"You have a pretty good nose, kid."

A tall and strong man appeared from behind the tree, and after a few steps he came closer.

Wei Tao glanced at him, then turned around and looked around, "Come out, there's no point in hiding."

The figures flashed, and more than a dozen warriors walked out of the forest one after another, vaguely surrounding Wei Tao.

"You have followed me for several miles, and now you are blocking my way. Are you getting impatient?" Wei Tao frowned slightly, his tone unkind.

"It's not that we are impatient, it's that you are impatient."

The strong man sneered, "You have offended someone you shouldn't have offended, and it's a miracle that you are still alive today."

"Oh? You have something to say, you might as well say it clearly."

He narrowed his eyes and suddenly laughed out loud, "I have always been cautious and kind to others. Recently, I have been staying at home and hiding in a small courtyard to practice cultivation. How could I possibly offend anyone?"

The strong man stepped forward, grinning through gritted teeth, "You don't even know who you've offended. You really can only be a fool."

Wei Tao fell silent, and gradually suppressed his smile.

He slowly raised his arm and aimed at several warriors ten steps away.

The strong man frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Although it was just a simple movement, he suddenly felt his body trembling, as if the temperature around him had dropped a bit.

My whole body felt like I was in an ice cellar, feeling cold from head to toe.

He even smelled the strong smell of blood emanating from this young man's body.

Doesn't it mean that the target is just a warrior with level three, or at most level four, of Qi and blood, and just because this person has some relationship with the mountain, they are used for reconnaissance and encirclement and killing?

Why is there such a terrifying feeling of oppression?

Thin cold sweat seeped out from the strong man's forehead, and the idea of ​​turning around and running away became more and more intense, occupying all his consciousness almost in an instant.

However, Mr. Wen personally gave the order to kill the man in front of him...

He had no room for disobedience.

The strong man took a deep breath. Before he could figure out how to break the situation, a sudden flash appeared in front of his eyes.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The bloody flowers scattered.

More than a dozen warriors fell limply to the ground, their bodies dislocated and twisted, and they all died.

Only the strong man was left, standing there blankly.

You didn't even see the action clearly, so all the men you brought were dead?

The weakest one among them was at a level above Level 2 of Qi and Blood. In the end, the entire army was annihilated without even a single reaction?

The strong man's expression was dull, as if he had been drained of all his energy and had completely lost the courage to resist.

He tried hard to retreat, but his legs refused to obey him and kept trembling slightly.

"Tell me, who did I offend?"

Wei Tao gently shook off the blood on his fingertips and sighed boredly.

"I, I can't say." The strong man's Adam's apple was surging and his head was covered in cold sweat.

"Why can't you tell me?"

Wei Tao slowly took a step forward, and the bloody lotus suddenly appeared and disappeared.

In an instant, he appeared in front of the strong man.

Put your hand on his shoulder.

Click!

A huge force surged in, and the strong man could no longer maintain his standing posture, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

"No need to be polite, just stand and answer the questions."

Wei Tao lowered his head and looked down at the face that was distorted by fear, with a faint light shining in his eyes.

The strong man raised his head and said with a sad smile, "I can't say it. If I say it, I will die."

"Oh? I just realized now that you are indeed stupid as hell."

Wei Tao was condescending and said in a calm tone, "You answer honestly, but you may die in the future.

But if you don’t say anything, I will let you die now, and it will be the most bloody and tragic way."

"So, don't you understand how to choose?"

He lowered his head slightly and whispered, "You just need to tell me, is that person Yuan Daozi, Qing Yezi?"

"I don't know. Even if I know, I can't tell you..."

The strong man had a ferocious expression and his hands were deeply pierced into the soil.

But his tone suddenly became calm, "Because, I still have family."

He lowered his eyes, and black blood gushes happily from his mouth and nose.

In an instant, he was out of breath.

Wei Tao took a step back and watched him fall softly to the ground.

For a moment, I was inexplicably lost in thought.

A gentle breeze stirred the treetops.

There was a soft sound.

The blood spread under the feet and quickly seeped into the ground.

Nourishing the green grass and wild flowers that are sprouting.

The sweet and fishy smell mixed with the fragrance of vegetation creates an inexplicable and alluring smell.

He stood there silently, surrounded by corpses on the ground and surrounded by patches of green.

The interweaving and matching of different colors seems to unfold a beautiful and still picture.

Suddenly, a faint sigh sounded.

This hard-won peace and quiet was broken.

Wei Tao slowly turned around and looked towards the woods not far away.

His eyes narrowed little by little, and a familiar face reflected in his pupils.

Wen Qi, wearing a big cloak and smiling, came closer step by step.

"When Deacon Qi told me, I didn't quite believe it. But it wasn't until I saw it with my own eyes today that I realized how powerful Deacon Wei really is."

He glanced at the corpses on the ground, pawed his hands and exclaimed, "It only took one face-to-face meeting to send them to hell."

"I would like to stretch my muscles and bones, but it's a pity that these people are as fragile as vases.

It's a bit boring to have it break into pieces at the slightest touch."

Wei Tao moved his neck and made a snapping sound.

He looked at Wen Qi, who was standing not far away with his hands behind his hands and a smile on his face, and his tone became a little strange.

"Seeing you off after a long journey requires a farewell in the end. In front of the Qinglin Courtyard, Chief Wen has already said goodbye to you next time.

Could it be that you feel that the etiquette is not enough, so you have to chase it a hundred miles away and send it again in this wilderness?"

Wen Qi nodded slightly and said in a calm voice, "The last time I said goodbye was at the mountain gate, there were many people with complicated eyes.

It is not easy to send Junior Brother Wei to hell. So we have to let you live for another half day, and then we will send you on your last journey."

"Originally we planned to start at the stream behind the fork. There are mountains, water and beautiful scenery there. It can also be regarded as the burial place we carefully selected for you."

Speaking of this, Wen Qi looked at the dead heretic warriors and sighed quietly.

"It's a pity that my spy discovered from a distance during advance reconnaissance that someone was waiting there first, so I had to take a step back and wait for your arrival."

"you?"

Wei Tao looked around and saw Deacon Qi from the outer sect and Deacon Ping, whom he had only met once, slowly walking out of the forest.

Standing on the left and right sides of Wen Qi respectively.

In addition, there were more than a dozen capable men in uniform black attire, blocking the way back to the city.

He looked at the three deacons standing side by side, and then at the murderous Yuan Yiyi soldiers, and the corners of his eyes and mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

There were still some weird thoughts running through my mind.

"Mufang is indeed very accurate in judging people, and his second uncle is indeed a bit unreliable. Did he promise not to directly kill him?"

"She is really nice to you. Maybe she smelled something. She even asked the inner courtyard pastor and deacon to go down the mountain to remind you."

Wen Qi looked at him quietly, as if looking at a cold corpse, "But it's meaningless. Even she can't think of it. If we don't move, it will be like a thunderous force. Naturally, even she can't protect you."
To be continued...