Chapter 182 Yang Qi Fluctuation

Shen Yu sighed, and he was slightly relieved when he saw that Wen Yu's condition on the data board was still within the stable range.

"Forget it, let's deal with things here first." Shen Yu closed the red book. He pulled out the medicine box he had hidden under his bed and found a mask to put it back on.

Gouqie Tousheng was calculating the numbers in the air and found that Wen Yu's Yang Qi value had reached eight digits. She had already become the undisputed number one on Gouqie Tousheng's Yang Qi Value Ranking.

It was complacent and recorded data while continuing to detect Wen Yu's current condition.

Wen Yu was still within the controllable range, and he just followed Shen Yu forward. In just one or two minutes, Wen Yu's Yang Qi value increased by another zero and reached nine digits.

At the same time, a warning red light flashed on the data panel of the surviving company.

Living a life of seclusion: "...Huh?"

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【They are all lying to me. 】

【They are abandoning me.】

[He is mine... bring him back, I want to bring him back! ]

There was a pool of blood on the steps, dark red and smelling fishy, ​​spreading in the air. Dozens of black-clothed shadows holding long swords stood on both sides of the hall, staring at the bottom of the steps, tightly covering the scene behind them with their bodies.

Wen Yu stood at the bottom of the stairs. After a night, he was still wearing the black clothes he had worn when he escaped from the palace. The blood of unknown origin had all mixed into the fabric of his black clothes, seeping through, soaking, and slowly dripping.

His black hair was scattered on both sides of his cheeks. The skin on his face had been torn off long ago, finally exposing the ugly, raised and twisted scratch wound on the right half of his face.

"Brother, why are you hiding?" Wen Yu threw down the long sword in his hand. His lips were pale and bloodless, and his tone was rising as if he was happy when he spoke. "Aren't you going to kill me? Come, I'm standing here, come over here."

Wen Yu walked up the stairs step by step. He stared straight ahead and said gloomily, "Kill me, or I'll kill you."

The shadow above had already pointed the blade at Wen Yu. Mo Qianyu stood behind layers of guards. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the blade that was inserted into his shoulder blade. His eyes were hesitant, and revealed a bit of murderous intent.

"Wen Juyu——"

Mo Qianyu shouted angrily. He was extremely angry and his eyes flashed past Wen Yu.

The disciples of Chengyuan Mountain who had just been rescued were all behind Wen Yu, and Ying Shiqi betrayed them and pointed his sword at Senior Sister Lingyun's throat in front of this group of people. The people of Chengyuan Mountain all looked pale, and they were forced to a corner, looking ahead in doubt.

"Brother, that's not the case... We came out with Shuyu..."

"Is he really Su Yu? Junior brother, don't be impulsive, this is all a misunderstanding..."

Wen Yu did not change his direction. He looked straight up and forward. Hearing this, he laughed: "Misunderstanding? No... not a misunderstanding."

He had a rough journey and brought the people from Chengyuan Mountain to this place. Mo Qianyu wanted to kill him the first time he saw him. If Shen Yu had not revealed the news to Wen Yu before, Mo Qianyu's sword would have cut off half of his body.

Outside Kunning Palace was also a dangerous place. Shen Yu had given up on himself, but this was the result.

How far are these people going to push him?!

Wen Yu was filled with hatred. He looked at Mo Qianyu and said, "Brother, you can think whatever you want about whether I am the Demon Queen or not. But I still have to tell you that the blade is highly poisonous and you only have one hour. Now... more than half an hour has passed."

Mo Qianyu sneered: "It would be effortless for me to kill you during this time."

"It doesn't matter." Wen Yu smiled slightly. He didn't move, but his voice was directed at Ying Shiqi. "If I die, everyone in Chengyuan Mountain will die with me. Of course, you have to die too."

Wen Yu pinched his fingertips and said, "We are all brothers and sisters. We couldn't live together, but now it's not bad that we can die together. Don't you think so?"

"You!" Mo Qianyu's tone suddenly changed. He looked at the disciples of Chengyuan Mountain below, his expression becoming even uglier. "Wen Ruoyu, I gave you a chance to explain! But look at you now. How are you different from the rumors?"

"You don't need to say this nonsense to me." Wen Yu had already lost his patience. He stepped on the stone that blocked the way on the steps and said coldly, "Black Eagle Talisman, will you hand it over? Their lives are now in your hands. Shadow Seventeen——"

Ying Shiqi was about to cut Ling Yun's throat when he heard the order. Mo Qianyu's pupils trembled, and he immediately said, "Stop!"

Ying Shiqi's hands kept moving. Mo Qianyu cursed him secretly and threw the black eagle talisman out. Wen Yu took a look and reached out to catch the falling black eagle talisman.

"Wen Yu, let them go." Mo Qianyu gritted his teeth, "Let them go!"

Wen Yu placed the black eagle talisman in his palm and fiddled with it. The black eagle on it was clearly carved, and he could not see any signs of forgery.

"What's the hurry?" Wen Yu put away the Black Eagle Talisman and said, "I have something else for you to do later."

Mo Qianyu's face was extremely ugly: "What did you say? Do you want to regret it?"

"I will let them go, but the poison in you...I won't cure it so easily." Wen Yu spoke slowly.

All the shadows in the shadow studio recognized the Black Eagle Talisman as their master. Wen Yu gave a command and they all retreated to the side.

Wen Yu once despised Xuan Lin's method of threatening him with hostages, and now he used the same method, and it was very effective... It was really ridiculous.

Wen Yu walked in front of Mo Qianyu. Perhaps because too much time had passed, the poison in Mo Qianyu's wound had spread and begun to penetrate into his limbs.

The piercing pain stimulated his nerves. Mo Qianyu's arms couldn't stop shaking, but his expression remained unchanged: "What do you want to do?"

Wen Yu looked at his expression. He seemed to be thinking for a long time before he spoke: "Enter the world and destroy Yue."

"...Are you crazy?" Mo Qianyu's eyes were filled with shock. Wen Yu had spent most of his time assisting Xuan Lin, but now he was going to completely overturn everything he had done.

Wen Yu did not answer. He walked straight to the top and stood in front of the leader's throne.

How many more corpses will this long-rotten dynasty have to devour before it is satisfied? Or... will it never be satisfied?

Xuan Lin's tyranny has become more and more terrible, and Yue has suffered a series of defeats in recent years. Killing, torture, imprisonment... When will all this end?

"The shadow of the photo studio is all over Yue and Sheng. Brother, I know you know a lot about Sheng. I would like to ask you to... send a message to the King of Sheng for me."

Wen Yu felt a dull pain in his brain. He frowned and felt the pain and death coming from nowhere.

No matter what, Shen Yu cannot appear among the last pile of corpses in Yue State.