Bamboo forest, clear spring, Mu family courtyard.

The body has been buried, and two identical coffins are buried respectively by Mu Huaizong's wife and his old sister-in-law.

Qingqing changed into a heavy filial piety and knelt in front of her mother's coffin.

No tears in my eyes,

Tears have dried up.

There was no expression on her face, as if she had become numb. But there was anger in her eyes. Once she found the object of her pouring out, she would burst out.

Tang Shan explained the so-called "Qinglang Society" leader clearly - at least that's what he thought.

"I can see that you care about Qing'er very much. From this point of view, no matter whether you are the actual ruler of the Qinglang Society or not, you cannot allow others to hurt Qing'er's mother. However, before seeing me, you did not know that Qing'er was my daughter, and of course you did not know who her mother was. If you were the actual ruler of the Qinglang Society, you would have probably regarded this as an ordinary transaction and sent a killer for tens of thousands of taels of silver." Mu Huaizong responded to Tang Shan's explanation.

"When dealing with Hong Tieda, Lu Huai was also present, and he could prove it for me."

"Come him."

"No need!" Qingqing stood up and showed a sharp sword. "If you hadn't killed Mu Jishan, the aunt wouldn't have vented her anger on my father, and my mother wouldn't have died."

"You are right, your mother's death... was caused by me!" Tang Shan felt guilty about Qingqing's mother's death, and he was even more unwilling to see Qingqing's sad look, so he took the responsibility on himself.

"Since you admit it, I want you to be buried with my mother." The sharp sword in Qingqing's hand suddenly emitted a dazzling white light, and an eight-foot-long arc appeared instantly, slashing it in half at Tang Shan.

Tang Shan smiled a desolate smile on his face, suppressing the Gu demon and the Black Tiger Shield, just waiting for Qingqing to kill him.

The arc light was close to him, and Tang Shan would be cut into two pieces as soon as the foal passed through the gap.

Mu Huaizong suddenly took action, and the blood-red sword pointed out a circle, causing the arc to turn. With a whoosh, the arc flashed tightly against Tang Shan's chest, and shot into the air with a bitter and strong wind.

"You should let Qing'er kill me, so she will feel better!" Tang Shan sighed.

"The people of the Mu family will never kill innocent people!" Mu Huaizong threw the sword in the air, and the sword turned into a red light and drilled back into the scabbard.

"Mom..." Qingqing cried sadly, knelt down in front of her mother's coffin, and the sharp sword in her hand penetrated straight into the land beside her, as deep as the hilt of the sword.

"Rongrong?" Mu Huaizong stood beside the coffin, stroked the lid, and said in a gentle voice: "Qing'er is back, she has grown up!"

Tang Shan knelt from afar, kowtowed but couldn't get up, and choked and said, "Aunt Mu, Shan'er, I'm sorry for you!"

"Auntie!" A wailing cry came from outside the courtyard gate, "Han Wen kowtowed to you!"

Han Wen was wearing a heavy filial piety, carrying a sword on his back, and kneeling outside the yard.

"Sixth Brother!" Qingqing called out in pain, and her grievances turned into tears and rushed down.

"Little man!" Tang Shan stared at him and scolded him angrily.

"Tang Shan!" Han Wen, who was crying, also looked back angrily and shouted: "From today, even if I die, I will not let Qingqing suffer any grievances. If you are still a man, then come out to duel with me."

"You're here just right!" Tang Shan jumped up immediately and met step by step. "Qingqing can marry anyone, but she can't marry you, a despicable villain. For Qingqing, I can die. But before I die, I will send you to hell."

"Hey, boy!" A man's phantom appeared out of thin air and stopped Tang Shan, "In order to save that girl and even her qi and blood leak out, you have to compete with others for true energy. Your cultivation will be destroyed. I would like to advise you, from now on, in seclusion for three years, when will you recover the lost qi and blood, and when will you come out again to show your eyes?"

"It's you again!" Tang Shan sighed and nodded slightly, obviously agreeing with the advice of the visitor.

"There are laws in the three realms, and I must be restricted. You cannot turn against each other because of you and the King of Equality. Please do it yourself!" The phantom looked helpless, shook his head and turned toward Qingqing.

Mu Huaizong looked at it intently and couldn't help but praise: "The soul left his body and went straight to Qianli. Your great cultivation is beyond the reach of ordinary monks!"

"Girl!" Phantom ignored Mu Huaizong and said to Qingqing: "Your mother is a mortal, and life and death have a destiny. Don't blame Tang Shan. You... For your little enemies, I specially asked the King of Equality to come forward and leave your mother in the Great Hell of Abi, and let her be my wife's escort."

"Thank you!" Qingqing choked and knelt at the feet of the phantom, unable to get up.

"You?" In the blink of an eye, the phantom came to Han Wen, and fluttered his hands impatiently, and scolded: "Get out!"

Han Wen had already heard the conversation in the yard clearly. When he saw the phantom coming, he was frightened and frightened. But even in front of Qingqing, even if he asked him to die, he was unwilling to retreat. He immediately jumped up and pointed out, shouting: "Sir can be killed but not humiliated. If you have the ability, you can kill me?" As he shouted, the sword behind him shone out of the blue light, shot out from the sheath, and pressed against the phantom.

Qingqing was shocked when she saw this and hurriedly shouted: "Sixth Brother, don't!"

The phantom looked down at the Korean flying sword, and said disdainfully: "Yu Jianlu? Not a good skill! Do you need to kill you? Unfortunately... it's a pity... you are not worthy of me to take action!" He turned around with a big sting and walked towards the gate of the courtyard.

"If you hadn't been kind to Aunt Mu, even if you died, I would have fought with you!" Han Wen's face turned pale with anger, and the sword in the air trembled violently and made a buzzing sound.

