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"Governor Yin, regarding Wang Jue's matter, I think it remains to be discussed."

The old man with a white beard stood in the green field, with a lotus blooming in front of him.

His voice was calm but undeniable.

The man's facial muscles twitch slightly.

The shot just now caused his whole arm to be numbed by the shock, the tiger's mouth opened with cracks, blood dripped on the gun body, and evaporated in an instant.

The lord's domain not only defends, but also rebounds.

Yin Zhongxiu looked at the old man in front of him and frowned:

"Mr. Shulao, with your status and prestige, why are you still involved in this matter?"

"Don't you know the truth?"

Hearing Yin Zhongxiu's question, the old man in the tree house shook his head:

"Although I am entrusted by others, I will not confuse right and wrong."

"Evidence, I only need evidence. Without evidence, you can't kill them."

…

"Can you three companies please invite the old man from Shuju?"

Around the high platform, a group of supernatural beings stood on the golden sand made by the Golden Horn. The bald man asked curiously to the red-robed supernatural being beside him.

"But it has nothing to do with our Third Division." The stranger in red robe shook his head. Although he was the governor of the Third Division, his status was far different from that of the old man Shuju.

Being able to make him come forward depends entirely on the Wang family's background.

"What should I do? This is the lord!" Lin Yan from the Fifth Division was quite anxious. He could only watch his brother suffer, but he could not do anything.

Because it's a strange night here.

The laws of heaven and earth are mysterious, and the strange night has its own rules. It is difficult for them to break through and become a lord here.

As for foreign lords, their combat power will be greatly reduced here, and if they are injured, they will be at risk of falling.

The old man in the tree is the only lord in the realm of the night, born and raised.

Although he is powerful, he usually has no thoughts about fame and fortune. He just spends his days guarding the medical clinic, so no one would have thought that the helper invited by the Wang family would be him.

Yin Zhongxiu shook his head and suppressed the anger in his heart:

"Evidence, I am the first division governor of the Demon Slayer Department, don't my eyes count as evidence?"

"And you just run a medical clinic. I'm afraid the Demon Slayer doesn't need your consent first whether to execute Wang Jue or not!"

Seeing the man pick up the gun again, as if he wanted to shoot again, Takeno quickly stopped him:

"Mr. Shulao is right. You have no evidence to begin with. Let's leave this matter as it is today!"

"Sir, he is too angry and confused. Don't be the same as him."

The special envoy of the imperial court, Liang Shanping, also walked to the old man's side and explained softly.

"It doesn't matter." The old man waved his hand and said that he didn't care about this matter. "I think City Lord Wu is right. Since there is no evidence, then today's matter..."

"Evidence, what is evidence?" Yin Shui'er interrupted the old man and spoke with a mocking expression.

"Xu Mu is dead. If those of us who saw what he did with our own eyes can't be counted as evidence."

"Then can Xu Mu be resurrected and personally identify Wang Jue as the one who killed him, or can the fourth-stage tiger demon in the Western Mountains speak and be considered evidence?"

The girl's voice was cold and the rules were clear.

She didn't care who the old man in the tree was, she just thought this matter was extremely ridiculous.

Wuye and Liang Shanping were a little embarrassed when they heard this. They were thinking about how to smooth things over, but unexpectedly, this respected old man nodded.

"yes."

The old man living in the tree said, his lush eyebrows gathered together, making his eyes very wise.

"Either you can find that tiger."

"Either you let Na Xu Mu go up to the high platform and tell him personally that Wang Jue is the murderer. Otherwise, no one will be able to touch him today."

…

Hearing this, Xu Mu in the audience suddenly became excited:

"Well said."

The shadow that had been clinging to the skinny man suddenly spoke with a loud voice.

Then everyone was shocked.

"who!"

A strange voice rang in Yu's ears, and Wang Hua's aquiline nose twisted in fear.

Then he suddenly discovered that a pool of shadow slowly crawled down from his body.

Then everyone was suddenly shocked, even the old man in the tree was a little surprised.

Do you actually have other people's abilities in your own field?

"Fellow Taoist, please come out and see me." The old man said calmly.

There was no answer, but the shadow slowly flowed out of the field and came to Yin Shuier under everyone's doubtful gaze.

Yin Shui'er stared at this mass of energy. For some reason, she always felt that the breath coming from above was a bit familiar.

And the voice just now was also very familiar, like the voice of one of her dead friends.

"Maybe...do we know each other?"

There seemed to be an inexplicable hope rising in her heart, and Yin Shuier asked nervously.

When he saw the shadow, he slowly stood up and gradually formed a human shape, with only a rough outline.

Yin Shuier looked at the dark figure, her pupils narrowed sharply:

"Xu...Xu Mu!!!"

The focus of the words was always on the shadow.

And the moment the shadow stood up, he understood what was going on.

So he turned around suddenly and saw the lonely figure standing in the square.

The young man suddenly understood.

What he said was, how could it be? How could a strong man with such strength die?

Xu Mu has a swordsman master?

He shook his head, of course they were the same person.

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"Thank you for the brother who wanted to buy me Shaomai." Xu Mu took off the black cloth, then turned to the soldier and said, "It's just that I had dinner in the morning."

The soldier was startled and didn't know why Xu Mu said this.

When the people in the rear saw this face, they were all a little surprised.

Because he is very good-looking.

"What a beautiful and clean face."

A woman's cheeks were slightly red, her red lips parted, and she exclaimed, "Xu Mu's appearance is as delicate as a young monk who has just entered the world."

Like... the Tang Monk that is circulated in Jianghu stories, people can't help but feel a sense of forbidden love.

Even the two waiters at the restaurant were stunned when they saw this face.

"What's the use? No matter how good-looking you are, you're still mentally disabled!"

The thin monkey noticed Ren's reactions around him and said with some jealousy.

But then, something even more shocking happened to them.

In the middle of the square, the handsome young man in commoner clothes began to move.

It's just that he didn't move to the edge of the square, but in the opposite direction.

His steps were not big, but very steady. Step by step, in full view of everyone, he stepped onto the high platform.

…

Xu Mu walked up.

Looking at this familiar face, Yin Shuier's whole body was as if struck by thunder, and she froze in place.

The group of superpowers standing on the sand gold, especially Liangchen Liangjue and his son, were even more shocked.

"Tree-dwelling old man?"
To be continued...