Chapter 273

At the same time, Murong Wu suddenly realized why his grandfather and Qin Zimo were so afraid of him at Bei Wenjing's party that night, and why there was something inconvenient to remind him after he came down, never provoke Luo Yu again.

"Master Luoxian is not my real identity." Luo Yu stares at him like a dead dog.

"Who is that?" Murongwu was even more shocked.

"I am Yu Sheng." For the first time, Luo Yu showed himself in front of others.

"Yusheng, Yusheng..." Murong Wu murmured. He always felt that the name was a little familiar. The next moment, he was so scared that he cried out: "you are Yusheng, the mythical figure in the IESCO archives, who needs the permission of" true monarch and immortal "to access?"

Luo Yu smiles but does not speak.

Murong fell into the abyss.

"Yusheng, let me go. You are immortal and God. Don't compete with me. I'm wrong. I don't dare to fight any more. Please don't kill me and don't come here..."

Murong Wu was frightened and desperate. He was crying for mercy and reached for the fruit knife on the target.

In the face of terrible things, people always want to find some weapons to defend themselves.

But he is still too naive. If he is qualified to click on the Yusheng file in the IESCO archive, he will understand that a little fruit knife is just a God's axe for him. He is no different from mole ants.

Luo Yu reaches out his hand and Ziyang immortal sword appears in his hand. A Purple Rainbow sweeps out, and Murong Wu's body stops in the same place.

Luo Yu gives a cold glance, then turns around and leaves the room.

There was no change in the house, as if he had never been here.

In half an hour.

The elevator door opened, and master Qin, Taoist Guishi and Marquis Murong came out.

Murong Hou came forward and knocked on the door with a smile and said, "brother Wu, we are back."

There was no movement in the house.

Murong Hou embarrassed, and hard knock twice, "brother Wu, Dad came back, you open the door quickly."

When they went upstairs just now, they asked the waiter and knew that brother Wu had never left the room.

"This boy, what the hell are you doing in there? You're not happy with women."

Lord Qin laughed and scolded, and then came to knock twice: "smelly boy, open the door quickly, I'm back."

There was still no sound.

The father and son were about to shout again, but the ghost corpse Taoist rushed over behind them. He shook his head and said, "don't shout, there are no living people in it, but there is death in it."

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, the faces of Lord Qin and Marquis Murong changed.

"Knock the door open for me." Lord Qin ordered.

"Yes

Murong Hou rushed to the door.

But he is the top childe of Chenhai and the president of the student union of Chenda. He is excellent in all aspects of study and communication, but his physique is not good and he can't pretend to understand.

"You're a piece of junk. Send someone here."

Lord Qin is very angry. He has a bad feeling.

"No, let me do it."

The ghost corpse Taoist came forward, turned up his palm, and black air came out of his hand. He clapped his hand on the door lock, and the door was knocked open.

Then, the three rushed into the room and saw Murong Wu standing there, with his back to them, holding out his hand to grab the fruit knife on the target, but he didn't move.

"Brother Wu, what are you doing?"

Murong Hou called.

"Smelly boy, you turn around for me. I was worried just now." Lord Qin laughed and scolded.

Their father and son were relieved to see Murong Wu intact.

However, the ghost corpse Taoist squinted and said, "he's dead..."

"Dead?"

Father and son's eyelids jumped.

"Brother Wu, what are you playing? Don't you mean to surprise dad? You quickly... "

Immediately, Murong Hou trotted over and patted Murong Wu on the shoulder with a smile. He doesn't believe the ghost corpse Taoist's words. How can a person stand when he is dead.

But the next scene, let him never forget.

A big living man, patted gently, directly divided into two parts from the middle of his body and scattered on the ground.

"Brother Wu!"

Murongwu almost fainted from this scene.

"Wu ER!"

Lord Qin's eyes cracked and his roar shook the whole building.

"Dad, I didn't kill Wudi. I didn't use my strength just now. I..."

Murong Hou was flustered and ran over at a loss. He was not the real Murong Hou, nor was he Murong Wu's elder brother. He was even a little envious of this boy. Seeing Murong Wu's tragic death, he was not really sad, but he was afraid.

Because after being photographed by him, Murong Wu was divided into two parts.

"Get out of here!"

But Lord Qin was so angry that he slapped him against the wall. Then he looked at the corpse on the ground and roared:

"Who killed my wu'er, who?"

The ghost corpse Taoist priest came over, looked at it and sighed: "Murong Wu was split in two by a powerful and matchless sword Qi, but because that man's sword Qi was too overbearing, he passed through his body in an instant, which led to Murong Wu's death, but he still kept his position before death."

After a few more eyes, the ghost corpse Taoist's old eyes shrank: "it's not the sword Qi of the martial arts, but the sword gang of the immortal cultivator..."

"Master Luo Xian, it must be that boy. Find master Luo Xian and kill my wu'er!"

Lord Qin seems to have thought of something. He is furious and in agony.

"Master Luoxian, I have a grudge against you

He now regrets that he let Murong Wu come back for a holiday, and even more regrets that he didn't listen to the words of his father-in-law and Zimo, and connived at Murong Wu to touch the bad luck of Luoyu.

Chen Lin, a member of the Chen family in anling, is already a warning. The Luoxian master, who kills people without blinking an eye, how can he be so stupid?

Murong Hou covered his face and said cautiously: "Dad, brother Wu died in his grave. Before he died, he seemed to be extremely frightened. That Luoxian Master seemed really terrible..."

"You want to persuade me to stop," he said

"No, no, I mean... Dad, you have a close relationship with Taoism. Why don't you ask the Taoist elders to suppress this Luoxian master?"

Murong Hou quickly shook his head.

Are you kidding me? This old man is always ready to repay his success. He has great power. In business, he can destroy a listed company. Among the powerful people, he has the handle of countless big people, and he can easily get a lot of big people to endorse him.

Even in the Xuanmen world, the old things control the business of Taoism and can move half of the country.

Not to mention that he also has a proud son who has been chosen as the son of the immortal.

Old people are willing to give up?

Lord Qin gave Murong Hou a cold stare, then calmed down a little and looked at the old monster beside him.

Without waiting for him to speak, the ghost corpse Taoist said with a strange smile: "don't worry, master Qin. Now we are in the same boat. I'm duty bound to avenge you."

"And look at this situation, it must be this man who burned my two worthless little disciples, one to the bone and the other to the gall."

"My great apprentice, Wei Ye, was with young master Ling before, but now he has not heard from him. I think it's a lot of bad luck."

"If you dare to show your face, I will let King Kong's corpse tear him to pieces! Hey, hey... "