Chapter 1370： Stripping

Only because of some things, he barely escaped from the central ghost realm, and then began to drift around, becoming a lonely soul without an owner.

Wen Mu Ling didn't know exactly what happened, but she knew that it was the wealthy families in the Central Ghost Realm who killed Lord Mingjun.

So she wants revenge, even if she takes her life for it, she will not hesitate.

But how easy is this?

With her strength, it is difficult to enter the depths of the ghost world, let alone the central ghost world?

Therefore, after repeated failures, she had to wait silently in the fringe ghost world, waiting for the opportunity.

Unexpectedly, this time he was going to burn the jade and stone, but he waited for the long-lost gods and ghosts.

At this moment, Wen Mu Ling couldn't help but think of the rumored Lord Mingjun who had been utterly destroyed, and couldn't help crying with grief.

And this scene also made A Qing and other Zhulou women collectively confused.

You must know that in the past Wen Mu Ling showed in front of them, but was so calm and almost ruthless, and never kneeled to anyone.

This is something they all know well, and as a result, today, the extremely strong Wen Mu Ling fell on her knees to the white-clothed boy, and she couldn't make a sound.

What exactly is going on?

What did he say to the chief guard?

A deep doubt appeared in A Qing's heart.

At the same time, Xue An said calmly: "Okay, get up!"

Wen Mu Ling wiped her tears, stood up and stood aside respectfully.

Xue An led her to the high platform, and said lightly: "Let's talk about it, what happened after I left!"

Wen Mu Ling smiled bitterly, "I don't know exactly what happened. The only thing I know is the fall of Lord Mingjun, which is inseparable from the wealthy families in the Central Ghost World! But as for who was the initiator... ...."

Wen Muling shook his head, "I'm sorry, please forgive me for being humble and low in strength, although after several inspections, I still know nothing!"

"Central Ghost Realm..." Xue An muttered softly, a cold flash in his eyes.

Wen Muling nodded, "Yes!"

Then she looked at Xue An hopefully, and said cautiously: "My lord, the matter of Lord Mingjun..."

Xue An smiled, "I see, don't worry, even if the instigator is not found for the time being, these guys still can't run, the big deal... all killed!"

When he said this, although Xue An was smiling, the killing intent in his eyes could not be covered.

Wen Mu Ling was shocked, shocked by Xue An's heavy murderous aura, but soon there was joy on her face, "Thank you, Lord Ming, if you know..."

Speaking of this, Wen Mu Ling's voice began to choke again.

Xue An waved his hand, "Okay, don't cry! That guy is not dead again! Why are you crying?"

Ok?

Wen Muling's eyes instantly rounded, and she looked at Xue An blankly, "You...you mean..."

Xue An nodded, "I know him too well, how could he fall so easily with his strength?"

A flame of hope suddenly ignited in Wen Mu Ling's desperate heart, but she asked cautiously, "But... but now, there is no trace of the existence of Lord Mingjun's soul!"

Xue An smiled, "Don't forget what your Master Mingjun does. He is an expert at playing with the soul. How can he easily find him with those idiots?"

Wen Mu Ling's tears fell sternly again. Over the years, she has been thinking about revenge for Lord Mingjun all the time.

Sometimes I would secretly imagine that Lord Mingjun is not dead, he just hid in a corner and didn't show up temporarily.

But this idea, with the passage of time, gradually faded away, and eventually fell into complete despair.

But now, when she heard the words of Shenhuo Guizun, who was as famous as Mingjun and still a close friend, she couldn't help rekindling hope.

"I knew it was like this! Ouuuuuuu Mingjun, it's great that you weren't dead!" Wen Muling whispered.

Xue An didn't urge him either. He knew that this woman was under too much pressure, so let him vent it now.

After a long time, Wen Muling finally stopped her grief. Seeing Xue Anzheng standing aside and looking at herself with a smile, her face couldn't help but flushed, and she hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I..."

Xue An waved his hand, "Well, needless to say! I still have a question to ask you!"

"My lord, please speak!" Wen Mu Ling's face instantly became solemn.

"With your strength, how did you escape the chase of the giants in the central ghost world and hide it perfectly here?"

This is also a question Xue An has had since discovering Wen Muling's identity.

Because he can see at a glance how Wen Mu Ling's current strength is.

Although in Xue An's eyes, those wealthy families in the Central Ghost World are nothing.

But based on Wen Mu Ling's meager demeanor, it is impossible to escape their pursuit.

That's why Xue An asked this question.

After hearing Xue An’s words, Wen Muling's complexion changed slightly, but soon returned to normal, then she lowered her head and said like a mosquito: "My lord, I will tell you if you don’t ask about it. ! It's just a matter of great importance..."

"Oh? Let's talk about it now!" Xue An waved his hand, and a barrier of divine consciousness isolated everyone.

Wen Muling took a deep breath when she saw this, then slowly raised her head, and said in a deep voice: "My lord, do you believe that there are good people among the senior ghosts?"

This question made Xue An stunned, then smiled and nodded, "Although the probability is lower, every ethnic group has both good and evil sides. Of course there will be good people in the ghost race! Otherwise, I will not follow. Your adults become friends!"

Wen Mu Ling nodded, "What I'm talking about now is a matter of the higher level of the ghost clan! My life is saved by her and she also sympathizes with Master Mingjun. I don't want to hurt her, so I'm so cautious!"

Next, through Wen Muling's narration, Xue An understood what happened.

After he suddenly left the ghost world because of some urgent matter, Mingjun was depressed for a while, and a series of things happened immediately afterwards, and finally Mingjun was missing.

However, his subordinates were not immune, and were besieged by the powerful families in the central ghost world and those powerful planes deep in the ghost world.

At that time, Wen Mu Ling was naturally there, but her strength was too low, and she could only watch as the normally amiable seniors were wiped out one by one by those wealthy families.

At that time, Wen Mu Ling was trembling with fright, but she had already embraced her belief in death and was ready to burn the jade.

But because her strength was too low, no one took care of her from beginning to end.

In the midst of this series of melee, Wen Mu Ling suddenly fainted, and when she woke up, she found that she was not dead. Not only did she not die, she came to a prosperous place.