You Ming's heart trembled inexplicably when he looked at the man with fluttering clothes and the Hundred Battle Saber in front of him, who had the bearing of an otherworldly immortal.
Netherworld did not know whether it was because he was in a high position or because of the strength he displayed when he sent the monk of Breaking Buddhist Vows flying with two slashes, but he could not show the carefree and arrogant attitude he had in front of the people from Heaven Descendants Sect. In fact, he was a little affected by Netherworld's presence, and a faint sense of inferiority rose from the bottom of his heart.
"Sir, are you willing to do this or not? It would be better if you gave Class One Hall a clear answer."
You Ming's face sank when he noticed the trace of subtle changes in his heart. He took a deep breath and questioned in a loud voice.
Little did he know …
At that moment, Happy's emotions were incredibly complicated.
Class One Hall!
From the day the server was launched, the super organization that had roared in World of Martial Arts had created and gathered a large group of first-rate players within a short period of time in this virtual world of martial arts. They had created more than thirty sects and built a huge structure!
At that time, one of his brothers who had a good relationship with him was one of the higher-ups in this huge organization …
"Brother …"
Happy laughed at himself with a slightly pale face.
This brother of his not only had a good reputation in the Martial World for being kind, he was also not weak. He was also one of the powerhouses who had made it into the International Sword Among Us Tournament!
It was precisely this good brother who had excellent abilities and conduct that caused him to get drunk and cause trouble on the eve of the Sword Among Us Tournament.
He sucked in a deep breath and closed his eyes. He remembered the moment when he was at his most dejected and dejected. The beautiful figure who should have been by his side to comfort him had left him without hesitation and appeared beside his "brother". It made him feel as if the entire world had betrayed him.
You Ming's expression changed when he sensed the change in the aura of the person in front of him. He held his breath and a trace of unease flashed in his eyes …
Very soon!
Happy returned to his previous calm demeanor.
He cast an indifferent glance at the surprised and bewildered Netherworld, opened his mouth slowly, and said his first words since he came to Punishment Mount.
"Not selling!"
Even though he looked calm on the surface, his words were still very stiff.
Netherworld still wanted to say something, but when he saw Happy's expression turn dark and the fierce glint in his eyes, he swallowed his words for some unknown reason.
After hesitating for a while …
"Do you need a ride?"
The cold eviction order showed that the host had lost his patience.
Even though he did not know why Happy did not show any respect or wariness when he heard Class One Hall's name, but was instead very angry and impatient, he found it strange.
But the threat hidden in the last sentence made Netherworld not dare to underestimate it.
"Since that's the case, farewell!"
He left resentfully.
When he saw Netherworld's figure swiftly retreating into the white fog and disappearing, Happy was finally unable to hold back the anger that surged in his heart to the point that it was about to explode.
Hu!
Hu!
He panted heavily, and his chest heaved violently. His face was red with rage. He stared in the direction where Netherworld had disappeared, and his eyes shone with memories and pain.
In the twenty-five years of his previous life, there was only one time when he was covered in cuts and bruises. It was an unforgettable experience!
If it were just a simple breakup and a conflict of interests, Happy would not have been so angry.
But thinking back to the three years of struggle in his previous life! Three years of love! It was ruthlessly trampled on by someone, and everything was destroyed! How cruel was that!
And there was one thing that he only figured out right before the accident happened …
On the eve of the Sword Among Us Tournament at Mount Hua, that person must have schemed for a long time and intentionally lured him out so that he would not wake up from his drunken stupor.
Also!
When he returned to the game, he decided to come down from Shaoshi Mountain on the spur of the moment. He had only notified "him" to ask what had happened the night before, but when he reached the mountainside, he was ambushed, and a large group of people had been waiting outside Guanlin Temple!
At that time …
"He" was the only one who knew Happy's route and the time to descend the mountain.
He had planned all of this for a long time.
But there was one thing that Happy still did not understand.
There was no enmity between them, so why did "he" set up all of this? What was his true goal?
This was also the question that Happy had been conflicted about up until then.
He knew the cause and effect of everything clearly.
That was why!
Up until then, he had not taken the initiative to search for "that person". Instead, he moved slowly based on the footsteps he set in his previous life. Since "that person" had such a sinister personality, he wanted to see just what sort of intentions and malicious heart were hidden under that hypocritical and kind face.
But …
Today, Netherworld's appearance and Class One Hall's name had caused his calm heart to be unable to avoid having a ripple appear.
He was angry!
The more he suppressed it, the more likely that it would erupt.
But Happy knew that he still needed to endure it for a period of time.
Of course.
There was also a possibility that because of this encounter, that person would enter his life earlier than in his previous life.
When he thought of this, a bone-chilling look appeared on Happy's face, which was rarely seen.
The mountain wind howled.
The blue-robed figure who stood near the abyss seemed to have caused the temperature on Punishment Mount to drop by a few degrees.
…
When he finally returned to the other side, Netherworld's body was already covered in a layer of cold sweat.
One of the reasons was because he used up his qi while he was climbing, and the other reason was because of the pressure from the blue-robed young man.
It was the first time he sensed the pressure that only the guild leader could bring him from a young man of the same age as him. That person did not speak much, but the invisible presence that spread out from him made it difficult for Netherworld to think about fighting against him.
"This won't do. I have to hurry and notify the guild leader."
Netherworld rested for a few seconds before he quickly brought out a messenger pigeon and a piece of paper from his Universe Bag.
He wrote in a flamboyant manner for a while and described the situation on the other side. Then, he quickly crumpled the piece of paper and stuffed it into the thin bamboo tube between the messenger pigeon's legs. He lifted it with both hands and released it high into the air.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
…
Outside Shaolin Temple.
The conflict had stopped, and the scene of blood flowing like rivers was gone forever.
"…"
Thousands of players slowly stopped fighting. When a group of people left, they either sat down or stood up dejectedly. They sighed at each other or left the mountain in groups of three to five.
The scene was one of desolation and loneliness after the battle!
However, the ones who suffered the greatest losses were the three great sects in Zhengzhou! To seize the brocade box, they had practically gathered all the people in their sects and fought against the three sects one after the other, but this was the result. More than one hundred Class One Hall elites had joined the fray with a force that could destroy most of the elites from the three great sects, and they easily seized the brocade box.
At that moment, Class One Hall brought out more than one hundred elites, and quite a number of them executed high-tier martial arts. They fought one against two and three, and even though they were outnumbered, they easily won. They managed to kill all the people around the brocade box!
The middle-sized and small factions of power who were watching by the side and prepared to take advantage of the situation were also shocked by the group of people who had suddenly extended their hands into the brocade box! They did not dare to act recklessly.
However …
At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain was a woman with a gold and silver veil over her face. She received a messenger pigeon that flew through the air.
When she opened it and read it, she frowned slightly, and she could not help but mumble to herself, "He brought a brocade box to Punishment Mount, and he still managed to fight against a monk who broke his Buddhist vows? Who could it be? "
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