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Chapter 680: Everyone Goes Home and Takes What They Need
"Anchor successful!"

Wang Yunxiao opened his eyes and slowly exhaled.

Wow, this triple click almost made me realize that I am too breasty.

If it was just the female ghost in red, Wang Yunxiao was confident that he could deal with her, even if he had to fight her all night.

But she didn't expect that her two helpers cooperated with her so well.

To cheat and to attack, without any moral principles!
It's not as simple as one plus one plus one damage. The three people's evil magic combined to form a power that Wang Yunxiao could not understand.

If I had to describe it, it's like a death sentence.

Ignore the process and declare death directly.

It’s too cruel. Fortunately, I have a strong life, otherwise I might really be controlled to death by their series of small combos.

Then Wang Yunxiao realized two things.

My brain is online.

The feet are off the ground and the IQ has regained the high ground.

But the price of getting his IQ back online is that he can no longer use the power of the Outer Path Advanced Iron Hawk.

Wang Yunxiao is a self-taught person.

Normally, there are two ways to practice heterodox teachings.

One way is to get the teaching materials and practice step by step.

The other way is like Wang Yunxiao, who practices the orthodox way of the palace soldiers and fills up the experience bar of the external way as time goes by.

In a sense, great strength works miracles.

This resulted in his inadequate grasp and incomplete understanding of the Fubing Outer Daoist methods.

That is why the situation of advancing and then regressing occurs.

If he wanted to get into the combat state again, he had to shut his brain down again.

The second thing is... who is this person I am holding in my hand?

Oh, Mr. Leng!

How come it became like this after just a few minutes of absence?
Leng Nian certainly couldn't answer this question. After being thrown back and forth crazily by Wang Yunxiao several times, he was now shattered to pieces, bleeding from all seven orifices, and was only one step away from meeting the King of Hell.

It’s over, I was too harsh.

Wang Yunxiao felt annoyed.

Not all enemies are as tough as the female ghost in red, who can fight with me back and forth without losing the upper hand.

Did she take off her clothes at the end of the fight?

Wang Yunxiao grabbed Leng Nian's thigh and stood there thinking silently for a long time.

What a pity, I didn’t see it.

The demons and evil spirits these days are really disgusting. When I can't beat you, I resort to tricks and schemes, dressing up as Li Mumu to confuse me.

Am I the kind of person who can be seduced by beauty?

But...how do they know what Li Mumu looks like?
Could it be that he still has evil intentions towards Miss Li?
Thinking back to the last time Li Mumu was almost kidnapped by someone, Wang Yunxiao felt so angry that his teeth were itching.

As for now...

Wang Yunxiao glanced at the car not far away that was almost turned into scrap metal.

The imperial seal should have been stolen, right?
However, the painting styles of those three guys are so unique, they must be some unknown people...

At this time, he also saw the words left on the wall out of the corner of his eye.

What does "The White Jade Palace in the sky, twelve towers and five cities..." mean?
I have seen this poem, and I am not illiterate. But what is the central idea she wants to express?

Their organization is called Baiyujing?

Forget it, let’s go back and ask the master, he is the real expert in the world.

Thinking of this, Wang Yunxiao picked up the half-dead Leng Nian and turned around and ran.

This guy must not die, he knows too much.

Less than a minute after Wang Yunxiao walked away, a car came speeding towards him from the direction of the Shen family mansion.

The Cheng siblings got out of the car and looked at the ruins in front of them, unable to help but secretly smack their lips.

"Who is fighting with whom?"

The traces left on the battlefield were too numerous and too complicated, and even the Cheng brothers and sisters who practiced the Lingguan method found it difficult to distinguish them at once.

"Pollution...is a lot less than I thought?"

Normally, this kind of conflict of supernatural powers would leave all kinds of echoes and erosions at the scene. If there were any remains of corpses, the pollution would be even more serious.

This is also the significance of the existence of the "moat" dimension.

What was presented to the Cheng brothers and sisters at this moment was that the traces of the on-site battle far outweighed the remaining echo pollution.

It's like, four or five muscular men with tattoos went to a food stall and ate there all night, and when it was time to pay the bill, the boss saw that they had drunk two bottles of Snow Flower, a plate of boiled squid, and twenty-five skewers.

Have you eaten? Yes!

“People who have a clear self-awareness and do not need to seek recognition from others will naturally not leave too many echoes.”

A serious voice sounded behind the two of them.

Cheng Feng turned around and saluted quickly, "Hello, sir!"

Mu Yuheng walked over slowly from the side, holding the box containing the imperial seal.

"In the past, martial artists would divide the progress of martial arts into many levels. From entering the door to mastering it, one is qualified to be called a martial artist. And after mastering it, the next level is the inner soul. After reaching this level, you can't tell the difference between him and ordinary people just by looking at his appearance."

"The essence of echo erosion lies in this. Only the weak and insecure need to seek recognition. The truly strong never doubt themselves. For example, the sound produced by inferior instruments is obscure and harsh, which makes people irritated. The higher the quality of the instrument, the richer the sound, and even if you hear it, you will not feel any discomfort."

"Today's young people...they are really formidable."

Mu Yuheng sighed twice, then turned to look at the Cheng brothers and sisters: "You two can't even hear the response they left. You should avoid such occasions in the future and go back to practice hard."

These words made the Cheng brothers and sisters blush.

Cheng Xuefei asked in a low voice: "Then how should I explain to...the other side?"

Mu Yuheng pursed his lips and motioned her to look at the poem on the wall.

"Just tell the truth. The three evil leaders of the Changsheng Sect, Cangqing, Zhuhong, and Amber, worked together to set up a trap. The imperial seal was the bait they released. As for their purpose... the Changsheng Sect, of course, wanted to obtain the immortal fruit. As for how to obtain it, let them guess for themselves."

Mu Yuheng pondered for a moment, and then added: "In addition, you can also send out the information about the window period after 100 days. As for how to use this information, it depends on your personal performance. You must remember that those people are shrewd and calculating. The more proactive you are, the more suspicious they will be of you. Therefore, don't act too hastily. It is better not to do it than to make a mistake."

"I see."

Cheng Xuefei nodded quickly.

"I'm leaving first. You two stay here to finish up and clean it up."

After giving his instructions, Mu Yuheng turned around and walked away holding the box.

Cheng Feng watched his figure disappear little by little at the end of the street, then turned around to look at the devastated battlefield in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

It is said that money is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat, and the iron rice bowl in the government is not that comfortable either.

"Xue Fei, you should go too. You must be careful when dealing with those people. I'll call the police station and ask them to come over to help."

(End of this chapter)