"Ying Tianhong died like this..."

When Shi Liusie called Liu Lisha to a room, she did not ask about the other party’s experience in the ghost market first, but instead said to herself with emotion.

Liu Lisha ignored this. She walked to a round table on her own, picked up the cup poured in white water, closed her eyes slightly and drank slowly, as if she was savoring a glass of fragrant wine.

After Shi Liusha said this, he did not want to get Liu Lisha's response. He just looked out the window with some sensation. For a moment, the room seemed extremely quiet.

"What are you thinking?" Liu Lisha raised her head and asked after drinking a glass of water.

"I was thinking about how energetic Ying Tianhong had told his plan before." Shi Liusie sighed.

That was nearly a month ago, when the Nether Corpse Sect had not yet perished, Ying Tianhong came to Wanpo Palace himself with a passionate expression of his ideals and ambitions.

In his words, the Forget-Wretch Ghost Market is already the thing in his hand. It is only a matter of waiting for the dispute over the Hidden Dragon List, and everything will be finalized in its calculations.

But what the result is.

Ying Tianhong did not wait until that day came, and in just one month, the two allies he had won had been destroyed, and the other had not been long before they were destroyed.

And he, the confident and powerful mastermind, was buried in this narrow and dark underground early.

"So, fate is really amazing."

The inexplicable Shi Liusie let out this feeling, and at the same time, his tone also had a hint of sadness like a rabbit dead fox.

However, after all, he first proposed to kill the Great Elder and the reinforcements coming from the Casting Hall, so when Liu Lisha heard his sigh, her expression became a little strange.

"What are you worried about?"

Shi Liusie shook her head and said:

"Even if I am worried about my current situation, I am already like this. To be more precise, I am beginning to feel unfamiliar with this world. This kind of unfamiliarity is inevitable..."

At this point, Shi Liusie was not going to continue to talk further. His expression gradually became serious and he looked at Liu Lisha and said:

"It's time to talk about your situation."

Liu Lisha nodded, and she vaguely felt that her father was out of control of the situation and began to feel uneasy.

Once upon a time, Shi Liusie was a small group of people who controlled the direction of the world, but now he has become a drop of water that has integrated into the world, and can only go with the flow unwillingly.

This is why he empathized with Tianhong's death.

Perhaps when he proposed to set up a dead end, he hoped to see the master of the Casting Knife Hall break out a way of life, which would also bring some confidence to him who was about to face the siege of the state government army.

But the result...

No surprises or surprises, he was still dead.

Liu Lisha did not continue to explore how complicated her father's mood was at the moment, and she began to calmly tell her experience in the ghost market.

But when the word Ye Emperor is mentioned, its voice will still tremble uncontrollably.

“…Your choice is right.”

After hearing what Liu Lisha said, Shi Liuliu sighed deeply. He was already a little guilty about his good daughter who had joined forces with outsiders to cheat him, the old father.

But after knowing his experience, he knew that Liu Lisha had no choice at all.

The Ye Emperor who was the one who was the one who was killing was obviously preparing for a more sinister layout. If Liu Lisha didn't throw herself to Qin Fan early, it would be that their father and daughter were both cheated to death.

At this moment, Shi Liusie felt that familiar feeling of powerlessness surged into her heart again.

When did he, the dignified Palace Master of Wandu Palace, become a chess piece that can be controlled by others?

"Your choice is right."

He repeated the words just now, but his tone became much more firm.

And Liu Lisha's expression returned to her original calmness:

"Actually, I thought that joining the ghost market is a good thing for me. It can help me stabilize my position as a shopkeeper and even go further, just..."

Liu Lisha looked at her father apologized. She could turn to the Forget-Wuyou Ghost Market without any pressure, and even mind becoming Qin Fan's subordinate.

But Shi Liusie did not change his mentality so easily. After all, the other party was the Lord of the Wandu Palace. During that period of evil Taoism, he was even more a giant owl who responded to it.

At this time, because of my own relationship, he had to bow to a younger young man, and it would be difficult to get through that psychological level.

But this was the only choice to survive, and she didn't regret it, but that deep guilt wouldn't disappear just like that.

"You don't have to think too much. Huang Tiangui's previous reputation was even bigger than mine. Isn't he the same?

Moreover, after Yu Cangmiao broke everyone's perception that age equals talent, it would not be embarrassing even if this matter was spread.

Besides, I should have a brand new identity in the future. The former palace lord of the Wanpo Palace, Shi Liusie, was also buried in this history."

Shi Liusie's tone was very calm, and even a sense of inexplicable ease was revealed in her voice.

Liu Lisha couldn't figure it out, and Shi Liusha didn't explain much. The two did not discuss how to deal with the Ye Emperor's problem. After all, it's still a little bit to say whether the next level can be passed.

