The two masters were shocked at the same time, and then they remembered Wu Yong's existence.

If it is normal, any two masters fight each other, if there is a third master next to you, no one will really fight to the death, for fear that the third person will take advantage of it.

But today, the old woman and Xiong Modi were really infuriated, and Wu Yong was too easily ignored, so the two masters started fighting selflessly.

Unfortunately, although Wu Yong is not a master, the Sha Nu Huang Ziwei he summoned is a fearful character. Even the old woman with evil eyes and Xiong Modi were not sure to be wary of the Sha Nu Huang Ziwei's sneak attack, let alone the two of them were in a death fight.

As a result, the two masters tragically fell into the hands of Wu Yong, a mere general warrior.

Whether it was the Thunder Fire Puppet or the Body-Body Zombie, they all staggered in place, and no one dared to move for a moment. The entire space was like a frozen picture.

"Why don't you move? Fight! Don't you want to live anymore? There is no need to fight so much. I'll help you finish your lives!" Wu Yong's voice was like the judgment of the god of death, and it made people feel cold all over his body.

"Big... the boss, this... I can't blame me for this. You have also seen it. It's the old woman who is evil, and she is attacking her brothers..."

"I saw it all, there is no need for you to tell me again! What happened to the right guardian? It's for no reason, why did you do the torture and killing? You have a strong taste!" Wu Yong said sideways.

"It's not that I was angry for no reason, but that the behavior of these robbers is outrageous. Everything I did to them was what they did to the slaves. I also let them taste the taste of being abused. What's wrong with me!" The old woman with evil eyes shouted loudly with reason.

"Slave? What slave?" Wu Yong frowned and asked in confusion.

"It is the human beings who were saved by us. These robbers in the green mountains are idle and enjoy abuse of slaves. They are more cruel than fighting for whom, and can bring more pain to the slaves!" said the old woman with evil eyes angrily.

"What--" Wu Yong's face suddenly looked ugly, "Xiong Modi, does Cuishan Thieves still have this kind of thing?"

"It's just some blood food, and the final belonging is just to bury the zombie's belly. Brothers practice their hands when they are free to increase their evil spirits. What's wrong with it?" Xiong Modi said with a sensation.

Wu Yong's face looked even more ugly and he said gloomy, "So... is this the routine of Cuishan thieves?"

Xiong Modi keenly discovered Wu Yong's displeasure. Although he couldn't figure out what was worth making a fuss about this matter, he needed to get Wu Yong's help at this time, so Wu Yong's words would be the imperial edict.

Xiong Modi quickly changed his words, "This kind of unhealthy trend is an inherent tradition in the past, but it is definitely a bad habit and cannot be encouraged. Please abolish it. If anyone dares to commit it again in the future, throw it into the desert to feed the yellow corpse!"

Wu Yong was filled with anger. Although he knew Xiong Modi was different from each other, he had no choice. Although for Wu Yong, living people, dead people, are the same, and pulling them into the fan can enrich the spiritual attributes of the fan, Wu Yong, who has been human for two lifetimes, always doesn't want to see living people being abused. How special it takes to be so good!

Wu Yong could not always keep staring at these slaves. If he could rely on government orders to restrain Cuishan thieves and protect those slaves, Wu Yong would be at ease.

"Okay! Since the Left Guardian has this proposal, let's set a rule here. No one will do cruel things in the future. Otherwise, throw them into the desert to feed the yellow corpse, who has any objection?" Wu Yong glanced around.

Who dares to have any objection at this time? Many Cuishan thieves were bound in the air and were slaughtered by others. The two masters of the old woman and Xiong Modi were controlled by Sha Nu Huang Zi Guard. There was only Wu Yong, the free man. At this time, Wu Yong's words were the divine will. Who dares to explode the thorns?

A silence!

"Since there is no objection, then it's decided!" Wu Yong rarely toughened once.

The two Shaqi Huang Zi Guards put down the two masters, and the old woman was still dissatisfied with her blood-red eyes staring at the many green mountain thieves in the air, as if they could choose someone to eat at any time.

"I'm so angry that the old woman has not let go of all my brothers. Do you want to rebel?" Xiong Modi said angrily.

The old woman with evil gritted her teeth and looked at Wu Yong. Finally, she put down the people in the air. Of course, she would not let go of her. She beat her hard and screamed.

"You--" Xiong Modibao glared at his eyes and was about to take action again.

I heard the old woman with evil snorting coldly, "Master, sorry, if such a thing happened, I can't stay here anymore. I'll leave Cuishan now. From now on, I will never want to see anyone robbed in Cuishan again! Goodbye-"

"Wait!" Wu Yong called out to the old woman Eye, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Don't treat everyone as a fool, I want to hear the real reason why you left!"

