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"What?"
Zhao Ying was taken aback, as if she didn't believe that Wang Bo and others would do such a thing.
But obviously, this is what Wang Bo and others meant.
"Junior sister, come here."
Wang Bodao.
"Do you really want to take action against Mr. Lin?"
Zhao Ying still couldn't believe it.
"Junior sister, do you really believe that there are people in this world who will be nice to you for no reason?"
Wang Bo snorted coldly: "In my opinion, this boy is just trying to gain your beauty. In this case, we don't need to be polite to him."
"You...are talking nonsense!"
Zhao Ying said angrily.
Su Yirong was a little impatient, so she directly raised her hand, and a burst of mysterious force locked Zhao Ying in place, unable to move anymore.
"Boy, hand over the treasure. What kind of treasure is it that can make traveling in Duantian Mountain unimpeded? Hand it over, and maybe we can consider sparing your life!"
Wang Bo chuckled sinisterly.
"I do have a lot of treasures on me, but are you sure you want them?"
Lin Mu seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
He had expected something like this to happen.
Just now on the way, he noticed the malicious intent of these people.
"Take it out quickly."
Wang Bo's eyes lit up.
"That's right, kid. Seeing that you have done a good job in protecting the Saint, as long as you hand over the treasure, we can not only spare you from death, but we may also be able to recruit you into the Xuanyue Sect."
Su Yirong also said greedily.
"So, I still want to thank you?"
Lin Mu laughed.
Su Yirong frowned.
She could naturally tell that Lin Mu was mocking her.
"Do you want to refuse?"
Suddenly her eyes became cold.
“So what if I say no?”
Lin Mu said calmly.
Su Yirong didn't hide anything, her eyes were full of murderous intent: "You have no choice, you will die if you refuse."
Hearing this, Zhao Ying's face turned pale.
Wang Bo and Huang Jin did not have the power to make the decision, but Su Yirong was completely able to make the decision.
Since Su Yirong said he wanted to kill Lin Mu, it meant that Su Yirong and others really had murderous intentions.
Anger burst out in her eyes: "Elder Su, Mr. Lin is my savior. By doing this, you are repaying kindness with enmity and trapping me in injustice."
"Holy girl, in this world, the weak eat the strong, and the winner is king. There is nothing righteous or unjust."
Su Yirong said disapprovingly: "As long as this kid dies, who knows that he has saved you, and who knows that we will repay kindness with hatred?"
"Heaven knows and earth knows, you know and I know."
Zhao Ying said.
"Okay, Saint, don't be too naive. There must be a treasure in this kid. Leaving it in a mysterious cultivator is a waste. Why not give it to us, so that the treasure can truly shine."
Su Yirong said coldly.
"But have you ever thought about it? You may have misunderstood. Mr. Lin himself has extraordinary abilities, and he may not have any treasures."
Zhao Ying said anxiously.
"Say this, Saint, do you believe it yourself? Even this Holy Saint is in a state of embarrassment when faced with the Black Evil Gangfeng and the Blood Ghost Insect, but this guy, a mysterious cultivator, is able to get through it unharmed, saying that there is no treasure, three times in a row You can’t even coax a 6-year-old kid, right?”
Su Yirong shook her head and laughed.
"Holy girl, you'd better say less. You don't have the corresponding strength, but you don't give up the treasure. This is a way to die. If you want to blame this kid, you don't know how to restrain yourself."
Wang Bo said sarcastically.
"No, I beg you, don't take action against Mr. Lin."
Zhao Ying couldn't help but beg.
Although Lin Mu's strength seemed extraordinary, Su Yirong was a saint.
No matter how confident she was in Lin Mu, she didn't think that a mysterious cultivator could compete with the Holy Saint.
"Saint, you really disappoint me."
Su Yirong frowned and said: "As a saint of my Xuanyue Sect, how can you be so kind to a woman?"
"Elder, the saint has little contact with the outside world. It is normal for her to be like this. We don't need to talk to her anymore. Let's deal with this kid first."
Wang Bo said coldly.
"That's fine."
Su Yirong nodded.
Immediately, Wang Bo smiled ferociously and walked towards Lin Mu.
He had long been dissatisfied with Lin Mu, and now that he had the opportunity to take action against Lin Mu, of course he was happy.
Zhao Ying's eyes turned red and she shouted: "Mr. Lin, run quickly."
"Can you run away?"
Wang Bo and Huang Jin both said disdainfully.
Swish!
The two of them were extremely fast and arrived at Lin Mu's side in an instant, surrounding Lin Mu one after another.
"Boy, are you going to fight without mercy, or are you going to wait for us to take action?"
Huang Jin said coldly.
Lin Mu looked at the two people calmly.
escape?
Are these two ant-like things worthy of letting him escape?
To be honest, if these two people hadn't taken the initiative to seek death, he wouldn't even bother to take action against such people.
Wang Bo and Huang Jin didn't know what Lin Mu was thinking.
Seeing Lin Mu's indifferent expression, the two of them suddenly felt very unhappy.
"What are you looking at? Hand over the treasure immediately and I will let you die quickly."
Wang Bo's eyes revealed an evil spirit.
Zhao Ying's eyes were red with anxiety, and there was hatred deep in her beautiful eyes: "Su Yirong, I swear here, if you kill Mr. Lin, I will never forgive you in this life. I will remember this scene and let you know in the future. You guys also have a taste of this.”
Hearing this, Su Yirong's expression changed.
She definitely doesn't like Zhao Ying's strength.
But no matter what, Zhao Ying is a saint of Xuanyue Sect.
The other party's status is too high. If he insists on going against her in the future, she may really have a headache.
Originally, she thought that if she killed a boy she had just met not long ago, Zhao Ying would naturally forget about him as time went by.
Who would have thought that Zhao Ying would be so willing to sacrifice for this boy and even make a vow.
Su Yirong immediately narrowed her eyes: "Holy girl, for us Xuanxiu cultivators, this oath cannot be made casually."
"You think I'm joking?"
Zhao Ying said coldly: "As a saint of Xuanyue Sect, if I am indifferent even if my savior is killed, what qualifications do I have to be a saint. I swear, if Mr. Lin dies, I will take revenge a hundred times. For you."
Su Yirong's eyes couldn't help but gleam with cold light, and she said coldly: "Holy girl, do you know that if you are like this, it is easy for people to kill and silence you to avoid future troubles?"
Zhao Ying smiled: "Try it."
Su Yirong was a little tempted, but in the end she really didn't dare to try.
Xuanyue Sect Master is a being who has stepped out of the sea of suffering.
She couldn't guarantee what kind of means this existence had and whether it would be able to deduce the truth.
She didn't dare to take this risk.
His face changed violently, and finally Su Yirong said calmly: "Wang Bo, Huang Jin, the treasure can be taken away, but we still want to spare his life."
"Elder?"
Wang Bo and Huang Jin looked quite unwilling when they heard this.
"Do you really want to be remembered by the saint for the rest of your life?"
Su Yirong said angrily.
She herself was not very annoyed about this matter.
"However, if you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows."
Wang Bo clenched his fist and said.
This Lin Mu may not look very old, but he is already an extremely profound cultivator, and his cultivation aptitude must be extraordinary.
Su Yirong is the Holy Saint and is not afraid, but they are Xuan Emperor and are still far away from being the Holy Saint. They are really worried about Lin Mu's revenge in the future.
"You are also Emperor Xuan, can't you bear it even for a while?"
Su Yirong said.
Wang Bo subconsciously wanted to refute, but Huang Jin stopped him.
