After going to the hospital again, Wu Ming visited Xue Gui, but there was still no sign of recovery. He was in good shape, but he didn't wake up for some reason. Wu Ming had asked the owner of the grocery store to take a look at the groceries.
The store agreed very rudely and said it would take two days to prepare. When Wu Ming heard this, he wanted to kick him in the ass. The boss's attitude was to threaten him. But now is not the time to get entangled, Wu Ming still has very important things to do.
To do. For example, take the Samsara Bead. When you touch the Samsara Bead and the essence and blood of your body are absorbed, you will feel a sense of blood connection.
That is something that belongs to you and no one can take it away.
Ding Ziyi's sword stung not his body, but his soul. Wu Ming felt a dull pain now. Wu Qing'er seemed to ask casually, and he also answered casually and in an understatement, but both of them knew that this was just an act.
It's hard to pretend in front of people who know you well. So the two parted without saying goodbye.
Wu Qing'er's old nest must be tidied up, and the Ding family and the Long family will know the pain. Even without Wu Jialing's support, with Wu Qing'er's current strength, he can block a space by shaking at will. This is a sign of Gang Jin's later stage. In addition, there is a hidden force in his body.
Wu Qing'er didn't understand this unusual power, she just blindly believed in Wu Ming. Wu Ming had no reason to doubt what Wu Ming got back with his life, and even if he immediately shielded him, he wouldn't have any complaints.
Wu Ming is different, he needs to settle down.
After walking out of the hospital, Wu Ming put on a gray cap, the same style as Zhao Xiaohua's, except that Zhao Xiaohua's was green. There was an unspeakable story about Zhao Xiaohua's cuckolding, but Wu Ming didn't ask, and Zhao Xiaohua didn't tell either.
When the two were just drinking, Zhao Xiaohua occasionally showed sadness, which made Wu Ming realize that there was a sad story behind the hat. Because Zhao Xiaohua said that the original owner of the hat was his best brother, but
He died. As for whose hands he died, he kept silent.
After leaving the hospital, lowering his hat, Wu Ming went to Nalan's house. There has been some unrest in Shanghai recently, and many children from big families have disappeared. So Wu Ming wanted to visit Wu Gang's cousin, Wu Cuihua, who has a very Wujialing style.
grandmother.
Nalan's house was very peaceful. When Wu Ming drove to the door, no one came to greet him, which seemed extremely strange. Wu Ming got out of the car and observed that the surroundings were extremely quiet, with no one even walking around. It was completely different from the first time he arrived.
There were two situations. With a bad premonition in his heart, Wu Ming quickened his pace and walked into the hall.
The painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival and the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion in the main hall have lost a corner, one is tilted eastward and the other is tilted to the right, and there are still palm prints on the painting Along the River During the Qingming Festival, which is shocking.
The palm prints were filled with strong evil spirits, coming towards his face. Apart from that, there was no mess. Wu Ming closed his eyes and felt the evil spirits coming from the palm prints with the picture of Along the River During the Qingming Festival in front of him. When he opened his eyes, a bright light flashed in his eyes.
, walked towards the back room.
A painting, a high imitation painting, smelled of a familiar smell. Wu Ming walked forward with firm steps. The surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a needle drop. The sound of footsteps sounded in the corridor, and every time Wu Ming stepped out
Every step shook the space of a hundred meters in radius. He was sending out a signal, but unfortunately no one responded, only silent calm.
Wu Ming walked to a courtyard and saw a beautiful stream of water flowing in front of him. The pavilions and pavilions had a unique flavor and were full of the colors of Suzhou gardens. Looking at the curved branches, Wu Ming's eyes were fixed on a touch of blood on the branches. He took a closer look.
, having noticed the blood for some time, turned around, and saw a mark left on the vermilion pillar, which was smooth and smooth, so it must have been left by a good knife.
Continuing to move forward, Wu Ming stopped in the corridor, looked up and saw a cold light flashing through, which was particularly dazzling in the summer afternoon. He shook his head, without even looking, and slapped a palm in the air.
Poof!
A black shadow fell, and he died completely without even struggling. This man had a strong murderous intention, and there was an unknown amount of blood on his hands. Wu Ming did not leave anyone alive. What's more, this man had a good way of hiding and assassinating.
He is obviously a member of an organization, and even if he is caught, no questions will be asked.
Wu Ming continued to move forward and continued to kill without any hesitation. It was as if passion was released in his heart, and the violence hidden in his heart was released proudly, giving Wu Ming an invisibly mysterious aura.
One palm was enough to kill someone. Wu Ming's eyes gradually turned red, his brows furrowed slightly, and then returned to normal, but his movements were dissatisfied.
Ten palms, ten people. Wu Ming responded to the other party's greeting in a domineering manner, and at the same time, the ominous premonition in his heart became stronger.
Wu Ming walked out of the corridor and saw no one from the Nalan family. Nalan Qingshu, Nalan Qian, and Wu Cuihua were nowhere to be seen. Wu Ming squatted in front of him, took out a cigarette, and started smoking.
.The smoke was flying into the corridor, blowing past ten corpses, all of them were masters, but I met Wu Ming.
"Why bother?" Wu Ming took a deep breath, lowered his hat, and said to the rockery, "Come out, you can't hide in front of me."
