Side Character Transmigrations: The Final Boss is No Joke

Wang Shu didn't go to Ziwei for a long time. Ziwei finally couldn't sit still. After learning about Wang Shu's position from his subordinates, he immediately rushed over with him.

This is a medium-sized city, and the people holding Devil May Cry are here. All the cities are very chaotic.

It took a long time for Ziwei to find someone in a teahouse.

He took the people up, and the situation in the teahouse was a bit stiff.

Wang Shu leaned against the window, and Shi Sheng sat there drinking tea with his legs tilted up, and across from them were Huayang Shenji and Ruan Zhimo and a few strange river and lake people. Holding sword.

Devil May Cry is completely dark, because it makes a very strange sound when waving, so it is called Devil May Cry.

Huayang Divine Physician and the rivers and lakes are in a confrontational situation, while Wang Shu and Shi Sheng are completely like watching a movie.

The thing about the teahouse is this.

Wang Shu and Shi Sheng first came to the teahouse, and then Huayang Divine Doctor and Ruan Zhimo and the man with the mask also came, and there must be something wrong when they meet in a narrow road.

When seeing Shi Sheng, Huayang's doctor remembered what Sheng had shot against his apprentices before at Wufeng Mountain. When he saw Shi Sheng's calm and unpretentious attitude, he was angry somehow.

Shi Sheng hadn't started yet, and the river and lake people holding devil weeping came out of the box, so the current situation was formed.

Now there is a group of people again, the atmosphere is more dignified.

"People at Ziwei Mountain Villa have to come in and kick?" Huayang's medical doctor stared at Ziwei son with a bad look.

Ziwei's gaze glanced over Huayang Shenyao and fell on Wang Shu. He paused for a few seconds and turned his gaze back to Huayang Shenya again.

Huayang Divine Doctor remained vigilant, "I don't know what happened to the son of Ziwei?"

The reputation of Ziwei Mountain Villa Huayang Divine Doctor is still known, especially the Ziwei son who has become famous since he was a kid.

He is here now, and it is here that Devil May Cry.

He said he was not interested in Devil May Cry, and Huayang Divine Doctor naturally did not believe it.

Ziwei Villa is also right and evil on the rivers and lakes, it is not surprising that he did anything.

"Find someone."

The sight of Huayang Divine Physician immediately fell on Wang Shu. He didn't know what the relationship between the two people was. However, the two people in Wufeng Mountain were obviously related. At this time, when he came to find someone, he could only come to him.

Ruan Zhimo's eyes have been wandering between them, his expression is somber, he doesn't know what idea he is playing.

Anyway, the heroine is completely gone, and there must be no good idea.

Shi Sheng wondered whether to cut or not to cut for a while.

Cut it... just in case it's not worth it like last time.

Don't cut it, and feel itchy hands again.

It's hard to choose.

Master Ziwei nodded slightly at Huayang Divine Physician, and looked straight at Shu, "Wu Ying, are you from Niyuan?"

The topic suddenly turned to Wang Shu, and the person holding the Devil Weeping over there immediately withdrew back.

Huayang Divine Doctor sensed his intention and immediately shouted, "Yi Mo, stop him!"

The words of Master Ziwei and Huayang Divine Physician sounded almost at the same time. The sound of the collision of weapons immediately sounded, and the tables, chairs, and tea cups shattered, flying around.

The person who held the Devil's Weep seemed to kill red eyes, growled and hacked, and there were many people in Ziwei Mountain Villa. Unfortunately, he was also hit by Yang, so the scene was even more chaotic.

Shi Sheng jumped from the second floor with his arms around Wang Shu when the war situation spread over, and the young man Ziwei followed him and fell across from them.

The people on the street were looking at the teahouse. When they saw someone coming down, they stepped back and looked at them curiously and alertly.

"Wu Ying, is Ni Yuan here with you?" Ziwei asked again.

Wang Shu broke away from Shi Sheng's arms, and his body was slightly on the side, blocking him in front of Shi Sheng. He was mischievous, "What's the matter?"

"Give me." Ziwei Gongzi's tone was a little more condensed.

Wang Shuhaha laughed loudly, "Whoever gets our bet first will get Niu Yuan, who will lose, now I get Ni Yuan, why should my son give you?"

"You get the end of Niyuan Sword just like the man above." Ziwei Gong's voice was cold, "You can't control Niyuan Sword."

A light of evil spirit flashed through Wang Shu's eyes, and the smile on his face deepened. "Can you control the Niuyuan Sword? It's the business of the son. Should the son of Ziwei now fulfill his gamble?"

Ziwei's brow furrowed, and Yu Guang swept to Shi Sheng who was blocked by Wang Shu.

Mr. Ziwei pondered for a moment, "What do you want?"

"I heard that there is a jade bamboo in Ziwei Mountain Villa. How about using it to exchange it?" Wang Shu barely thought, and said the conditions very quickly.

Ziwei son frowned slightly.

It took a long time before he said, "Okay."

Mr. Ziwei drew a reduced version of the bamboo from his sleeve, "Niyuan Sword."

Wang Shu raised a corner of his lips, "I'm definitely not going to carry that kind of thing. Yuzhu will give it to my son, who will tell you where the Niuyuan sword is."

Master Ziwei squeezed the jade bamboo fiercely, "How do I know if you are talking about true or false?"

Wang Shu said indifferently: "Do you believe it or not, there is no loss for the son."

The son of Ziwei seemed to be weighing, his expression changed, and he threw Yuzhu to Wangshu for a while. Yuzhu fell parabolicly from the air, and it was about to fall into Wangshu's hand. Just happened to be caught by her.

The man rolled around on the ground and hit the shop behind to stop.

Wang Shu and Mr. Ziwei flew towards the same side at the same time, but at this moment, the tea house at the back made a loud noise, the entire tea house collapsed, and then several figures rushed out of the dust and fell to the street.

"what!"

The onlookers screamed and dispersed, while some people came retrograde and gradually surrounded.

These people are all in the rivers and lakes, weeping against the devil.

"Kill you!" The person holding the Devil's Weeping was grimacing, and the Devil's Weeping Sword was full of blood, ticking down to the ground.

He yelled, holding Devil Weeping and chopping towards the nearest person.

Shi Sheng moved to a safe place and watched Wang Shu and Ziwei sons besieging Ruan Zhimo.

That's right, Ruan Zhimo was the one who robbed Yuzhu just now.

She seemed to like the jade bamboo very much. Even if she was embarrassed at this time, she did not intend to hand it out.

There was a gloomy look on Wang Shu's face. Shi Sheng had been with him for so long, and he hardly saw him show such a side. Most of the time he was grinning and narcissistic.

Ruan Zhimo rushed out of Wang Shu and Ziwei's encircling circle, and stumbled to the masked man, quickly squeezing the bamboo into him.

The man seemed a little stunned and turned to Ruan Zhimo.

Shi Sheng sat down with an iron sword and flew to Wang Shu. He tilted his head and asked, "I want it?"

"It's for you." Wang Shudao said.

For her?

grass!

You dare to grab the hostess who gave it to Lao Tzu!!

Must get it back!

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