Chapter 1708: Brutal Yu Wenyeol
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Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor
- Ten thousand carp
- 1146 characters
- 2021-01-30 02:27:50
At the same time, in front of a deserted building, Yu Wenlie's face was extremely ugly.
When he was young, he was sent to another place by his family to practice, so the people in Sihai City only knew Yuwenshang, but they didn't know that Yuwenshang had a younger brother like him.
Only he and his dead brother knew this secret.
Because his brother Yu Wenshang is the lord of Sihai City, Yu Wenlie has expressed his desire to return to Sihai City more than once, because he has been wandering enough outside and wants to enjoy the glory and wealth of the city.
But every time his idea was rejected by Yuwenshang mercilessly.
He didn't know why Yuwenshang refused to let him return to Sihai City, but thinking of the suffering he suffered outside these years, in his heart, he didn't have much affection for Yuwenshang.
As for what he said before to avenge his brother, it was just that he believed that Yuwen's people could not die in the hands of others in vain. He did not have much sadness in his heart for Yuwenshang's death.
And compared to Yuwenshang's death, he is more concerned about the treasure left by Yuwenshang.
He still vaguely remembered that many years ago, Yuwenshang accidentally told him that in Dingyuanfang, the huge wealth of Yuwen family was buried.
It is precisely because of this that after the destruction of the Yuwen family, he did not choose to escape from the city the first time. The team has been wandering here for a long time, but they have not been able to find the treasure left by Yuwen's family.
"Brother, you are the younger brother of City Lord Yuwen, don't you know the specific location of the treasure of Yuwen's house?" the young man frowned and asked.
Yu Wenlie shook his head: "Big brother, he has always been cautious in doing things, how can he tell me such an important thing?"
Hearing this, the young man was silent for a while, and then said: "Brother, otherwise we won't look for it. The Jia family's hidden guards are all pervasive. Many people here have already seen us. If our whereabouts are exposed because of this With Jia Wenzhe's temperament, he will surely kill us."
Hearing what the young man said, Yu Wenlie was silent for a while, but in the end he shook his head and said,
No, the treasure of Yuwen’s family must be found. Big brother is dead. Now it should belong to me, Yuwenlie. It must not fall to others. Hands."
The young man felt helpless and followed Yu Wenlie for many years. He knew Yu Wenlie's temper very well. Since he said so, Yu Wenlie would never leave until he found the treasure.
"Brother, is there no clue?" the young man asked.
"Clue?" Yu Wenlie was about to shake his head, but suddenly a flash of light flashed in his eyes, "Come with me."
After finishing speaking, Yu Wenlie took the lead to walk out of the ruined building and walked towards the east of Dingyuanfang. The young man and others hurriedly followed after seeing this.
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"Yang Xiao, are you sure there will be monks here?"
A certain dilapidated street, Zhang Yifeng's voice came, and this sentence was naturally addressed to Yang Xiao.
On the way they came just now, they met quite a few people, but those people were ordinary people without the slightest level of cultivation, and he did not feel the fluctuations of spiritual energy from the bodies of those monks.
And this place didn't look like a place where monks would come.
Hearing Zhang Yifeng's words, Yang Xiao nodded seriously and said: "My lord, the area we are in now is a mortal area. The place where monks stay, we have to walk inside to get there."
Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng nodded, and continued on with Yang Xiao.
When they came to a relatively large house, Yang Xiao stopped.
Looking at the house in front of him, Yang Xiao turned around and said to Zhang Yifeng, "My lord, this is where the monks stay."
Zhang Yifeng nodded. Actually, there is no need for Yang Xiao to say. At this moment, he also felt a few faint aura fluctuations from the house, but his brows wrinkled immediately.
"My lord, what's the matter?"
Seeing Zhang Yifeng frowning, Yang Xiao asked with a puzzled look.
Zhang Yifeng did not speak, but made a silent gesture to Yang Xiao, then released his spiritual sense and looked inside the house.
When he saw the scene in the house clearly, his face suddenly changed slightly, and then an angry look appeared in his eyes and said to Yang Xiao, "Go."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked to the door of the house, opened the door of the house and walked in.
When Yang Xiao saw this, he was a little unsure, but he still followed.
In the house yard, in a dilapidated hall, there were more than a dozen monks lying on the ground. At this time, each of these monks had blue noses and swollen faces, lying on the ground constantly moaning and wailing.
Around them, there were more than a dozen monks with violent auras, and the monk headed by them was the younger brother of Yuwenshang, Yuwenlie.
At this moment, Yu Wenlie looked at the people lying on the ground with sharp eyes, and asked coldly: "I will give you one last chance, where is the formation?"
No one answered Yu Wenlie's words, the eyes of everyone lying on the ground looking at Yu Wenlie were filled with monstrous hatred.
Upon seeing this, Yu Wenlie sneered a few times, and then his spiritual power surged, and saw that he lifted the monk closest to him, broke the monk's neck instantly, and threw the monk's body aside.
"Beast, you must die!"
Seeing Yu Wenlie killing his companion with such cruel means, a young monk lying on the ground looked at Yu Wenlie with resentment, and began to curse.
Yu Wenlie glanced at the monk coldly, and said in a cold tone: "From now on, if you don't tell me where the formation is, I will kill one person every three breaths, until I kill you. So far!"
"Now, the timing begins!"
When everyone lying on the ground heard Yu Wenlie's words, their expressions all changed, and a look of despair appeared in their eyes.
Nevertheless, no one answered Yu Wenlie's words.
Seeing this scene, Yu Wenlie's eyes flashed a touch of hostility, before the three breaths time came, he killed another person.
When everyone saw this, they all yelled.
But Yu Wenlie just smiled coldly and said to everyone: "I have limited patience. If you don't want your people to die, just tell me where the battle is."
Meeting Yuwen's fierce eyes, a thin young monk lying on the ground looked at a middle-aged monk beside him, and said in a whining, "Uncle Yun, or let us tell him. If we don't say anything, everyone dying."
The middle-aged monk looked at the young monk sharply and asked, "Are you afraid of death?"