Wu De couldn't figure it out on the side. Could it be that the senior sister and the Dark Divine Devouring Sect have a friendship? He knew that the Dark Divine Devouring Sect is a force that everyone disliked! But judging from the tone of this man, the senior sister seemed to have a close relationship with the Dark Divine Devouring Sect. Could it be that the senior sister is also a member of the Dark Divine Devouring Sect? This made Wu De startled. He didn't want his senior sister to become everyone's public enemy!

Hearing Xia Weiling's curse, Mu Zhan smiled and said, "Miss Xia, you are still as smart as ever, hehe! I really admire Mu Zhan, I admire you!" After a pause, Mu Zhan's voice suddenly became serious and said in a deep voice: "So, please go around Yan'er for the sake of our saint!"

"Hmph, Uncle Mu, I don't want this woman's forgiveness! Hurry up and kill her!" Murong Yan knew Mu Zhan's power and kept yelling.

A more vicious murderous intent flashed in Xia Weiling's eyes. Mu Zhan seemed to know Xia Weiling's temperament very well. He hurriedly started begging and said, "Miss Xia, please forgive Yan'er for the sake of our lady's face. She was spoiled by the saint, so..."

"So what?" Before Mu Zhan finished speaking, Xia Weiling's eyes filled with murderous intent glared at him very much, and said, "Mu Zhan, do you know who this little girl wants to kill?"

"Haha, Miss Xia, I will definitely make this little brother full of all losses..." When Mu Zhan saw Wu De, his words trembled significantly. He stared at Wu De tightly for a long time before he came to his senses. His chest hidden in his robe was full of excitement. He swallowed his saliva and asked in a deep voice: "Miss Xia, he called you senior sister... Could it be that he is..."

He had a guess in his mind, but he was not sure!

As if he guessed Mu Zhan’s idea, Xia Weiling giggled and said confidently: “This is my junior brother of Xia Weiling, the only disciple who has obtained my master’s true teachings. Wu De! What do you think?”

"Wu... De?! Qianjue's apprentice... The one selected in the legend..."

Hearing this name, Mu Zhan seemed to have difficulty breathing. He looked at Xia Weiling and became silent when he saw that Xia Weiling was not lying.

"Uncle Mu, why are you talking nonsense to this woman? Give it to me..."

"Bang!"

A loud slap rang among the four people.

Murong Yan covered her face and stared in her eyes. It was obvious that she had not yet come back to her senses. After a while, she shed tears and cried, "Uncle Mu, you... you hit me?"

Yes, before she finished speaking, Mu Zhan slapped loudly in the face. This was something she could never have imagined. Is this still Uncle Mu Zhan who has been holding herself in his hand since she was a child and afraid of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting? He actually hit him? And in front of two outsiders?!

"Stop!" Mu Zhan's eyes were surprisingly serious, which made people afraid to hear it.
Chapter completed!