Son-in-law Dan Zun

"You said, will Luo Wushu shrink into the Demon Spirit Continent, and don't plan to come back and go to the so-called ‘half-year appointment’?"

A cold voice came.

Suddenly, the expressions of many figures on the wine table became gloomy.

It has been more than two months since the news of Han Bing's death, and they have waited for more than a month in Arctic City.

Looking at this posture, is all the effort in vain?

"It is said that Naluo Wushu is extremely affectionate and righteous, so he shouldn't abandon his brothers in the Shenzhou Continent and stay in the Demon Spirit Continent without returning."

A middle-aged figure dressed in a Chinese suit groaned.

In his body, there was a strong aura inadvertently revealed, it turned out to be the cultivation base of a person in the late king stage.

Not only him, but the rest of the figures on the wine table, the breath is also not weak.

All are in the realm of kings.

"But now that half a year is near, if Luo Wushu comes back, he should be back too!"

Another strong man frowned, looking impatient.

"If it hadn't been for that Luo Wushu had taken the **** luck and had been sheltered by the mysterious existence of the Monster Race, he would have to go directly into the heartland of the Monster Race and smash that Luo Wushu into eight pieces."

"Yes, I didn't want to deal with Na Luo Wushu, but now I have an urge to cut it all at once."

"The time I waited is so precious, I have waited here for him for more than a month."

"I don't know what Young Master thought, Luo Wushu even sent so many of us to the Arctic City to intercept and kill."

"Any one, a strong person in the early stage of Human King Realm, isn't it enough?"

…………

As the icy voices continued to be heard, there was a strong smell of explosives on the wine table.

The kind that bursts at one point.

And Luo Wushu was the fuse...

"Don't say a few words!"

The middle-aged man who was the leader of the late king stage put down his wine glass and frowned and looked towards the gate of Arctic City.

"If Na Luo Wushu does not show up within three days, I will allow you to kill in the Arctic City and let your anger be vented."

"But remember, leave no trace, or plant it on Naluo Wushu."

Hearing that, the eyes of the powerful people all showed excitement, "Good idea!"

Cultivation emphasizes one and one relaxation, but after a long time of depression, it also needs to be released.

Today, they desperately need Luo Wushu to appear, to vent their hatred.

Moreover, their slaughter, arrogance and blame are not useless, as long as Luo Wushu passes, he will definitely stay in Arctic City.

…………

In a blink of an eye, days passed.

The vast sea!

A gorgeous figure flew forward at an extreme speed.

He looked like a real golden-winged roc bird, every time he swiped his wings, it turned into an extremely long distance in the void.

After a long time, his eyes suddenly condensed and changed.

As the salty taste in the air fades, the outline of a city is finally looming in front of the line of sight.

"Is it finally to the Arctic City? You can go to have a good rest."

After many days of endless rushing, the current Luo Wushu cultivation base is not weak, and he feels a bit tired.

This is the end of my thoughts.

Luo Wushu's speed couldn't help being a little faster.

But after a few breaths, his figure arrived outside the Arctic City.

But his pupils shrank suddenly.

In front of the line of sight, above the city gate, a few scarlet characters are greeted...Luo Wushu is here for a visit!

Although the wind has dried the writing, there is still a faint smell of blood in the faint, mixed in the wind, and it is tangy to the nose.

"Human blood?"

Luo Wushu's heart shuddered, and there was a cold surge in that star-like eyes.

Who is doing this kind of heavenly things in his name?

Luo Wushu restrained his emotions and stepped into the Arctic City without changing his face. Only for a moment, his pupils shrank again.

A chill, not self-consciously pervasive.

Below the city wall, facing a pile of corpses, like a hill.

Sweeping his gaze, there were many arms, legs, and heads intertwined in the hill-like corpse.

Every corpse has been dismantled. It is impossible to tell which one is put together with which one is a corpse.

Under the small mountain-like corpse, a dozen **** heads were spelled into a single word... ‘now’!

"brute!"

Luo Wushu's heart was extremely cold. Then, he walked to a young man who was not far away with a simple appearance but had no vision, and asked, "How is this Xiongtai called?"

"My last name is Chen, and my name is Abian!"

"Brother Abian, what's going on?" Luo Wushu pointed to the hill-like corpse.

Chen Abian is nothing but Dao Tribulation Realm cultivation base, a native of Arctic City.

Mentioning the recent events in the city seemed extremely horrified, but still gritted his teeth and said: "Luo Wushu!"

"All of these are Luo Wushu who is inferior to the beast!"

"Did Naluo Wushu do all of this?" Luo Wushu asked calmly, seemingly curious.

"Is there anyone besides him, haven't you seen him writing unscrupulously at the gate of the city?"

"At this visit, Arctic City is not unwelcome, but why do you want to do something inferior to such beasts?"

Chen Abian clenched his fists tightly, his face was full of hideous meaning, and he looked extremely resentful.

"Brother Abian, do you know what Luo Wushu looks like?" Luo Wushu asked tentatively.

Chen Abian seemed to see through Luo Wushu's thoughts at a glance, "Young man, I advise you not to be nosy."

Luo Wushu asked, "Brother Abian, why did you say this?"

Chen Abian said: "Similar to these massacres, it has been happening in Arctic City for several days. Some people have spontaneously dealt with Luo Wushu, but it's a pity..."

Speaking of this, Chen Abian fell directly into a brief silence.

"But it's a pity that Luo Wushu's beast is too strong."

"Just last night, a large number of strong men went to siege and kill Na Luo Wushu, but they still suffered from his poisonous hands."

"Among them, there are also several powerhouses at the pinnacle of the City Lord's Mansion."

Luo Wushu was silent for a while, and then asked: "Can the City Lord's Mansion come forward to arrest Na Luo Wushu?"

Suddenly, Chen Abian frowned deeper.

"The city lord said, don't worry about Na Luo Wushu, wait until he kills enough people, kills tired, kills cool..."

"Naturally, I will leave Arctic City."

"At that time, the Arctic City will be able to see the light again."

Luo Wushu: "..."

what is this?

Do you rule by doing nothing?

"Hey..." Looking at Luo Wushu's narrowed eyes, Chen Abian seemed to be able to guess some of his thoughts.

"Brother!" Chen Abian patted Luo Wushu on the shoulder.

"I can feel your blood, and I want to kill a beast who is inferior to this kind of beast."

"But you have to learn to recognize the cruelty of reality."

"Today's Arctic City is really not a place for outsiders to come, I advise you to leave here early!"

"Flee as far as you can, as far as you can!"

Luo Wushu looked at the honest-looking Chen Abian and asked, "Then why don't you run away?"