Chapter 912 Purpose

He came late.

Tushanjun is neither a god nor an immortal.

Since separation from his disciples, he has fulfilled many people's wishes and received many rewards along the way.

There's no way he just happened to show up here.

When he arrived, Martingale Wu, who had been running for three years, finally reached the top of the mountain.

Yang Wu thought he was running towards the mountain with all his strength, but he didn't know that it had been more than three years.

Why couldn't this big red-horned ghost arrive just in time?

He couldn't be saved before he died.

Why can't I get help from the big ghost before my loved ones are taken away?

Yang Wu doesn't know.

Fate is so cruel.

He can't blame Tushanjun.

The person he wanted to blame has been killed by him, the mastermind is dead, and his relatives are also dead. Yangwu half-knelt on the ground in pain, lamenting the injustice of the world, blaming himself for coming too late.

But he was only a young boy back then, so how could he turn things around?

"Maybe she's still alive."

A cool and ethereal voice sounded in my ears.

Yang Wu raised his head fiercely.

"After spending so much effort, the organization will not let her die easily."

"They are used to doing business."

Yang Wu didn't understand the familiarity and calmness in the tone of the tall monk in front of him, as if he fully understood the organization's methods of doing things and knew whether the organization would kill people.

Yangwu chose to believe in him. He had no one else to trust but him.

One big and one little one left.

Happiness comes when it comes and mourning goes when it goes.

The king of the house died at night, and all the guests left unhappy.

Perhaps they were thinking about how to replace Yeyouzi as the new Lord of the Palace, or they were shocked by the dragon boy and thought about whether they had ever done such a thing in their lives. No one would help them before, but now a strange person appears.

Their cultivation level may not be very high, but for ordinary people, they are already much higher.

Monks with such a status are not willing to equate their lives with others. They do not want their lives to be exchanged for a lowly life.

Compared to those, they were even more fortunate that the monk was not a murderous person, otherwise no one would be able to walk out of that hall.

At least for the time being, they have to keep their tail between their legs.

But it won't last long, because there will always be monks who don't want such people to appear.

He will die soon or disappear forever.

Even if his cultivation level is unparalleled in the world.

…

"There are not enough spiritual stones."

The unshaven Lai Han put his head on his chest and scanned the storage bag in front of him.

Then he looked at the young man and said, "I, Jin Wuliang, am a good businessman, but your price is too low. Your price is low, but I have to bear huge risks. This is not cost-effective."

The young man looked gloomy and took out another talisman.

"not enough."

Another storage bag.

"not enough!"

Jin Wuliang continued to speak without looking.

Yang Wu was completely angered. When he was angry, traces of murderous aura transpired as if to turn into substance, and his body could not suppress the growth of scales.

He said sternly: "I respect you as a senior and give you three points of thin noodles. This is already far more than the ordinary price."

"Yes, Madman Jin, I am also a regular customer. I took eight if not ten pieces of information from you, and even introduced you to many businesses. Are you not slapping me in the face?"

The big man standing aside also frowned and couldn't help but open his mouth to make friends.

"Don't talk about it."

"If you take 100 million spiritual stones, I, Jin Wuliang, will price it accordingly."

"If you don't want to, just get out!"

"What the hell?!"

The big man was furious.

He introduced business to Jin Wuliang with good intentions and did not even make a profit on the middle price, just for the sake of friendship.

I didn't expect this person to be so arrogant and so heartless.

If you don’t provide information, you won’t provide information.

They are raising prices again and talking nonsense again.

With an idea coming to him, the big man is about to take action.

"It's okay if you want to know the news, but I have a condition."

Jin Wuliang said confidently.

Yang Wu said in a deep voice: "What conditions?"

Jin Wuliang said: "I want the master behind you to kill someone for me."

Yang Wu's expression changed, he packed up the things in front of him and left without any hesitation.

Since there is no need to talk further, there is no need to say more.

"It's not difficult for the person behind you."

"It's just a piece of cake!"

Yang Wu has turned his head.

Unexpectedly, an ethereal voice fell: "I agree."

Yangwu's face changed dramatically.

He would not allow such a mad dog to threaten that gentleman.

He was not the only one who knew the news.

He doesn't sell it, but others do.

Why do you have to agree to this guy's rude conditions?

So Yang Wu opened his mouth to dissuade the adults from agreeing to this guy's unreasonable request.

Jin Wuliang was overjoyed: "The person I want to kill, I guarantee he will definitely die..."

"Do you understand my rules?"

"yes."

"Then there's no need to talk about it, I'll just come and see it myself."

A blue-white ghost hand poked out from the void.

In the grabbing room, a Nascent Soul was taken out.

"I'm sure."

"The person you want to kill is Nanshan Mansion Lord, because he took your Taoist companion and made him his concubine. He also interrupted your path to immortality. It will be difficult for you to live in this life."

"I always do business fairly."

The owner of the blue-white ghost hand said calmly.

Unlike Jin Wuliang, he will not increase the price at will.

One life accomplishes one thing.

Jin Wuliang had obviously known this person's behavior for a long time, and a painful twist appeared on his face.

He said sternly: "As long as I can kill him, I will risk my own life. My body has been crippled by him. If I can't make any progress in this life, I will definitely kill him!"

The blue-white ghost hand retracted into the void: "I heard your wish."

The big man standing aside stood there blankly, his clothes already wet with cold sweat.
To be continued...