When Lin Wangbei arrived, Wen Zhengrong was already dead. The death was extremely miserable.

His heart was completely stabbed, his eyes were dug out alive, and countless piercing wounds were hit all over his body, making him bloody.

But judging from the remaining expression on his face, when he was dying, he had only anger, not despair.

So Lin Wangbei looked aside, the mysterious iron killer with blood stains all over his body holding a dagger in his hand. "You did it?"

The Xuantie killer nodded silently and threw away the dagger in his hand. He didn't know what he thought of. He smiled and said: "Marshal, do you know, I have done things for him for more than ten years, those dirty and nasty things, I have participated in everything. For so many years, I have worked for him and saved his life. I thought I was his confidant, but in his eyes I was just a waste."

"A trash that works well, but can be thrown away at any time."

His tone was a little sad, and he said like a relief: "Now that he has been killed by my trash, he must have reached the netherworld, he is also extremely unwilling."

After saying this, he straightened his body, with a dull expression, and said with a smile: "But I can die in your hands, which is much better than him."

"When did I say I wanted to kill you?" Lin Wangbei glanced at him, then raised his hand, and the storage ring on Wen Zhengrong's corpse suddenly flew up. He held it in his hand and looked at it for a moment, and then asked: " What's your name."

The Xuantie killer was slightly startled, and then reacted: "Marshal... are you asking my name?"

Lin Wangbei put away the storage ring and said, "Wen Zhengrong was killed by you, and you have been successful in rebellion. I will truthfully tell your leader."

"I……"

He opened his mouth and hesitated for a while before he said, "My name is Fang Xuan."

"Is Fang Xuan? I took it down."

After Lin Wangbei finished speaking lightly, he chopped off Wen Zhengrong's head with a single knife, put it in his hand and turned around without hesitation.

However, Fang Xuan looked inexplicable, watching Lin Wangbei's back disappear, and finally realized that he was not dead!

Facing Lin Wangbei twice, he didn't die!

At the previous moment, he was actually ready to die, and he even had a sense of calm facing death.

But when the death was gone, Fang Xuan only felt that all the strength in his whole body was taken away, and he suddenly sat paralyzed and stunned.

Not long after, he heard a pleasant laugh from the dense forest.

...

boom!

When Su Liu was closing her eyes and adjusting her breath, a human head suddenly rolled in front of her. She immediately opened her eyes and looked at the angry face. After a long silence, she raised her head and stood not far away. Lin Wangbei said: "Thank you."

"You deserve it, and I didn't kill him."

Lin Wangbei smiled, "If I killed him, I wouldn't leave such a complete head."

After the stab, Su Liu deeply agreed with this, and was silent for a while before saying, "What do you want."

Lin Wangbei heard the words and waved his hand: "I said, he was not killed by me, so the previous agreement will not be counted."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Su Liu and groaned, "Although your profound door hasn't broken, it has hurt the foundation. Don't do anything with others until you recover from your injury."

However, Su Liu was stubborn: "You haven't said what you want me to do."

Lin Wangbei was stunned, and stared at Su Liu for a moment, realizing that her stubborn eyes didn't seem to be fake, and then wondering: "You... don't know me?"

"You are a strong man." Su Liu calmly said: "And I heard them call you Marshal Lin, your surname Lin?"

Hearing Su Liu's answer, Lin Wangbei knew that this little girl should be completely indifferent to everything about the Heaven Swallowing Kingdom. It stands to reason that although the three words Lin Wangbei are only circulated in the upper echelons of the Holy Kingdom, as a territorial killer, there is no reason to not know his name.

It was the first time that Lin Wangbei felt very frustrated, and said with a wry smile: "My name is Lin Wangbei, remember this name, we will meet again."

After speaking, Lin Wangbei was about to leave, but he heard Su Liu say: "Wait!"

Facing Lin Wangbei's suspicious eyes, Su Liu stood up, unbuttoning his coat expressionlessly, revealing his white inner shirt.

