"It seems that Sheng Wuzong already knew about the deaths of Song Xuan and the other three, and now he has pointed the finger at you." Zhuo Wen said calmly.

"Master Qin, what should I do now?" Zhao Ge asked in a panic.

"Leaving Wuyou Realm, the farther you go, the better." Zhuo Wen said calmly.

Zhao Ge nodded, and then said hesitantly, "Master Qin, what is the antidote for my infant-eating Gu?"

"take it."

Zhuo Wen flicked his fingers and handed Zhao Ge a simple and unpretentious pill.

Zhao Ge took the pill, smiled happily, cupped his hands at Zhuo Wen, and hurriedly fled towards the opposite direction of Shengwu City.

Now that he is wanted by Shengwuzong, how dare he enter Shengwu City and throw himself into the trap.

"Sheng Wuzong's reaction is really fast."

Zhuo Wen didn't pay attention to Zhao Ge who left, but directly stepped into Shengwu City.

Undoubtedly, Shengwu City is full of turmoil and security at this moment. On the huge street, groups of disciples dressed in Shengwuzong's costumes are constantly checking the surroundings.

Zhuo Wen was even questioned a few times, but Zhuo Wen answered fluently, and quickly dismissed the interrogation of the disciples of Shengwuzong.

"I can't go if I'm drunk and rich, I have to find another inn and stay first."

Looking at the scene of the surrounding vegetation full of soldiers, Zhuo Wen shook his head, then quickly left the street, chose a rather inconspicuous inn at random, opened a guest room in it, and checked in.

"Qin Wen's name should not be used anymore, then Zhao Ge may not be able to escape from Wuyou Realm."

Sitting cross-legged in the dark room, Zhuo Wen murmured in a low voice, his facial muscles squirmed again, and his originally handsome face began to become mediocre and honest.

If Zhuo Wen had been a heroic son before, now he is a mountain village boy, and he can reveal a row of white and flawless teeth when he smiles, looking quite dry.

"The new name is He Wen!"

...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was a month in a blink of an eye. This month, people in Shengwu City were in panic. Shengwuzong almost dispatched all disciples of the sect to search for Zhao Ge.

And Zhuo Wen would go out to inquire every day. Now his only purpose is Wu Zhantian, the son of Marquis Wu. After Wu Zhantian is destroyed, he intends to return to the Shenyou Realm and wait for the start of the Nine Nether Realm.

After all, time is limited, and it is impossible for Zhuo Wen to retaliate one by one, it is really a waste of time.

After the Wuyoujing revenge plan is completed, Zhuo Wen plans to take revenge on the remaining Youjings at the Jiuyou Conference.

"I heard that Zhao Ge was arrested yesterday, and now he has been escorted back to Shengwuzong."

"This Zhao Ge is really daring enough to collude with outsiders to strangle Song Xuan, Mu Wende, and Lin Anyan, the three personal disciples of the Holy Martial Sect. There is something wrong with his mind."

"I heard that Zhao Ge was instigated by someone behind him. It is said that it was a young man named Qin Wen. What's even more inconceivable is that it was Qin Wen who killed the three of Song Xuan."

"This Qin Wen is so powerful. Where did he come from to kill three direct disciples of the Saint Martial Sect with his own strength?"

Walking out of the inn, Zhuo Wen was in the restaurant, and heard many warriors talking about it.

Among them, Qin Wen's name was widely spread in the entire Shengwu City, and he single-handedly killed three personal disciples of Shengwuzong, including Song Xuan, a half-sage.

In addition, Qin Wen was not very old, so as soon as the word got out, Qin Wen's reputation was established in Shengwu City.

"Shut up all of you, I will tear anyone's mouth apart if they dare to mention Qin Wen again."

Suddenly, a soft humming sound full of anger resounded in the inn, and then the people who were discussing hotly all died down one after another, and their eyes fell on the source of the sound.

It was a table closer to the window, and there were seven figures sitting on the table, five men and two women respectively, and it was a young woman who jumped up against the table.

This woman was wearing a long green dress, her lips were very thin, revealing a hint of meanness. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were full of evil, and she stared at the other commentators around her very unkindly.

"It's Wu Yerong, the daughter of Marquis Wu. I didn't expect her to be in this inn. It's really unlucky."

Those warriors who were talking about it just now were silent like cicadas, and they didn't dare to refute or make a sound. This Wu Yerong has a lot of background, and they dare not be presumptuous.

"Wuhou's daughter?"

Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes dangerously, retreated to a corner, and watched the scene in the inn coldly.

"What's the matter? Wasn't the discussion very cheerful just now? Why are you silent now?" Wu Yerong said bitterly.

The inn became very quiet, no one spoke, who would dare to talk nonsense in front of Wuhou's daughter. JrNovels.com