If such a monster could really become his wife, Lin Wuyuan wouldn't mind, and he might not even be happy.

Not to mention secularism, even among the thirty-six sects, it is not necessarily possible to find a younger generation who can compare with Wu Liang.

Even though Lin Wuyuan has never seen some young heroes in one palace and one palace, he has heard of some rumors, but no one can compare to this guy.

But that was his wife's wife's wife's lover. If she was a maid's lover, Lin Wuyuan would have to follow this bastard for nothing.

With her strength and talent that is now comparable to a genius, and her appearance is considered a natural beauty, some people are chasing her and begging her. Even if she is rebellious by Yunzong, she is still not worried about not being able to find an excellent man.

However, Wu Liang's tone made her know that it was impossible. Although she felt a little disappointed, Lin Wuyuan was not too sad. She had not yet reached the point of loving Wu Liang's love.

Speaking of which, the relationship between her and Wu Liang is quite complicated. Logically, she should hate this guy, but now she has less hatred, and her previous fear has gradually become thinner.

Lin Wuyuan no longer confused about this topic and asked, "What are you going to do next?"

Now that Long Yilong and San are dead, Longhua Pavilion will definitely not give up with Wu Liangshan. The master of Longhua Pavilion is a strong man in the realm of the ceiling. Although Lin Wuyuan saw Wu Liang's power, he didn't think Wu Liang would be strong in the ceiling.

The opponent of the person.

The three flowers are strong. One flower is stronger than the other. It is possible to fight the field flowers with human flowers. It has been rarely heard of using human flowers to fight the small flowers for hundreds of years.

Wu Liang was slightly silent for a moment. Although he was confident but not arrogant. With his current strength, he might be able to escape under the hands of the strong smallpox, but it is almost impossible to kill the strong smallpox.

Unless he has all his trump cards or even uses several abilities at the bottom of the box, he may still pay a certain price to kill the Lord of Longhua Pavilion.

But he couldn't do that. Now he has to face not only a leader of the Longhua Pavilion, but also a sect and those secret enemies.

Once he exposed all his capital, he might face his death the next moment, along with the destruction of Wujia Village.

After pondering for a while, Wu Liang glanced at Lin Wuyuan with a smile on his face and said a little interested: "What suggestions do you have?"

"The enemy's enemy is a friend." Lin Wuyuan gave Wu Liang an answer very charismaticly.

Before Wu Liang could ask, Lin Wuyuan slowly said: "You may not know that the existence of Longhua Pavilion is comparable to a sect. Over the years, has there been no enemies in Longhua Pavilion?"

"You mean..."

"Do you think the rise of Longhua Pavilion is smooth sailing? Whether it is a sect or a variety of forces, their rise cannot be separated from blood. Compared with sects, Longhua Pavilion is even more serious. According to Guangyun Sect, no less than a hundred schools of thought were destroyed in the history of Longhua Pavilion.

Strengths of big and small.”

Wu Liang nodded thoughtfully and said softly: "Are you saying that the enemy of Longhua Pavilion has a strong man who can compete with the Lord of Longhua Pavilion?"

At this moment, Wu Liang thought of the man who came to Beijing to sense, the old man hiding in the antique street, a strong man whose breath was better than the Tibetan Sword.

It’s not that there are no strong people in the secular world, but these strong people cannot see them at all, either living in seclusion in the mountains or free and easy world. They broke through the Three Flowers under various opportunities, but did not reveal themselves in front of others, but chose.

Obscurity.

The life span of Sanhua is as high as five hundred years, and it is difficult for these strong people to die easily. I am afraid no one can tell how many strong people there are in the secular world over the years.

However, Yun Sect is one of the seven sects, with many strong people, and it is possible to have some records of secular martial arts powerhouses.

"I don't know this, but I know that eighty years ago, the representative of the Longhua Pavilion was not dead yet, and there were several forces in the secular world that could compete with the Longhua Pavilion. However, the representative of the Longhua Pavilion was very talented and wise.

In just twenty years, those forces were swept away, and maybe some strong people could escape."

Lin Wuyuan's meaning was not clear, and she was a little unclear, but Wu Liang didn't care, and frowned and said, "So what?"

He didn't believe that Lin Wuyuan would say these nonsense for no reason. If he was not sure, this woman would probably not say it.

Since I said that, it means that Yun Sect or Lin Wuyuan himself has at least mastered the whereabouts of some secular powerful people.

And these strong men must have a grudge against Longhua Pavilion. Lin Wuyuan kept half of the words, probably because he wanted to sell him a good price.

Wu Liang was also thinking in his heart that what he was thinking about now was not to find these strong men, but to the old ghost of Zangtian Sword.

Wu Liang has never guessed how much strength this guy Zangtian Sword hides, and how strong he is. However, Wu Liang is sure that the old guy should be not weak, and even if he is not as good as smallpox, he may not be very different.

Otherwise, with the old ghost's forbearing surname, he would not have joined forces with him at the beginning, nor would he directly give Longhua Pavilion any face.

I joined forces with this old ghost to be sure to kill the Lord of Longhua Pavilion? All this depends not on myself, but on the Zangtian Sword.

If that guy is not much different from his own strength, Wu Liang thinks that the two of them join forces will be enough to solve the problem of the Lord of Longhua Pavilion.

As he thought about it, Wu Liang calmed down. Lin Wuyuan next to him kicked her tender white feet and couldn't help but cough and said, "Don't you want to know where the enemy of Longhua Pavilion is?"

"So what if you know? If you want to take action, we will show up without looking for them. If you don't want to take action, what can you do if you find it?"

"You are so boring!" Lin Wuyuan muttered, poked Wu Liang in the waist, and laughed: "I'll help you find a very powerful expert. How about you promise me something?"

"Don't do it!"

"Not powerful!" Lin Wuyuan was really angry and said, "I know you are powerful, but you definitely don't know how strong the smallpox power is. Just you and the Zangtian Sword, no matter how powerful you two are, you must be.

Instead of the opponent of the Lord of Longhua Pavilion, she will find it soon.”

"It's not the two of us, it's the three of us!" Wu Liang corrected with a smile, staring at Lin Wuyuan's face and chuckled gently.

"Shameless!"

Lin Wuyuan was shocked by Wu Liang's shamelessness, jumped off the boulder hatefully, and disappeared in front of Wu Liang in a few steps.

"I'm going to find someone, remember to divorce your wife, remember..."
Chapter completed!