Among the crowd, an old customer with a good relationship with Wu Shuang was filled with anger when he saw this scene, "Where did the bastard come from? He ran to Luolan City to play wildly, and didn't even see whose territory it was!"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in Yishi. He was an ordinary card refiner, with no sect and no sect. He liked to go out alone and practice his own cards. Every time Wu Shuang saw him, he would smile kindly in his heart: Casual players are here again.

"Whose territory?"

Xueying heard this and shouted, her figure came to the elder like a moment of movement, and grabbed his throat like lightning without hesitation.

"It's so fast, almost comparable to the third of bronze I installed."

Wu Shuang knew that the threat in front of him had not been eliminated, so he could only leave it to Sheng Ling to deal with the treatment of Han Mo's injury.

Sheng Ling gritted his teeth and blurted out a hateful voice: "Wu Shuang, teach me a good lesson to this arrogant guy."

Everyone around was shocked when they saw the Snow Eagle attacking the elders like a ghost. Generally, card refiners themselves are extremely weak, and they all use cards to take action. There is no reason why card refiners take action by themselves?

However, his actions really annoyed some justice refiners. They gritted their teeth and threatened to get out of Luolan City.

Seeing this, Wu Shuang was slightly moved. It turned out that not all Luolan City were tempted by the people who were tempted by the flames, but there were still many bloody men. Facing the danger, they stood up, unlike those merchants outside Yi City...

He waved his hand lightly, and the noise around him gradually stopped. As a popular idol, he still has a certain appeal.

"Let him go, I know what you want. You are here for me. If you have anything, we will solve it outside and don't affect other people's business." A few words were made lightly, revealing a young man's calm and firm mind.

Bang!

Xueying suddenly let go, and the terrifying huge bloody hand retracted back to her sleeve with a whistle. The middle-aged man staggered back several steps, and finally fell to the ground. He was gasping for breath and stared at Xueying in shock and angrily, unable to speak, but a blood mark was deeply exposed where the bloody hand was held.

"Smart people, don't be long-winded." Squinted and smiled slightly, Xueying's figure suddenly disappeared into the air. It turned out that he had sacrificed his snow wings and flew out of the city. When he was about to come, a clear voice threw down from the air: "When you see each other outside the East City, you won't be able to leave as scheduled, this person will die."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Shuang's thoughts turned and he understood why Liu Lang had not appeared until now.

"Sheng Ling, take Han Mo back. I believe you can't hide what happened today. Tell them that if you want to see me come back alive, don't walk out of the Shenglong Trade Union's gate and just wait at home."

Grasping Sheng Ling's shoulder and saying word by word, Wu Shuang's face was full of sternness.

His eyes were wet, Sheng Ling bit his lips tightly, and he stared at the boy in front of him with affection. How could he not understand his intention? He wanted to take all the risks alone and engage in a cruel battle alone.

Before he could say a word, Wu Shuang rushed out of Yishi with the Third Bronze, staring blankly at the disappearing young man. Sheng Ling's heart seemed to be hurt by someone, and turned into a burst of sadness on her pale pretty face.

...

"Ker, do you understand the Imperial Card Master?" On the way, Wu Shuang called Keer in advance.

"I don't know much about it, why did the master meet an opponent?" Ke'er's beautiful eyes were filled with concern, and she leaned on Wu Shuang's back and asked softly.

"Yes." Nodded helplessly, Wu Shuang took advantage of the time to express his plan.

After leaving the city gate, he followed a snow-white light spot in the sky and came to an empty mountain forest.

The figure in front suddenly fell, landing on a hill with towering peaks, just like the view of the entire forest. The sight fell on a gray shadow. The snow eagle smiled and rushed down with another step.

"Bronze Three, it's true that in your hands. I heard that your name is Wu Shuang?"

Standing ten meters in front of Wu Shuang, Xueying looked like she was walking leisurely. Her delicate facial features looked like an ice sculpture, with a smile on the corner of her mouth and a cold look in her eyes.

Slowly stopped, Wu Shuang put down Keer, compared the card on his chest, and laughed contemptuously, "The thing is here, but it does not belong to you."

Upon hearing this, Xueying's expression finally became exciting. In addition to the perverted joke, there was also a hint of curiosity, "You said this thing does not belong to me. Do you know what it is? Do you know its origin? Why do you have this thing with your ability?"

Three questions were expected by Wu Shuang. Even if the other party relied on his own ability, it would be impossible for him to come up and grab them without saying a word. It can be seen that as a killer, Xueying still has a calm mind.

"First, this is a collection card, belonging to the bronze deck in the king card, the third of bronze. The effect is to increase the wearer's speed and is known as the king of speed."

"Second, he comes from a master of refining cards in the sky world and has nothing to do with you Avengers."

"Third, since I have already got this card, you still ask me if I have the ability to have it. Isn't this nonsense?"

Each of the three questions was neither humble nor arrogant, and Xueying was slightly stunned when she heard them.

"Good boy, it seems you know everything. Tell me, is Lu Ren+ dead at your hands?"

Hearing this, Wu Shuang felt a little sad. It seemed that Wu Jing’s analysis was correct. The Avengers were indeed here to find the lost Bronze Third. This creditor is not so easy to let go.

After quickly organizing the language in his mind, Wu Shuang raised his eyelids and said seriously: "Lu Ren+ was killed by the dragon clan. Before he died, he handed me this bronze third and told me to avenge him, but I naturally did not refuse."

"Hahahaha!" Xueying laughed loudly, her smile suddenly stopped, and her expression was full of playfulness, "Just you, it's worth the price?"

"Murder to pay for your life, and pay for your debts. You can't live with your life!" Wu Shuang spread his hands and a teasing expression appeared on his face.

"Hmph, time traveler... The refiner of the card master, the clay Buddha crosses the river and is unable to protect himself, and he dares to speak out loud. I see how smart you are, so that you have saved your life until now. Aren't my fool apprentice in your hands? Isn't you quite outstanding? If you are willing to consciously hand over the Bronze Third, you can write it off in one fell swoop, and you can even consider letting you join the Avengers. If you insist on doing it alone, there is no way, I will waste all your life until you completely disappear in this world."

His heart was overturned, and Wu Shuang looked at him slightly, but his face remained calm.

Unexpectedly, this guy has such a thorough understanding of his background, but his conditions are worth considering. Anyway, he has no deep hatred with the Avengers. The third bronze was originally an ill-gotten fortune, and he was in a panic all day long. Why don’t he give this favor to the water?

If he compromised at this time, then he would not be Wu Shuang. After reading all kinds of classic plots, how could he not know that fate is the most reliable only in his own hands. Those who easily trade with the devil ended up in a bleak end.

He touched the tip of his nose and smiled unintentionally. When he smiled, Xueying's face suddenly sank slightly.

"I have been using this Bronze Third for so long, and the effect is pretty good. Lu Ren+'s affairs won't bother the Avengers, so I can leave it to me."

"Oh." Sighing softly, Xueying summoned a person from the void. All of this man turned purple, but his eyes were dark red. Judging from his appearance, it was Liu Lang, a young man who shared a stall with Wu Shuang.

"Liu Lang!" Wu Shuang couldn't help but feel excited.
Chapter completed!