Speaking of Wang Hui, it seemed that the surroundings suddenly became lively, and even the storyteller couldn't get into it. ([] ) But Wang Hui was a little depressed. He didn't remember that he had leaked his real name. Could it be that these people were so smart that they could guess that the person who killed Linghu Le was him?

He couldn't help but ask the storyteller, "Linghu Le mysteriously disappeared, and no one saw that he was killed by Wang Hui. How did you know?"

"This spectator asked well. Originally, Linghu Le was missing, this was a mystery. But later, Tiangongxing sent the little war god Yang Ding to assist in solving the case. As a result, the little war god's face changed drastically as soon as he arrived. He insisted that it was Wang Hui who did it. I don't understand the reason very well, but since it was Yang Ding's words, it probably wouldn't be fake." The storyteller explained proudly.

Wang Hui sighed helplessly. No matter whether Yang Ding found any clues or just talked nonsense, he just added the charge to him, in short, he was wrong and his true identity could not be revealed at will, otherwise it would probably lead to attacking him.

After that, Wang Hui heard the storyteller talk for a long time and found that there was nothing nutritious, so he simply went into the teahouse and invited the storyteller to the private room to serve a table of waiting wine and dishes.

The storyteller was obviously a poor and down-and-out immortal. Seeing this table of rich wine and food, the saliva almost flowed out, but he was not stupid, so he hugged and said, "If you have something to do, ask, even for this table of wine and food, it's worth it."

"You are very smart. OK, I'll ask." Wang Hui smiled slightly. "Do you know what happened to the Thirteen Clans of Beiyuan recently and why do they rebel?"

When the storyteller heard this question, he was so shocked that his face changed drastically. He stood up and was about to leave, but Wang Hui pressed him on the chair.

Wang Hui took out two spirit stone crystals worth 10,000 yuan and handed them over and said, "Don't worry, tell me about the Thirteen Clans of Beiyuan, I will not treat you badly. Otherwise, you will not want to walk out of this room today."

"Who are you? Why do you need to inquire about the Thirteen Clans of Beiyuan?" The storyteller looked at the spirit stone crystal, his eyes shining, but he still forced himself to suppress his excitement and asked tremblingly.

"I'm not afraid to tell you. I am an immortal from Tianpeng Mansion. I came to Beiyuan to pacify the thirteen tribes of Beiyuan. Doing my business for me will inevitably bring you benefits in the future." Wang Hui said lightly.

"It turns out that it is the Supreme Immortal of Tianpeng Mansion. Xiaoxian has no idea about Mount Tai, so I hope to forgive him!" The storyteller hurriedly knelt down and said, "But Xiaoxian still advises the Supreme Immortal to go back early. It is too dangerous for you to come here alone, and you will have life worries."

"Get up and talk." Wang Hui said lightly. "You don't have to worry about my affairs. You just need to tell me what Beiyuan is doing. I guarantee your safety."

The storyteller stood up for a while and hesitated there before gritting his teeth and said, "I won't hide it from the Supreme Immortal. If it were just the original personnel of the Thirteen Clans of Beiyuan, as long as one of the Great Luo Jinxian was dispatched, it could be wiped out. But now there is actually a person behind the Thirteen Clans of Beiyuan. This person calls himself the "Demon Lord" and is terrible. If it weren't for him, even if the Thirteen Clans of Beiyuan had 110,000 courage, he would not dare to betray him."

"Demon Lord? Hahaha, there is such a arrogant person who dares to claim himself like this. I think it's either a careless person or too arrogant." Wang Hui couldn't help but smile. He didn't dare to call himself a master. This guy dared to call himself a demon master. Could it be that he thought he was even more powerful than the Immortal Lord?

"It's not that he is arrogant, but this person's cultivation is indeed powerful. He should already have the strength of the top nine heavenly mysterious immortal, which is comparable to the little war god Yang Ding. Although you are powerful, you can't be his opponent after all." The storyteller is still polite, because Wang Hui is now showing to outsiders, only the cultivation of the top immortal. Compared with the Nine Heavenly Xuan Immortal, that's a world of difference. The storyteller didn't say that Wang Hui hit the stone with an egg and was looking for death by himself, that was a very polite statement.

"Is that true?" Wang Hui smiled slightly, reached out and gave the storyteller a crystal worth ten thousand top-grade spirit stone and said, "You can leave now."

The storyteller nodded and thanked. With these spirit stones, he could find a quiet place to practice hard, and there was no need to tell the story here.

Suddenly at this moment, the sound of horse galloping sounded on the street, and a group of beautiful women rode pure white horses towards the teahouse.

"Who are those?" Wang Hui asked the storyteller and said.

"The emperor's immortal should be the secret army of the imperial court, the "Shenbing Guard". The woman who led the lead was Wang Qian, the only female commander of the Shenbing Guard!" replied the storyteller.

"Wang Qian? Why is this name so familiar? I really want to hear it somewhere?" Wang Hui said to himself.

"The Divine Soldier Guards have twelve generals, and they are all well-known. You have heard of it," explained the storyteller.

