Chapter 909: Past grudges?

Hearing this deep voice, Wang Ye couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Ever since I retired from society.

These storytellers simply treat themselves as treasures...

It's fine to just keep digging into all kinds of random stuff.

If you can't find out anything, you're just making it up.

This resulted in a constant stream of strange anecdotes about himself, and an endless stream of unfounded incidents.

In the mouths of this group of storytellers.

I have already fought many monsters for three hundred rounds.

Wang Ye is no longer surprised by this...

However, just as Wang Ye was getting used to it and was preparing to look for Aji and others.

But the storyteller's voice continued: "What we are talking about today is the death of the Saint Lord's wife, Shen Lingshuang!"

!!!

After hearing this, Wang Ye was slightly stunned.

He never expected that this storyteller would be such a person.

But the person is gone and time cannot be reversed.

This incident is not considered a strange story in the world, and many storytellers have told it.

Besides, the murderer has already been executed.

So Wang Ye was just stunned for a moment and didn't pay too much attention to it.

He kicked Xiao Muyun who was standing beside him and said, "Go, find Aji and the others inside..."

"Brother Tianci and I are waiting for you here!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiao Muyun was about to agree.

At this moment, a guest in the audience shouted: "Hey, old man..."

"We have all heard the story of this saintly king and his wife's unwavering love from other gentlemen..."

"It was a bit new at first, but it's not exciting at all after hearing it so many times!"

"Give us a change!"

"We want to hear about the Saint Lord and his sister-in-law!"

Something about the Saint and his sister-in-law! ?

Hearing these words, Wang Ye's heart moved.

He never expected that this group of storytellers could tell such an outrageous story! "Hehe!"

After hearing what the guest said, the storyteller on the stage chuckled and said, "Sir, you only know one side of the story!"

"You only know that Shen Lingshuang died of poisoning by Wan Jingchuan, the military advisor of the Biluo Sect..."

"But I didn't know that Wan Jingchuan didn't die after being pierced through the chest by the Saint Lord and fell off the cliff..."

"Instead, he took the life-extending elixir and survived..."

"Wan Jingchuan has now changed his appearance and is living a carefree life!"

!!!

As soon as these words came out, Wang Ye's eyes changed.

In the past, when the Biluo Sect was at war with the Holy Religion, military advisor Wan Jingchuan designed a plan to poison his own wife.

This is Wang Ye’s lifelong pain.

At that time, Wang Ye gathered all the masters of the Demon Sect and launched a surprise attack on the Biluo Sect. They killed everyone in the Biluo Sect, leaving no one alive.

Wang Ye even cut off the sect leader's head and hung it in front of the gate of the Biluo Sect to shock the world.

Military advisor Wan Jingchuan was chased by Wang Ye for hundreds of miles.

In the end, he was pierced through the chest and fell off a cliff and died!

Since then, the prestige of the Holy Church has soared, and no one dares to provoke it! Wang Ye also buried the body of his wife Shen Lingshuang on the cliff of Qixia Mountain, allowing her to watch the beautiful scenery of pine trees and waves that she loved most during her lifetime day and night.

After retiring, Wang Ye lived in seclusion in Jinling, which could be considered a form of companionship.

But now the storyteller says that Wan Jingchuan is not dead and is still living a very free and easy life.

For a moment, the anger that had not been stirred for a long time surged up in my heart.

"Boy..."

At this time, Wang Ye patted Xiao Muyun on the shoulder and said, "Stop Aji and the others and tell them about Brother Tianci..."

"I have something I need to figure out!"

At this point, there was a hint of awe in Wang Ye's eyes.

"Old Wang..."

Looking at Wang Ye's eyes, Xiao Muyun looked at the storyteller, as if realizing something: "Don't mess around..."

"If you act on impulse, it won't be easy to deal with it..."

"If we don't understand this matter, it will be difficult to deal with it!"

As he spoke, Wang Ye flicked his finger.

I saw an invisible force like thunder and lightning, breaking through the air and hitting a beam above! Crack!

With a crisp sound, the beam on the top broke.

Countless dust flew down, causing the audience in the audience to scream and run away in all directions.

Suddenly, the originally lively South Building was in chaos! Even the storyteller hurriedly covered his head and ran to the backstage.

"If you ask me..."

Seeing this, Wang Ye patted Xiao Muyun: "Just say I have a stomachache and I need to go to the toilet..."

As soon as he said this, he moved and disappeared from the spot.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Muyun curled the corners of his mouth.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

I didn't know what to say for a moment.

…

Upon hearing that the roof beam had broken, everyone backstage had already run away.

The storyteller came here with his head in his hands.

He grabbed his belongings and turned to leave.

"stop!"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

Hearing this voice, the storyteller was startled.

He turned around suddenly, only to see a pair of eyes shining with purple light staring straight at him!

Buzz! The moment he saw this pair of eyes, the storyteller's eyes became extremely empty.

The whole person stood there in a daze, as dumbfounded as a wooden chicken.

"You just said Wan Jingchuan is not dead..."

Wang Ye looked at the storyteller in front of him and said, "Is it true or false?!"

"If it's true, how do you know?"

"Absolutely true!"

In response to Wang Ye's question, the storyteller said, "Three days ago, Wan Jingchuan held a party in Sihai Manor..."

“I was telling a story on the spot…”

"He drank a few more glasses and talked about this with me. I heard it clearly when I was drinking..."

!!!

After hearing these words, Wang Ye was stunned.

Wan Jingchuan used to be the military strategist of the Biluo Sect. He was meticulous and had many tricks.

How could he do such a stupid thing? How dare he speak out about what happened back then so blatantly? Wang Ye immediately felt extremely suspicious.

But the storyteller in front of him had already been controlled by the Purple Demonic Eye and was unable to control himself.

There is no possibility of lying.

In this case, there is only one possibility.

That is, Wan Jingchuan had no more scruples after knowing that he was dead and the Holy Church would fall apart.

He talked about what happened back then as if it were a glorious deed!

Thinking of this, Wang Ye looked at the storyteller and asked, "If that's the case, where is Wan Jingchuan now?"

"Of course it's Sihai Village outside the city..."

Hearing this, the storyteller said, "Wan Jingchuan is now using the alias Deng Zizhi and has gained some fame in Suzhou Prefecture..."

"Three days ago, he held a grand banquet and entertained a group of wuxia people..."

"Even the government official has arrived..."

As the storyteller spoke, he told everything he knew.

Outside the city, Sihai Village…

Thinking of this, Wang Ye narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the storyteller in front of him, nodded, and said, "You said it very well..."

"From now on, count to thirty silently and you will wake up..."

"You will forget everything when you wake up!"

As he spoke, his eyes flashed purple.

Then he disappeared into the background...

(End of this chapter)