V6.Chapter 155

Name:Martial God Author:Cang Tian Bai He
After three bows and nine taps, Yu wusheng stood up, and his forehead was already bloody red.

The only explanation is that the strong man in yixiantian was hurt like this when he kowtowed. He deliberately suppressed his true Qi.

These nine bangs had knocked everything out of his heart. Then, Yu wusheng said goodbye. His eyes were still so firm and fanatical, which seemed to completely cut off all the worldly relationships, and there was no trace of concern anymore.

Yu mufei's feet finally stepped out, and he left the gate with a nearly panic pace straight and non-stop for a moment.

He even forgot to close the gate, so he rushed out.

The door closed slowly. At the moment when the door was completely closed, a ray of reflection from a bald head fell into the room, illuminating Yu wusheng's fearless face.

Mr. Yu watched the scene quietly, and his expression did not fluctuate.

He Yiming felt a chill in his heart, and his view of this person has greatly changed.

Yu wusheng can also be regarded as his kindred. Even if he is not a direct descendant, the blood relationship will never be too far away.

However, in order to exercise the body of five elements and promote the peak of humanity, he actually chose to sacrifice his descendants to perfect himself today.

For a time, he Yiming only felt that the ethical principles were normal, which seemed to become an absolute joke at this moment.

However, when his eyes glanced at Yu wusheng's face and saw his firm and determined eyes, he was confused again.

Whether this choice is right or wrong, necessary or cold-blooded, he is at a loss!

He Yiming suddenly found that his understanding of human nature was still far from enough.

Perhaps, human nature is like a Shinto, and he can't understand it at the moment.

Yu wusheng picked up a small porcelain vase in front of him. He gently opened it, and suddenly a strange fragrance came to his nostrils.

He Yiming himself is master Dandao. He sniffed it gently and knew that the pills in it were extremely precious. But the faint pungent smell mixed with the fragrance also made he Yiming understand that this is a pill that can stimulate human potential.

Yu wusheng poured out the pill without hesitation. It was a red pill the size of a longan. He Yiming's nose twitched hard for several times.

The smell stimulated his nerves and made him think of something faintly.

Suddenly, the smell suddenly occurred to his mind, and he couldn't help blurting out: "blood clotting beads?"