Chapter 1497 Surrender!

Chapter 1497 Surrender!

Wutu was decadent and silent, while Wuli struggled hard: "What are you going to do?!"

Fang Yang sneered: "What are you doing? Don't do anything, just take back things that shouldn't belong to you! Let you completely disconnect from the Holy Land and Vajra Tantra!"

While speaking, Fang Yang slapped his palm, and Wuli's already injured Dantian was immediately completely slapped away, and all his energy was dispersed!

"Ah! You devil!" The severe pain in his body and the fear of losing power made Uli scream.

But Fang Suo would not sympathize with him at all: "This is the fate of betrayers!"

After speaking, Fang Yang turned his head and looked at Wutu: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Wutu shook his head silently, and after respectfully bowing to Fang Yang three times and kowtowing nine times, he knelt in front of Fang Yang:

"I have nothing to say. If you do evil by God, you can still forgive it. If you do evil by yourself, you will not live. This is my karma. I can't blame others. Please do it!"

After Fang Yang calmly accepted his gift, he said proudly: "Now you know that I am Zhugu? It's too late!

But I think you have a good attitude. If you can return to the Holy Land within a year, you may still have a chance! "

Utu lowered his head and said: "Disciple accepts the order, and asceticism is the foundation of the candidate. We two brothers have indeed lost our true heart by the prosperity of the world."

"It's good to know!" Fang Yang struck out with another palm. This palm was neither strong nor fast.

With Wu Tu's strength, if he wanted to avoid it, he could completely avoid it, but he just stood there, dissipating all his strength, and endured this palm!

"Humph~" Wutu groaned, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he changed from a peerless master to an ordinary old man.

Fang Yang stood up and said calmly: "Let's go, remember my words, walk step by step with your feet! Even the gods can't save you if you use any external tools!"

"Yes." Wutu saluted again and stepped forward to support Wuli: "Wuli, let's go home!"

Wuli Zhuangruo was crazy: "Brother! My skills are gone! All of them are gone! What to do! It's all that devil! Help me kill him! Kill him quickly!"

"Pah~" Wu Tu gave him a big mouth with his backhand and yelled angrily: "Wuli! Haven't you woke up yet?! Being greedy for the world of mortals will destroy your foundation. Returning to the Holy Land is true!"

Wuli covered his swollen left face and looked at Wutu with resentment: "Brother, you hit me?! This is the first time you hit me since you were a child!"

Utu said with a look of pain: "Uli, I hit you to wake you up and stop making mistakes! Let's go home! Back to our real home!"

Wu Li yelled crazily: "No! I won't go back! Even if I die, I won't go back!"

Wutu sighed, stepped forward and hugged him: "No matter how much you hate me, I will never abandon you...ah!"

Suddenly, a dagger appeared in Wutu's heart! It was Wuli who took advantage of Wutu to pick him up, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and stabbed him out fiercely!

Utu was hit hard and instinctively threw Uli away. Wuli was already seriously injured, and suddenly lost all his skills, and his body coordination was greatly reduced.

When he landed, he wanted to subconsciously support the ground with one hand, but he didn't have any strength at all. Instead, his entire right arm and forearm were broken, and his whole body fell down.

The dagger that pierced Wutu's chest just now stabbed into his own heart!

"How... could this happen..." Wuli looked unwilling and fell down softly, with no life left at all.

Fang Yang quickly came to Wutu, stopped his bleeding, and asked with concern: "Wutu, how are you?"

Wutu looked at the place where Wuli fell, with a sad look on his face: "Zhugu, please forgive me for being disrespectful before. If there is an afterlife, I will serve you again and leave no regrets!"

Fang Yang sighed: "I can feel your sincerity. Although you have been hit hard by this, your life should not be cut off.

There is a saying that a prodigal son never returns with gold. Since you have the heart to repent, I will naturally give you a chance! "

After saying that, Fang Yang mobilized the power of Feng Shui with his right hand and slowly penetrated Wutu's body, repairing the wounds in his body.

Due to excessive blood loss, grief and anger, Utu had already experienced a certain degree of hallucination. He vaguely felt that Fang Yang, who was healing him in front of him, had once again transformed into the omnipotent Zhugu Great Sage!

Soon, Fang Yang repaired the wound on his heart and exhaled: "Now that you are no longer worried about your life, I will help you heal the wound so that there will be no scars in the future."

Utu struggled to turn over and prostrate himself: "Thank you Zhugu! But I'd better keep this scar as a reminder of what a tragic mistake I made!"

Fang Yang didn't force himself: "Okay, it's up to you. Go back and have a good rest for a few days, and then you can fully recover. What are your plans?"

Wutu's eyes fell on Wuli's body: "I will keep Wuli's body alive for seven or forty-nine days, and then cremate him. Bring his ashes and relics back to the Holy Land, and ask Zhugu to fulfill his wish!"

Wutu knew very well that without Fang Yang's consent, even if he brought Wuli's ashes and relics back, he would not be able to gain recognition.

Fang Yang was very free and easy: "Yes, although Wuli made some mistakes, he spent most of his life dedicated to the Holy Land, so he should still be a member of the Holy Land!"

"Thank you Zhugu! Disciple resigns!" Utu burst into tears of gratitude and bowed to the ground again. Then he turned around, struggled to pick up Uli's body, and walked out slowly.

After dealing with Wutu and Wuli, Fang Yang stood outside the room. Before he could push the door open, the door opened automatically.

Toya stood at the door without changing her expression and bent down to greet her: "Mr. Fang, I'm just about to pick you up. The master is waiting for you inside. Please come in."

Fang Yang didn't appreciate it: "Pick me up? I'm afraid you want to see if I'm dead? I really admire your courage. You dare to appear in front of me. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Toya's expression did not change at all: "So what if I'm afraid? I am a weak woman with no power to restrain a chicken. Mr. Fang can kill me at any time if he wants to."

Fang Yang looked at the open door and suddenly said: "I suddenly became curious about your master. What kind of master is it that can train a subordinate like you?"

Toya turned sideways and said, "The answer is inside, please!"

"I want to see what other tricks you can pull off!" He said grandly, but Fang Yang did not dare to relax at all. Every step he took, he carefully observed the surrounding environment.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he heard Jiya's charming and lazy voice: "Mr. Fang is so honored to come here. I am really lucky. Please sit down, Toya, and serve tea!"

Fang Yang obviously didn't expect that Toya's owner was actually a beauty younger than her! But it also proves the saying: the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is!

Fang Yang sat down on the sofa opposite Jiya: "Are you Toya's master? The person in charge of Son of the Wolf God? It's really surprising. I don't know what to call you?"

Jiya chuckled and said: "Haha, Mr. Fang, you can call me Jiya. From your tone, it seems that you doubt my identity? Is it because I am a young woman?"