Lin Wangbei widened his eyes and said in surprise: "You are..."

Su Liu's movements continued, unbuttoning the shirt, and the delicate collarbone and half of the fragrant shoulders had been exposed. Lin Wangbei immediately understood what she meant, and quickly raised his hand to send out a real qi, and bounced Su Liu's hand.

Su Liu was silent for a moment, and said indifferently: "Don't you want this?"

"You misunderstood." Lin Wangbei smiled bitterly, avoiding his eyes, and said helplessly: "I just saw that you are very talented and want to accept you as my heir. Why would you think of that?"

"The trouble that a strong man like you can't solve, I don't have that strength either. So I thought you wanted this."

Su Liu had a calm tone, as if he had regarded himself as a traded item.

"Hurry up and get your clothes on."

Lin Wangbei was a little anxious, turned around and said, "Don't do this in the future."

Su Liu's body trembled, her lips pursed, and she put on her clothes in accordance with Yan, and said, "I promise you."

"what?"

"Be your heir, I promise you."

Su Liu said, "I want to learn your sword skills and become stronger."

Hearing this, Lin Wangbei was about to turn around, and then dropped his eyelids as if remembering something, and smiled: "When you see you next time, you can answer me again."

After speaking, he hurriedly left Yukong.

Su Liu looked up for a moment, twitched at the corner of his mouth, then suddenly remembered his big knife, and muttered, "My knife."

Then he quickly turned around to find the big knife he had left behind.

...

"President Li, the inheritance of the upper realm is of great importance. I can't wait to listen to your words and give up?"

"If we have to believe it, then please ask Dean Li to put down the bookbox and look it up for us. If there is really no inheritance from the upper realm, I will naturally apologize to Dean Li."

In the underground palace, Li Wuming was surrounded by a group of martial artists from the family, looking helplessly at the leaders: "There really is no upper realm inheritance here, so please don't embarrass me."

It turned out that when Lin Wangbei was chasing and killing Wen Zhengrong, in addition to Li Wuming, all aristocratic families in the imperial capital also dispatched Grandmaster Mingyou, including Li Wuming, a total of five Mingyou Grandmasters gathered here. But because Li Wuming was the first grandmaster to enter the underground palace, he was blocked by the other four at this time, and he had to hand over the inheritance of the upper realm.

But when Li Wuming entered the underground palace, he knew that there was no upper realm inheritance at all. After a little deliberation, he confirmed his previous thoughts. All of this was just a carefully arranged conspiracy. But the black hand behind the scenes is that people are greedy, even if there is a chance, this group of people can't give up the inheritance of the upper realm. That's why this farce involving several great Mingyou powerhouses came into being.

Among the four people who stopped Li Wuming, three were from aristocratic families, but one still hadn't spoken yet, just because he was a great master from the academy.

The silent middle-aged man observed for a long time, and finally stood up and said: "Don’t embarrass Mr. Li. In my opinion, there is really no trace of the upper realm inheritance here. Even if there is, it would have been taken by someone long ago. gone."

"Mr. Li just entered the underground palace one step ahead of us. Even if the upper realm inheritance really exists, he doesn't have time to find it."

When the middle-aged man said this, he smiled to Li Wuming: "Mr. Li, am I right?"

"Mr. Zhang is right." Li Wuming sighed and had to accept his love. "There is really no upper realm inheritance here. If you don't believe it, you can think about it. Has the news about inheritance come too suddenly?"

"If there is a heritage, how can it be so heated in a short period of time?"

Hearing Li Wuming's words, the remaining three grand masters frowned.

One of the elders sneered: "Several colleges have always been closely related to Wu Zong. Who knows if you are playing cover for each other? Dean Li, in terms of age, you are still older than me. At our age, you want to be You know how difficult it is to go further. If you really get the inheritance of the upper realm, I will only ask to borrow to understand it, and I will never take it as my own, how?"

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