After Jia Ping returned to Qinglin Valley, Jian Xing and others immediately came forward to ask.
"Where are Wu Zhong and Dong Hua?"
Jia Ping said: "Killed by that thief!"
"Then how did you come back?"
"At that time, the poison in our bodies had already taken effect, and my strength was greatly reduced. It was no longer possible for me to be the opponent of the thief. But the thief suddenly covered his abdomen and screamed, as if he was possessed. I took the opportunity to kill his body.
Da Beng wanted to control his Tianxin. But he was too cunning and let him escape." Jia Ping said, "My strength is constantly decreasing, so I don't dare to chase him, so I can only go back to Qinglin Valley first."
Jian Xing said angrily: "This damn dog thief actually plotted against us! Now our thirty-one Heavenly Lords of the Mu family are dead and injured, and the rest have all turned into useless waste without any power!"
Jia Ping sighed: "It's a pity, if only I could get the antidote from that thief. My strength is also constantly losing, and in a few moments, I will be like you."
"Let's run away first. If the thief comes back, we will all die here." One person said.
Jia Ping said: "It makes sense. You should hurry up and enter my heaven while I still have the strength. I already know the true face of the thief. I just need to wait for reinforcements from the experts of the Mu family to bring him to justice!"
"Let's see what that thief looks like!" Jian Xing said anxiously.
Jia Ping immediately projected Wang Xiyuan's appearance into the air. Everyone looked at Wang Xiyuan's appearance with confused expressions.
"I don't know you!"
"I don't know..."
"Why would a person we don't even know come to plot against us?"
"Don't worry about it for now. Enter Jia Ping's heaven. When the real young master comes, we will definitely get to the bottom of it."
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After the Mu family's affairs were settled, Li Hanxue did not return to Mowumen immediately. Instead, he wrote a letter and sent it back to Canfeng City.
In Canfeng City, Mo Xian was drinking green tea leisurely when suddenly a pigeon landed rapidly from high in the sky.
Mo Xian's eyes narrowed and he realized that this pigeon was unusual. It was created entirely with the power of the world.
Then he reached out and caught the pigeon, only to see a note tied to the pigeon's leg.
After untying it and spreading it out, Mo Xian immediately frowned and saw a line of words written on the note.
"Supreme Mo Xian, I have ruined the Mu family. Now I have to go out and take refuge. I will return to the Mu family after the storm has passed."
There is no signature, but the handwriting is Wang Xiyuan's.
Mo Xian recognized it without any deviation at all.
"Is it served in one pot?" Mo Xian looked confused. He couldn't figure out what this meant.
With Wang Xiyuan's strength as a fifth-level Heavenly Lord, what great things can he accomplish?
"Killed all the Mu family Tianjuns?" Mo Xian smiled, and then burned the note, "This Wang Xiyuan seems to be a little out of his mind and talking nonsense. It seems that we should send him less out in the future.
Execute the mission.”
A few days later, when Mo Xian learned that the Mu family's Tianjuns had collectively lost their power, he finally understood what Li Hanxue's letter to him meant by "all in one pot."
"This Wang Xiyuan actually has such an ability?" Mo Xian was very surprised, "How did he do it? The Mu family has dozens of heavenly kings, how could he make all of them disabled? It's incredible.
.”
"It seems that I have underestimated you, Wang Xiyuan." Mo Xian said with a smile, "You are a talent and very smart. You know how to avoid the limelight. If things are exposed, you are likely to be the one who eases the conflict between the Mo family and the Mu family.
Don't worry, with a talent like yours, how could we be willing to sacrifice you? When you come back, we will reward you heavily!"
But Mo Xian didn't know that soon, he would stop laughing completely. Because this smart "Wang Xiyuan" deliberately showed his face to the Tianjun of the Mu family.
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"The things the Human Emperor told me have almost been completed, and it's time for me to return to the Demon Martial Sect."
Li Hanxue suddenly thought of Gu Xiyu who was far away, and tenderness surged in her heart: "I don't know how Ayu is doing now. She should be fine in the Central Great Sacred Realm."
Li Hanxue flew towards the Sky Demonic Mountain at high speed, but she remembered someone else midway, so she quickly turned around and headed to the ice field where the white-haired Su Xun sat and died.
The cold wind was howling, and a man in white clothes was sitting in the wind and snow. There was an ice pond in front of him, and he was sitting quietly fishing.
"You are indeed here." Li Hanxue showed a smile.
Nangong Ye turned around slowly with a strange look in his eyes: "Li Hanxue, why are you here?"
Li Hanxue said: "I came here to tell you about the Human Emperor... no, about Su Xun."
Nangong Ye said: "Master is no longer alive. You saw him passing away on this ice field that day. Have you forgotten?"
Li Hanxue said: "Nangong Ye, I already know the relationship between the Human Emperor and Su Xun. He is Su Xun's current identity! You don't have to hide it."
Nangong Ye's fishing hand trembled, and he sighed: "So you already know it, how did you know it?"
Li Hanxue said: "The Human Emperor has accepted a disciple, I know it from his memory."
"In this case, there is nothing to hide." Nangong Ye put down the fishing rod in his hand, stood up slowly, turned around and said, "Li Hanxue, if you want to know anything, just tell me. I will tell you everything.