Wu Xingyang pondered slightly. As early as when the incident happened, he had expected such a day sooner or later. This was also the reason Wu Xingyang prevented Wu Ling from doing it. However, now the big mistake has been made, and it is too late to make up for it.
Song Yujia is dead, this is a fact that is hard to conceal. However, in Wu Xianyang's view, Song Yujia's death was really self-blame. Wu Xieyang is the most upright person, even more uncomfortable with a despicable person like Song Yujia. However, of course this kind of thing cannot be said in front of Han Frost Ying, otherwise, it will inevitably have a completely opposite effect.
"Brother, Song Yujia made a mistake in this matter first. I think Wu Ling has done nothing wrong. Let it go!" Wu Xieyang said.
"How can this be?" Yang Tianyi said righteously and called out first, "Junior Sister Yujia is my core disciple of Huaxianshan, and my entire Huaxianshan has only 30 core disciples. If one is dead, how can I simply let go? The murderer. If you let him go in this way, how can I keep my face in Huaxianshan, and how can I stand in Huayu Pavilion in the future?"
Wu Xieyang's expression turned cold, and he glared at Yang Tian and sternly reprimanded: "The elders speak, the juniors don't interrupt!"
When Yang Tian spoke halfway through, he backed away angrily, even if he was a true disciple of Huayu Pavilion, he didn't dare to be rude to Wu Xianyang. The name of his true disciple was appointed by Wu Xieyang and other three pavilion masters.
Seeing Yang Tian's embarrassment, Wu Ling felt very happy. He was held hostage by Yang Tian along the way, and what he saw and felt was all Yang Tian's indispensable posture, and he had never seen him in the hands of anyone. Wu Xieyang was a good breath of bad breath for him.
"Tian'er, you don't have to interject. Here, you don't have the capital to interject. You must know that the title of your true disciple is given by your third master." Han Shuangying also had a serious face and scolded.
"Yes, I would like to follow the teachings of Master and Uncle." Yang Tian also realized that the actions just now were a little anxious, which did not conform to the identity of his true disciple. He usually respects Wu Xingyang very much. Hearing the reprimand, he doesn't have any strange thoughts, just a little emotion.
"The third child, it’s not that the brother is not unreasonable. You know, how much energy and resources does it take to cultivate a core disciple in Huayu Pavilion? The number of core disciples in the line of Huaxianshan cannot be compared. The quality of your brother’s line is not as good as your third line. This time I lost another one in vain. We can’t afford such a thing in Huaxianshan." Han Shuangying’s face was calm, and Wu Ling was not good either. Guess what kind of thoughts he had said in this way.
Wu Xianyang and Hanshuangying entered Huayu Pavilion together since they were young. They knew everything about him, but they could see through Hanshuangying's mind at a glance, and they couldn't help but curse inwardly: "Old guy, you are crying poor to me!"
Although there were thousands of unwillingnesses in his heart, in order to solve this matter satisfactorily, Wu Xianyang couldn't dare to speak in Han Shuangying's tone.
"Two five-element beads, I hope my senior can forget about this, how about it?" Wu Xianyang looked at Wu Ling, and then he said the terms of the transaction, feeling a pain in his heart.
Those are two five-element beads, two five-element beads, it also represents that there are two more powerful people in the realm of chemical weapons in the Huaxian Mountain. A Song Yujia, who was on the first floor of Yishui, was exchanged for two powerhouses in the realm of chemical weapons. No matter how you look at this deal, Hanshuangying is a steady profit.
When Wu Ling heard this, he was immediately anxious. He didn't expect Wu Xieyang would actually take out two five-element beads for his business. Wu Ling naturally understood the power of the Five Elements Bead. If it weren't for the Five Elements Bead, he wouldn't be able to be promoted one after another within five days.
Wu Ling felt extremely grateful and ashamed. She was young and vigorous and immediately defeated her reason and rushed out: "Two seniors, I will take care of my own affairs. The death of Song Yujia was indeed caused by me. Now that she wants to attack me, I will definitely kill her. Wu Ling never regrets killing people, let alone fearing the consequences."
"So courageous, so courageous, so young!" Han Shuangying smiled slyly and said with a high-five. Even Yang Tian, who had always had a grievance with Wu Ling next to him, looked at Wu Ling with admiration at this moment. He did not expect that Wu Ling would have such courage in front of his master, when facing life threats.
Wu Xieyang has a bitter expression: Wu Ling, this kid, whether he is intellect or martial arts cultivation, can be said to be the best choice, but his temper is a bit too aggressive.
However, being youthful and vigorous is not a bad thing. As long as one holds one's heart, it is possible to get close to the true meaning of martial arts. Wu Xianyang has lived for nearly three hundred years. He has seen a lot of so-called geniuses. However, most of these so-called geniuses died. A large part of the reason is that they deliberately concealed their own minds and can't come casually.
It should be noted that the way of martial arts is mostly illusory. For martial artists, whether they are young, vigorous or mature, as long as they can always hold to the most sincere and primitive ideas in their hearts, they will not leave the true meaning of martial arts. Far.
Although I said that, I also had a hint of appreciation for Wu Ling, but Wu Xianyang showed a completely different approach.
He was furious, and with a wave of his big hand, Wu Ling's body was knocked out, and he flew straight ten feet away to be able to land. If it weren't for Wu Ling's extremely stable footwork and solid basic skills, he might be thrown away. A dog-blood sprinkler.
"Presumptuous, I said, the elders speak, the juniors don't interrupt!"
The younger Wu Ling and Yang Tian were immediately puzzled. What Wu Ling said just now can be said to be neither humble nor overbearing, a man who thinks that it is right. How could Wu Xingyang react so strongly and so unreasonably.
In fact, Wu Xieyang is also quite distressed. How can he not tell that Wu Ling has a strong self-esteem and does not want to rely on him, but he knows Hanshuangying's thoughts better. Hanshuangying, that is a scheming guy, who knows what strange thoughts he has about Wu Ling.
Sure enough, after praising Wu Ling a few words, Han Shuangying calmed down again and said flatly: "The third child, the medicine of the Huayu Pavilion, although all belong to your third child, but there are two five-element beads. , Brother, I can still get it."
After that, Hanshuangying looked at Wu Xingyang with interest.
Wu Xieyang couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart, but for Wu Ling, even if he suffered a big loss, he had to stand next to him: "Three?"
Hanshuang Yingfu shook his head again.
"Five?"
The Frost Shadow remained the same.
"Ten?" Wu Xianyang had lost his blood this time, ten five-element beads, that's more than half of Yulin Mountain's reserves. At this time, even Yang Tian couldn't sit still a bit. He showed excitement on his face and whispered quietly, "Master, it's almost there."
Han Frost Ying's expression was sullen, and she whispered quietly, "Shut up!"
"Okay, I'm taking you, tell me, what do you want?"