"Ah Zhu!" Mu Wan stared out the window with her beautiful eyes, her expression was invisible under the black veil, and she murmured.

In the illusion, she had seen Azhu's short life. She didn't know what kind of mood to treat her sister she had never met. If it were Zhong Ling, she could speak ill of sarcastic words. With Zhong Ling's innocent and lively personality, she would only laugh without caring about it. However, facing Azhu, even Mu Wanqing rarely felt pity.

"Based on time, Azhu is now seriously injured, and the Shaolin Vajra palm is extremely powerful. How painful should she be for a little girl to receive this palm? Even if Xiao Feng protects her life, such torture is worse than death."

Mu Wanqing thought silently in her heart, and a trace of worry flashed between her eyebrows. Thinking of this, she could no longer sit still, so she got up and left.

Wang shook his wine glass: "Even if Miss Mu hurried over, it would be useless. A Zhu was injured by Xuan Ci's Vajra palm power, and his internal organs were damaged. Looking at the world, there would be no more than a palm that could save A Zhu, but there was no Miss Mu in this."

Mu Wanqing said: "Doctor Xue will save Azhu."

Wang Dong smiled: "Are Miss Mu very sure?"

Mu Wanqing was silent for a while. In the illusion, Xue Muhua did take action to cure Azhu, but the illusion was not reality after all. In fact, she still believed and half-doubted, and couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Suddenly, her eyes turned and fell on Wang Dong again, and her voice was cold: "I know you must have a way to save Azhu."

"Not bad, so you don't have to worry. Let me go to a place first!" Wang Dong threw a silver ingot at the table and got up and went down the restaurant.

Mu Wanqing blinked, pondered slightly, and followed closely.

The largest gang in this city is called "Seven Star Hall". It controls most of the shops and restaurants in the city. It has strong financial resources and the built residence occupies a majestic area and is majestic.

Wang Dong changed into a black robe, walked past the rushing bluestone street, walked down a stone bridge, and soon arrived at the Qixing Hall. He watched with his hands behind his back.

"What are you doing here?" Mu Wanqing said in confusion.

Wang Dong stood outside the door and looked into the mansion.

Eight disciples of the Seven Star Hall with swords and swords guarded the left and right. Seeing Wang Dong, Mu Wanqing and the other two stopped outside the hall, neither coming in nor leaving, but peeping in with their eyes. A big man immediately shouted, "Who are you? Is it because you dare to spy on my Seven Star Hall? "

While speaking, the big man kept glanced at Mu Wanqing. Although Mu Wanqing covered her beautiful face with a black gauze, she only had her beautiful eyes and beautiful eyes. Her slender and fair jade hands were enough to make people guess her beauty, which added a little bit of imagination.

The Qixing Hall is rich and powerful, and is used to being arrogant and domineering in the local area. The disciples of the disciples are also infected with their habits. When the man saw that he was tempted, he was about to scare him a few more words. Wang Dong chuckled, with his two fingers in the middle of the food and fingers as a sword. Xuxu slashed the huge golden plaque of the "Qianxing Hall" on the mansion. There was only a loud bang. The plaque seemed to be slashed by a lightning bolt, exploding inch, and countless pieces splashed everywhere.

The eight big men felt the thunder roaring in their ears, buzzing, and deaf for a moment.

However, as the loud noise shook, a roar of scolding suddenly sounded in the Qixing Hall, and for a while, the sound of people was crowded, accompanied by rapid footsteps, hundreds of men and women in high-end clothes rushed out of the main house.

The Seven Star Hall originally had a sword formation that fits the Big Dipper Seven Stars, but since the two hall masters died, the sword formation was naturally useless. Later, it was simplified and turned into a five-person sword formation. The four hall masters first used sword nets to circle the opponent, and then the hall master launched a violent attack to seize the enemy's life.

This method has been tried and done. With these five-person sword formations, Seven Star Hall defeated the masters of several other gangs in the city and dominated the local area.

However, the owner of the hall never dreamed that he had just stabbed the sword of killing and the four brothers had been knocked away. There was a look of horror in his eyes and an extremely bad heart. Unfortunately, his sword technique had not yet reached the point of being able to retract and release it. The sword was shot with all his strength, and it was hard to retract it.

Soon, a hint of joy appeared on his face. Wang Dong stood still, as if he was stunned, and let the sword stab at the middle of his eyebrows.

Swish!

Wang shook his head and suddenly opened his mouth. The sword stabbed out by the lobby owner seemed to be wrapped in a bright white light for a moment. He bit into his mouth with a whoosh and started chewing it. The sound of metal and iron sounded, and when he spit it out, it had become a piece of iron residue.

The lobby owner stopped rushing forward and was completely stunned. Not only him, but also the living people present were stunned at this moment, with their bodies trembling and fearful inexplicably.

Mu Wanqing was also stunned for a long time, but she couldn't hide her surprise. She couldn't help but ask, "What kind of magic is this?"

"This is not a magic trick, but a martial art! It is the iron-chewing skill of the Demon Cult in the past!" Wang Dong looked at her and said, but who could believe everyone present?

"How?" Wang Dong said again, the question was naturally the owner of the lobby this time.

The owner of the lobby finally came to his senses. Under Wang Dong's eyes, his body was as strong as a sieve. His knees were weak and he knelt down: "Sir, please spare me, the villain is willing to submit, I will be yourselves!"

"Very good! Sure enough, those who know the times are heroes!" Wang Dong reached out to grab the enemy, condensed the energy into ice, and shot a life and death talisman into the main body of the hall, and said lightly: "This life and death talisman is given to you, so that you can teach you to do your best to do your best. From today on, the Seven Star Hall will be incorporated into the command of my Demon Sect, and my name will be the Demon Lord!"

He reached out and grabbed it again, and water vapor from the void poured in, and a ghost mask transformed from ice appeared in his palm.

Wang Dong gently covered the ice mask of the ghost face on his face, making everyone feel an indescribable chill.

In fact, even Murong Bo, Duan Yanqing and others have planted the life and death talisman by Wang Dong. He is not afraid that these people will escape from his control, but if there is no threat to the life and death talisman, Murong Bo and others are afraid that they will not be able to do things well.

Moreover, Wang Dong has now established the Demon Sect and transformed into the Demon Lord. This is his identity on the dark side and needs to be kept secret. Of course, he has to put a tight hoop on Murong Bo, Duan Yanqing and others.

"Jianghu, Jianghu, this riverhu has been deserted for too long, it's time to put some pressure on you...!" Wang Dong's black robe, the windless wind, and the supreme heavenly devil's great freedom flowed naturally, and his whole body seemed to have a strange and charming aura.
Chapter completed!