Tang Jing grabbed the flying arrows one by one, held them into a handful, and headed towards the place where the arrows were flying. These killers were not weak, so only a few killers were hit by Tang Jing's arrows.
Seeing that the killer they were chasing left their sight, who was Tang Jing? If anyone can escape from the young master of Tangjiabao, then is Tangjiabao too weak?
So of course it's impossible. Since someone knows the inside story of Wu Yi's parents being killed, Tang Jing will not let go of this opportunity. To him, these arrow rains are not worth mentioning at all, they are just like a joke.
Now that Wu Yi and Tang Wanting were able to protect themselves, Tang Jing jumped into the sky, with strange steps, like phantoms, dodging all the arrows, jumping out of the encirclement, and rushing towards the leading killer.
"Stop him quickly!"
Seeing Tang Jing flying towards him despite the rain of arrows, the leading killer panicked and tried to escape.
The other killers heard the order from the leading killer and gathered towards him, trying to stop Tang Jing.
I saw a shadow approaching several killers, sweeping past at a wind-like speed. Several killers were knocked away and fell around in a mess, unable to get up.
The leading killer escaped and glanced back. Tang Jing was already in front of him. Although his face was covered, his level of fright could be seen from the panicked eyes of the leading killer: "What!"
The leading killer wanted to attack Tang Jing. Tang Jing grabbed the killer's neck and lifted the killer up. His domineering eyes threatened the leading killer: "Tell me! Who are the buyers and sellers?"
Tang Jing's hand gently exerted force. The leading killer had no chance to fight back or struggle. His face turned red and he coughed!
However, the leading killer still had that indifferent smile on his face, and he was not afraid at all: "Want to know?"
"Say it…"
"Ha ha…"
The leading killer was in Tang Jing's hand. He took a breath, took a breath, sneered, and suddenly raised his right hand, as if he wanted to attack Tang Jing. Tang Jing's left hand was just about to catch the palm of the leading killer.
But the leading killer suddenly changed direction and struck towards his Tianling Gai!
Tang Jing instantly understood the purpose of the leading killer, chased after the leading killer's hand, and grabbed the leading killer's sleeve, but he couldn't grasp the leading killer's hand! The leading killer struck his Tianling Gai with a palm!
The leading killer smiled mockingly at Tang Jing, with blood spilling from his mouth: "The entire world...are both buyers and sellers, ha...ha!"
Tang Jing let go of the leading killer, and the leading killer fell down!
Tang Jing has broken out of the encirclement and is a threat to all the killers. The killers are not stupid. Time is almost up and they can retreat.
The arrow rain stopped, and the killers left quickly. Wu Yi and Tang Wanting came to Tang Jing's side. Wu Yi looked at the leading killer who fell on the ground, and looked at Tang Jing anxiously.
Of course Tang Jing understood what Wu Yi meant and shook his head: "He didn't say anything!"
Wu Yi looked around, trying to find traces of the killers, but the killers had already disappeared.
Tang Wanting comforted Wu Yi: "Second brother, don't worry, sooner or later the truth will come to light!"
Wu Yi looked at the leading killer again, holding the painting in his hand tightly. You could see his hands shaking under the anger, but he knew it was useless to be impatient, so he just remained silent for a moment and nodded: " Well, let’s go back first!”
Tang Jing and the others strode back. Mu Lingtian and Su Yurong were both adjusting their breaths. When they heard the movement, Mu Lingtian opened his eyes vigilantly and carefully watched the direction in which Tang Jing and the others were coming back.
Until they saw Tang Jing and the others, Mu Lingtian stood up worriedly, coughed twice, and walked towards the Tang Jings and the others.
Tang Jing and the others haven't found any trace of Wuming's visit.
"Second brother, how are you? Have you asked?"
Mu Lingtian's face looked much worse than when Tang Jing and the others left just now, and he looked very weak and tired. Tang Jing was a little worried: "Third brother, are you okay?"
Wu Yi looked at Mu Lingtian and then at Su Yurong, who was covered in blood behind Mu Lingtian.
"You guys? What's going on?" Wu Yi paused for a moment and connected what happened just now. He suddenly realized that everything was clear: "Could it be? Who is it? Wuming?"
Mu Lingtian nodded: "Well, what about you? Have you caught us?"
"No!" Tang Jing shook his head. He hadn't reacted yet: "Has Wuming been here?"
"Wu Ming disguised himself as Brother Tang and wanted to kill the young master. Fortunately, he was not in danger. Moreover, the young master even stabbed Wu Ming's eyes out."
"Is it really him? Buyer? Seller? Can't afford to offend?" Wu Yi was guessing something.
"What does second brother mean? The seller is Wuming?" Mu Lingtian was a little skeptical: "But Wuming may just want to use this matter to lure you away."
"Wu Ming is known as the King of Killers. Even if my parents' death has nothing to do with him, he must know something about it, and..." Wu Yi did not continue.
"Don't worry, second brother, no matter who he is, we will make him pay the price!"
"Ahem..."
An assassination has passed. Although Mu Lingtian suffered serious internal injuries, he would be fine if he rested more. Su Yurong's injuries have also been taken care of. There is no big problem. Just pay more attention and rest for a few days. That's fine.
Mu Lingtian was a blessing in disguise. A silver needle was forced out, and he felt much better. He no longer coughed, his chest hurt less, and even his breathing became much smoother.
Wu Yi has calmed down a lot these days and has thought a lot. He has also made a lot of guesses about his parents.
Wu Yi became more and more sure of something. Although he didn't say it out loud, he knew that Wuming's action must be related to some major events and big figures in the world, and the death of his parents might be a plot. It was precisely because of this that Jiang Chengying told him that he could not afford to offend buyers or sellers. Therefore, Wu Yi was almost sure that Wuming had something to do with his parents' matter, and it was even very possible that Wuming did it, but he couldn't figure out who the buyer was! What on earth is this game! It would actually involve the lives of his parents.
In a wooden house, a man in white clothes had one eye wrapped with gauze. He was holding a bronze mirror. He looked at his own eyes wrapped in the bronze mirror with murderous eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mu Lingtian..."
With that hatred, Wuming's expression at this moment looked more ferocious than a wild beast. He held the bronze mirror in his hand tighter and tighter, and the bronze mirror deformed in his hands!
"Mu Lingtian...your life is mine!"
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