The Holy Son listened quietly, and said, "Persevere, I am facing some emergencies now, and it is inconvenient to leave. I will save you when I get away."

"This Bai Bing's strength is extraordinary! Come and save me yourself!"

Shengzi frowned, suppressing the irritability in his heart, this damn thing, if it is useless at ordinary times, it will cause trouble.

How can it be possible to leave casually when the retreat is important.

"Brother Lan!

Have you forgotten how many things I have done for you over the years? I am loyal to you, even if you kill my elder brother, I will not say a word!

You promised back then that you would take me with you after you became famous, so come and save me!

He, he is here! "

Ye Wuchen's desperate voice came from the communication instrument.

"Wuchen, don't worry."

Zhao Lan said, "I'm on my way. Hold on tight. I'll be there right away. Where are you?"

Ye Wuchen reported an address.

"Okay, wait a moment."

Putting down the communication instrument, Zhao Lan closed his eyes and continued to practice.

He can distinguish the seriousness of the matter, and he should not stick to the small details if he can achieve great things. If he can't achieve enlightenment, he will disappoint the expectations of all his comrades.

After a while, he opened his eyes again.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart. His intuition was very keen, and he felt that something was going to happen.

"No, Ye Wuchen is also a confidant who has been cultivated for many years, if he refuses to save him, he may have a different heart.

In the future, the support of the various clans in Zhongzhou will be indispensable for ascending to the top position. This is not a stable pawn. "

Zhao Lan thought about it, then took out the communication instrument and contacted another person.

"Han Mo, how is your injury?"

Han Mo was moved, "The injury is a bit serious, but thank you brother for your concern."

"That's it"

Zhao Lan pondered, this is a bit troublesome, he asked: "You have fought against that Bai Bing, you should know his details, if you were to fight him, how would you win or lose?"

"Bai Bing? I killed him!"

Zhao Lan said: "Well, there is an urgent matter now, you go and deal with him."

"Senior brother, my injury is a bit serious, and it's not very convenient recently."

Zhao Lan said: "Do me this favor. If I appoint a young patriarch, I will allow you to be the helmsman of the Central Plains."

"Senior brother, you asked me to help last time, you have already promised this." Han Mo said, "I really want to help senior brother, but it's really inconvenient now."

None of them are reliable!

Zhao Lan suppressed the anger in his heart and said patiently, "Are you not sure how to deal with him?"

The other side was silent.

It turned out to be like this. Zhao Lan narrowed his eyes, and raised his guard against Bai Bing to another level. At that time, he felt that this Bai Bing had the blood of the Divine Phoenix, and was at the top. If he left, he would definitely let the tiger go back to the mountain.

Although this Han Mo is sometimes brave, this person is very smart, and it is not good to persecute him like this, so the Holy Son said:

"Then, go find Ye Wuya immediately.

He is the core disciple of the Golden Crow Clan, and that Bai Bing wants to seek revenge on us recently, and may kill him.

You join hands with Wu Ya, if that evil cultivator comes, you can also retreat unscathed. "

"Ye Wuya?"

Han Mo was surprised, "Didn't he fight against Ye Wuchen? You want to support him together?"

"Don't worry about it so much."

Zhao Lan said: "If Ye Wuchen asks you for help that night, don't worry about it anymore."

"What happened to Wuchen?" Han Mo was shocked, what was he going to do? Give up on Junior Brother Wuchen?

"Don't ask more than you shouldn't ask."

Zhao Lan ended the communication.

After contemplating for a moment, I felt that this was the best way, so I calmed down and continued to retreat.

...

"Bai Bing, he's not coming." Ye Wuchen put down the communication magic weapon and said.

He was hanging upside down on the branch of a tree, his face was flushed because of the backflow of blood, and he was panting when he spoke.

Kicking on the tree trunk, making a running sound.

"Didn't he say he would come to rescue you later?" Bai Bing said.

"Tch, I don't know yet."

Ye Wuchen sneered, "He really planned to save me, so he wouldn't say wait a while. I have been waiting for three years for the promise I gave him last time when I helped him."

"You know so well, why have you been with him for so long?" Bai Bing asked.

Ye Wuchen shrugged, "Every family hugs each other to keep warm. He has the possibility of becoming the young patriarch of the Shenhuang Clan, and that one doesn't touch anything. If there is another choice, who would like to curry favor with him?"

Bai Bing groaned, if it doesn't work, should I go back and deal with him personally?

But that old thing, Patriarch He, obviously doesn't want to be contaminated with cause and effect.

"Bai Bing, are you really going to kill Zhao Lan? Have you considered the consequences?" Ye Wuchen said, "It's terrifying for the Divine Phoenix Clan to become fierce.

I'm afraid something will happen and we won't be able to help. "

Bai Bing didn't care, "It's okay, anyway, I'm used to it alone, I haven't seen any big wind and waves."

Ye Wuchen was silent for a moment.

"I think you are very tired like this. It is difficult for one person to change the world."

After being in the chat group for so long, he more or less knows what Bai Bing has done and paid a lot.

He was the one who turned the tide of the Vermillion Bird Clan, and so was the Wuji Sect. Han Tao, the leader of the Wuji Sect, also said that if Bai Bing wanted to take over the Wuji Sect, he had no objections.

Although they don't say anything, they all know who the central figure of today's evil cultivators is.

Although this is indeed quite capable of showing off in front of others, it is really a bit too tiring.

"Do your best." Bai Bing said calmly.

Ye Wuchen wanted to make some more reasonable suggestions, but suddenly there was another fluctuation from the communication magic weapon.

"Wuchen, where are you? What happened?" This time it was Han Mo's voice.

Ye Wuchen was stunned for a moment, and said: "I was chased and killed by Bai Bingna, what's the matter?"

"What?"

Han Mo's voice suddenly became dignified, "So that's what happened, Zhao Lan didn't tell me, Wuchen, if you hold on, I'll help you right away!"

Ye Wuchen was stunned for a while, but he never expected that this guy would actually come over.

The sneaky beating last time may have been a little heavier.

"The Holy Son didn't come, but Han Mo did."

Ye Wuchen looked at Bai Bing, "What's the matter?"

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