"Is the real reason for my departure... important? Anyway, I will not live long after the blessing of the Cuishan thief. If it weren't for your sake, I would have to settle Cuishan today! Unfortunately, I'm seriously injured now, I'm afraid you won't watch me destroy the Cuishan thief!"

Before Wu Yong could speak, Xiong Modi couldn't help it and said angrily, "How did I offend you, Cuishan Thief, have you targeted us like this!"

"Before today, the Cuishan thieves had nothing to do with me, but after today, I wish I could see one Cuishan thief and kill one!" said the old woman with evil eyes.

Wu Yong's heart moved and said, "Is it because of those slave warriors who were traitored by Cuishan?"

"Not bad! It's because of this!" The old woman in Eyeye smiled sadly, "There is a person inside that is very important to me. Unfortunately, she was cruelly to death by the Cuishan thief. And my opportunity to advance to the Soul Realm disappeared..."

Sure enough, the old woman in Eye was because of those slave warriors! The purpose of her coming to the Yellow Corpse Desert was to be for these slaves, but later she was very interested in the concrete laws manipulated by Wu Yong, so when the old woman in Eye was furious, Wu Yong had already thought that it was probably because the target that the old woman in Eye was looking for was crippled among those slave warriors.

However, I didn't expect that it was even more serious than Wu Yong imagined. It was an opportunity for the old woman to advance to the soul realm, and was robbed by Cuishan! This is no less than the great revenge of killing her father and mother. For some warriors who are indifferent to family affection, the only great revenge that affects the advancement is simply the only great revenge that never ends!

"What's going on? Are there any swearers among these slaves who have the Heavenly Eye Soul Oath related to you?" Wu Yong thought of the malicious oath. Any swear that affects the advancement of the soul realm of Martial Peak Warriors can be regarded as a malicious soul oath. Some people may be unintentional, or the oath they make is not a negative oath, but it may also affect others' advancement of the soul realm, and it is also a malicious soul oath.

The old woman in Eye shook her head and said, "If it's just a malicious soul oath, it would be better to say. I can find the location of the relevant person through the malicious soul oath! If I only take one person away from the yellow corpse desert, Xiong Modi and the corpse zombies will never be able to stop me! Unfortunately, the person I am looking for has nothing to do with the malicious soul oath. Just among the blood of tens of thousands of slaves, I need to distinguish one by one... But I am still one step later, and my target was tortured to death by these Cuishan thieves!"

The old woman with evil eyes was extremely resentful. It seemed that the thief of Cuishan had caused a big trouble. If the old woman with evil eyes was allowed to leave today, it would be a disaster in the future!

"How do you know which one is your target? Maybe you made a mistake!" Xiong Modi defended.

"I can't make it wrong! If you see that sign, you won't make it wrong!" said the old woman with evil eyes.

"What exactly is it?" Wu Yong asked curiously.

The old woman with evil eyes raised her chin and said, "I saw that person is not there!"

Wu Yong looked back and saw that it was a male warrior in a slave costume, who had been cut into a stick with a human ear cut out, his eyes were hollowed out, his tongue cut off, and his limbs were gone. He was covered in blood, and he seemed to have vented more and had less energy. Maybe he would become a corpse in the next second.

"You can recognize this as your target?" Wu Yong was very puzzled. At least, he could not recognize what this person originally looked like.

"Look at the arm next to him, in his palm!" said the old woman with evil eyes.

Wu Yong signaled Xiong Modi to look over with his eyes. Xiong Modi walked over with anger, turned on the arm, and suddenly shouted, "Purple Eye Clan!"

"Now you understand why I got angry!" said the old woman with evil eyes coldly.

Xiong Modi's body seemed to be frozen, frozen in place, and his body was no longer changed.

"What Zitong Clan, I'll take a look!" Wu Yong couldn't wait for Xiong Modi's reply for a long time, and couldn't help but be curious, and walked over to look at the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, Wu Yong felt that the entire space had stagnated, all the air was frozen, and there was no more distracting thoughts. His brain was blank, and all the essence, energy, spirit, and soul were attracted by a purple eye in the palm of the hand.

Lifelike! Although it is a painting growing in the palm of your hand, anyone who looks at it will think that this should be a real eye, embedded in the palm of your hand. It seems to have a magic power. Even if the arm is broken, it does not seem to affect the vitality of the purple-eyed eye. It is still so conspicuous. As long as you see this hand, you will definitely notice this eye first.

And this purple-eyed eye is so familiar that Wu Yong misses its owner almost every day... Qiu Zining! That purple-eyed eye is clearly Qiu Zining's eyes!

Wu Yong grabbed the man's stick violently, shook it back and forth, and kept shouting, "Say! Where did you get the purple eyes? Tell me--"

Unfortunately, that man was dying, so he could not withstand Wu Yong's shaking so much. He swallowed his last breath and left the world unwillingly.
Chapter completed!