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"How is it? The taste of this Gu worm is pretty good right? If he had taught them the map earlier, why would he have to suffer so much? Tell me, where is the map? Maybe it can save your subordinates' lives? "

A pair of black leather boots suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The shiny dagger on the boots was especially eye-catching.

Jun Mohan gritted his teeth as he raised his head, what entered his eyes was Fu Lingtian's face with an extremely horrifying smile, his silver hair gave him an evil look, and he looked extremely unrestrained.

"To this day, the state advisor is still as ignorant as ever. This noble one was someone who was destined to die, why would he care about the life and death of others? As for the map, he had already passed it to the Xi Liang Empress. was actually unaware of this matter, as he and the Empress were working together … "Cough, cough …"

Jun Mohan trembled as he stood up. His eyes were already dyed red with blood as he walked forward vaguely.

After he finished speaking, he calmly looked at Xiao Yan, Leng Ming and Elder Tie and Master Pu Hai who were sitting on the ground and recovering from their injuries. A sharp light flashed past his eyes, containing a trace of guilt that seemed to be contained within a dense fog, he suddenly raised his hand and struck towards the top of his head.

Everything was too fast for anyone to notice.

"Master …"

"prince …"

"Little Mo brat …"

A few alarmed voices sounded from inside the house, only to see Jun Mohan slowly lying on the ground, staring wide-eyed at the door, looking as if he died with grievance.

This sudden action caused everyone in the room to be at a loss as to how to react.

While Leng Qianqiu was distracted, a poisonous needle pierced into his neck. Leng Qianqiu was caught off guard by the poison, and his neck was numbed as he fell to the ground.

Taking this chance, Xiao Yan struck Fu Lingtian who was standing beside Jun Mohan with a palm, immediately getting entangled with him.

Leng Ming, who was stunned at the side, looked at Jun Mohan who had no aura on the ground in disbelief. This strong boy had also shed a few tears, with sorrow in his eyes, he changed the diamond-shaped dart in his hand and flew towards Fu Lingtian viciously, surrounding Fu Lingtian and killing him together with Ning Yan.

His moves were ruthless and merciless, his killing intent filled the entire Ji Residence.

Inside the house, Ji Hou Yang was trembling as he watched everything. He dragged his body onto the horse and braved the torrential rain to rush to the capital city overnight. Perhaps, only he could save Jun Mohan.

In the courtyard, after Jun Mohan and Qing Shu cut themselves off, they were instantly ruthless. Their martial arts seemed to have improved a lot, and towards Hong Mei, they were extremely decisive and ruthless.

At this moment, there was still an incense stick of time before the time came, and the fight became even more intense.

"Bang …"

Fu Lingtian suddenly slammed into the wall of the courtyard, and then rolled down again as he looked in disbelief at the black hole in his abdomen.

Damn it!

Fu Lingtian coldly growled.

He did not expect that before Jun Mohan died, she would take the opportunity of him being caught unawares and silently insert the Gu into his shooting body. Even more repulsive was the use of the ice palm to shatter his heart veins, speeding up the reproduction of the Gu worm, tearing at every inch of his body, causing him to be in so much pain that he wished he were dead.

As of now, the Gu poison was acting up and he had accidentally been hit by the Soul Refining Fist, causing him to be in a sorry state.

Fortunately, he had the mother Gu in his possession, so it was only a matter of time before the poison was detoxified.

"OP, OP is …"

Ning Yan chased after him, running into a man in a long, black robe with a white mask and long fangs waving his claws.

He was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, a glimmer appeared in his eyes and a few drops of tears began to gather in his eyes. Following that, he began to sob uncontrollably.

"Ning Yan, master, he …" It will definitely be fine. "

The person who had come was precisely the Tower Lord of Blood Fiend Hall — Soul Refining, who was in charge of information on Blood Fiend Hall, assassination, etc.

Soul Refining looked at the lifeless man lying on the floor calmly. His entire body was releasing a frightful, cold, evil Qi, and he clenched his fists tightly. All of a sudden, his veins popped out, and he threw a palm strike after another at Fu Lingtian.

The current him was exactly the same as when Jun Mohan was angry. When Jun Mohan was a prince of the Duke Palaces, he announced the world in his capacity as the Asgard Mistress.

So in the Blood Fiend Hall, many disciples thought that he was the master of the Blood Fiend Hall, and they did not dare to slack off in the slightest when facing him, as they were respectful to him as well.

"You …"

Fu Lingtian never thought that there would be such a powerful person by Jun Mohan's side, who was attempting to stand up and fight against the Soul Refining Sect. However, just as he regained his balance and was hit by the Soul Refining Palm, his ribs were broken.

The fallen Phoenix was no better than a chicken. Fu Lingtian was currently tormented by the insect poison until he was dizzy.

However, the Spirit Refinement cultivator did not seem to plan on letting him go, holding a large blade covered in blood, he walked towards Fu Lingtian step by step, and looked down at him from above, and said:

"Do you know what kind of unique scenery there is in hell? I'll send you down to help master it. "

Soul Refining said with an expressionless face. He raised his large blade. Under the shine of the lightning, the blade looked extremely terrifying, so eerie that it caused one to shudder. His eyes turned cold and he chopped down without any hesitation.

