Volume 2, Chapter 163: Traitor

Ye Tingmu also exclaimed.

"Come to me, why?"

Although in the human world, there are many people who have come to seek refuge, from the Northern Man to now.

But this is just the human world.

Ye Tingmu is known for his self-awareness.

He was indeed invincible in the human world, but above those three heavens, he was just a little Karami who could be easily crushed to death by the emperor.

To be honest, if he didn't want to learn some of the latest information about the Three Heavens from these immortals, he wouldn't bother talking to them.

Although it is true that Jinghong has recovered some of his memories,

But she only knew the situation ten thousand years ago, so she naturally didn't know the current situation.

That's why the God-killing Sword just now did not take the opponent's life.

Jian Wu Shu still had a smile on his face, and pointed at the purple long sword in front of him.

"Can you please put this thing away? Let's talk about it in detail."

Ye Tingmu frowned and hesitated for a second.

He thought that this person would not be able to cause any trouble.

Therefore, a glimpse of primordial energy flashed across his eyes.

The purple long blade suddenly dissipated.

Disappear without a trace.

It's as if it never appeared.

Only then did Jian Wushu feel relieved.

"Come, have some tea." Ye Tingmu's voice rang out.

Jian Wushu nodded and took a step forward.

His figure disappeared into the void, and when he reappeared, he had reached the top of the mountain.

Zhou Heisan and others who were watching through binoculars just now were stunned for a moment.

He shouted, "It's gone."

When they turned around, they saw Jian Wushu had appeared a few meters away from them.

This immediately scared everyone.

Each one of them looked as if they had seen a ghost.

There was astonishment and fear in his eyes.

At the same time, there was a sigh.

In one breath, he could escape into the air for a hundred miles.

It's beyond their comprehension.

Jian Wushu was polite and smiled at everyone, not forgetting to nod.

Only then did he walk towards Ye Tingmu.

Walk to the tea table.

He bowed to Ye Tingmu again.

"Then I will respectfully obey your command."

Ye Tingmu raised his eyebrows.

Then he pushed a cup of fresh tea in front of Jian Wushu and said, "You're welcome, please."

Jian Wushu threw away his golden armor and then sat down.

Raise your cup and take a drink.

"Ah... good tea. I'm really thirsty."

Ye Tingmu kept looking at him curiously, tapping his fingers lightly.

At this time, Jinghong also came from afar.

When he landed, he threw a fairy in each hand to the ground.

There were two muffled sounds.

Then he clapped his hands and walked straight to Ye Tingmu's side.

He took the teapot and poured the tea into his mouth.

The Adam's apple gurgles and rolls.

After drinking it, put it down suddenly.

With a "pop..." sound.

His big eyes stared at Jian Wushu, with a hint of ferocity in them.

The super fierce kind.

Jian Wushu saw this, but his face was still full of smiles.

Nodded at Jinghong.

Jinghong frowned and said in a cocky voice, "What are you laughing at? Is it funny?"

“Uh…” Facing Jinghong’s question, Jian Wushu’s expression froze.

I didn't say anything, is there anything wrong with laughing?

"Tell me, why did you seek refuge with my brother? Are you planning something bad?"

Jian Wu Shu adjusted his thoughts and put down the cup.

Then he stretched his hands into his arms.

Seeing this scene, the people around instantly became alert.

Everyone was afraid that this guy would pull out a deadly weapon from his arms.

It was as if everyone was killed.

Jinghong clenched his fists, ready to explode at any time.

It is certain that if there is anything wrong with Jian Wushu, she will definitely punch him out.

After a moment, Jian Wushu took out a small black flag from his bosom and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, Demon Emperor. Before I speak, let me set up a formation to prevent some shameless people from eavesdropping."

When he spoke, his eyes were looking up at the sky.

Ye Tingmu was instinctively stunned for a moment.

I have a bad feeling. Could it be that the people in heaven can see me?

Without waiting for everyone to react, a golden light shot out from Jian Wushu's hand and then disappeared into the black flag.

The next second, the small black flag shot straight into the sky.

Then a circle of ripples arose, completely covering the entire Taxian Pavilion.

Above the three heavens, there is the Lingxiao Palace.

Looking at the sudden dark fog in front of me.

Ling Wantian could no longer control his emotions.

That shameless eavesdropping fell into his ears even more clearly.

Ling Wantian, who was usually calm, had a ferocious look in his eyes.

His body was shaking and his fists were cracking.

Then he roared. "Ah! Damn it! This brat rebelled against me. I will kill all his clans."

A huge noise filled the room.

The Immortal Emperors remained silent.

It was the first time they saw the Immortal Lord so angry.

But it is not difficult to understand, after all, it costs so much financial resources to send people there.

He actually betrayed himself.

There is no point in reasoning here.

Who can accept this?

I guess Ling Wanxiang wanted to die at this moment. After all, he just lifted a stone and hit his own foot.

Not only did he not kill Ye Tingmu, but on the contrary, he gave him benefits.

In fact, Ling Wanxiang was very, very angry at this time.

He wished he could skin Jian Wushu alive.

If there had been a little hope just now.

Now this guy is covering the sky for Ye Tingmu.

It's obvious that this was premeditated.

One hundred percent betrayal.

How could he accept this?

I, the great Immortal Lord, was actually deceived.

When he thought about how he had previously planned to adopt this person as his godson, he felt heartbroken.

The more I admired him before, the more I hate him now.

This is not just a matter of shooting oneself in the foot.

From now on, they will no longer be able to monitor Ye Tingmu.

"Someone come..."

"Immortal Lord!"

"Go, arrest all of Jian Wushu's family members. I want to let this kid know the consequences of betraying me."

Looking at the furious Immortal Lord, the Immortal Emperors were hesitant to speak.

One of them whispered, "Master, that kid just said he has no family."

His voice was very small, but it didn't mean he was unconfident.

But he knew how much of a blow such truth would be to Ling Wanxiang.

But no matter how small you are, it still fell into Ling Wanxiang's ears.

He just felt a buzzing sound in his head.

A feeling of powerlessness spread throughout the body, with energy but nowhere to release it.

"No wonder, no wonder."

He shook his head, looking a little depressed.

There were still bloodshot eyes.

He ignored everyone, turned around and walked out of the hall.

He kept muttering to himself.

"Traitor...you are a traitor. I will kill you sooner or later."

He used to get to the position by betrayal.

So he seldom trusts others.

But he never expected that Jian Wushu would actually betray him.

He couldn't figure it out, he really couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, he deeply realized how hateful it was to be betrayed.

He looked up at the sky.

A long howl.

"Traitor."

Then the qi and blood attack the heart.

He fell to the ground and fainted.

"Immortal Lord!"

"Master, are you okay? Master!!"

He knew in his heart that this was more than just betrayal.

This will mean that I will have to face a war in the future.

A war whose outcome is unknown.

He no longer had any means to go down to the mortal world and kill Ye Tingmu.

Even if we sent a third-grade immortal down, it would not work because Jian Wushu had already rebelled.

Of course, if he knew that Ye Tingmu could kill a third-grade immortal, perhaps he would feel better.

But after all, the two of them didn't fight.

That's why he was so depressed that he fainted from anger.

The Immortal Emperor fainted from anger. He was probably the first one to do so, and he set a precedent.