Gui Ling's eyes were gloomy. He put away Emperor Shitian's body and looked at Zhuo Wen with a very unkind look. The murderous intent in his eyes was intense but ruthless, directed at Zhuo Wen.
"Senior Brother Guiling, I think you have misunderstood something! This Emperor Shitian has already said from the beginning that he will kill me directly. I have also explained to him that according to his principles, I can also kill him. He
There was no objection.”
"Since I've said it from the beginning, this competition is equivalent to a life-and-death fight. Isn't it normal for casualties to occur?"
Zhuo Wen stabilized his figure and looked at Gui Ling coldly.
At this moment, Xu Chen Shen, Xing Jing and Jiang Qisheng all looked at Zhuo Wen and Gui Ling with great interest.
They all knew that Emperor Shitian was Gui Ling's internal decision to be the number one person in this martial arts competition, and they had also agreed to let them guide Emperor Shitian.
Not long after this, Emperor Shitian was killed by the new man, and Gui Ling was severely slapped on the face.
And Ye Qitun, who had been lazily leaning on the desk, also became interested in Zhuo Wen.
Especially when Zhuo Wen used the weather blade, the aura revealed in the light blade made even him feel an inexplicable suppression.
Although this feeling is very small, he knows that this is because Zhuo Wen's cultivation level is not high. If his cultivation level is the same as him, when he uses the light blade, he will probably be so powerful that even he dare not underestimate it.
Degree.
"Didn't I tell you to stop just now? You turned a deaf ear to my words and still killed Junior Brother Shi Tian. Didn't you take me seriously?" Gui Ling said coldly.
"Senior Brother Guiling, you called too late. At that time, my offensive was like an arrow on the string and had to be launched. If you had called me earlier, maybe I could have stopped." Zhuo Wen shook his head.
Gui Ling's eyes were full of anger. He was sure that Zhuo Wen must be lying. This man must have deliberately wanted to kill Emperor Shitian before, but he didn't listen to him at all.
But he has nothing to do now. Emperor Shitian is dead after all, and this Zhuo Wen is also a disciple of the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect. As the number one evildoer of the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect, it is really hard for him to be embarrassed and bully the younger ones.
"Since you didn't mean it, I won't argue with you. However, Junior Brother Shitian's death cannot be in vain. Since you killed him, you should be punished to a certain extent."
Gui Ling said, took out a dim scroll from his sleeve robe, handed it to Zhuo Wen and continued: "This is a master-slave contract. Junior Brother Shi Tian has a very good relationship with me. I need to give him an explanation. You will give this contract
Sign it."
Zhuo Wen took the scroll, scanned it with his consciousness, and his eyes turned cold.
The conditions on this scroll are extremely harsh. As long as he signs this scroll, he will become the slave of Gui Ling for the rest of his life. Life and death depend on Gui Ling's thoughts. Nothing can disobey Gui Ling.
Zhuo Wen looked at Gui Ling quietly and said, "Senior Brother Gui Ling, this contract is too harsh, I'm afraid I can't accept it!"
Gui Ling chuckled and said: "Junior Brother Xiaowen, you must sign this contract, because if you don't sign, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to leave the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect alive."
"You may not know Junior Brother Shitian's status in the sect. He is the only disciple of the Fourth Elder Ba Jingwei, and the sect leader has also expressed his willingness to provide financial support after Junior Brother Shitian advances to the third step of enlightenment.
Some advice from Junior Brother Shitian."
"Maybe the sect master will turn a blind eye, but according to my research on Elder Ba's character, he will never let you go. Even if you are Elder Yin's disciple, you can't stop Elder Ba."
"Senior Brother Guiling means that you are the only one who can protect me now?" Zhuo Wen asked with a smile.
Gui Ling nodded and said: "Yes, currently in the Shijue Yin Corpse Sect, the only one who can protect you is me. You only have this choice. I think junior brother, you are a smart person and know how to choose."
Zhuo Wen returned the scroll to Gui Ling, with a smile on his lips, and said: "Senior Brother Gui Ling, I appreciate your kindness. Regarding Elder Ba's side, I will handle it myself, so I don't need to trouble you, senior brother."
Gui Ling put away the scroll handed back by Zhuo Wen, with a gloomy expression on his face, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out, crushing towards Zhuo Wen.
"Junior brother Xiaowen, are you sure you have thought clearly?"
Gui Ling's tone began to become unkind, even a bit coercive, and his momentum was deliberately released in order to scare Zhuo Wen.
"Of course I have thought it through!" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
"Okay, okay!"
Gui Ling said three good words in a row, and the momentum he released reached an unprecedented level of terror, forcing Zhuo Wen.
If it were an ordinary destiny master, he would have kneeled on the ground under such a momentum, unable to bear the serious injury.
But although Zhuo Wen felt a little pressure, he didn't feel it was particularly serious. After all, he was wearing the Pangu Holy Body, so the aura of the Ghost Ling would not affect him.
Gui Ling also noticed that Zhuo Wen was not intimidated by his momentum. Feeling slightly annoyed, he reached out his right hand and clasped Zhuo Wen's shoulder, trying to make him kneel in front of him completely.
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank, he didn't expect Gui Ling to be so shameless and take action like this.
However, the moment Gui Ling took action, his expression changed, his muscles tensed, and he immediately stepped back hundreds of steps, looking gloomily at a pavilion far to the side of Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen also noticed that where Gui Ling used to be, an ordinary cup appeared at some unknown time.
And the direction the cup flew from happened to be from the pavilion where Gui Ling was looking.
Zhuo Wen discovered that a lazy man was leaning against the pavilion, and this lazy man was no stranger to him. He was none other than the number one evildoer, Ye Qi Tun.
"Brother Ye, what do you mean by this? I'm going to teach my fellow disciples a lesson, why don't you mind your own business?" Gui Ling said in a deep voice.
Ye Qitun lazily picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank it in one gulp. He looked at Gui Ling with his narrow eyes and said leisurely: "Brother Gui Ling, I don't think what you, a junior brother, did violated the rules of martial arts. How about this?"
Come on, let’s have a drink together and laugh away our grudges.”
"Thank you, Senior Brother Ye!"
Zhuo Wen was very wise and knew that Ye Qi Tun was going to help him, so he quickly agreed.
Although he didn't know why Ye Qitun wanted to help him, after all, he had helped him and he had to express his opinion.
Gui Ling had no choice but to ask Ye Qitun to speak, so he had to give the latter this face.
After Gui Ling put away his momentum, he said coldly to Zhuo Wen: "Brother Ye, it's a great honor for you to give you wine. Why don't you go over and make a toast?"
"Senior Brother Gui Ling has a high status. I think it's better for Senior Brother Gui Ling to get out first. I'll just follow you slowly." Zhuo Wen said sarcastically.
Gui Ling had already taken action against him, which was considered a show of disapproval. Zhuo Wen really didn't need to give this guy a good look anymore.