Liu Wuxie took the lead and walked forward quickly with the two of them.

Every step you take, the pressure will increase a little, and several invisible waves of air flow from all around you.

Just as Liu Wuxie expected, the master of the Qinghongmen lurked here.

The three old men in green stood in three directions and guarded the entrance of Tianbao Sect. Anyone who passed by here would know.

Liu Wuxie did not disguise himself. Even if the three of them dressed up as old people, they would recognize each other.

Because they are in the seventh level of the Infant Realm.

One man and two women are so eye-catching.

"Let you wait for a long time!"

Liu Wuxie fixed his body and said with a smile to the three old men in green in front of him.

Faced with the three advanced infant realms, Liu Wuxie could still laugh out loud. With this kind of mind alone, he was enough to laugh at the same generation.

Jian Xinger and Chen Ruoyan had already been ready for battle. Even if they died, they would still die with Brother Liu.

"Liu Wuxie, we still underestimated you. You actually circled such a big circle, but I didn't expect that we would wait for you here."

In the middle, Liu Wuxie, an old man in green, knew him, and he was also there during the stone gambling conference.

Elder Tianluogu introduced him to him that this person was called Shan Cheng, and Li Hongda did not come this time, so he probably had no face to come.

Liu Wuxie smiled without answering.

When they left Ninghai City, Liu Wuxie already knew that they would definitely wait here.

Apart from this place, it is impossible for them to find their whereabouts.

"Liu Wuxie, kill my son, today is your death."

An old man on the left stood up and said that Liu Wuxie had killed his son, which made Liu Wuxie confused.

"I have killed many disciples of the Qinghong Sect, which one is your son?"

Liu Wuxie looked at the old man curiously, and always felt familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

This trip to Ninghai City, he killed so many Qinghong Sect disciples, how could he remember?

"Chiri Ri Mountains, Qingshan Lake, collecting spring snow lotus roots. If you kill a young man named Qian Zhou, he is my son."

The old man in green helped Liu Wuxie recall his memories.

Time was suddenly pulled back a year ago, and Liu Wuxie did remember it.

At that time, he took on five tasks, one of which went to Qingshan Lake to collect spring snow lotus roots, and encountered a disciple of Qinghongmen.

There is indeed a man named Qian Zhou. He didn't expect that his father was so strong, and he was still the elder of Qinghongmen.

"You are so old and have such a young son, you are so disrespectful!"

Liu Wuxie looked contemptuous, and Qian Xuewen was so angry that he trembled all over.

Qian Zhou was his illegitimate son and a concubine, and he was indeed an old cow who ate young grass.

Qian Zhou came out of that experience by himself, but he didn't expect to die at Liu Wuxie's hands.

"Boy, you are about to die and don't repent. Today I will eat you alive."

Qian Xuewen let out a grim smile.

The other two elders sneered repeatedly, and their murderous intent surged.

This place is still a distance away from Tianbao Sect. Even if a war occurs, Tianbao Sect will not be able to discover it for a while.

When Tianbao Sect discovered it, they had already killed Liu Wuxie and left here.

"You really think I don't know you're waiting for me here?"

Liu Wuxie suddenly showed a wicked smile and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

As soon as these words were said, the three old men's faces changed slightly. Liu Wuxie was full of tricks, and they had already experienced it.
Chapter completed!