"Be careful!"

At that moment, a black shadow rushed down from the depths of the clouds, grabbed the refined soul's shoulder and whirled it in the air a few times, then suddenly smashed him down.

By the time Ning Yan and the rest had reacted, the Soul Refining ended up lying on the ground unconscious. Meanwhile, the wall on his hand was ripped apart and thrown to the side. The heavy rain poured down, causing a pool of blood to flow out.

On the other side, Qing Shu and the rest were also affected by the frightening black fog. After being hit by Hong Mei's palms a few times, they were groggily lying on the ground, waiting for death to come.

Several bolts of dazzling lightning struck down from the sky. Hong Mei cast a glance at the black fog as if she had received an order, and then directly walked into the room.

She rudely dragged Jun Mohan out and gave a look to her subordinates. His subordinate tacitly walked over and carried Jun Mohan on his shoulder, and waited for her order.

"Men, arrest them and escort them to the Demon Subduing Mountain."

Hong Mei coldly glanced at the heavily injured and grievous Blood Fiend Hall. A mysterious smile appeared on her blood-stained face and instantly, it caused people's hair to stand on end.

"I'm afraid that the Demon Subduing Mountain is putting a lot of pressure on others. I will temporarily stand guard for all of you."

The female voice of the oriole bird was very clear in the storm. It was unique and echoed in the yard.

In the pouring rain, the petals of the red plum blossom floated down sparsely. The petals lightly fell on Hong Mei's shoulder, and she was unable to move from her original spot. She could only watch in horror as everything happened.

In the next second, several transparent butterflies flapped their glittering wings and surrounded the crowd, instantly illuminating the entire courtyard. Even the broken bodies could be clearly seen.

On the other side of the butterfly, a girl dressed in white was standing in the rain. Her figure was graceful, and her noble and elegant eyes allowed her to observe everything.

Suddenly, with a wave of her hands, the Spirit Butterfly suddenly changed her formation, blocking Red Demon's line of sight. Even the black fog was suppressed by the Spirit Butterfly, unable to escape her body.

After a long while, the spirit butterfly flapped its wings and flew into the sky, disappearing into the dark clouds in an instant.

A moment later, Hong Mei recovered from her shock and quickly looked at her subordinate. She saw a fiery red Plum Blossom petal stuck between his eyebrows. He was standing there with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

Jun Mohan and the Blood Fiend Hall disciples had all disappeared, and the storm that replaced them, was washing over her face and the cold and quiet courtyard.

"Damn it!"

Hong Mei's cold eyes shot out rays of light, and she threw the sword in her hand out. It just so happened that it stuck itself into the door, teetering on the verge of collapse.

"Phoenixis Maiden, I won't let you off … "Roar …"

The black mist at the side swirled a few times in the air. Suddenly, a low and cold male roar reverberated in the pitch black night sky. The entire people who were sleeping soundly in the city all woke up from their dreams, and quickly closed the windows, afraid that Hua Wuxie would take their lives at any moment.

The next morning, a dazzling ray of sunlight passed through the layers of leaves and sprinkled down. The reflection turned into a sparse and beautiful gauze image.

In a quiet farmhouse on the western outskirts of the city, smoke was lingering in the air until it reached the depths of the clouds. A few early risers were crowing loudly in the yard, as if the sun had risen and the sun was setting.

Then, a black figure broke through the door, breaking the silence.

"Tower Lord, this Subordinate searched through all the surrounding forests, but did not find the Palace Lord's figure."

The man knelt in front of Qing Shu with one leg of his black mask and reported with his head lowered.

Not long later, another few men in identical clothes stumbled in, narrating the same words that the man had said just now.

Qing Shu frowned as he listened to everything. He clenched his hands under his sleeves, but his face was as calm as still water, causing him to be unable to tell what was wrong.

There was still hope before Ning Yan returned.

Qing Shu carefully looked outside the door, a trace of hope contained in her eyes. She did not believe that someone would disappear for no reason at all.

"Ning Yan …"

A moment later, Ning Yan's figure appeared at the entrance of the courtyard as expected, causing Qing Shu to run over in a happy and hurried manner.

Then, she looked down at Qing Shu, only to see that Qing Shu's eyebrows were knitted even more tightly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Disciple Xue Sha, listen up. Asgard Master has ordered us to set out immediately for the hall."

After a moment, Qing Shu turned and ordered everyone coldly.

"Pavilion Master, since the Asgard Master is already dead, why don't we hurry back and hand the map over to the person with witch church? Otherwise, with our current situation, if witch church attacks, I'm afraid we won't be able to preserve our little lives! Brothers, don't you think so? "

From the crowd, a disciple who had just entered the Blood Fiend Hall walked out openly and loudly towards the Blood Fiend Hall disciples behind him.

Hearing that, everyone looked at each other, then at Qing Shu. No one agreed with the man's suggestion.