The Judge, this guy turned out to be the Judge! Until Chuan Yunshuo left far away, Ling Chuxi, Lan Xinyu and others were still in extreme shock.
At this time, Wu Xie still had no trace of the cowardice he had before. He was tall and handsome, with a calm expression. The sea breeze blew through his long hair. Although he was majestic, he also had a sense of peerless transcendence.
In the distance, several figures came with swords. From a distance, you could feel the heavy pressure released from their bodies. Ling Chuxi and others finally came to their senses and looked at the group of people curiously.
"Sir, you are finally back." As they approached, an old man with a white beard and a bright head bowed respectfully to Wu Xie.
"Uncle He, why are you here?" Wu Xie helped the old man up with a light smile on his face.
"The master of the house knew that the young master was coming back, so he specially asked us to come to greet the young master." The old man replied.
"I'm not a child anymore, can I still not know the way home?" Wu Xie said with a smile.
"In the eyes of the master of the house, isn't the young master just a child?" The old man also smiled, and then said, "After waiting for these days, the master of the house is afraid and anxious. If there is nothing else, we will go back first.
Bar."
"That's fine." Wu Xie nodded.
From the beginning to the end, the old man never looked at Ling Chuxi and others, but Ling Chuxi clearly felt an invisible pressure that made people almost breathless.
There is no doubt that this old man is also a god-level master, otherwise he would never be able to bring her such huge power. What puzzles Lingchu the most is that there seems to be an inexplicable hostility in this pressure.
Even she herself couldn't explain it clearly.
"I'll take my leave first." Wu Xie said to Ling Chuxi and the others. He took a step diagonally, intentionally or unintentionally, in front of the old man, then took the lead with his flying sword and flew towards the Zhongtian Territory.
Ling Chuxi felt the pressure lighten and her breathing became much easier.
It was only then that she suddenly discovered that after this group of people appeared, Ling Bo's face changed drastically, and An Xiuwen's face turned pale as well.
Ling Chuxi had a flash of inspiration in her heart and thought of something.
"Who are you?" Ling Chuxi asked.
"Shangguan Wuxie, innocent and innocent." Wu Xie turned around and said innocent and innocent, with an evil smile on his face.
"Young Master, Young Master, wait for me, wait for me." It was only now that An Xiuwen woke up from a dream and jumped forward, rolling and crawling.
He was really frightened. He never thought in his dreams that this so-called Wu Xie was actually Shangguan Wuxie, the eldest son of the Shangguan family. He remembered that when he was in Qingyun Shuo, he made things difficult for him and almost gave him death.
A palm. Fortunately, Ling Chuxi blocked that palm, otherwise with Shangguan Dixie's strength, he would have died more than a hundred times.
Looking at the cold corpses of Cao Anyan and Xia Houying, An Xiuwen was even more frightened. They were both colleagues in the Family Judgment Council, and he could act so unscrupulously. At best, he was a retainer of the Shangguan family, and at worst, he was a retainer of the Shangguan family.
A lackey, killing him is not much different from killing a chicken or a dog.
"Oh?" Shangguan Wuxie stopped, and the others also stopped.
"When I was in Qingyunsuo, I really didn't know that you were the eldest son, and you were very offensive. I hope you don't take it to heart." An Xiuwen suppressed his fear and waggled his tail like a pug.
"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. It seems that you still want to take action against me, right?" Shangguan Wuxie had a calm smile on his face.