The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Rich young master, prodigal son,

Only eighteen years old!

Such a person is a martial arts... Grandmaster!

How can he do it?I can't figure it out at all.

But in Yu Yize's eyes, he is!

Young and mysterious, maybe he has always been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, otherwise how could he have changed from a prodigal son to the present.

This is already breaking all his cognition, but the fact is right in front of him, he can't help but believe it!

Time seems to stop at this moment!

A drop of cold sweat slid across Wang Kang's forehead. Trembling, he took out another cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Then spit it out, this is the return to God.

Really Nima, scare me to death!

Just now, between life and death, I took a trip.

But what surprised him even more was that Yu Yize didn't see the cigarette butt, Master Yinyue's method, he saw it!

Is this the martial arts master?

It's really amazing!

With such a master behind him, what are you afraid of?

He didn't care about what Yu Yize said, he didn't think it was about himself, but Yinyue.

It has to be said that there was a difference in body position, Monk Yinyue and Wang Kang did the same moves behind him, and Wang Kang saw the flaws in Yu Yize's moves before,

Another word reveals his destiny... All these forms a huge misunderstanding!

And let Yu Yize believe it.

"How about it, come again?" Wang Kang took a puff of cigarette, and started to pretend again!

His expression was somewhat covered by the smog, and this sentence made Yu Yize tremble suddenly.

At this time, Wang Kang held the cigarette holder and flicked the ash again.

This simple action made Yu Yize almost piss in fear, because it was like this just now, almost costing his life...

At this moment, he has only one thought!

go, go!

It is impossible to kill Wang Kang, but to kill a martial arts master, he is not an idiot!

The only hope now is that Wang Kang can let him go.

No, he won't let himself go,

But he doesn't bother to make a move, a martial arts master has his own dignity.

Before, he just spoke out, and the beauty who guided him could explain the problem.

Yes, take this opportunity!

Thinking of this, Yu Yize didn't care about other things, his fingerprints changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

His already pale face was even more bloodless.

But his sluggish aura rose again. Taking advantage of this time, his foot stepped on the ground, and his figure disappeared in a flash. He stepped on the courtyard wall and disappeared...

"Ah?"

"Ran?"

Wang Kang hesitated slightly.

At this time, Li Qingman came to his side, with a face full of fear, he hurriedly asked, "Are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's okay," Wang Kang waved his hand, looked back at Yinyue dissatisfied and said, "Why don't you keep him?"

"I have used blood to escape, and I can't keep it!"

Monk Yinyue spread his hands.

"What is Blood Escape?" Wang Kang asked.

Li Qingman explained: "Blood escape is a secret method to consume one's own blood energy and temporarily improve one's strength,"

"right,"

Monk Yinyue said again: "He has been hit by me just now and has been seriously injured. Now he uses the method of blood escape. Even if he escapes, it will be a big loss. In a short time, I am afraid that he will not be able to kill you..."

"I'll go after it!" Li Qingman turned around and wanted to leave.

Wang Kang grabbed one of them, "You should rest!"

"But, there is such a person who is always looking for you to kill, then..."

Wang Kang understood Li Qingman's concerns, and said in a deep voice: "The key now is not him, but the people behind him!"

Hearing this, Li Qingman also had a solemn expression, "Yu Yize has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for a long time since he was known as a whale eater in the East China Sea."

"His strength has reached the level of a master. Such a character is enough to be the master of any sect, but he suddenly appeared here,"

"Besides, during the fight just now, I heard him talk about a young master many times... This young master is the person behind him."

"That's right," Wang Kang nodded in agreement, but he had no clue.

He inadvertently offended too many people in the dispute between old and new nobles.

The forces behind it are surrounded by fog, so they can't see clearly at all.

What is certain is that this so-called young master must belong to the old aristocratic forces.

The two talked.

After a while, a large number of soldiers poured in from outside the gate, among which Zhou Qing was the leader.

"Master Kang,"