Chapter: 1132

The people who were around the scene whispered to each other.�

Pyo-wol walked forward and passed through the crowd.

When Pyo-wol finally arrived in front, Pyo-wol�s face hardened.

In the middle of a circle of people stood a little boy with blood on his face. And a man was lying face down in front of the boy.

Pyo-wol looked at the boy.

�Soma.�

Hearing his voice, the boy turned his head and looked at Pyo-wol.

�Brother!�

The boy who looked at Pyo-wol with a puzzled expression was Soma.

Pyo-wol approached Soma.

�What happened?�

�That�s��

Soma couldn�t explain properly.

There was the sword, Gongbu, in his hands. And it was bloody. Given the circumstances, the blood seemed to be from the man lying on the floor.

Pyo-wol turned the man�s body over. Then a familiar face appeared.

It was a man with one eye.�

Hong Mugwang.�

Pyo-wol remembered him clearly because he took one of his eyes with his own hands.

Even without checking his pulse, Pyo-wol already knew he was dead. There were large and small wounds all over Hong Mugwang�s body.�

Pyo-wol stared blankly at Hong Mugwang�s face.

There was also blood flowing from his eyes, nose and ears.

As if he couldn�t believe his own death, Hong Mugwang had his remaining eyes wide open.�

Pyo-wol looked at Soma again.

Soma shook his head vigorously and said,

�We might have fought, but I didn�t kill him. I really swear!�

�Okay.�

After Pyo-wol nodded, he heard,�

�How dare you commit murder in the Wudang sect?! For a little guy to have such strength.�

A cold voice suddenly came from among the people.

The people surrounding Soma and Pyo-wol parted ways and six men walked out. The men who radiated a cold atmosphere were Jang Muyeon and the warriors of the White Tiger Sword Corps. JrNovels.com