It was the second day in a blink of an eye.

Outside the Wanpo Palace, after the poisonous fog was released, the warriors who were clamoring were also honest.

They obediently shrank in a position that the fog could not reach, and then quietly waited for Mu Che to lead the army to arrive.

And the Wandu Palace is also calm.

Because the Tiansuo Sancai Formation sealed all the fighting aura, the disciples of Wanpo Palace did not know that their beloved elder was already there.

By the way, he also brought the master of the Casting Knife Hall and the second elder.

After a night of cultivation, Qin Fan had completely absorbed Ying Tianhong's qi, blood and mental power. After sucking Jiang Zhiyun to death early this morning, he continued to increase some points of meditation.

In the room where he was, a funny ball was holding a brush and writing the first three poses of "Eight Skills of the Sky" on a piece of white paper.

Qin Fan had already sorted out the martial arts and moves in Ying Tianhong's memory, and then he was responsible for copying them by the [Wanxiang·Emperor Jie], which he had a spiritual connection with.

The magic weapon with primary consciousness, although his mind is not mature, even seems to be inferior to a five-year-old child.

But it can still be done by copying things.

In addition, the weapon is not as bear as a child, so it has grown into a qualified worker.

On the other hand, Shui Nisheng, who had been healed for a night, walked out of the room with a refreshed spirit, and happened to meet Mo Kaixin, who was wandering around with boredness.

"Brother Shui, are you recovering?"

Mo Kaixin's expression was a little surprised. Although Shui Nisheng's injury was not as severe as Feng Mo, according to his estimate, even with the help of the pill, it would take at least three days.

Shui Nishen nodded. During the process of revising the "Married Dressing Magical Art", he understood the true meaning of martial arts, namely Married Dressing Nirvana.

The emphasis is on breaking and then standing. As long as you are not killed in a battle, you can quickly heal with the help of your wedding dress after the war. Even the heavier the injury every time, your strength will be improved more and more after recovery.

He had just realized his own situation, and the effect was about three months of hard work.

It’s just a pity that this true meaning of martial arts cannot be used continuously. It takes a period of time to settle down before he can find someone to destroy himself.

When he saw Mo Kaixin, he felt a little itchy in his bones and wanted to be beaten by him.

When Mo Kaixin noticed that Shui Nisheng's gaze was a little stunned, he quickly waved his hand and said:

"Brother Shui, you shouldn't have any hidden dangers."

Although the other party did not explain, Mo Kaixin also guessed that it might be the effect of some kind of martial arts true meaning. The martial arts true meaning is called the seed of rules. Some are so weak that they explode, while others are so strong that they are incredible.

And this kind of extraordinary martial arts true meaning is difficult to control.

Just like some murderers, their nature is not bloodthirsty and cruel, but because of the influence of a certain martial arts true meaning, they have entered this path of no return.

At this moment, Shui Nishen also recovered. This was the first time he truly experienced the negative effects of [Marriage Dress Nirvana], so he quickly suppressed the urge to be beaten up.

In order to divert attention, he immediately asked:

"Senior, how is the situation with 'wind'?"

"It's not bad, but it will definitely take longer than you if he wants to recover."

Mo Kaixin has assigned responsibilities to Huang Tiangui. The former guards his disabled people, while the latter stares at Shi Liusie.

By the way, the two of them used their mental power to wipe out the situation of the entire Wanpo Palace.

Now, in addition to Shi Liusie, the great masters of Wanpo Palace, there are also the second and third elders. Their foreign aids have not arrived yet.

This also led to the two elders being particularly low-key and staying in their residence every day.

There are currently twenty-three masters in the innate realm of Wanpo Palace, one hundred and nineteen masters in the Tongmai realm, and the remaining Qi Condensation Realm and Body Tempering Realm, the two of them did not count carefully.

But all the personnel in Wanpo Palace combined are less than a thousand.

It is not too difficult for its comprehensive strength to fight against the Destruction Alliance, which has gathered tens of thousands of people outside, but the key state and government troops have not appeared yet, so all of them can only use the terrain to temporarily stabilize the previous wave.

Anyway, Mo Kaixin's mentality is to watch the fun. After defeating Ying Tianhong, the ghost market is no longer a loss this time. The most important thing left is to figure out which side of the two elders are.

And what step they want to do.

If you can help me, I will help you. If the time is good, it will be even more surprising to kill you.

At this moment, Mo Kaixin was chatting with Shui Nisheng without a word. The two of them pulled the topic to the Dream Breaking Knife.

"The grade of that knife is a wasteland level, Lao Qin said it himself."

Mo Kaixin looked a little excited.
To be continued...