C42 (2/2)
The disciple who is competing with me has bloodshot eyes and a violent personality. He is not afraid of death at all, and if I were to retreat even the slightest bit, he would pounce on me like a mad dog! This situation was basically the same as when Mao Fei died. At that time, Mao Fei looked like he had gone insane.
Mao Fei was not afraid of death. If he was a normal Mao Fei, how would he have the guts and seeds? Master, please be clear-headed! It must be someone trying to obstruct him. Master, please do not lose your trust in this disciple!
It had to be said that Blue River's heartfelt words had moved Yuan Bo. This analysis allowed Yuan Bo to slowly unravel the crux of the problem.
Forget it. Next time, I must be careful. I must not let Yan Wei have the chance to do so!
Yuan Bo spoke in an indifferent tone. His tone clearly became a lot more relaxed. The blue light silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Finally, it had temporarily comforted his teacher.
When the two of them returned, Yuan Bo felt a sense of foreboding as he opened his study door!
Yuan Bo's expression darkened again.
He quickly entered. The interior was a mess. There were traces of being rummaged through everywhere, including his secret compartment. Everything that he had kept was gone …
Ahhh! Yuan Bo let out a long and furious roar towards the sky. His entire body was emitting a Spiritual Energy pressure that caused the blue light to involuntarily let out a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth.
The blue light silently retreated. If he stayed here any longer, Yuan Bo would probably kill him just to vent his anger!
Yuan Bo's violent face walked towards his bedroom and saw that his bed had been flipped over, revealing a large hole. Yuan Bo actually spat out a mouthful of blood in anger!
Holding onto his chest, Yuan Bo trembled as he entered. When he reached the end, the door had already been opened. Except for a few pills, everything else inside had been looted!
Yuan Bo suppressed the anger in his heart and the evil aura that he had nowhere to vent …
It must be that old fool Yan Wei, it must be him, everything that happened today was done by him, in order to stall himself, to cover the thief who infiltrated his study and bedroom, he must be blaming himself for being careless, Yan Wei, do you have to force yourself to go crazy?
The corner of Yuan Bo's mouth suddenly revealed a strange smile. Then, with a ”ka ka ka” sound, his face turned pale …
Perhaps Yan Wei already knew that he did not have the Jade Stream Treasure Mirror. At that time, Yuan Bo would not dare to imagine what he would do!
Yan Wei was a very crazy and ruthless person. When he made the deal with him, he already knew, now he could no longer suppress this secret. Yan Wei's goal was the Jade Stream Treasure Mirror, but the Jade Stream Treasure Mirror did not exist! This was what he had made up!
How ridiculous!
He definitely could not let Yan Wei know about this secret. Otherwise, if he were to tell Yan Wei what he should not, he might lose his footing as the sect head. However, he could not let Yan Wei off the hook …
In order to obtain the Jade Stream Treasure Mirror, Yan Wei had gone all out. If he gave in to his demands, it would actually be inappropriate. It seemed like the only way was to make him disappear, so no one could threaten him anymore!
Thinking of this, Yuan Bo once again let out a crackling laughter …
As long as Yan Wei died, everything would be easy.
Yuan Bo felt it was necessary to meet Yan Wei and pretend to comfort him, then when he relaxed, he would think of ways to kill him or poison him.
After some thought, Yuan Bo sat cross-legged on the ground and started to recuperate. Because of his earlier rage, his spirit energy had reversed, causing him to suffer internal injuries.