After hearing Lin Yanran's explanation, Wu Mingsheng didn't doubt much about it.
On the one hand, Lin Yanran has known her for many years. In addition, Lin Yanran is a kind-hearted girl.
So it's normal to worry about your friends and comfort them.
"Let's go and have a look. In any case, we must stop your friend. Don't let him do anything rash."
"Once your friend signs the life and death certificate and steps on the arena of life and death, even if I do it myself, it may not be able to stop the development of the situation."
Wu Mingsheng said so and went out with Lin Yanran.
At the same time, Wu Mingsheng did not ask more about this matter.
See Wu Mingsheng did not pursue this matter, Lin Yanran is also the high hanging in the throat of a heart to put down.
On the arena of life and death, only when there was a great martial arts competition in the clan, could a challenge arena be opened.
At this time, it was built inside this huge private mansion.
You know, Muye city is a vast area with few people. Such a huge and luxurious private mansion is probably the most luxurious and best place in Muye city.
Therefore, even if there are many high-level officials, they dare not interfere and obstruct in any way.
At this time, Zhang Xiaofan, Wang Heng and others walked into the mansion, and the arena of life and death appeared in front of them.
Not far from the arena of life and death is a big Sophora tree. An old man was leaning leisurely on his yellow pear wood chair, and the crowd came to stir up a uproar.
"Now we are going to fight for life and death in this arena. Please be a middleman and witness."
Wang Henghe came forward and bowed slightly to the old man on the reclining chair. He said humbly.
For the old man in front of him, Wang Henghe would not dare to provoke him even if he had any ambition.
After all, only the inner elder and the head of wanlei gate are qualified to have a one-to-one equal dialogue with the old man in front of him.
The old man, known as "Zhou Lao", just slowly opened his old eyes. His face looked very calm and leisurely, giving people a feeling of aging.
However, there were so many practitioners in the room, but none of them dared to show any impatience or displeasure in their hearts.
After all, all the people present knew one thing, the old man surnamed Zhou, the horror of his combat effectiveness.
"Wang Henghe of wanleimen?"
At this time, the old Zhou raised his eyelids, looked at Wang Heng and asked in a flat tone.
"That's right. Mr. Zhou didn't expect you to know Mr. Wang."
At this time, after seeing Zhou's name, Wang Henghe replied respectfully.
"Of course, I know that you wang Henghe only do those things that the cock crows and the dog steals."
"It happens that you have a little bit of talent in the cultivation of truth, but you don't put all your energy and mind on the cultivation of truth. Instead, you like to bully people everywhere by relying on the reputation of wanleimen!"