Chapter 853 I’m Being Targeted

As soon as these words came out, not only Xuanyuan Shenji was stunned for a moment, but other representatives were also stunned.

"No, didn't you ask me to come over and sign the cooperation agreement? Don't say you forgot." Xuanyuan Shenji said.

"Ahem, cough, cough." Hu Lie coughed hard twice, "Representative Mader is old and a little forgetful. Yesterday's plan for the rebel tribe was changed after our Northern Alliance discussed it."

"Since the Ni clan has no additional actions, there is no need to target him."

"When there are new plans, I will inform little friend Xuanyuan in advance. The previous cooperation agreement will not be signed for the time being."

Ma De also reacted at this time, "Ah, yes, we have other arrangements for this matter. Little friend Xuanyuan, please come back."

"Little friend Xuanyuan?" Xuanyuan Shenji noticed something was wrong. After one night, these old men seemed to be completely different people.

Could it be that his brain was kicked by a donkey?

Xuanyuan Shenji thought so because he was definitely not angry because the Northern Alliance unilaterally terminated the cooperation agreement.

It's because they do have a problem.

I really want to beat them up.

Cough cough cough.

The word "anger" was written in Xuanyuan Shenji's eyes. He stared at the old men and continued, "You all called me Xuanyuan family before. When did Xuanyuan Shenji become little friend Xuanyuan?"

"This..." Hu Lie thought for a moment and said, "Do people change? Calling them this way makes me feel more close to each other."

"Get close to you." Xuanyuan Shenji took out the Xuanyuan Sword from behind.

Hu Lie and others were frightened and asked directly, "Little friend Xuanyuan, what are you doing?"

Xuanyuan Shenji snorted coldly, "You old men, you felt something was wrong from the very beginning. Could it be Li Gui pretending to be you?"

But after saying this, the Xuanyuan Sword in Xuanyuan Shenji's hand did not react.

In other words, they are not transformed from monsters.

That’s strange. Is it possible that these people don’t have any problems?

Xuanyuan Shenji moved the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, made sure it was okay, and put the Xuanyuan Sword away again.

Suspicion is suspicion, but there is no evidence, so we can only give up.

Xuanyuan Shenji snorted coldly, turned and left.

On the Martial God hundreds of miles away, the Martial Lord was resting in the Fist and Power Field on Shenwu Mountain, holding the recruitment order issued by the Holy Alliance in his hand.

"The Forest Prison hasn't left yet, and another rebel clan has arrived. There is no time for stability in this world."

Wu Jue sighed with emotion.

In the martial arts field, there were five hundred disciples who came to learn martial arts and practiced martial arts together, their shouts shaking the sky.

Disciple Xue Mucha stood aside, and it was he who sent this letter.

Xue Mucha is a young man with yellow hair and a scar on his face.

He used to be a gangster, but later he met Wu Jue.

Wu Jue felt that his nature was not bad, so he took Xue Mucha back to the martial arts field to teach him his skills.

Now Xue Mucha is responsible for Wu Jue's daily life and food.

Xue Mucha was tired of the life of being chased, beaten and killed, and he had great respect for this mentor who taught and taught.

After Wu Jue read the letter, he handed it to Xue Mucha and told him to keep it.

"When was it sent here?"

"Just now," Xue Mucha said, "The people from the Holy Alliance just left."

Wu Jue nodded. His martial arts field is in the deep mountains and old forests without any communication equipment.

Therefore, if the Holy Alliance wanted to come to see him off, he would need to send someone over.

"After this incident, let the people from the Holy Alliance take over a network cable."

Wu Jue stood up, hammered his back and said.

"Master?" Xue Mucha couldn't believe his ears.

He knew Wu Jue very well.

On the one hand, this old man has excellent character and is strict with himself at all times. This is what Xue Mucha admires the most.

But at the same time, he is also a stubborn old man who is extremely resistant to new era gadgets.

No matter what mobile phones, computers, or sports cars, let alone having them, I won’t touch them.

To the point of being extremely disgusted.

But why do you want to connect the network cable this time?

Could it be that his head was hit?

"Don't think blindly, people always have to keep pace with the times, right?" Wu Jue said with a smile.

This time out of the mountain, Wu Jue saw the changes that had taken place in the world, especially the impact that the Kingdom of Life had on him.

The world is always changing and cannot remain the same.

He also has to keep up with the times.

Originally, Wu Jue's health was not very good, but due to the recovery of spiritual energy, his body functions recovered quite well, and were much stronger than when he was young.

Wu Jue feels that there is no problem in living for another forty or fifty years.

If you still have forty or fifty years to live, you won't be able to make do with it.

It takes some careful planning.

When the martial artist was preparing to pack up and go to the new magic city to gather, there was a burst of noise at the entrance of the martial arts field.

"Did a monster break in? No, it seems someone came in." Xue Mucha said looking into the distance.

From afar, I could see several disciples walking in, supporting a man covered in blood.

"Such a serious injury, could it be that I encountered a monster on the road? The monster on the mountain road has been a bit rampant recently." Xue Mucha continued.

Wu Jue frowned and looked at the young man who was being carried in. He looked familiar.

After the person was completely carried in and placed on the ground, Wu Jue recognized him. Isn't this the close disciple that his friend Yingzhong Dao Feng refused to let go.

It seems to be called Qianshui.

The injuries on this man's body were serious. In addition to more than a dozen wounds, a deep stab wound extended from his left shoulder to his right knee.

"Who did such a serious injury? Where was Feng Burang?"

Wu Jue remembered that after they separated last time, Feng Burang said that he would come over to visit Wu Jue if he had the opportunity, and have a casual meal or something.

But Wu Jue didn't take it seriously. Now it seems that it is very likely that Feng Burang has brought his disciples over and something happened.

"You guys go down first, and two of you will stay here to get me two basins of water. Xue Mucha will bring my medical kit."

After hearing Wu Jue's order, his disciples immediately did it.

Xue Mucha quickly brought the medical kit over, and Wu Jue helped Qian Shui stop the bleeding.

He also washed the wound with water, applied wound medicine, and bandaged the wound.

Qian Shui's expression was no longer so painful.

Breathing also gradually eased down.

"Mirror...mirror..."

In confusion, Qian Shui muttered.

Wu Jue heard the voice and walked over and asked, "Qian Shui, where is your master?"

But Qian Shui was still confused, still muttering to himself, "Mirror...mirror..."

Wu Jue had no choice but to give up.

But what does Qian Shui keep talking about the mirror mean?

"We have to wait until he wakes up." Wu Jue ordered, "Xue Mucha, just watch him. When he wakes up, go to my lounge and call me."

"Okay, Master."

The Martial Lord returned to the lounge, and today's events caused a lot of discussion among the people in the martial arts field.