"No, I didn't hear it here." Wang Hui shook his head secretly and thought to himself.

At this time, I heard the reminder of Huanxian: "I remember that you have a junior named Wang Qian on earth. Because you have an eternal heart, you were captured by people from the Immortal Kingdom. Could it be her?"

"Well, it's possible, but this woman is very strong, obviously she is a top-notch Golden Immortal, and she is not as good as me. Could it be her?" Wang Hui pondered.

"Wang Qian has the heart of eternal life. Once the power is completely awakened, her cultivation speed will definitely be fast. Moreover, she came to the fairy world for a long time earlier than you, so she naturally gained the advantage of the geographical advantage. It is not impossible to catch up with your cultivation level." Huanxian explained.

"What you said makes sense, you'll know if you try it later." Wang Hui nodded and signaled the storyteller to leave quickly, but he walked out of the teahouse.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed again, and dozens of immortals jumped out of the teahouse. The strongest cultivation was the realm of Daluo Golden Immortal, and the worst cultivation was the only Void Immortal. However, the targets of these dozens of immortals were the divine weapon guards of Wang Qian and her subordinates.

"Kill!" Someone shouted, and dozens of immortals attacked Wang Qian and the other divine guards at the same time. Because they appeared suddenly and were very familiar with the environment here, this move caused great trouble to Wang Qian and the other divine guards.

Fortunately, she and her divine guards are very strong, and all the Daluo Jinxians were put into the cultivation world, then any one would be able to dominate the side. So although it was a little troublesome, they did not encounter any danger, but gradually gained control of their advantages.

However, when many enemy immortals were killed and the divine soldiers gradually relaxed their vigilance, a black shadow suddenly rushed out of the crowd and flew directly towards Wang Qian.

"Be careful!" The divine soldiers guards stepped forward to resist, trying to stop this person, but this person's strength was much stronger than the immortals who jumped out before. They could not stop it at all. After being hit, they fell to the ground, their clothes were cracked and covered in blood.

"Madman, eat my sword!" Wang Qian was not too panicked. She stabbed the flying sword in her hand, forming a huge Tai Chi ring, completely blocking her body.

The black shadow hit the ring and spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth. It was obviously injured, but it also smashed the ring at the same time, causing Wang Qian's flying sword to fall aside.

"Hehe, go to die!" There was no longer any obstacle in front of him. Heiying opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow. The power of the blood arrow was no less than that of a flying sword. He directly sucked Wang Qian's eyebrows, and Heiying's body also collided with Wang Qian at the same time. As soon as he got up and down, he wanted to make Wang Qian desperate.

Wang Qian finally felt a little panic at this time.

"It's strange. Even if she is killed, there are immortal books to be resurrected. Why do you panic?" Wang Hui asked in confusion.

"The black shadow is the subordinate of the Demon Lord, who calls himself the Demon Wing. They have a means to imprison the immortal's Nascent Soul. As long as the immortal's Nascent Soul does not die, the immortal book will not work." Someone next to him responded.

"I'm going, why didn't you say it earlier!" Wang Hui hurriedly jumped up, crossed the space directly, and instantly changed positions with Wang Qian.

The blood arrow and the black shadow all hit Wang Hui, but it was like a mosquito bite, and it did not cause any great effect.

After all, Wang Hui not only has a powerful body of a top-grade immortal weapon, but also a defensive immortal weapon like the Shenzhou of Creation. He is probably unmatched in his ability to save his life.

"Who are you?" the black shadow was startled and shouted.

"Bastard, you are really tired of living attacking the divine weapon in public." Wang Hui reached out and grabbed it, and the black shadow was crushed directly by him like a clay man. I am afraid no one noticed that the black shadow's spiritual sense and immortal power had been quietly absorbed by Wang Hui.

Although Black Shadow's cultivation is the same as Wang Hui, he is a top-notch Golden Immortal, but he has been seriously injured before. He killed Wang Qian and tried his best to kill him, so his immortal power is even more overwhelming. Because of this, it is simply vulnerable to Wang Hui, who has the same cultivation level.

"Thank you for saving your life, but I don't know what to call it?" Wang Qian was shocked, but soon calmed down. She came over and clasped her fists at Wang Hui.

Wang Hui patted Wang Qian's shoulder, and handed it to Huanxian for inspection, then said: "This place is not a place to speak, so why not change the place."

"I have a secret residence in Beiyuan City. If my brother doesn't dislike it, can you go together?" Wang Qian looked at the bloody streets around and lowered her voice.

"Well, then go quickly. I think these people won't give up if they can kill you. It's better to make a long-term plan earlier." Wang Hui nodded and said.

Wang Qian ordered the uninjured guards of the divine soldiers to help the ones in their hands and walk out of Beiyuan City together.

When I arrived outside the city gate, I took out a strange key and turned it into a portal, asking Wang Hui and others to go in together.

When Wang Hui came out of the portal again, he saw that he had entered a yard. He could feel that this place was not far from Beiyuan City.

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