Campus belle's cultivation master

The top master of Neijin, who is known as the world's strong man who can't get out and fight with others, was killed by Shengsheng on the altar and turned into a pile of scarlet meat!

Wang yunmiao's body suddenly and a shock, frightened of open mouth, full face of disbelief.

Lu Yang's inner strength cultivation is almost invincible in the secular world. Even though the establishment of the school is a little insufficient, it is more than enough. God knows how much the Yanjing Wangs paid to bring it under their command.

Such a person, following his own way to the southwest, gave advice and relied on each other, was pulled over by the man in black robe, threw it, and fell dead alive?

No matter Wang yunmiao or Wang Cheng, uncle and nephew's cheek muscles twitch, they all feel unprecedented panic.

In the secular world, they are respected and superior. They are the makers of the rules and wantonly control the life and death of others. However, in the practice of the law of the jungle, they are as vulnerable as ants, living a precarious life, being slaughtered everywhere.

Rao is Lu Yang's accomplishments have come to such an end, let alone they are a mediocre generation?

Miyamoto Saito, on the opposite hillside, was anxious and urgent, and began to shout again

"Master! Not enough! It's still a little short! "

His cry was like the bell of hell, which made other people's backs and hands and feet cold.

Sure enough, the black robed man turned his head slowly.

Even if his face is completely covered, Wang yunmiao can clearly see that the other person is looking at himself, which means it's not too obvious

"Master, master..." he moved back half step, voice trembled, "we... Are we partners? Is that right? You still need me. You need me to provide you with help, capital, equipment, and even manage all aspects of the relationship, destroy the evidence... You can't... Absolutely can't... "

"I don't need you. What I need is the Yanjing family," the man in black burst out with a low and ferocious smile

"You are all the Wangs, aren't you?" He shouldered his hands and said, "make up your mind."

Wang Yuanlang understood the master's meaning, looked at Wang yunmiao and Wang Cheng's uncle and nephew opposite, blinked his eyes, and his face was strange: "you two should keep one, and the other should jump down to sacrifice. The sect leader asked you to make your own decisions. You have already given the Yanjing Wang family enough face. Don't be disrespectful any more... "

Wang yunmiao's face became as pale as paper.

"Master, absolutely can't, we..." he opened his mouth anxiously. He stepped forward to beg, but suddenly realized that there was something different behind him.

Wang yunmiao has been doing this for so many years, and he has to rely on his instinct to flash to the side subconsciously. He quickly turned around, but saw his nephew Wang Cheng standing behind him with his hands open, and he was obviously going to push him down.

"Beast His eyes were red and he yelled, "what do you want to do?"

Wang Cheng's body trembled like an electric shock. His face was full of tears. He sobbed and said, "fifth uncle, I'm sorry... I'm sorry. I'm still young. I want to live..."

Before his words, he rushed over like a bull, trying to knock Wang yunmiao down the hill.

"Son of a bitch!" Wang yunmiao didn't expect that his nephew turned back so quickly and didn't give himself a chance at all. He quickly sidestepped to avoid, but Wang Cheng fell to the ground and rolled out together.

Uncle and nephew, so wrestle together, like two wolves, all mad general desperately.

"Beast! I want to fight your uncle! I'm... Wasting my care for you. I should have killed you early! "

"My father won't let me come! You want me to follow you! You want me to follow you! It's all your fault Wang Cheng's face was twisted and ferocious, and he growled. He opened his mouth and bit Wang yunmiao's ear. He immediately felt a piece of fishy sweetness in his mouth.

"Ah, beast! Beast Wang yunmiao is kicking and yelling. He is convulsed with pain. He reaches out and tugs at Wang Cheng's black hair

Chen Yanran coldly looked at this scene, tired of moving the line of sight. She had already seen too much of the shameless betrayal in the world and had no interest in it.

Wang Yuanlang asked with a smile: "little girl, what's the matter? Dare not see it? "

"Don't be proud, old man." Chen Yanran glanced at the figure of the man in black robe, with a light sneer on her lips, "maybe the next one to sacrifice... Is you?"

Wang Yuan Lang's hands under the sleeve of his robe trembled. The expression on his old face was suddenly stiff, and his eyes were filled with fear.

He knows the master's temperament very well, so he may not be able to do such a thing

The man in black seemed a little impatient and hissed, "help them."

"Yes." Wang Yuanlang bowed slightly, his face changed slightly, and immediately raised his hand.

A sharp dagger was thrown out by him and fell not far from uncle and nephew.

Two people happen to coincide, all found, wriggling body, crazy to rob.

Wang yunmiao was only a few centimeters away from the dagger, and he was dragged back by Wang Cheng. So back and forth, and noisy for a long time, Wang yunmiao a foot in Wang Cheng's eyes, kick the latter whirl, scream repeatedly.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang yunmiao holds the dagger in his hand, grabs Wang Cheng's collar with the other hand, and drags it to the cliff beside the altar.

"Beast! Dare you plot against me? You want to kill me if you don't even have hair? " He cursed, pressed Wang Cheng to the ground, grabbed his hair, pulled his head, and waved a dagger, "fight with me? You're still young! "

Wang Cheng burst into tears and sobbed: "Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu, have you forgotten that you have taken care of me since childhood..."

Wang yunmiao was about to start, but his body froze. His mouth slightly twitched, gnashing his teeth: "Xiaocheng, do you remember... I'm your fifth uncle? Do you remember that I am your fifth uncle

"Fifth uncle, I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong..." Wang Cheng wails, while the other party hesitates, suddenly turns over, and falls Wang yunmiao to the ground. Then, he cleanly grabbed Wang yunmiao's dagger in his palm and poked it into the latter's heart.

Poof!

Blood gushed out, Wang yunmiao surprised stare round eyes, as if to see the most incredible thing in the world.

"Fifth uncle, I'm sorry..." Wang Cheng's cheek mixed with soil and tears, trembling to release the dagger, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you..."

Wang yunmiao's shock slowly converged, and immediately he had a faint smile.

"Good... Good boy... Really have you..." he bleeding from the corner of his mouth, slowly reached out to touch Wang Cheng's face, "Xiao Cheng, you... More and more like..."

That hand, after all, could not touch Wang Cheng's face, so it could not fall down.

Wang Cheng, with tears in his eyes, throws his fifth Uncle Wang yunmiao to the altar. He immediately kneels down with sobs. He opens his bruised eyes and doesn't move