The shrill roar gradually dissipated in the wind.

Chen Yu curled his lips.

Don't let yourself go?

Nonsense, the reason I killed this guy was because he wouldn't let me go, right?

If A Luo was just an ordinary servant, he wouldn't bother to do it.

This time, Yan Liuming should kill himself, right?

No, just a servant.

Judging from the nature of these guys, God knows if they will be afraid of my identity and do nothing?

I still need to learn from my mistakes and give Yan Liuming a good provocation.

Chen Yu stood there in deep thought, considering what to do next.

Behind him, Song Wujian and others were dumbfounded.

Cut it off!

Just chopped it off so roughly!

Where is the promised plan?

Where is the long-term planning?

"Chief, you said this..."

One person spoke, his expression somewhat complicated.

He was the one who mentioned just now that Chen Yu's words seemed to indicate that he wanted to chop A Luo to death, but he was then reprimanded by Song Wujian.

But I didn't expect that it would actually be true.

The corners of Song Wujian's mouth twitched, his face turned slightly red, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, maybe, maybe Mr. Chen has some different considerations."

"Don't forget, he's Mr. Shen Ji. He must have some special purpose in mind for killing A Luo!"

"It's just that we can't guess what Mr. Chen's ideas are."

"Just keep watching, and you'll definitely understand what Mr. Chen is trying to do."

Everyone nodded.

At this point, this is all we can do.

Song Wujian sighed, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Mr. Chen, what exactly are you going to do?

Although A Luo is a servant, if you kill him, what will happen in the future?

Shaking his head, Song Wujian stopped thinking about it.

The group continued on their journey and soon arrived at the Immortal Demon Sect.

At this time, the news of A Luo's death also reached Yan Liuming's ears.