Ye Yu sent Qiulu outside the village and said, "Then I'll go back first."

"Um."

Qiulu turned around and left, going to her friend Taozi's grave.

When Ye Yu returned to the village, Qiu Lu stopped and was a little worried.

"Really, why should I stay here? His illness has not been completely cured yet. Can he get rid of Bai Wuchang?"

Qiu Lu shook her head and said, "Oh, I don't want to worry about him anymore."

...

At this time, Bai Wuchang led more than 20 troops to the center of the village.

All the villagers came here, very scared and frightened.

Bai Wuchang said lightly: "You should know my story, don't be afraid. I, Wuchang, don't steal or rob me, come here to play with you, now..."

"Ah Yeh!"

Suddenly, a subordinate next to him sneezes and Wuchang frowned.

"Um?"

Wuchang snorted coldly, and his subordinates were so scared that they fell to their knees.

Wuchang said coldly: "Why interrupt me? Don't you know that when I speak, you have to take back the farts?"

"I...I'm a newcomer, I...I don't know."

"Newcomer? The newcomer who joins doesn't ask others first about my style, and dares to follow me?"

"I...I've known you. I just learned one of your nicknames. I haven't had time to understand other styles yet. Please spare my life." My subordinates were extremely panicked and frightened, and kept kowtowing.

"Oh? My nickname? What is it?"

“Yes…yes…short and fast…”

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Wuchang's face suddenly became cold and extremely gloomy.

The other subordinates felt that the newcomer was dead.

Wuchang exhaled and said, "Okay, this is indeed my nickname, I don't deny it. But don't you know that I am already very powerful compared to before? I buy precious magical medicine to nourish my body every day, and it can last for three minutes. I believe that in the future, my nickname will no longer be short and fast."

"Yes, yes..." the newcomer nodded repeatedly.

Wuchang sighed lightly: "When I was twenty years old, I had another hobby, which was writing books. At that time, many ordinary people liked to read my books. After all, most people in this world are civilians and need entertainment, so I just wrote casually, but readers said that I was short and fast, so I tried my best to write for a while, which caused physical problems. Now, my body is recovering day by day, and I will regain my hobby and continue to have more than 10,000 words a day, so that the title of short and fast in any aspect will be completely taken from me."

"I believe the boss can do it! The boss can definitely do it!"

Wuchang nodded: "However, I just interrupted me and I need to be punished."

Wuchang took out a square wooden box, with four sides black and two sides red, and threw it on the head of the newcomer.

Wuchen said lightly: "You know my rules, come on, start guessing."

The quilt was put on a wooden box, and the newcomer's body shook and said in horror: "Old...Boss, don't."

"If you don't choose, I'll choose for you?"

"I...I choose."

The newcomer's voice trembled, and after he was struggling, he said, "I...I choose red...No...I think about it again, I choose black."

"Okay, then start."

With the wave of Wuchang's sleeve, a soul power swept across, and the wooden box suddenly rotated quickly.

When the wooden box stopped, if the one facing him was black, he could live, and if it was not, he would die.

The villagers looked at it and felt that this person was so perverted.

When the wooden box gradually stopped, the villagers also watched intently, and then their faces suddenly changed, and the red side facing the impermanent.

"I guessed wrong, then..."

Wuchang waved his hand, and a wind blade rushed out, cutting it out directly. As the top of the puff, his head fell to the ground along with the wooden box.

Blood was sprayed on the headless neck and fell down. The villagers were extremely frightened when they saw it. The adults quickly blocked the child's eyes with their hands.

"Okay, it's your turn, ten people come out."

The villagers looked at each other in great horror.

"No one is willing to come out? Then I'll choose?" Wuchang looked at the child: "Then let's do it."

Xiaoxia's parents' expressions changed: "No...no, I, you choose me, don't choose my child."

"Oh, you just asked you to stand up voluntarily, it's too late now."

Wuchang stepped forward, and his subordinates pushed Xiaoxia's parents away. Wuchang put the wooden box on Xiaoxia's head and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Xiao Xia is not afraid: "I am not afraid. There are heroes in our village, and I will definitely teach you a bad guy a lesson!"

"Hero? Haha, a child is a child, innocent."

Just when Wuchang was about to make the wooden box turn, Ye Yu stepped forward.

"Xiao Xia, you said it wrong. I will kill them, not just a lesson."

Hearing Ye Yu's voice, Xiao Xia was happy: "Big brother is here."

"Um?"

Wuchang frowned and looked over, sneered, "He is also a soul master? But he looks like he is only about thirteen years old. Humph, are you here to die? Then you can play with me later. Young people, catch him."

"yes!"

Two Three-ring Soul Lords stepped forward, Ye Yu flashed, and the two flew out directly, spraying blood mist, and there was no movement after landing.

The other subordinates were stunned, and Wuchang was even more shocked.

"How could it be?"

Wuchang was shocked and did not release his martial soul. He killed his two subordinates in seconds with just himself?

As Ye Yu approached, his subordinates retreated in fear.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? I'm here."

Wuchang snorted coldly, and the seven soul rings around his body were rhythmic, yellow, purple, black and black. At the same time, a blue wind wolf appeared behind him, and Wuchang was roaring in his body.

Ye Yu was surprised that it turned out to be the Seven-ring Soul Saint, and the Soul Ring is the best configuration. The martial soul is not an ordinary martial soul, but a high-level existence in the Qingxun Fenglang, a beast-like martial soul.

After Wuchang released his martial soul, the younger brother relaxed behind him and was no longer afraid.

Wuchang arrogant: "I am a level 74 agile soul attacker. Boy, you are a genius, but unfortunately I met me."

Ye Yu didn't expect that Wuchang was so strong. Although he was incomparable to the previous seven-person team, he was not weak either.

If I was in my heyday, I could naturally solve it, but now my mental power is still weak, and I cannot use the origin of evil, otherwise I will go wild.

However, if you don't use it, you are not unsure.

Ye Yu's fighting spirit rose: "I have been sleeping for a long time during this period, and it's time to exercise my muscles and bones. Your strength is just right."

"Hmm?" Wuchang was surprised. How could he say such stupid words?

"Boy, do you think you can compete with me? It's ridiculous. If you are at your age, you will think of you as a genius at most, you will be at least about 35 levels of Soul Lord."

The villagers were desperate, but they didn't expect that Wuchang was actually the Soul Saint. They knew that Ye Yu was just the Soul King and was just the auxiliary system. They had no hope at all and they were very depressed.

"I told you to leave without any deviation. It's a terrible thing now! How could you beat him?"
Chapter completed!