Chapter 904 Taking Advantage of the Situation
Wang Hao frowned. He felt the flavor of conspiracy from Liang Muchan's story, so he asked: "Miss Liang, who came up with the idea of letting outsiders join?"
"It's the Sword Raising Sect!"
"Does the Sword Raising Sect have any backers?" Wang Hao then asked.
"They are considered affiliates of Tianyan Sect, and Tianyan Sect has two Nascent Soul cultivators!"
Wang Hao continued to ask: "What was the attitude of the Yan family when they agreed? Was it because of pressure from the four of you, or did they have no hesitation at all?"
"This..." Liang Muchan seemed to have thought of something, with surprise in her eyes: "Could it be that Mr. Wang suspects that the Yan family did this on purpose?"
I'm afraid it's not only intentional, but the Sword-raising Sect would have worn the same pants with the Yan family long ago!
However, what Wang Hao is most worried about is not the entanglement between the five families. What he is worried about is that the secret of the True Spirit Blood may have been exposed. Someone with the same purpose wants to use the hands of the five families to enter the Five Dragons Secret Realm. Collect the blood of the true spirit!
Of course, no matter who is behind the scenes, Wang Hao's current strength is not afraid of them. If he dares to snatch things from him, he is like an old man who has eaten arsenic and is tired of living!
Naturally, these things will not be told to Liang Muchan. Wang Hao said with a worried look on his face: "Wang is just worried about the Yan family's foreign aid. If you can hire people, the Yan family can hire them too, but I'm afraid the people they hire are stronger! "
"Is that just that?" Liang Muchan didn't believe it, but as long as Wang Hao agreed, she didn't care about anything else. She immediately asked seriously: "Mr. Wang, my little sister didn't hide it, what is your decision? Do you dare to follow me? Sister, let’s go to the Five Dragons Secret Realm together. As long as we protect the children of my Liang family as much as possible, or bring out enough elixirs, there will be no problem with the Foundation Establishment Pill!”
"Foundation Pill," Wang Hao frowned and pondered, "Forget it, wealth is at stake. Wang can agree to Miss Liang, but I have to enter the Scripture Collection Pavilion first and read the Liang family's classics!"
"You...you are taking advantage of the situation, and you are too disrespectful. Please apologize to the lady!"
Before Liang Muchan could speak, Song Xinrui became anxious. The Liang family was in trouble now, but it was also the Jindan family. Wang Hao, a small Qi-refining monk, proposed to enter the Sutra Library Pavilion, which had always been regarded as the core place. It was a suicide attempt. If Liang Muchan was really offended, wouldn't it be easy to kill him as a casual cultivator?
Yeah, no, how can I think about this guy? What does it have to do with me whether he dies or not?
Song Xinrui immediately panicked. When she looked up, she found that both of them were looking at her in surprise.
"Miss, I... I'm scolding him for you, not what you think..."
"Pfft" Wang Hao couldn't help but laugh out loud, silly disciple, isn't this your explanation that there is no three hundred taels of silver in this place?
"why are you laughing?"
"It's nothing, I just remembered something happy!"
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Liang Muchan frowned, glanced at her maid, then at Wang Hao, and said with a bit of amusement: "Since Mr. Wang has seen something, why not..."
"There is no rush now. We will wait until Wang returns safely from the Five Dragons Secret Realm. If Miss Liang feels that Wang is not strong enough, Wang can prove it first in exchange for the qualification to enter the Liang Family Scripture Pavilion!"
"Proof? How do you want to prove it?" Liang Muchan was immediately confused, but she didn't say much.
After all, she is the maid who has been following him for many years. If she is betrothed now, wouldn't Wang Hao become a widow if she dies in the secret realm?
"Miss Liang, please come with me," Wang Hao drank the wine in his glass, stood up and walked out. The two minions outside were just good helpers for him to show off his strength!
Before the two women could react, they heard an order piercing the air, and then a hoarse voice came in: "Death!"
"Come on, let's go take a look!"
Liang Muchan rushed out of the door, only to see a cold light flashing, and a small blue sword stabbing Wang Hao who was standing at the door. A red-robed monk jumped out on each side of the street and looked at them with a sinister smile.
But Wang Hao didn't dodge, as if he was frightened!
"Young Master Wang, get out of the way!" Song Xinrui shouted anxiously!
Wang Hao turned around and chuckled: "You two girls, don't worry. If Wang Hao can't deal with these two bastards, how can he dare to go to the Five Dragons Secret Realm?"
If an ordinary monk in the Qi Refining Stage was attacked by surprise, he would probably be cold at this moment, but as a Nascent Soul monk, Wang Hao, even if he stood still, the two magic weapons would not be able to pierce his body-protecting aura!
However, he still had to disguise himself. He immediately flashed his steps, pinched the magic formula in his hand, and used the ordinary water wall technique to protect his surroundings!
The other party's magical weapon hit the water wall, which only caused a layer of ripples and could not be penetrated at all!
With Wang Hao's soft drink, both of their magic weapons were bounced back!
When the two girls saw Wang Hao passing through the "life and death crisis" so lightly, they were stunned on the spot.
And the two people who attacked Wang Hao opened their mouths in disbelief!
While they were stunned, their magic weapons also bounced back and hit them hard!
In other words, they had no time to react!
The scar-faced monk was directly penetrated by his own magic weapon, struggled twice, and fell to the ground.
The tall and thin man was "lucky" to avoid his magical weapon. Where did he dare to stop? With a strange cry, he turned around and ran away!
Wang Hao snorted coldly, and with a change in the magic formula in his hand, a vine flew out and wrapped around him. With a slight pull, the tall and thin man fell to the ground, and Wang Hao dragged him back like a dead pig!
As soon as he stopped, before the tall and thin man could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a chill on his neck, and a spiritual sword emitting cold light was placed on his neck!
"Miss Liang, look, is this a member of the Yan family?"
Wang Hao turned around coolly, only to see the two women looking at him blankly.
It seems... I've gone too far. I didn't mean to pretend, it's just that these two people are too weak...
"Miss Liang?"
Wang Hao shouted several times before Liang Muchan reacted, blinked her eyes, and stepped forward stiffly!
"Prince...what's wrong?"
Song Xinrui shuddered belatedly, thinking that if she married this person, she might not be able to defeat him in the future. If she was bullied...
Why do I think about these things again? I can’t think about them anymore!
Song Xinrui shook her head vigorously and kept up with her young lady!
Wang Hao had no choice but to repeat it again: "These two people have been spying secretly since Wang entered the restaurant. Miss Liang, do you recognize them?"
Liang Muchan looked at the tall and thin young man carefully, shook his head and said, "I have never seen him before. Judging from his clothes, I don't think he is from the Yan family!"
Wang Hao frowned and stretched out his hand to take a picture of the scar-faced man: "Where is this person?"
"I haven't seen it before," Liang Muchan still shook his head!
Wang Hao stepped on the scar-faced man's chest, "Don't pretend to be dead. I'll only ask you once, who asked you to come?"
"Ahhh!" The scar-faced monk suddenly screamed in pain and gritted his teeth: "I don't..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Hao stepped down with his foot. How strong was Wang Hao?
There was a "clicking" sound of bones breaking, and the scar-faced monk's chest suddenly flattened, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he lost his breath!