"Wusheng, Wuguan?" Lu Zhou's eyes fell on the two of them, "Are you descendants of the Ten Witches?"

The wizard on the left bowed and said:

"My two brothers are indeed descendants of the Ten Witches."

Ming Shiyin said: "Are you the ones who blocked my junior sister's cultivation?"

Wu Sheng said: "There was a misunderstanding. My two brothers came to Motian Pavilion to resolve this misunderstanding."

"Tell me and listen." Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly, returned to his seat, and sat down slowly.

Wu Sheng said slowly:

"Although we are descendants of the Ten Witches, we are loyal to the Great Yan Imperial Court. In recent days, there have been some minor frictions and misunderstandings with Motian Pavilion. My master asked me to visit Motian Pavilion to apologize to the master of the pavilion.

"

"That's all?" Lu Zhou disagreed.

"Previously, my family visited Jingming Dao. By chance, a master of Jingming Dao captured Mr. Wu Zhaoyue, so he took action to seal Mr. Wu's cultivation. In this regard...my family is willing to offer five Xuan-level weapons and ten thousand taels of gold as reconciliation.

compensation."

As he said that, the two soldiers behind opened the box.

Five weapons, and golden gold.

Mingshi laughed when he heard this and said:

"Mysterious level weapons, thank you for being able to handle them! Look... what am I doing?"

In the heart of his right hand, the Farewell Hook Scabbard was suspended in the air, surrounded by a faint Gang Qi, clearly showing the grade of the Farewell Hook Sheath.

This is an out-and-out heaven-level weapon.

"And my Overlord Gun."

Duanmusheng raised his right hand, and the Overlord Spear rotated 360 degrees, and the Gang Qi turned into a stream of light, passing from the head to the tail of the gun.

The coiled dragon pattern adds a touch of kingly aura.

It is also a heavenly weapon.

Wu Sheng and Wu Guan glanced left and right...a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes, and then they regained their composure.

"The Demonic Sky Pavilion is really impressive. As soon as it is released, it is a heaven-level weapon." Wu Sheng praised.

"Now that you know...you still carry a bunch of junk up the mountain?"

"I'm sorry, junior." Wu Sheng said with cupped hands.

Lu Zhou said calmly: "What is your lord's name?"

In fact, this information is easy to find. After several battles during this period, it is basically clear that this master is the popular person next to His Highness the Second Prince.

"My Lord, Mo Li, is the strongest witchcraft practitioner in the Great Flame God City in the world!" When the shaman said these words, he couldn't help but show a heroic look.

"The most powerful witchcraft practitioner in the world? Just blow it as hard as you can! Anyway, I don't believe it." Xiao Yuan'er couldn't help but get hit when she heard such words.

Wu Sheng and Wu Guan glanced at Xiao Yuan'er.

"This is not important. What is important is... the attitude of the Pavilion Master." Wu Sheng handed over his hand again.

Lu Zhou shook his head and said:

"If she comes in person, there may be a chance. But you two..."

"This..." Wu Sheng couldn't help but was startled, and had a bad premonition, and quickly explained, "Master Mo Li has many things to do, and to be honest, Master Chen Zhu passed away unfortunately a few days ago. Master Mo Li was too sad and couldn't help it.

Leave the city of God."

Wu Guan followed: "Lord Mo Li has been looking for the murderer these days, working day and night. Once Lord Mo Li finds the murderer of Chen Zhu, he will be cut into pieces. Once this matter is resolved, Lord Mo Li will definitely personally

Visit Motian Pavilion!”

"In addition, I got news in the palace that someone in Dutianjiang area is pretending to be Motian Pavilion. They are really audacious. In order to resolve the conflict with Motian Pavilion, Lord Mo Li also included the impersonator as an object of investigation."

Ming Shiyin and Duanmusheng were stunned for a moment after hearing these words.

Lu Zhou thought of the witchcraft formation by the Dutian River.

Chen Zhu, one of the three great marksmen, was killed by him himself.

At that time, a large array of witchcraft filled the air, and the line of sight was blocked.

Ding Fanqiu pretended to be Motian Pavilion and diverted the attention of the palace.

