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417 Going to sea(2/2)

Seeing Wei He pass by him in the blink of an eye and disappearing at the end of the mountain road, Ouyang Luo's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes and he almost spit out fire.

He was jealous, jealous of Wei He's obviously poor qualifications.

We obviously entered the inner mountain at the same time as him.

Why is he so lucky to be favored by the sect master and receive so many resources for training?

Why should he have to rely on himself and his elders to cultivate hard.

The reason why Wei He has become so strong now must be because the sect master secretly piled a lot of cultivation resources on him.

If he could get that level of resources, he would definitely perform better than Wei He!

Ouyang Luo was slightly drunk, but now, amplified by jealousy, it became like a prairie fire and uncontrollable.

In addition, Shangguan Xing and Wei He's previous flirting behavior.

The anger in his heart became even more uncontrollable.

"My Lord," Shangguan Xing quietly returned to him, "The kumquat wine you asked for is here."

Snap!

Ouyang Luo slapped Shangguan Xing on the face with his backhand.

After all the strength was lost, Shangguan Xing's cheek was slapped so hard that it became swollen.

She covered her face in shock and incomprehension, and the drink in her hand spilled all over the floor and rolled to the ground.

"Go back!" Ouyang Luo growled, his eyes red.

The real person has great power over his own strongman.

In fact, most wrestlers have poor qualifications. If they no longer have the status and qualifications of a wrestler, they cannot continue to stay in the blessed land.

In this way, with their strength and qualifications, after leaving the blessed land, they will definitely be alienated soon, and then be attacked and killed.

Xuanmiao Sect also has strict punishment measures for real people who have alienated themselves outside.

The sect will send out experts to execute them.

Therefore, once alienated, it is equivalent to physical death.

Shangguan Xing's eyes were downcast, and her heart was filled with sadness. Anger, humiliation, and pain were mixed together. She wanted to resist, but due to external reasons, she could only suppress it and endure it.

More than once, she imagined that if she had become Wei He's strongman, her life might be much better than now.

Recently, Ouyang Luo's temper has become more and more violent and twisted because of his growing jealousy of Wei He.

She was also often abused, beaten and kicked, and all kinds of strange and cruel methods were implemented on her.

Several times, even with her talented body, she almost couldn't bear it and was seriously injured.

"Get out!" Ouyang Luo roared.

It wasn't until Shangguan Xing was driven away that he panted and walked all the way towards his residence.

Returning to his mansion, Ouyang Luo abandoned all his servants and went directly to his training room.

He wanted to catch up with Wei He, so he spent a lot of time practicing on weekdays.

Only this time, when he was trying to calm down and prepare to continue practicing.

On the futon where he usually sits cross-legged, there is an inexplicable extra letter.

Ouyang Luo looked around and called his servants.

"Who entered my practice room just now!?"

The servant shook his head.

"Sir, this room has been sealed since you left last time. We don't even dare to come in and clean it without your permission."

Ouyang Luo looked at the empty walls, windows, and smooth floors around him.

There are no traces anywhere.

The warning devices he deployed did not leave any mark.

If someone could conceal his arrangement and quietly come in and put down the envelope, then he must be a master whose strength far exceeds his.

But why would a master of this level seek him out?

Ouyang Luo dismissed his servants, closed the door, and came to the futon.

Warm sunlight casts down from the slit in the ceiling window and shines on the envelope in his hand.

There was a faint and strange mark on the light yellow envelope.

On the cover, there is a line of clear writing, which slowly emerges under the sunlight.

Ouyang Luo just glanced at that sentence and his face changed color.

He thought that no one would notice that matter, but now he was unearthed by such a letter.

His heart was tense and his face turned a little pale.

If the sect knew what he had done back then, he would probably lose everything he had in an instant.
Chapter completed!
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