Proficiency: Cultivated 10 Million Times

Chapter 62 Picking Flowers and Appearing

Inside the Red Apricot Pavilion.

"Sister Mu, the flower thief has been exposed in advance, and I'm afraid he won't survive until tomorrow." A flower lady lowered her head and reported.

"It doesn't matter. Everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared. The flower thief's role is just to cover up the truth. Now he is useless."

The woman behind the tea table said lightly, with a calm and composed expression.

"In addition, the floating light is also over, go down and prepare."

"Yes." The flower lady responded expressionlessly, slowly walked out of the door, turned around and looked gorgeous again.

Next to the ruins.

Ambulances came one after another.

"Thanks, kid."

The seriously injured officer that Wang Yu was responsible for taking care of was also carefully lifted into the ambulance by several medical staff.

Before leaving, he thanked Wang Yu politely.

"Duty." Wang Yu nodded.

He glanced at the bamboo stick in his hand.

There is no notification of the arrest of the flower thief yet, which makes him worried. Could it be that he let the thief escape after such a huge loss? No one can accept that.

So many officers and soldiers' bodies are still lying on the ground and have not been dealt with.

"Who is this guy?" Even Wang Yu sighed.

Being a flower thief, being able to do this is the ultimate.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a subtle sound coming from the ruins.

"Young man, please help me, I'm buried inside and can't get out."

"Hmm?" Wang Yu listened attentively, his eyes swept across a certain part of the ruins, and then he said: "Where are you?"

"In the ruins, help, help, I'm injured."

The voice came again, Wang Yu determined the location, slowly walked closer to that direction, looked around, and suddenly asked: "Who are you?"

"I am an ordinary resident here. Today I suffered this disaster and my house is gone. Fortunately, I still saved my life. Officers, please save me."

The voice inside was coughing and crying, and looked very weak.

"Old man? How are you injured? Hold on a little longer, I'll go call someone, I'm afraid that if I move the stone wall above you without permission, it will cause the risk of secondary collapse."

Wang Yu said and was about to call for help.

However, the voice inside was getting weaker and weaker.

"No, I can't hold on any longer. Please, help me. I'll accept my fate even if it collapses again."

Wang Yu's eyes flickered slightly when he heard this, and he hesitated.

"Well, old man, I can only take a gamble."

As he said this, Wang Yu stretched out his hand and pressed on a large wall panel above. With a burst of strength, he barely moved it away.

He then moved or removed several pieces of stone and steel bars in succession, and finally saw a small gap.

Wang Yu was panting, his body was already covered with sweat, and he looked exhausted.

"Old man, can you get your head out? Let me see where you are and determine your position."

"No, I have a stone blocking it. You can reach out." The voice inside came out, as if he saw a chance to escape, and the weakness in his tone before suddenly faded a lot.

A blood-stained hand moved out of the gap bit by bit, trembling.

Under the blood stains, it was indeed a withered hand, and it was obvious that it was an elderly man.

Wang Yu did not hesitate at all, and the knife fell.

A cold light flashed.

The people inside did not expect Wang Yu to be so decisive.

The old hand that was stretched out was cut off by Wang Yu at the wrist.

The cut was neat and flat, the flesh and bones were separated, and the blood was gushing.

Boom!

The ruins were directly knocked open by the people inside, stones flew, and a cloud of dust was raised.

And Wang Yu had already retreated far away after chopping off the hand, holding the bloody sword, staring at the ruins that were knocked open with a grim face.

A figure appeared in the ruins.

It was indeed an old man in simple clothes, covered in blood, especially the broken palm wound on his left hand, which was freshly exposed, thanks to Wang Yu.

The soldiers around did not understand, but they still surrounded him.

The old man stared at Wang Yu with cold eyes, the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot, without delay, and did not say a harsh word.

He picked up the broken palm on the ground with his right hand and ran away.

He was so fast that a blood shadow was swept by.

"Stop!" Several soldiers were shocked and pointed their spears at the old man, trying to force him back.

"Get out of the way!" The blood shadow roared, knocked away two soldiers, and was about to leave.

Wang Yu frowned, seeing clearly.

This old man was a cultivator of the Burning Blood Realm, but he was seriously injured now.

He had just been chopped off by him, and his blood and qi were seriously depleted, and his combat power was seriously damaged.

"You can give it a try!"

Making a decision in an instant, Wang Yu took a breath and exerted force with his feet.

The bricks and stones on the ground were crushed by him directly, and Wang Yu was like a gust of black wind, sweeping behind the old man.

Basic swordsmanship!

The sword in his hand carried a huge force and slashed down!

The blade cut through the air, with the force of thunder and lightning, and the power of cutting gold and jade, whistling past and rolling up the air waves in all directions!

This knife was the culmination of his eight sets of knife skills!

When he came up, Wang Yu used all his strength. After all, the opponent was a warrior in the Burning Blood Realm, and he would never give the opponent any chance to show his strength.

"Looking for death!" The old man felt the threat, paused, pulled away and swung his arm. A short blade slipped out from his sleeve and was caught in his right hand.

It collided with Wang Yu's blade from bottom to top.

The next moment, a huge force surged, and the old man's arm holding the knife and half of his body were numb, and his face was flushed.

He felt chest tightness and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The whole person was chopped by Wang Yu and flew more than ten meters away. He ran away without caring about dizziness and physical injuries when he landed.

The shock in his heart was indescribable.

He saw that Wang Yu was just a warrior in the Body Forging Realm.

And how strong can a warrior in the Body Forging Realm be? Even if he was seriously injured, he could only use one sword to kill him.

As a result, he was almost killed by Wang Yu on the spot!

If he hadn't used the force to retreat at the critical moment, he would have been really finished.

"I have escaped the pursuit of so many blood-burning warriors in the army, how can I fall into the hands of a mere soldier in the Body Forging Realm..."

Thinking like this, he triggered his internal organs and coughed up blood while running away desperately.

This old man is the flower thief!

No one thought that he had been hiding under the ruins and deceived everyone.

"What a pity!" Wang Yu looked at the sword in his hand, which was a standard military sword he received from the military warehouse.

Just now, when he fought with the old man, he didn't expect that the blade, which was usually very tough, was broken directly.

This gave the old man a chance to escape.

He thought to himself that when he reached the Blood Burning Realm, he would definitely change to a good sword.

It is really a waste of time for a knife-wielding person to not have a good knife.

The flower-picking thief fled silently in the capital city. He was familiar with the topography of the streets in the capital city, just like he was walking around his own home.

He soon left the pursuers behind.

He turned around and quickly ran into a small forest from an empty alley.

"No matter what, we must leave the city!" The flower-picking thief tore off his human skin mask and quickly turned from an old man into a middle-aged farmer.

His face and voice also changed. Even if you look closely at it, it is difficult to tell whether his appearance is real or fake.

At this time, he no longer wanted the benefits promised by the group of people. He just wanted to escape and survive.

He knew very well that in his current state, he would not have a chance to survive if he continued to stay in the city.

He must escape today!

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