Mu Qiubei's words made me suddenly wake up.

My grandfather said: I won’t meet me within three years. But he saved my life at the critical moment.

If I accidentally bumped into my master’s plan in Sanyan Gate, the maid in red, and Jiumen Town, what happened to Baiyun Tower?

I have not notified my master about Baiyun Tower in advance. How could he appear in Yuntian Villa at a critical moment?

My grandfather not only slaughtered Baiyun Tower, but also set up an open plot to force Ren Yangping to attack Yuntian Villa.

If my grandfather does not have the ability to predict the future, it means that my grandfather knows everything about me.

I can't figure it out no matter how hard I think about it. Why does my grandfather always appear in front of me at the most critical moment?

Seeing that my face was not good, Mu Qiubei quickly sent a message and said, "Wu Wen, don't think too much. This may be a coincidence."

I hope it is a coincidence, too!

What I am afraid of is that my grandfather is going to peek at the secrets of heaven for me.

Since ancient times, those who peek at the secrets of heaven will be severely punished by the laws of heaven. Peeking means changing, and changing is equivalent to going against the will of heaven.

I know that my master is good at fortune-telling, but he hid his fortune-telling technique at the bottom of the box, and I didn't even see it.

If so, my master peeked at the secret of heaven...

I couldn't help but shivered.

While I was still thinking about it, Ren Yangping finally made up his mind: "Baiyun Tower disciples gather together."

Most of the remaining disciples in Baiyun Tower walked towards Ren Yangping. The two people standing on the edge just hesitated for a moment, and Ren Yangping waved his hand violently: "Kill!"

"The owner..." Before the two of them could beg for mercy, they were killed by the remaining two old Baiyun.

After Ren Yangping's eyes calmly swept over the two corpses, he slid over each of his faces one after another, and finally said slowly: "The people outside thought I only brought four disciples into the hotel. In fact, there were disciples from Baiyun Tower in the hotel. If you think carefully, I sent 120 people to the hotel. Now the only ones left are the more than 30 people in front of me."

"In theory, you are all the seeds of Baiyun Tower, and you will have to rebuild Baiyun Tower in the future. But now, I have to take you to the Yuntian Villa. I will take you to the death, and the principle of building Yuntian is very simple. That is to rescue the owner. Without the owner, it means that there is no soil, and no matter how many seeds there are, it will not take root or sprout. I hope you can understand this principle."

Someone whispered: "Aren't you the poster?"

Ren Yangping shook his head and said, "Baiyun Tower has always been two owners, one light and one dark. The owner in the bright place is actually the butler of Baiyun Tower. The real power of Baiyun Tower is in the hands of the owner. The owner is the foundation of Baiyun Tower. Even if Baiyun Tower is burned to the ground, as long as the owner is still there, he can make a comeback. So..."

Ren Yangping's voice sank: "We can all die, but the poster cannot make any mistakes."

Ren Yangping's eyes swept across everyone's faces again: "Old Xuan, send such a thing to the disciples! Leave one for me too. No matter what, you must rescue the poster. Do you understand?"

Old Xuan nodded and took out a gourd that seemed to be infected with blood from his backpack, solemnly opened the lid on the gourd, and poured something into one of the Baiyun Tower disciples.

As soon as the object was bought, the latter clenched his fists, as if he didn't want people to see what he was holding in his hand.

I looked at it several times in a row, but only saw that the thing rolling out of the gourd seemed to be a dark blue shiny orb. At first glance, it looked like a pill, but I couldn't smell the smell of the medicine.

I was still wondering what Ren Yangping was going to do, and Yuanhun's voice sounded in my ears: "Wu Wen, no matter what you think of me, please believe me now. In a while, Baiyunlou attacks Yuntian Villa, you must follow up immediately. Otherwise, you will be in danger."

I just frowned slightly and saw blood oozing out of the half-upped palm of the Baiyun Tower disciple. The blood oozing out from the fingers of the Baiyun Tower disciple was dripping from the ground at first, and then it went down a while. In less than a moment, the palm that the Baiyun Tower disciple held tightly turned into blood and fell to the ground.

Thirty Baiyun Tower disciples had obviously lost one arm, but they seemed to feel no pain at all. They stood there with their palms raised and kept motionless, allowing the wounds on their arms to spread upwards quickly.

After a few breaths, thirty right arms were on the shoulders.

After a moment, the thirty disciples were like wax figures burned by fire, and quickly turned into blood from their shoulders, but the heads were not lost at all.

After a while, a round blood pit appeared on the ground.

In each pool of blood, there was a melted disciple of Baiyun Tower. A series of blood pits were neatly arranged in two rows just like they did during their lifetime. The unmelted heads were still floating in the blood.

The only person left in the entire Baiyun Tower was Ren Yangping.

Yuanhun sent a message again: "Get ready, come soon!"

Before I could understand what the saying "come is coming" means. I saw a pair of horns breaking out from the human head and stretching into the sky like a cow's horn. The head, whose eyes were originally closed, was also wide open at this time, and it was not the cold air of the world, which overflowed from the human head and eyes. The blood on the ground was driven by some kind of force, standing up against the head. The bright red blood quickly turned into a body that looked like a human, connected to the head.

Incarnate as a ghost!

I subconsciously took a half step back!

The things that Mr. Xuan of Baiyunlou just fell into the hands of those people were either ghosts, gods, flesh and blood, or some kind of inner elixir. The disciples of Baiyunlou used secret techniques to make themselves briefly transformed into ghosts, gods, at the cost of flesh and blood.

After a while, thirty heads with horns, fangs exposed, and blood-red ghosts and gods stood in front of me. The ghosts and gods did not move, but the murderous aura on their bodies had gathered into the wind and whistled in the sky.

"Please rescue the poster!" Ren Yangping bowed to the end, and most of the ghosts turned around and roared straight for Yuntian Villa.

Lao Xuan slowly turned his mind with his four subordinates, staring at Mu Qiubei and me with cold eyes. Ren Yangping, who was standing in the distance, said to me in a deep voice: "I have taken Wu Zhengfei's plot. However, I will not give you another chance to use conspiracy. With your personality, you will definitely attack the poster forever. I will not sit idly by and watch this happen. So, I can only ask you to take a step first. Kill-"
Chapter completed!