After seeing Mu Xihan off, the prophet frowned and looked at the two corpses on the altar. He also touched the bones once, but he was just like Yue Bai, confused and had no trace?

No, traces? No?

At this time, Wuxu asked for a meeting. "I'm really busy today."

"Master Prophet."

"Qing'er, you are here for Xiyan's affairs, right?" The prophet looked at Wuxu and sat in his main seat with his hands. "Do you know that your uncle has come just now, and you are here now. The news is so well-informed, Yuan Jing or Yuan Shen?"

"Sir, what do you think?"

"Ha, don't talk about your Wood Dragon lineage, the entire dragon clan is probably only a few of you. The Yuanshen splits, the Yuanshen dividing, which one is the Yuanshen. Let's talk about it." The prophet looked up at the Wuxu Dragon, with appreciation in his eyes.

"Hurry, my ancestors are still wandering in the two realms."

The prophet smiled, "Hey, I'm so happy to practice, tell me, what do you want from Xiyan?"

"Old ancestor, do you know the reasons for my mother's death back then? Qing'er wants to verify it with you."

The prophet looked up at the beautiful Wuxu, and his heart was slightly tightened. He still remembered the appearance of the beautiful woman in front of him. Although he didn't know what Wutong had done, he still remembered the tragic situation in the Xiaoyan Formation.

I am still confused as to why something happened.

"Qing'er, I understand that you want to avenge your mother. But this Xiyan is not a solution. You should not make things complicated. Why not let this child come out and confront your uncle in front of you?"

"Xiyan said with certain words that she was harmed by a brown insect, and my mother was there to rescue her, but the remains of the insects had long been lost and she could not prove her innocence." Wuxu said, "I was originally unscrupulous to Xiyan, but Yuebai said that Xiyan had passed the third sect of the Holy Sect. Such a person does not look like a lie. If she really has a problem, then she can't pass the Pinghe Sect, let alone the second sect behind it."

The prophet was silent, she knew it, and she knew it all.

"Sir, Qing'er just wants to know a correct statement. Did Xiyan indirectly kill my mother?"

The prophet was still silent, while Wuxu was waiting for an answer.

"grown ups…"

The prophet clasped his eyes and made up his mind. "No! I can be sure, no!"

"Then what should my mother die?"

"Qing'er, your mother was extremely dangerous when she gave birth to you, and I don't know what she encountered during her birth. In short, after giving birth, you died of blood and I was powerless to turn the world away." The prophet couldn't continue to say anything. It was one of the few things he could not face, it was too tragic.

"Dragon women will have problems with giving birth, and there are many people who are as difficult as your mother, but if you say that Xiyan is a harm to your mother, she is incompetent."

"Not capable?"

"Your mother has also obtained all the true teachings of Guizhi. How could she easily be broken by the top masters in array refining weapons? Do you understand what I mean?"

"My mother?" Wuxu was very surprised. Few people would mention their mother since childhood.

"If you don't say it, you are afraid that you will be sad, and you will ask. In your impression, my mother is probably a gentle and beautiful woman, right?" The prophet comforted gently, "But everyone forgot to tell you that your mother is very strong. She is your third grandmother's favorite disciple and her favorite niece, no doubt about it."

Wuxu was stunned.

"The Junxin sword in your father's hand can be said to be your mother's final work, alas..." The prophet couldn't continue.
Chapter completed!