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After a while, Yang Zongxian nodded slowly and said: "It's not good, but if Sect Master Wen leaves immediately, there may not be a big problem."

"What's wrong?"

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

"Homing pigeon?"

"A homing pigeon sent by a spy from my family's patron sect."

"Has the spy been caught?"

"Already dead."

In fact, Yang Zongxian did not give the order to kill him. He had always wanted to take a long-term approach to catch the big fish, but today that guy was actively exposed in broad daylight, so it would be useless if he didn't 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 happens in front of him. He will only treat everything in front of him as a deliberate act.

In this case, countermeasures are useless.

Before Wen Ping could ask, Huai Kong spoke, "Did you find out who the letter is for?"

"I don't know who the carrier pigeon is flying to, but the letter says, 'Wen Ping comes down the mountain, kill him quickly'!"

"Come to kill me?"

Wen Ping pointed at himself in surprise.

"Yes, so Sect Leader Wen should hurry up and leave. Safety is the most important thing. I'll be back later."

Having said that, Yang Zongxian was about to leave the lounge. Of course, what he wanted to do was to quickly get the golden ticket.

If Wen Ping is sent away earlier, Wen Ping will be less in danger. Who knows what kind of trouble will happen to the patron sect. What if, for revenge, he becomes a 13th-level body refining monk all at once, and Elder Yun didn't follow him. Damn it.

If you stick to Mo, it will definitely bring bad luck and bad luck.

"Clan Chief Yang, don't worry, I plan to take Senior Yu for a walk around." After saying that, Wen Ping stood up.

Yang Zongxian was stunned for a moment when he heard this sentence.

Seeing that Wen Ping had stood up, he seemed to have no intention of returning to the Immortal Sect now.

Oh My God.

Did Wen Ping not listen to what he just said?

He feels that things like this, even without exaggerating or exaggerating, can still make people fear, right?

"Sect Leader Wen, please don't wander around today. Safety is important, so why put yourself in danger for this useless thing. The backing sect is hiding behind the scenes, killing people and using dirty tricks. It's impossible to guard against it."

Wen Ping glanced at the street outside the window, his eyes fell on the silver-armored Self-Defense Forces marching in column, and said: "Commercial bank, don't there be guards from the City Lord's Mansion in Fang City, as well as your Self-Defense Forces?"

Yang Zongxian looked helpless.

His Self-Defense Force is nothing. A small team from the patron sect can come and go as often as they like.

As for the escort team of the City Lord's Mansion, they are quite strong, but their efficiency cannot be praised. By the time they arrive, the day lily will be cold.

He was too embarrassed to say these words to his face, so he could only find an excuse at random, "But if the people sent by the Guoshan Sect are at the 13th level of Tongxuan, no one can react during the surprise attack."

Wen Ping still had a nonchalant expression, "Okay, Patriarch Yang, he is just a patron sect, is it necessary to attach so much importance to him? Let them come, as long as they don't disturb my good mood of shopping."

"Boy, you have courage!"

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

Although Wen Ping always hit him, always ignored him, and repeatedly made him doubt whether he was in the Tongxuan realm. Even when he helped him kill a hunter yesterday, Wen Ping didn't even say thank you.

but!

As a lone ranger, he has a character that goes his own way. He admires Wen Ping very much. Seeing Wen Ping's character is like seeing his old self.

Just as he was smiling and patting Wen Ping on the shoulder, Wen Ping spoke, and his appreciative patting on Wen Ping's shoulder stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, the expression froze instantly!

"Let's go, I'll take you shopping. First of all, I'll make a statement: you're not allowed to eat randomly, and you're not allowed to run around alone."

Looking at Wen Ping's back as he walked out of the room after speaking, Yu Mo sighed.

I really appreciate him for nothing.

…

After leaving the trading house, Wen Ping expressed that he didn't care about the affairs of the patron sect, and Yu Mo was even more indifferent. In desperation, Yang Zongxian could only send a self-defense force to follow. Although it felt that it was of little effect, it was better than nothing.

Among his self-defense forces, the strongest one is only at the seventh level of physical training.

If anything happens, their strength can block a few swords and buy Wen Ping some time.

While he was walking leisurely, Wen Ping's whole body suddenly trembled as if he was trembling.

Tianling Gai suddenly felt a numb feeling.

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

Just when Wen Ping was surprised, the system's voice came as expected, "Host, congratulations, Changmo Gong sensed something good, something containing a lot of wood energy. The total amount of wood energy in it is comparable to that of dozens of miles outside the Immortal Sect.

The harmony of forest wood energy!”

"What?"

"Wood quicksand."

"What is that?"

"A kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure that is needed in the Tongxuan realm, but for the host, it can only be used as wood energy to improve the qualifications. If the host can get it, it will be more than enough to upgrade the three-star qualifications."

Wen Ping was overjoyed when he heard this last sentence.

Isn’t that higher than the benefits brought by Life Cigar?

You still have to smoke several hundred life cigars to get the three-star qualification.

Wen Ping immediately asked: "Where is it?"

"One hundred meters ahead."

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

When Yu Mo turned around and was about to ask Wen Ping if the thing in his hand looked good, he found that Wen Ping was no longer beside him.

He quickly put down what he was holding and chased after him.

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

Wen Ping waved his hand and said, "Senior Yu, go ahead and do whatever you want. Suddenly something happened to me."

Wen Ping's original intention was to take Yu Mo with him to protect himself, but now, something good has appeared.

He was really eager to find that thing.

I really don’t want to hear what Yu Mo is mumbling in my ear.

When Yu Mo heard Wen Ping let him play with his own, when he took a step to leave, his feet stopped in mid-air, then he took them back and said, "Come on! You kid, you want to throw me away, but there is no way."

"If I want to follow you, just follow me, you follower."

Wen Ping responded casually.

"What is a follower?"

"He's just a bug who always likes to follow other people's butts."

"You boy."

Yu Mo raised his hand angrily, about to give Wen Ping a break, when he suddenly heard a voice coming from behind him.

The voice was very close and right behind me.

"Wen Ping, is it really you?"

Lu Yue squeezed out from the crowd, with a hint of crimson on her crystal clear cheeks, and looked at Wen Ping with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, filled with tenderness and rich surprise.

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