In other words... the palace still doesn't know that it was Motian Pavilion who killed Chen Zhu.

Lu Zhou said calmly:

"I can forget about Zhaoyue's matter."

As soon as these words came out, the disciples looked at each other and were a little surprised by this. They didn't expect that the master would be so magnanimous and magnanimous. Compared with before, it was really a huge difference.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!" Wu Sheng and Wu Guan bowed at the same time.

Wu Sheng stood up straight and said again: "This trip to the Demonic Sky Pavilion has another meaning."

"explain."

"Motian Pavilion is a demonic path, and the top ten famous sects are eyeing it. Lord Mo Li sincerely admires the strength of Motian Pavilion. Now the Great Yan royal family is in urgent need of support. Why doesn't Motian Pavilion serve the imperial court and benefit the people of the world?" Wu

He said in a slow voice.

"Zhao'an?"

"That's right, Zhao'an. From now on, Motian Pavilion will reach the sky in one step, transforming from demon to righteousness, and will be admired by the world!"

Duanmusheng raised the Overlord gun in his hand and smashed it on the ground.

Clang.

"Fuck you! The last person who spoke like this was Zuo Xinchan, the second leader of Mosha Sect! Zuo Xinchan even knows how to save face, so you might as well give up all face!"

Wu Sheng: "..."

Wu Guan: "..."

Ming Shiyin echoed: "If you really benefit the people of the world...then how can you explain the massacre of innocent people in the Dutianjiang area?"

Wu Sheng frowned.

A bad premonition arose in my heart again.

There were pairs of eyes around them, staring at them intently.

"Motian Pavilion also knows about crossing the Tianjiang River?" Wu Sheng said.

Lu Zhou put his hands behind his back and said, "Chen Zhu is so bold... I have sent him back to the west."

"..."

Wu Sheng and Wu Guan took a step back at the same time.

He looked at Lu Zhou in disbelief.

After a brief moment of surprise, Wu Sheng forcibly calmed down and said, "Did Demon Pavilion kill Lord Chen Zhu?"

"Are you deaf?" Ming Shiyin said with a smile.

"The matter has come to this... I think there must be some misunderstanding here. Lord Chen Zhu got the news that the Motian Pavilion that appeared in the Dutianjiang area was someone else pretending to be it. Lord Chen Zhu must have bumped into the master of the pavilion, and there was a conflict between the two parties.

Although Mr. Chen Zhu was a marksman, he lacked calmness in his actions and offended the Pavilion Master, so he died unjustly." Wu Sheng analyzed himself.

"It's true that you are thick-skinned. It seems that you just said that you would cut Chen Zhu's murderer into pieces... Come, my master is here... Do you dare to do it?" Ming Shiyin

smiled.

Lu Zhou glanced at Ming Shiyin and reprimanded: "Talk nonsense and slap your mouth."

Ming Shiyin quickly lowered his head and smacked his mouth, saying, "My disciple was rude for a moment, and I hope Master can forgive me."

Lu Zhou ignored Ming Shiyin.

Wu Sheng said awkwardly:

"It's all a misunderstanding. I didn't know that Mr. Chen Zhu died at the hands of the Pavilion Master before. I think the Pavilion Master understands the righteousness and will not argue with the younger generation."

"You are wrong." Lu Zhou shook his head.

"..."

"A little Chen Zhu cannot satisfy me." As Lu Zhou waved his hand, the two female cultivators next to him bowed slightly.

Not long after.

Two female cultivators used wooden chairs to carry the unconscious Ye Tianxin in.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Ye Tianxin.

Wu Sheng said doubtfully: "This is..."

"This is our master's sixth disciple. Ye Tianxin... was born in Yulong Village, Dutian River." Zhao Yue said.

Wu Sheng frowned slightly and suddenly understood why Motian Pavilion had such an attitude.

"I see."

Wu Sheng cupped his hands and said, "To be honest...the massacre of Yulong Village was the work of General Wei Zhuoyan of Changning and had nothing to do with Master Mo Li."

"It doesn't matter if you say it doesn't matter?" Duanmusheng said.
Chapter completed!