Dream Picking Records

The other two saw it but didn't say anything, but they knew it very well. Given Murong Bowang's relationship with the Overlord, he would definitely find a way to get rid of the Overlord without anyone noticing after he was born.

Now the result seems obvious, but what on earth is the so-called Murong Sheng Wang? Is he really the illegitimate son of the clan leader?

But we should never be afraid of a thousand things, but be prepared for the worst.

The woman in white lowered her head and thought for a long time before making a decision that no one expected.

"Okay, you go first. Remember not to tarnish the reputation of the Murong family when you are outside."

"no!"

"I said let her go, don't you understand?"

The murderous intent in the white-clothed woman's tone made the two men shudder.

Wang Xiao was stunned, his eyes were always on the woman in white, meaning - I'm really leaving.

Then, Wang Xiao was escorted out of the branch by the three elders. Unlike his ease, the three elders felt their backs wet. The matter was true and false, and they didn't know what the final outcome would be.

After he walked away, he heard the two Taoist priests complaining in their arms.

"I thought we could get into their lair, what a pity."

"Isn't it? It's all because of that woman in white."

"What do you mean, brothers? If they catch me, you won't fight back?"

"Hehe, Lao Qin and I have the idea that if they don't want to hurt you, we won't do anything. Then we can just go into their clan and take a look."

Wang Xiao was sweating profusely. No wonder he had a bad feeling when they told him not to worry.

"It's okay, Old Pei. I quietly left a mark on them."

"As expected of you, Lao Qin."

While they were happy, they did not forget about their junior fellow apprentice.

Taoist Priest Qin asked, "Brother, why don't you stay at the Taoist sect for a few days? We plan to investigate further to see if there is any gain."

"Um... let's not do that for now. I think two of them won't let me go easily. I'm worried that they won't be able to find me and will implicate my friends in Bandit Mountain."

"Well, keep the two dolls. In times of crisis, we can release spiritual energy to activate them and briefly exert some of our strength. Once the energy is exhausted, they will be gone. You have to be careful!"

"I will, thank you, brother!"

On the other side, the four-member group of the Murong family each had their own ulterior motives.

The man in black sent a message to the woman in white: "Why did you let him go? I don't understand your intention."

"Haha, an illegitimate child is not good for the clan leader. His existence may affect our faction. Anyway, they want to kill that kid, so we might as well deliberately create some opportunities for them to kill with a borrowed knife. Murong Bowang is already dead. If he dies too, there will be no evidence for both of us. We just need to protect the safety of the Overlord."

The woman in green said to the man in gray, "Didn't the whole Western Region know about that guy? Find a chance to contact the assassin organization, and be quick!"

Although Wang Xiao had a premonition that Murong Bowang's group would not let him go so easily, he still returned to Feishan and waited for Han Mouren and the other two to come back, as he had something to explain to them.

At noon the next day, the sun was shining brightly.

Wang Xiao walked out of the gathering hall. He looked towards a nearby corner and smelled the scent of the hidden shadow skill.

"The eighth level of Guiyuan? The Murong family seems to be looking down on me."

He pretended not to notice and walked casually towards the killer's position.

As the position got closer and closer, the hiding figure felt that he could kill with one blow, and stabbed the dagger into Wang Xiao's forehead without hesitation.

Swift as the wind and powerful as lightning.

Wang Xiao simply stretched out two fingers and clamped it, preventing it from moving forward.

After the attack failed, the killer decisively discarded the dagger and left, blending into the space again.

"Where did you come from, you bastard? How dare you fight me in an open and honest way?"

He then pretended not to know where the person was, and angrily shot the dagger randomly, causing a huge rock to explode.

"I am not someone you can easily mess with. If you don't come out, I will ask the god of thunder to strike you, a bunch of sneaky thieves."

The killer remained unmoved and went around behind him. Wang Xiao immediately used the Nine Thunder Technique, which seemed to be striking down the bandit mountain without any targeting, but was actually secretly striking at the killer behind him. The killer had good conduct and remained motionless even after being struck until he was charred.

Wang Xiao took chaotic steps and gave the killer a chance to launch a sneak attack.

A cold light cut through the space, spreading with a thick bloody aura, and was about to cut off his neck. Wang Xiao turned around and punched the blood sword away.

At the same time, a bloody sword shot out from behind him and went straight to his heart.

This is the second hidden killer coming out.

Wang Xiao had already noticed their presence, and kicked the blood sword again.

The successive attacks were easily resolved by the opponent, and the two people in the dark were in doubt. They had heard about Wang Xiao's deeds in the bandit mountain a long time ago, and only after fighting in person did they know how difficult the opponent was.

Quick reaction? Out of confidence in their concealment skills, they didn't think they would be exposed.

"How can you be considered an expert if you can only hide in the dark? I welcome everyone to compete head-on!"

Wang Xiao then continued with "Impotent Rage", which made them feel a little relieved.

Killer No. 1 seized the opportunity and stabbed out a fatal blow again. Wang Xiao's palm glowed and he grasped the sword to kill.

Number One was secretly delighted. The sword was extremely poisonous and specifically targeted at monks. The opponent's recklessness increased his confidence in success.

Unexpectedly, Wang Xiao safely grasped the sword, dragged him towards him along with the sword, and punched him in the head. Killer No. 1 hastily twisted his body, causing the punch to only land on his shoulder. With a snap, his entire left arm was shattered.

Wang Xiao did not give him a chance to hide. He caught up with his retreating body and kicked him through the chest again.

"Isn't the other person coming out yet?"

Only his voice echoed in the quiet hilltop. The killer was seriously injured but did not wail. Wang Xiao saw that the second killer was unmoved and prepared to end his life.

"Your companions probably ran away, so you can die."

He deliberately slowed down the speed of finishing off the enemy, hoping to draw out the killer's sneak attack, but he didn't expect that the killer didn't care about his companion's life or death at all. As Wang Xiao's fist fell, the soul of the number one killer was shattered, but there was resentment in his eyes.

At this moment, he saw the identity of the people coming, and he didn't expect that they were assassins from the Holy Pavilion. At this moment, he suddenly realized that it was no wonder that when he first met Murong Hanhai, the other party's hiding skills were so familiar.

The Murong family is still related to the Holy Pavilion? A trace of doubt arose in his heart.

He knew where the second killer was hiding, but he was not in a hurry to take action because there was another killer hiding in the distance and he was afraid of scaring that person away.

"If you hide your head and show your tail, you will never achieve anything in your life."

Wang Xiao spat, turned and left.

Just as he turned around, three killing swords appeared silently in the void again, pointing at his forehead, throat and heart respectively.

"It's not over yet!"

He roared loudly, and pressed his hands against the killing sword on his forehead and throat, and the ice silk armor had already been mobilized.

The second killer thought he had succeeded, and appeared in front of him, trying to take the opportunity to kill him, but the sword that stabbed into his chest broke directly. His pupils shrank, and it was too late to retreat.