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Chapter 1587: Different people

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"Fellow Daoist Lin, please forgive me for taking the liberty. The power of space on you is related to those royal families."

It seems that he doesn't mean to ask others about their strength in this bluntly. But He Maoyu, who is focusing on this, no longer cares about these things. He just wants to know if Lin Ye's improvement in strength is related to the alien races such as Demuwu.

Seeing He Maoyun's a little excited look, and thinking about the things he wanted to plot against De Muwu before, Lin Ye turned his eyes and replied calmly: "Yes. De Muwu has been killed by those royal aliens, and all my space powers are obtained from him."

Although Lin Ye didn't reveal too much, just that was enough for He Maoyu.

"Demuwu's body! Where is he? Wait for him to take me back!"

He Maoyun rushed to Lin Ye in one step and asked Lin Ye several times.

"His body is already a pool of mud, and it must have been destroyed in the void at this moment."

"How could this be like this? Demuwu was dead, even his body was gone."

He Maoyun heard this and was as sluggish as a deflated balloon. However, after a few breaths, he raised his head and looked at Lin Ye again.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lin has absorbed some of Demuwu's spatial power, please ask fellow Taoist to save my life."

He Maoyun suddenly knelt in front of Lin Ye, bowed deeply at his feet, and shouted loudly with some trembling.

"Fellow Daoist He has anything to say. Everyone is a human cultivator. If he can help fellow Daoist, he will definitely not refuse."

Lin Ye still has some appreciation for Shen Miaoshui and He Maoyun, the different converts. They are in the void, but they don’t think that those garbage are just like those who are rare among converts.

"Time is limited. If Fellow Daoist Lin believes me, please come with me. I will talk about the details of the matter on the way."

Seeing that Lin Ye did not refuse, He Maoyun breathed a sigh of relief, and said that he wanted to invite Lin Ye and the others to come with him.

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With He Maoyun leading the way, they flew directly to a edge of the Demuwu area.

Along the way, Lin Ye also learned from He Maoyun what was thinking about in his heart.

It turns out that the reason why He Maoyun wanted to use the strength of the king to calculate Muwu was not because he was bold and reckless, but because he had to do it.

His sister was in danger at this moment. Only the power of a foreign race of Muwu could save her life. He Maoyun also ventured into the foreign race nest because of this to inquire about the situation of the great leader of the foreign race.

"You mean that only the power of the imperial rank can save your sister's life?"

"Yes. Only if you think of a foreigner like Muwu, it is possible." He Maoyun said sadly, and a trace of past memories flashed in his mind. "Oh, if there is no space power of the imperial rank, it is OK to have the power of the royal alien. That's what she said at that time."

Hearing this, Shen Miaoshui next to him also came over and said, "Since that's the case, the power of Fellow Daoist Lin may not be able to save your sister's life. After all, he does not have the strength of the imperial rank."

"With that being said, now I can only hope this will work."

He Maoyun was already desperate, but after hearing Lin Ye absorbed some of Demuwu's power, he also put all these hopes on him.
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