"Since you know it, will you let this person go?"

Mu Zhao frowned and hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded, "Brother Shen, if you must protect Mu Fei, then I believe the clan leader will definitely give you this face. A feast of passionate pictures

As soon as Mu Zhao finished speaking, a man with a feminine face walked out from behind him, flew down from the city wall, and landed next to Mu Fei's prison car.

Mu Zhao turned to look at Shen Daojun and said with a smile, "Brother Shen, come with me to see the clan leader. The clan leader wants to see you through!"

Shen Daojun nodded and said in a deep voice, "That's right, I also have something to tell Mu Hong." [

Shen Daojun did not ask Qin Dong to go with him. This was what they had agreed upon before. Shen Daojun would come forward to talk to Mu Hong first. If the negotiation was not successful, Qin Dong would come forward. Of course, Shen Daojun did not want to end up talking to Mu Hong. Let Qin Dong come forward, because once Qin Dong comes forward, it will be a bloody storm.

Shen Daojun was overconfident in his own identity and the strength of the Taiyi Sect. He never thought that Mu Zhao would have the guts to treat him openly and secretly. He thought that since he accepted the cowardice, he would obediently listen to his words and treat Mu Feifu's father. The female student went back and didn't notice that Mu Zhao cast a sinister look at Cao Chun before turning around and leaving.

Seeing Daojun Shen and Mu Zhao leaving side by side, Mu Tiangang finally breathed a sigh of relief and said very happily, "Fortunately, Senior Shen took action, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous. My uncle and cousin are finally safe."

Is it safe? Qin Dong sneered and shook his head, his eyes falling on Cao Chun intentionally or unintentionally.

As soon as Mu Zhao left, a stern look flashed across Cao Chun's feminine face, and he coldly said to Mu Hui and the twenty or so monks, "The patriarch has promised to let you live, so why don't you hand over the weapons in your hands soon? Go home obediently?"

Mu Hui'er raised her eyebrows and said displeasedly, "Why do we have to hand over our weapons? And we will go home by ourselves, so you don't need to send them to us!"

Cao Chun smiled solemnly and said, "This is for your own good! Lest you get carried away with your weapons, become dizzy for a moment, and do something stupid that could cost you your life. And this is a strict order from Lord Mu Zhao. If you want to go home, you must hand in Draw out weapons!"

"Humph! It's just a weapon. If you like it, just take it!" Mu Huijiao snorted and threw the sword in her hand to Cao Chun. The other twenty or so monks also handed over their weapons.

"Can we go home now?" Seeing Cao Chun put away the weapons of herself and others, Mu Hui scolded her with disdain, turned around and drove the prison car that trapped Mu Fei, hoping to release Mu Fei.

In order to prevent Mu Fei from breaking away, Mu Hong spent a lot of time on the prison car. The prison car was made entirely of steel and reinforced with countless rivets, making it extremely strong. Even an eighth-level monk like Shen Daojun was trapped in it. It takes a lot of effort to break free.

Mu Hui tried her best, but could not open the prison car. Just when she was anxious, a cold and piercing murderous aura suddenly shot out from behind her. At the same time, there was a sound of exclamation and warning, and then came.
Chapter completed!