Super Tiandao Academy

Chapter 750 I'm Just a Pawn
The tall houses stand on the top of the majestic mountains, like a magnificent city.

This is the residential area of ​​the core disciples, and Qi Cangruo lives here.

He was writing a letter asking for credit, and he was going to send it to his boss Bai Licong and Han Wuyi, the hall master.

He was already imagining that after Ye Mao's death, he would get permission to meet his daughter, hug her small body, and kiss her tender little face.

At that time, he will be the happiest person in the world.

"This Ye Mao, what a pity!" The old slave sighed beside Qi Cangruo.

"He's on his way soon!" Qi Cangruo was a little anxious, anxious to see his daughter.

The old slave said: "Young master, don't worry, I'll send someone to watch over, as long as Ye Mao dies, he will come to report immediately."

"That's good. Are all the clothes and snacks prepared for Xiner in order? Go over and check again, and there must be no mistakes." Qi Cangruo looked like a groom about to get married, dressed in a beaming manner, and his face was full of anxiety and anticipation.

In Jinlin Small Realm, after Ye Mao comforted Tong Tong, he handed her over to Deacon Zhang, and went to find the man with the scar as quickly as possible.

The man with the scar was at the foot of a mountain. He saw Ye Mao approaching with a fierce aura from a distance, turned his head and ran, and shouted at Ye Mao: "It was so cool just now, this is the first time I have encountered such a superb product."

The anger in Ye Mao's heart exploded, and the speed suddenly increased several times.

"It's over!" The man with the scar grinned grinningly, and snapped his fingers. Seventy to eighty feet away, the fifth-grade ancient talisman buried in the ground exploded instantly.

A mushroom cloud soared into the sky, and the world was shrouded in dust.

When everything dissipated, the original grassland became a mess, full of potholes, and scorched marks, as if it had been burned by flames.

As for Ye Mao, he was nowhere to be seen.

"The fifth-grade ancient talisman is terrifying. It died so cleanly that no scum was left, hahaha..." The man with the scar laughed loudly, very satisfied with the result.

Qi Cangruo's people were hiding not far away. After seeing this scene, they immediately left to report to Qi Cangruo.

"Great!" Qi Cangruo waved his fist excitedly when he heard the news of Ye Mao's death, and the boulder that had been hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground. He sent his old slave to send the letter of merit to Bailicong immediately.

"Xin'er, Daddy will see you soon." Qi Cangruo was all smiles, and he was in an unprecedentedly good mood.

However, the man with the scar chose this place to be relatively remote, and there was a lot of commotion just now. After he confirmed that Ye Mao was dead, he left in a hurry, worried that others would find out.

But as soon as he ran about ten feet away, he heard a sound behind him, and immediately looked back.

The soil on the ground exploded, and Ye Mao stood up with a golden tortoise shell on his back. His mouth was bloodshot, his face was as pale as paper, but his aura was strong and terrifying.

"This, this is impossible," the scarred man panicked, "That is a fifth-rank ancient talisman that can kill even a monk at the Great Perfection Stage of the Xuanshi Realm. How can you not die..."

When he thought of the things he had done, great fear arose in his heart, he turned his head and fled in a panic, hating his parents for giving him two missing legs.

Ye Mao came like the wind and stopped in front of him in an instant.

The man with the scar was so frightened that his legs became weak, he backed away in a hurry, and shouted: "Someone is coming, come, come quickly, someone is going to kill someone here, help..."

Seeing Ye Mao approaching like a god of death, he punched in panic, but Ye Mao grabbed his fist, and with a sudden force, his right hand snapped in two with a "click".

"Ah..." The veins on the scarred man's painful face popped out, and beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from his forehead.

He yelled in a panic: "Ye Mao, someone is coming, many people are watching, you can't kill me, killing me is breaking the rules of the house, you have to die, you have to die... ah..."

His shoulder bones were crushed, and then he was severely thrown to the ground, and he did not know how many ribs were broken.

"She's only 15 years old, she's still a child, you bastard..." Ye Mao stepped on his left leg, stepping up bit by bit.

The man with the scar was in so much pain that he was insane. He roared angrily, "Grandson, I'm just playing with a little girl. Do you need it?"

Such words were like fueling a volcano, and Ye Mao's anger increased by three points. After stepping on his left leg, he stepped on his right leg, and his leg bones were crushed into powder.

The man with the scar couldn't stand the pain, and wanted to end it all with death.

But he couldn't even bite his tongue to kill himself, because his lower jaw had already been removed, and he could only go mad in this endless pain.

In the end, he was in so much pain that he thought it was over.

But Ye Mao actually captured his soul and said, "Tell me, who is behind you?"

The man with the scar stared at Ye Mao with a sneer and said, "If you treat me like this today, he will treat you like this tomorrow, hahaha..."

Some people say that the most painful thing in the world is the pain of soul refining.

Before, the man with the scar didn't understand what kind of pain it was, but now he does.

The man with the scar let out a hysterical scream, which almost resounded throughout the entire Golden Scale Small Realm.

He struggled desperately, trying to escape with all his strength, but it was useless, and the pain continued to come.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it. All the accounts are on you. I want you to repay Tong Tong thousands of times for the pain you gave Tong Tong. You will taste this kind of soul-refining pain for the rest of your life." Ye Mao's voice was like coming from hell. The voice of the devil that crawled out.

The man with the scar was terrified.

This scum who had been evil all his life and oppressed others all his life, at this moment, finally broke down, crying loudly: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me, I am just a pawn.

All of this was done by Qi Cangruo, and my superiors forced me to do it. They specifically ordered me to goug my eyes and defame Miss Tong Tong word by word.

I'm afraid of you, I didn't want to do it, but they threatened me, if I don't do it, I will die, I don't want to die..."

"Take me to find Qi Cangruo!" Ye Mao said expressionlessly.

The man with the scar shivered and said, "Yes!"

He galloped ahead with his soul body, followed closely by Ye Mao, walking all the way to the outside of the Golden Scale Small Realm.

Many people saw Ye Mao torture the scarred man with their own eyes. The kind of cruelty made many timid people subconsciously back away, fearing to offend this man.

"This descendant of the Desolate Sage is really ruthless. But from ancient times to the present, whoever can achieve great things, who is not a ruthless and decisive generation." The guardian rushed back after receiving the news.

The others also realized that there would be an inevitable battle between Ye Mao and Qi Cangruo, and rushed towards Qi Cangruo's mansion one by one.

More and more people in the sect received the news and turned their attention to the area where the core disciples were.

Qi Cangruo was waiting for the news of the hall master Han Wuyi's favor. He was anxious and couldn't help but came to the front mansion, wanting to know the news at the first moment.

But when he opened the gate of the mansion, on the long street in front of him, the fallen leaves were blown by the wind, the hair of the leaves was fluttering, and the robes were dancing with the wind. A strong killing intent.

Even the clouds and mist in the sky were infected by his murderous aura, stained with a deep red, as if bleeding.

(End of this chapter)