There was no response. Wu Ming smiled bitterly, shook his head, and threw away the cigarette butt. The cigarette butt drew a wonderful arc, fell to the rockery, made a pop, fell into the water, and then went out. The cigarette butt hit a certain part of the rockery and spread out.
.The place where it was hit made a sizzling sound, like a dry object burning.
"I'm really disobedient," Wu Ming said helplessly, "In this case, I have no choice but to fight..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ming turned his hand and squeezed it gently. The aura in the air condensed, a faint blue flash, and turned into a ball of light the size of a table tennis ball.
"Go." Wu Ming pushed, and the light ball arrived in front of the rockery in an instant.
Boom!
The rockery exploded, and a figure shot straight into the sky. The broken rockery rocks flew towards it, and were blocked by an invisible aura half a meter in front of Wu Ming. Wu Ming stared at the figure that landed on the ground, his eyes narrowed.
"Ninja." Wu Ming chuckled.
The person in front of him was dressed in thick rockery-colored clothing, with only two eyes exposed, and his eyes were shining with fierceness. The appearance was not far from that of the ninja in his impression. So Wu Ming revealed the other person's identity in one breath.
"Is it getting more and more interesting?" Wu Ming said with a smile, "When did even ninjas participate in it, and they are also masters in the Gangjin realm? You should be good at assassination, right? Are you from that organization?"
The ninja didn't answer.
Wu Ming relaxed his muscles and bones, and when he saw that the other party had no intention of answering, he said, "Don't you understand Chinese?"
The ninja was silent, but put his hands behind his back, ready to attack at any time.
Wu Ming didn't take it seriously and said: "Don't take action, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to control my strength well and kill you."
Wu Ming spoke in an understatement, indescribably relaxed. Once upon a time, in order to reach the realm of Gang Jin, he spent three days enlightening by the West Lake. Finally, suddenly, he reached the realm of Gang Jin that countless people dream of. Now he is still at the realm of Gang Jin, but
He can say extremely domineering words. In his eyes, the master in the early stage of Gangjin in front of him is just a slightly powerful ant. I don't know when, the thought of being so contemptuous of the common people will appear in his mind. In the past, even if he was much stronger than the opponent
, he will still be like a lion fighting a rabbit with all his strength, but the look he shows at this moment is one of extreme contempt.
Anger flashed in the eyes of the ninja, but he did not take action first. He is good at hiding, and since Wu Ming can detect it, it means that it is difficult to deal with. The most important thing is that he cannot detect Wu Ming's aura, which is the most terrifying thing. Wu Ming is here
In front of my eyes, it's like air, and the trajectory of my spiritual sense cannot be locked.
"I can see the timidity in your eyes, are you scared?" Wu Ming smiled, "Do you know why I didn't take action?"
"Your breathing is rapid, your eyelids are twitching, and the trajectory of your spiritual sense is unstable." Wu Ming talked in detail, lit a cigarette again, and said, "Are you their leader?"
Even if he didn't get an answer, Wu Ming still spoke to test him.
"Where have they gone?" Wu Ming asked again.
The ninja is unbearable.
Clang!
A crescent moon knife was held in his hand, and a dozen kunai were spread out in the other hand. The kunai was aimed at Wu Ming's more than a dozen weak spots. The speed was surprisingly fast. The kunai shone with cold light in the sun, glowing with ghostly light.
Cold breath. If someone else was talking to the avatar, it would be difficult for him to use more than a dozen hidden weapons, but Wu Ming was different. He pressed the air casually, fully demonstrating the results obtained in the land of reincarnation.
A blue energy formed a curtain of light, covering the front. A dozen kunai were wrapped in the energy, suppressed instantly, and fell to the ground. Wu Ming's eyes flashed, and he said calmly: "I don't like it very much."
Killing.”
When the crescent sword arrived in front of me, the sky was immediately covered with a layer of gray aura. The blade of the sword merged with the sky. A huge force of energy turned into a crescent moon and pressed hard on my head.
Hallucination, extremely real.
Wu Ming closed his eyes, with an inexplicable smile on his lips, and sighed: "But it doesn't mean I am merciful!"
After that, Wu Ming tore it apart with one hand, and the sky suddenly collapsed and shattered into countless star fragments, dots of fluorescent light flashing. At the moment when the sky was torn apart, the meniscus sword came with a powerful force, mixed with
A breath of determination, a momentum that will not give up until the goal is achieved.
Martial arts is about cultivating an attitude.
All the fear the ninja had before was just an act to confuse Wu Ming and make him take it lightly, in order to find an excellent opportunity. Now, the moment the crescent blade was torn apart in the sky, an opportunity was found.
, came with a bang.
The silver light imprinted on Wu Ming's face was inexplicably eerie. Wu Ming's eyes were extremely calm, and there was no wavering in his eyes as he looked at the ninja.
Strong self-confidence and an aura of contempt for the common people burst out. Wu Ming was like a demon, standing between heaven and earth.
The speed of the crescent sword in the ninja's hand did not slow down, and it struck down steadily.
A master of Gangjin has a firm will. Even if he is bound to die, when he makes a move, there is no reason to take it back.
Wu Ming took action, and a silver dragon roared out.
Poof!
The ninja's meniscus sword stayed in the air, and the poisonous dragon thorn penetrated the meniscus sword and stabbed into the opponent's chest.
Tick tock!
Blood flowed out and dripped down the crescent knife to the ground, looking weak and fragile.
The poisonous dragon stung lightly, and the armor on the ninja's chest shattered.
