Chapter 802                                                             

The identity of the owner of the mysterious chariot aroused the curiosity of everyone present!

Especially when he tells him what he is, he is even more shocking.

The voice was a young man, and this seemed to be inconsistent with his age?

At this moment, many people looked at Huahuang, showing a puzzled look. This person was within the invitation range of the Huajian Holy Sect, Huahuang would definitely have some understanding of his identity.

"Brother, please help me with your help to solve Wang Teng! My Huajian Holy Sect will thank you very much in the future." Huahuang said to the chariot.

His expression was a little respectful.

In fact, she didn't know that the exact identity of the person in the chariot was just that the senior leaders of the sect attached great importance to him.

"I'm just here to join in the fun and will not help anyone." However, such a voice came from the chariot, which did not give Huahuang any face at all, which made Huahuang look a little embarrassed. Originally, in her opinion, if the most unpredictable thing in this yard was the owner of the chariot.

In the entire yard, perhaps the only one who could save himself from Wang Teng, might be the other party, but he never thought that this person had no feelings for him and had no intention of helping her.

"However, I have a way to detect who you are talking about is true." The voice inside the chariot smiled.

"What method?" Wang Teng narrowed his eyes.

"I wonder if you have heard of a secret technique called "soul searching." "The man in the chariot said.

As soon as the three words "soul searching art?" were released, many people in the yard were frightened and changed their color.

This is the secret of searching for a person's soul using the soul.

However, this secret technique is too domineering and can completely "expose" a person.

It greatly infringes on the privacy of practitioners.

Finally, at a certain period in ancient times, the world united and summarized this secret technique as a taboo and could not be used!

Over time, this secret technique has long been lost on the mainland and has become a legend. Unexpectedly, the owner of this mysterious chariot would suddenly talk about this.

"Do you know how to search souls?" Tuoba narrowed his eyes and a brilliant golden light shot out of his pupils. He said.

Even now, the secret technique of soul searching is disliked and even hated by many practitioners on the mainland.

So if someone knows this secret method, it is very likely to attract hostility from many practitioners.

"Don't get me wrong, I certainly don't know this. Coincidentally, I just happened to have a soul search stone." A stone flew out of the chariot, which looked ancient and rusty, floating in the sky, exuding a faint ancient charm.

"This stone has a very difficult origin and can have an impact on a person's soul. Its function is definitely the same as the legendary soul searching technique!" said the voice in the chariot.

Many people looked at it curiously, looking puzzled. Is this mere stubborn stone really as powerful as this mysterious person said?

"As long as someone touches this stone and asks me, there will be a mysterious force inside the stone, which will arouse the secrets deep in his soul. There will be no falsehood when he tells it truthfully." The man said.

Wang Teng's heart moved, which means that if he forced Emperor Hua to go, then the truth about Wu Qingcheng being framed can be revealed.

In this way, his task of rescuing Wu Qingcheng can be perfectly concluded.

Isn’t this God helping him?

"You go up and try it." Wang Teng said coldly to Huahuang.

Hua Huang's heart was already beating. If the truth of the matter was really known to everyone, then she would definitely be doomed.

At this moment, she felt like she was being put on a butcher's knife, so naturally she could not really accept it.

"I won't go!" Hua Huang gritted his teeth and looked firm. She had already made up her mind. Even if she was killed by Wang Teng today, it would be impossible for her to tell the truth.

As long as the secret is not revealed, Wang Teng and Wu Qingcheng are still doomed. On the contrary, she will be in danger of death.

"Are you guilty?" Wang Teng sneered.

"Hmph, Wang Teng, you keep saying that I was framed by Wu Qingcheng, so you might as well go up and try it. Everyone has their own privacy. Whoever wants to be exposed? I won't go because of this." Hua Huang sneered and resounded again.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but nodded silently.

Not to mention Huahuang, even they wouldn't go.

After all, few people are "clean" when they reach this point of cultivation.

When Wang Teng heard this, he couldn't help but sneer. The iron sword pressed against Huahuang's neck and said coldly: "You seem to have no capital to negotiate with me now. Go quickly, otherwise you will die!"

Huahuang closed his eyes and said, "Then you kill me!"

He just decided that Wang Teng would not kill her.

Otherwise, the matter of Wang Teng and Wu's slutty life would be like to be thoroughly implemented.

Wang Teng's eyes flashed with fierce light, and the cold murderous intent surged in his eyes, like a furious lion, about to fall on the verge of an outbreak.

This woman is really difficult to deal with, and she is sure of her value and is fearless.

If he had been with his temperament, he would have slapped this woman with one palm and destroyed her body and spirit.

Now he really can't kill the other party just like this.

"Wang Teng, Hua Huang is the saint of the Holy Sect of Huajian. He has a noble status. You are obviously forced to do something unreasonable. Don't pretend to be here." Tuoba sneered and said.

"Wang Teng, you've made enough trouble, stop!"

At this moment, suddenly, a very grand shout came from the distant sky.

I saw a middle-aged man flying over, wearing a white robe, slender figure, and his eyes opened and closed, shining with the brilliance of the sun, moon and stars.

"Sir, Master!" After seeing him, the people from Fengyue Tower immediately bent down and saluted with respect.

The middle-aged man in white robe was actually the leader of the Huajian Holy Sect. Wang Teng was shocked when he heard this. He looked at him and saw that the middle-aged man had a warm face, fair skin, and a purple jade on his waist, shining, and an unspeakable nobility surrounded him.

In fact, the middle-aged man was named "Hua Wuming". When he was young, he was a famous handsome man in the world.

Now that he is middle-aged, his charm is still as good as before. There is a vicissitudes of time on his face, and it exudes the charm of a mature man!

In a blink of an eye, he landed above the yard, his clothes were flying, and his black hair was swaying in the wind, flowing out of the dust, making him look outstanding.

"Wang Teng, let go of the saint, I can let you leave Fengyue Tower safely!" He stood there in a beautiful tree, his clothes were flying, and his whole body had an indescribable supreme style. His words contained a great aura that made people dare not refute.
Chapter completed!