Chapter 13: Destroy the Gate

I believe that the incident of poisonous scorpions being destroyed will soon spread in the world.

But at this moment, Yang Yu and Weizhuang were walking in the rain.

"What do you think of this case? Who do you think he would have killed him?"

Although he was walking in the rain, Weizhuang's expression was still exactly the same as walking in a sunny day. He did not bring an umbrella.

Yang Yu was particularly leisurely, after all, he didn't need to bring an umbrella to isolate these raindrops.

"I have never been involved in these things and I can't know."

Wei Zhuang never bothered to discuss these things. After all, his method of killing people is very direct. As long as he tells others that he is going to kill people, that person will definitely die.

"I'll leave first, go whatever you want to do."

Yang Yu actually said this on purpose because he knew that Weizhuang had another very important thing that he had not done, and he was just delaying time here now.

Although he had just killed so many people in the rain, Yang Yu knew that his purpose was not here, but at the Scorpion Sect.

After saying this, Yang Yu turned around and left.

Duliu Weizhuang looked at Yang Yu's back in place.

When he just heard Yang Yu's words, he felt that Yang Yu might know something.

...

"My Ninth brother is really lucky. He got such a talent as soon as he came back!"

Even when Yang Yu returned to the place where he watched the show, Han Yu never stopped talking.

Zhang Liang, who was sitting next to Han Fei, had a warm smile and did not answer. After Han Fei looked at Zhang Liang's face, his eyes turned to Han Yu again.

"Don't say that. It's my luck that I got a talent, but I'm also afraid that he will be snatched away by others!"

As soon as he changed his voice, Han Fei began to divert his sight.

"I don't know what is circulating on the streets and alleys recently. You have heard that Zilanxuan has died recently, and I heard that Zilanxuan is not peaceful recently."

Seeing that Han Fei had no intention of reconciling, Han Yu did not continue the topic anymore. He looked at the stage ahead, and did not seem to be planning to say anything.

However, Han Fei's words were not said to Ding, but to the person next to Han Yu.

The beauty who was following Han Yu was actually Mrs. Liu's sister.

However, he should not be called Mrs. Liu now, it should be Mrs. Hu, after all, his husband is dead.

"Has something happened to Zi Lanxuan recently? My sister was fine when she went there, and I didn't hear anything my sister mentioned?"

After hearing what Han Fei said, Meiren Hu showed curiosity on her face, but when she was talking to herself, she forgot to control the volume.

"So my wife has been to Zilanxuan?"

Han Fei frowned slightly and found clues.

Beauty Hu felt that she had said something wrong and kept repaying it, but the more she recovered, the more she said it.

From the words of Meiren Hu, Han Fei learned that the wife had been to Zilanxuan and met a masked beggar around Zilanxuan.

Before Han Fei could continue asking, the scene had already ended.

However, there should be another scene in this scene. Han Fei no longer wants to stay here, so he resigned to Han Yu.

That's it, Yang Yu and Han Fei happened to pass by and did not meet them.

After Yang Yu returned to the theater, he asked Zhang Liang where Han Fei went?

Zhang Liang told Yang Yu that after Han Fei left in advance, Zhang Liang originally thought Yang Yu would leave immediately.

However, what the elder brother didn't expect was that Yang Yu was actually in a sacred manner and sat next to him and watched the show.

"I don't know who this gentleman is, and he has been following my brother?"

In fact, when Yang Yu got up and left, Han Yu had already noticed Yang Yu, but Yang Yu left too fast, and Han Yu didn't have time to speak.

Now that Yang Yu has come back, he has given Han Yu a chance.

Yang Yu turned his head to look at Han Yu.

Maybe it's because of a father. Han Yu looks a little similar to Han Fei, but Han Yu and Han Fei's temperaments are not the same.

"Just a little bitch, how could it be that he could have caught the young master's eyes?"

Yang Yu picked up a peanut from the plate and threw it into his mouth. Afterwards, he shook his head indifferently.

Although he said that he was a slut, his behavior was extremely relaxed and he did not say that he was facing the tension of the royal relatives.

Faced with such an attitude, Yang Yu and Han Yu became even more curious. He found that since Han Fei returned to China, he always followed many talented people and strangers, and he also recruited a talent like Zhang Liang.

It was finally over such a casual conversation that the curtain finally came to an end, but it was already late.

Several people stood up and went home. When they were about to say goodbye on the street, they heard the roar of horse hooves.

Although the rain has stopped now, many of the puddles formed on the ground have remained when the rain falls.

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, several people turned to look together and saw the blood-red flag under the moonlight swaying in the wind.

Yang Yu's face has not changed.

A figure on the horse, a white dress.

It looks particularly clean under the moonlight.

"He's back?"

Zhang Liang looked at the figure on the horse's back and murmured to himself.

When Yang Yu finally saw the person's face on the horse's back, the golden frame popped up again, and the identity profile of the person above was written very clearly.

It turned out to be him.

Just as the man was about to approach, the already clear night sky started to rain again.

Fortunately, when he went out, Zhang Liang prepared an umbrella and did not turn them into a chicken.

However, Yang Yu did not hold an umbrella, and stood alone in the rain, which was particularly conspicuous. The Blood-Yuhou who had passed by didn't pay much attention when he saw the people on the roadside.

But when the heavy rain came, Yang Yu was like standing in the rain outside the matter, completely attracting the eyes of the Blood-Clothed Marquis.

A glimpse.

Seeing the people around him disappearing quickly into the distance, Yang Yu withdrew his gaze.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

Moreover, the wheels of history are constantly rolling, pushing everything to a new place. The people who appear now are undoubtedly a transformant, and the war is about to escalate.

And they may be the first person around Yang Yu to be involved in this battle...
Chapter completed!