"Oh, I thought I could listen to something new. It seems that you are a tough guy, I like hard guy the most..."

Wu Liang grinned and kicked Liu Wusheng's sword away and held it in his hand.

"The bones are hard, so let's show you your bones."

Wu Liang laughed and cut off the muscles on Liu Wusheng's arm with a sword. The white bones were visible to the naked eye, and blood gushed out.

Liu Wusheng roared in pain, looked at Wu Liang in horror and shouted: "Give me aside, I will keep it a secret for you, and I will be a dog for you! Don't kill me, spare my life!"

"It seems that the bones are not very hard. When you scream so loudly, the warrior's vitality is really strong."

Wu Liang was still smiling, but his smile was like a devil at this moment.

Liu Wusheng's pupils dilated and he screamed: "No, don't!"

"ah!"

Another piece of meat flew out, and Liu Wusheng's screams suddenly became much weaker.

The sound of blood flowing came into his ears clearly. At this moment, Liu Wusheng finally felt what fear was.

"Don't worry, you won't die so quickly. Aren't you going to torture me to death? Aren't you going to kill my whole family? Aren't you going to slaughter Wujia Village?"

The smile on Wu Liang's face gradually faded and he said softly: "Do you know? It's been many years, and someone threatened me like this. But at that time, I wasn't angry at all. Do you know why?"

"From the day I entered the Taoist world, I had no family anymore. My father died, my sister was lost, and the Wu Mansion was burned by me."

"So that guy died happily. I don't like to torture people because it feels like a waste of time. I calculated that I cut him into more than a hundred pieces first, and then slowly burn his soul until his soul was gone.

It's not more than half an hour, do you think I'm very kind?"

Wu Liang had a sickly smile on his face, and his pupils gradually turned red.

Those eyes were red and creepy, making Liu Wusheng's heart break. These were the devil's eyes, and he was finally scared!

"No, you devil! Yushuimen won't let you go, you won't die well! Kill me, kill me!"

Liu Wusheng roared loudly, his whole body began to tremble. Although he couldn't understand Wu Liang's words, he felt the coldness in Wu Liang's words that could freeze the soul.

"Die? I usually keep my word. It won't make you die so easily. Let's enjoy it now."

Wu Liang smiled faintly, and the minced meat, bones, and blood were thrown away little by little.

At this moment, he is Shura, the Shura made of blood.

"No!"

"devil!"

"Woooo, kill...I..."

"Let me... die..."

The shrill howling gradually weakened, and the elegant master Liu Wusheng lying on the ground was no longer the elegant master.

Except for his head, the only thing left is a pair of bones mixed with flesh and blood.

His lips were still moving, but no one could hear what he was saying.

However, the turbid and unsightly eyes seemed to tell Wu Liang to kill him quickly and stop torture him.

Wu Liang remained indifferent and failed to save his family in his previous life. His family was destroyed and his family was wandering around the world for nearly a hundred years. He didn't want to try that kind of suffering and despair again.

He has been back in this life, maybe God is compensating him, with his mother who loves him, his little wife who never leaves him, his brother who shares joys and sorrows, and his uncle who silently contributes...

That kind of love is too deep and too heavy, how could he let them bear it on their behalf?

I thought it would be fine to let my family be an ordinary mountain villager, but at this moment Wu Liang realized that he was thinking too simple and beautiful.

How could there be a complete egg when the nest is destroyed? If I die now, even if the sect will let their families go, those warriors who have offended will not let them go.

Not to mention the Yuan family, Shenwu Chu, Zhenlongtang, Kyoto Jin family, Longxi Sun family, Kyoto Liu family, and even the Huang family!

Although they are all obedient now, once they really die, the Huang family may not be the first to destroy the Wu family.

There is nothing in this world that I dare not do for the sake of my interests.

What is treason for betrayal? What is vengeance for grudge? Maybe when they think they are so strong, they might leave something good in the Wu family. It is also a crime to bear a treasure.

Wu Liang smiled self-deprecatingly. He was not a young man who had just debuted. He had thought so simply before. Could it be that his head was really blown away by the storm of the two realms?

"Thank you. If you hadn't reminded me, you might not have made a big mistake in the future."

The sword falls and the fate breaks.

At that last moment, Liu Wusheng was only grateful, and there was no reluctance in his dead eyes, only satisfaction.

Wu Liang laughed, two storage rings on the ground fell into his hands, and two light blue flames floated out.

"Yushuimen, I wonder who will be here next time?"

