Super Sect System

After a while, Yang Zongxian nodded slowly and said, "It's not very good, but if Sect Master Wen leaves immediately, maybe there is no big problem."

"What's wrong?"

Yang Zongxian rubbed the bridge of his nose, then lowered his voice, fearing that the wall might have ears, "Just a quarter of an hour ago, someone threw out ten pigeons within a quarter of an hour. Although nine were stopped, one escaped."

"Carrier pigeons?"

"The homing pigeon released by the spies of the backing mountain sect in my family."

"Did the spy catch it?"

"already dead."

In fact, Yang Zongxian didn't order him to be killed. His idea all along was to take a long line to catch big fish, but today that guy took the initiative to expose himself to the broad daylight, and it would be useless not to kill him.

Because those who can be spies are very smart.

After today, he will definitely not pass on any news, nor will he believe anything that happened in front of him, he will only treat everything in front of him as a deliberate act.

In this way, countermeasures are useless.

Before Wen Ping could open his mouth to ask, Huaikong spoke up, "Did you find out who the letter was for?"

"I don't know to whom this carrier pigeon is flying, but what is written in the letter is, 'Wen Ping goes down the mountain, kill quickly'!"

"Come to kill me?"

Wen Ping pointed at himself in surprise.

"Yes, so Sect Master Wen should hurry up and leave, safety is the most important thing. Wait a moment, I will come as soon as I go."

After all, Yang Zongxian was about to leave the waiting room, and of course the thing to do was to hurry to get the golden ticket.

Send Wen Ping away earlier, and Wen Ping will be less dangerous. Who knows what kind of moths will come out of the backing mountain sect, if for revenge, most of them are cultivators of the 13th stage of physical training at one time, and that Elder Yun didn't follow, relying on Yu Mo, it must be bad luck.

"Patriarch Yang, don't worry, I plan to take Senior Yu for a walk around." After finishing speaking, Wen Ping stood up.

Yang Zongxian froze when he heard this sentence.

Seeing that Wen Ping had stood up, he had no intention of going back to the Immortal Sect right now.

Oh My God.

Could it be that Wen Ping didn't listen to what he said just now?

He feels that even if he doesn't need to exaggerate or exaggerate things like this, it can still make people fearful, right?

"Sect Master Wen, don't go around today. Safety is the most important thing. Why put yourself in danger for this useless thing. The backer of the mountain sect is in the dark, and it is impossible to guard against murder."

Wen Ping glanced at the street outside the window, and his eyes fell on the silver-armored self-defense team marching forward, and said, "Don't there be guards from the city lord's mansion in the commercial bank and Fangshi, and your self-defense team?"

Yang Zongxian looked helpless.

What is his self-defense force? The backer sect can send out a small team at will, and it can enter and exit several times.

As for the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, they are quite strong, but their efficiency is really unsatisfactory. By the time they arrive, the day lily will be cold.

He was too embarrassed to say these words in person, so he could only make up an excuse at will, "But in case the people sent by the backer sect are from Tongxuan 13th level, no one will be able to react under the surprise attack."

Wen Ping still had a nonchalant expression, "Okay, patriarch Yang, he is just a patron of the sect. Is it necessary to take him so seriously? Let them come, as long as they don't disturb my good mood for shopping."

"Boy, have courage!"

Yu Mo gave a thumbs up, laughed, and patted Wen Ping on the shoulder, "I'll protect you!"

Although Wen Ping always beat him, always ignored him, repeatedly made him doubt whether he was in the Profound Realm, and even helped him kill a hunter yesterday, Wen Ping didn't even say thank you.

but!

As a lone ranger, he has a character of going his own way in his bones, and he admires Wen Ping very much. Seeing Wen Ping's character is like seeing himself in the past.

Just when he patted Wen Ping's shoulder with a smile, Wen Ping spoke, and the hand that patted Wen Ping's shoulder that he admired stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, his expression froze instantly!

"Let's go, let's take you shopping, first of all declare: don't eat indiscriminately, don't run around alone."

Seeing the back of Wen Ping walking out of the room after speaking, Yu Mo sighed.

I really appreciate him for nothing.

...

After leaving the firm, Wen Ping said that he didn't care about the backer, and Yu Mo was even more indifferent. In desperation, Yang Zongxian could only send a self-defense team to follow. Although it didn't feel very effective, it was better than nothing.

In his self-defense force, the strongest is only the 7th level of body training.

If anything happened, their strength would be able to block a few blows, buying Wen Ping some time.

Just as he was walking leisurely, Wen Ping suddenly trembled as if urinating.

Tianling Gai suddenly felt a tingling sensation.

What surprised Wen Ping was that there was a desire and urgency in the trembling, and this emotion was not produced by Wen Ping himself at all.

Just when Wen Ping was surprised, the voice of the system came as expected, "Host, congratulations, Changmo Gong has sensed something good, something that contains a lot of wood energy. The total amount of wood energy in it is comparable to that of the Immortal Sect tens of miles away." The sum of forest wood air!"

"what?"

"Wooden quicksand."

"What it is?"

"A kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure that is needed in the Profound Realm, but for the host, it can only be used as wood energy to improve aptitude. If the host can get it, it is more than enough to raise the aptitude to three stars."

Wen Ping was overjoyed when he heard the last sentence.

Isn't that higher than the benefits brought by the fruit of life?

You have to eat hundreds of fruits of life to get three-star status.

Wen Ping immediately asked, "Where is it?"

"One hundred meters ahead."

After the system's voice fell, Wen Ping walked forward at a leisurely pace, ignoring Yu Mo who was looking at gadgets in front of the shop.

Yu Mo turned around and was about to ask Wen Ping if the things in his hands looked good, but found that Wen Ping was no longer by his side.

Quickly put down what was in his hand, and then chased after him.

"Boy, didn't you say that you brought me to play today? Why do I feel like you are walking me?"

Wen Ping waved his hand and said, "Senior Yu, do what you want, I suddenly have something to do."

Wen Ping originally intended to take Yu Mo to protect himself, but now, something good has appeared.

He was really eager to find that thing.

I really don't want to hear Yu Mo whispering in my ear.

As soon as Yu Mo heard Wen Ping let him play with himself, when he was about to leave, his feet stopped in mid-air, and then he retracted, saying: "Come on! You kid wants to get rid of me, there is no door."

"Follow me if you love me, follower."

Wen Ping responded casually.

"What is a follower?"

"It's the bug who always likes to follow other people's asses."

"You boy."

Yu Mo raised his hand sullenly, and was about to give Wen Ping a blow when he suddenly heard a voice behind him.

The voice was very close, and behind him.

"Wen Ping, is it really you?"

Lu Yue squeezed out from the crowd, with a blush on her crystal-clear cheeks, and a pair of apricot eyes looking at Wen, with a strong surprise in her tenderness.

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