Taikoo Lingxiao Jue

Chapter 363 Turns out to be a fake (fifth update, please subscribe!)

"Brother, why?!" Wen Laosan asked incomprehensibly.

Wen Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said via voice transmission: "Do you think Jiang Mo and Zhao Jianliang will let you go? Impossible. If you want to completely solve the future troubles, you must kill them!"

"Ask Wen Lang to give me the Tianbeng flag in a while. I will control the flag to minimize the harm and kill them in the Zumai market. As for you, take your gold and silver belongings and flee to other places. place, and never come back."

"No! Brother, I have to do this thing. You are the head of the Wen family, so you can't die!" Oldest Wen shook his head stubbornly.

"You still know that I am the Patriarch? Now that you know, you have to do what the Patriarch says. Go!"

Wen Shiyu said resolutely, his face was indifferent, as if he had already embraced the determination to die.

"Brother...Actually..."

However, at this time, Wen Laosan was hesitant to speak and then stopped.

"What's the matter? You said."

Then Wen Laosan whispered to Wen Shiyu through voice transmission.

Soon, Wen Shiyu's expression changed, and finally he gritted his teeth, not knowing what to say.

Wen Laosan told him that, in fact, that Tianbeng flag was fake!

He invited a craftsman to forge it on purpose, and the real Tianbeng Banner is still in the Three Flags Hall.

He just wanted to lie to Jiang Mo and others, and after Wen Shiyu and the others were rescued, he would fly away and leave Yunhai City completely.

After hearing the news, Wen Shiyu almost vomited blood angrily, but there is nothing he can do now.

What's more, Wen Laosan is also doing it for his own good, so it's better than Wen Shiliang's white-eyed wolf, right?

At this moment, the scene that made Wen Shiyu and Wen Shining vomit even more blood happened!

It turned out that Hu Zixiao had returned to Zumai Market, still holding the pigeon named 'Chi Feng' in his hand.

At this time, Zhang Feng had already been beaten half to death by Hu Zixiao, and even his wings were broken.

He returned to the Zumai Market just in time to see Wen Lang showing off his power with a fake Tianbeng flag.

Because his back was facing Hu Zixiao, Wen Lang didn't notice the situation at all.

Jiang Mo and Zhao Jianliang hurriedly winked at Hu Zixiao. Hu Zixiao understood it instantly, and with a flash of his figure, he snatched the fake Tianbeng flag from Wen Lang's hand.

"Fuck, where's the flag?"

Wen Lang only felt a gust of cool wind blowing across his hands, and then the 'Tianbeng Flag' disappeared!
With his Wu Zunjing cultivation base, he didn't realize that it was Hu Zixiao's hand at all.

Hu Zixiao immediately appeared next to Jiang Mo and Zhao Jianliang after getting the 'Tianbeng Banner'.

Jiang Mo and Zhao Jianliang breathed a sigh of relief when Tianbeng Banner was controlled by their own people.

Then Jiang Mo rubbed his wrist, took the Tianbeng flag from Hu Zixiao's hand, looked at Wen Lang with a sneer and said, "Young Master Wen, let's see what this is."

"..." When Wen Lang heard the words, the expression on his face froze immediately!
Immediately, the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably!

I said!

The Heavenly Beng Banner was taken away by them!
What's so special about this?
What should I do?
Young Master Wen Lang's face was full of remorse and guilt, and he almost wanted to die.

Dad finally trusted himself once, and handed the Tianbeng Banner into his hands, but the result was good, and it was snatched away under his nose. How can he live like this!
……

"Ugh!"

Seeing this, Wen Shiyu and others couldn't help but sigh.

"God bless my Wen family!"

Wen Shiyu had to sigh.

Although it was just a fake Tianbeng flag, if it didn't fall into the hands of Jiang Mo and others, there might still be room for mediation with them.

As long as his acting skills are good enough, he might really be able to escape from their hands.

But now, there is no hope. The Tianbeng flag is fake. I believe Jiang Mo will find out soon.

And even if it is true, if it falls into their hands, what can I and others have to contend with?
Wen Li, Mo Lao, Liu Jiefeng, Xuan Qing and the others did not know that the Tianbeng Banner was a fake.

Xuan Qing and Liu Jiefeng, because they are not from Yunhai City, only know that the Tianbeng Banner is a very powerful thing.

It's powerful enough to make Jiang Mo, Zhao Jianliang and other Martial Emperors obediently obediently.

Originally, he thought that there was a glimmer of life, but now that Bengqi was snatched away by someone, he immediately looked desperate.

"Could it be that my life, Liu Jiefeng, is going to be buried here today?" Liu Jiefeng thought to himself, with an ugly expression on his face.

"To die today is really not reconciled! I haven't learned the technique of the talisman array of Qianyuan Xianmen, I am not reconciled!" Xuan Qing's face was full of resignation.

"It seems that the Wen family cannot escape from this difficulty. I am already dying, and I will die when I die, but Miss is still young, alas!" Mo Lao sighed in his heart, and glanced at Wen Li.

In Wen Li's heart, fear, nervousness, anger, and all kinds of emotions surrounded her, making her feel like she was going crazy.

But at this moment, the first thing she thought of was Lin Yi.

With a trace of expectation in his eyes, he looked at Lin Yi.

I saw Lin Yi sitting cross-legged at some point, at the head of the ancestral veins, like an old monk in meditation, with his eyes downcast and his hands in seals, motionless.

Wen Li instantly had a hint of doubt.

What is he... doing?
at this time.

An extremely cold voice suddenly interrupted Wen Li's absence.

"Young Master Wen, I've heard of your reputation as a dude for a long time. If it wasn't for the Wen family, I'm afraid you would have been beaten to death long ago."

Following the sound, he saw Wen Lang being held in his hand by Hu Zixiao like a chicken.

In front of them were Jiang Mo and Zhao Jianliang with sneering faces.

"My son really admires you father and son. You dare to threaten me with the Tianbeng flag. How do you tell me to deal with you?"

Staring at Wen Lang, Jiang Mo slowly raised a cruel smile.

Wen Lang was so frightened that he trembled all over. Without the trump card of Tianbeng Qi, what would he use to fight against others?

You know, the opponent is the Martial Emperor!

And he's still a high-ranking Martial Emperor!

And he is just a warrior.

Just the coercion of the Martial Emperor realm was enough to make him breathless.

"In my opinion, it's a good way to beat him to death, hang his body on the city wall, expose it to the sun for three days, and let the vultures peck and bite him as a warning?" At this time, Zhao Jianliang suggested with a sneer.

Hearing this, Wen Lang trembled violently with fright, and soon a foul-smelling yellow liquid flowed out of his crotch.

"Hahaha, Jianliang, look at what you said, it actually scared Young Master Wen to pee, it's not suitable, it's not suitable." Hu Zixiao laughed loudly.

"That's right, Zi Xiao is right. It's not appropriate to do this. Let's do as I said." Jiang Mo said abnormally: "Take off your clothes and hang them directly on the top of the city wall to expose them to the sun, so that the vultures will patronize them. After all the suffering of pecking and biting, I want him to see his body with his own eyes, how it looks like it is being pecked away bit by bit!"

"No, don't! I'm begging you, give me a good time, just kill this young master! Just kill me!!!" Wen Lang broke down and burst into tears when he heard their plan.

(End of this chapter)