With a gentle mutter, Wu Liang felt the aura coming from afar, laughed loudly and walked away like a wind.

...

In the slightest cup of tea, an old man with white hair fell from the sky.

Looking at the blood on the ground that had not dried up, the old man frowned and said to himself: "A half-step three flowers, is there another old thing that is desperate to come out?"

He looked up at the direction where Wu Liang left. There was Longxi. The old man relaxed his eyebrows, his lips slightly raised, and he said lightly: "The old people in Shenzong have something to do. I wonder if Kui Yuanmu dares to come out.

”

The news of Kui Yuanmu's disappearance has long been spreading in the sectarian world, and Lingnan, which is adjacent to Longxi, will naturally not be unaware of it.

The sect is called one, but in fact the intrigue is more harsh than the martial arts world.

The two adjacent sects would not have any disputes. Seeing that the Shenzong was in trouble, the old man wanted to laugh three times, so he would not meddle in other people's business.

...

Wu Liang, who was away, was also laughing. This time he killed three warriors at the level of the Grandmaster, one and a half step three flower realm, and he was enough to drink a pot of Yushuimen.

Next time, I'm afraid the Sanhua Warrior will come, but I just don't know whether the name of Shenzong is useful or not.

However, even if the Divine Sect blocks it, it will probably not last long. Once the benefits exceed face, the sect will not care about the life or death of an outsider.

Not to mention letting the Shenzong know that Kui Yuanmu died at his hands. If he knew, the first one would be the powerful Shenzong.

Compared with the Grandmaster and the Half Step Three Flowers, the Sanhua strongman is the pillar of the sect, and one Sanhua is better than a hundred Grandmasters.

When I returned to Wujia Village, a ray of sunshine appeared in the sky.

Wu Liang didn't care whether the villagers had gotten up or not, and stood at the entrance of the village and shouted loudly: "Everyone has gotten up! All the young and old come to the ancestral hall for a meeting!"

"What's wrong? What's the name of Liangzi in the morning?"

"At a meeting, this kid really treats himself as the patriarch, hahaha..."

The villagers who got up early joked kindly, and although they said so, they kept walking towards the ancestral hall one by one.

Wu Liang had a calm smile on his face, and no one could connect him with the devil in Liu Wusheng's mouth just now.

The moment he stepped into the ancestral hall, looking at the crowded lobby, Wu Liang suddenly felt a sense of responsibility in his heart.

The feeling that has not been around for a long time. When his father died early, the Wu family in Luoyang disappeared overnight. He struggled to survive in the Taoist world like a lone wolf. There was no family, no friendship, no love, and only killing and fighting

.

Wu Liang didn’t understand what the responsibility was, but now he feels it.

Thinking that he would have such a day, Wu Liang couldn't help but smile embarrassedly, it was interesting. It seemed that he would be the Taoist priest again.

"Ryoko, why are you in a daze? It's early in the morning, let's talk about anything."

"Brother Liang, I haven't finished sleeping yet. Let's have a meeting soon. After the meal is finished, go back to continue sleeping."

...

Mr. Wu, who just felt that he was responsible, instantly extinguished his thoughts and glanced at the lazy villagers in the room. Wu Liang shook his head and waved his hand and said, "Okay, those under ten years old go back to sleep, forty years old

The uncles and grandpas above should go back to have tea and chat."

A few old men were so angry that they were glaring at each other. The more rude Master Qi immediately said dissatisfied: "You guys have a hard wing, right? Can't we old people just know how to drink tea and chat? How can we be so old as you?

Now?"

"That's it, that's it!"

"And we, Brother Liang looked down on us. Who said we can only sleep? Except for Fatty, we get up early every day to exercise!"

Wu Liang was speechless. Who was clamoring to go back just now, but there was no reason to talk to these old men and children.

Waving his hand, the old men who almost beat him up, dispersed. Wu Liang thought about it. The ground that was empty just now was suddenly filled with secret books, weapons, pills, and spirit stones.

The people in the room were stunned. Several old men almost jumped up and rubbed their eyes hard to make sure that they were not wrong.

The calmest third master couldn't calm down at this moment, rubbing his eyes and stuttering: "Boy, have you really become a god?"

"What's the good thing about gods? This is a martial arts secret, as well as elixirs and spirit stones for you. I offended many people outside. If I was slaughtered one day, I can't take care of you. I'm not sure if I can't take care of you.

Someone has made up your mind, and leaving this thing behind can also add some self-protection to you."

Wu Liang said calmly, but the Wu family in the room became quiet in an instant.
To be continued...