The phantom had already walked into the yard, stood by the stream with his hands behind his back, staring at the flowing stream, and said sternly: "Old Red Bearded Monster, why don't you get out with me?"

A ball of red light shot out from the bamboo forest. The Shushan ancestor bowed and stood behind the phantom, bowed and said, "See the head master!"

"Master Master?" Mu Huaizong murmured, suddenly exclaiming, "Are you Hanquan?"

The phantom naturally came to the cold spring of the earth from the Abi Hell again, but he ignored Mu Huaizong's screams, and did not turn around and look at the ancestor of Shushan, but sighed: "Old monster! I would like to have something to do!"

"Don't dare!" The ancestor of Shushan lowered his body again and said respectfully: "The head sect said it is!"

"Tang Shan's blood is leaking, and he can't fight with others anymore. I will entrust him to you and you will personally escort him back to Beijing." Han Quan had no meaning of "seeking" at all, it was a completely commanding tone.

"Yes! I will follow the orders of the headmaster!" The ancestor of Shushan responded immediately.

"You stinky brat..." Han Quan came to Tang Shan, and the phantom gradually faded. "You can't stay in the palace honestly, and let me live for a few days?" Before he finished speaking, his phantom had disappeared.

The future mother-in-law was properly arranged, and Hanquan ran up from the Abi Hell again to support himself. Tang Shan felt completely disappointed, but at this moment he showed the arrogance of a villain, and said, "Take care of my mother-in-law, I will stay in the palace honestly, how about it?"

"You little brat, how dare you give me the conditions? It seems that I shouldn't care about your rags!" Han Quan's voice came from the ground, "Don't worry! I've already explained to Ling Si, she will take good care of your mother-in-law!"

"Master Master?" The ancestor of Shushan carefully asked for verification, "Please tell me, is Tang Shan the new leader of our Wuzong?" No one responded, but a cold wind blew past him. He paused and asked again: "So... is he the reincarnation of Master Yang?"

"Who is so bold?" A cloaked hell general appeared underground, and a ball of black gas was spinning in his hood. Two cold lights shot directly at the ancestor of Shushan. "You want to send the sound to the Great Hell of Abi, let Hanquan leak the secrets of heaven and provoke the war of the Three Realms, right?"

The ancestor of Shushan curled his lips and said angrily: "I dare not!"

"Don't you? What else do you martial artists dare not do?" The Hell God reprimanded and warned him sternly: "If your martial artists still want to keep the sect town, then follow the laws of the three realms and practice with great success. Otherwise, the gods will come and wipe out the sect descendants of your martial artists." After saying that, he snorted and hid into the ground again.

The old ancestor of Shushan glanced at the place where the Hell God General was hiding, looked at Tang Shan in confusion, and sighed: "No matter who you are, after all, I am the martial arts clan. I will send you back to Beijing!"

"Hiss Mu?" Tang Shan ran to Mu Huaizong with a dizzy smile and said, "Is my engagement with Qing'er?"

"Dad?" Qingqing called out and shook her head gently.

The daughter's meaning is very obvious, asking him to oppose this marriage. Hanquan's meaning is also very obvious, as if he has already agreed to this marriage. Even if he doesn't consider Hanquan's opinion, he is taking care of his beloved wife underground. Mu Huaizong was in trouble for a while and pondered for a while and said, "Tang Shan, if Lu Huai can prove that you are not the real master of the Qinglang Society, then I will not oppose this marriage. But when will I get married, I need to respect Qing'er's opinion."

This is a compromise method. If Qing'er is unwilling, she can delay the wedding day indefinitely. But as long as Tang Shan lives for one day, Qing'er will never marry Han Wen.

After listening to Mu Huaizong's reply, Tang Shan, Qingqing and Korean felt almost the same, and they were worried about gains and losses.

"Let's go! Go back to the palace and practice happily!" The ancestor of Shushan floated over, grabbed Tang Shan, and flew away.

Mu Huaizong bowed and bowed, "The sword protector respectfully sent the ancestor!"

"No!" The ancestor of Shushan had already flew to the courtyard gate, and with a bang, an invisible air wall stopped him. But Tang Shan escaped from his hand, passed through the air wall, and turned over to the ground.

The cloak of the Hell God General appeared in front of the Shushan Ancestor, "If it weren't for Hanquan, you wouldn't have escorted him back to Beijing. Hanquan's move was suspected of disrupting the world of cultivation. I will stop you because of Hanquan's sake and help him avoid the crime of disrupting the world of cultivation."

The ancestor of Shushan did not dare to disobey Hanquan's order, but he could not attack the Hell God General and forcibly broke through his obstacles. He was so angry that he was so angry that he stared at him, but he had no choice but to do anything.

Mu Huaizong floated in the air and said to Han Wen: "I have warned the two elders of the Ma family and asked them to go back and tell Yue Chengfeng that in my Shu area, whoever dares to attack Tang Shan will be my Mu Huaizong's enemy. Han Wen, if you don't want to be my enemy, then please let Tang Shan go."

The Hell God General did not stop Mu Huaizong. Even if Hanquan did not appear, Mu Huaizong would warn him like this. After Mu Huaizong finished speaking, he said, "Han Wen will definitely listen to you and will never take action here. But if Tang Shan left Shu, the words of Mu Daxia would lose his restraint on him!"

His words were hinting to Han Wen. Of course, Han Wen understood it, nodded and said, "As long as Tang Shan walked out of Shu, I will kill him."

Qingqing couldn't bear it and wanted to say something, but she didn't say it.

Mu Huaizong knew that Tang Shan's qi and blood were leaking out and he could no longer fight with the monks. Thinking that Tang Shan might destroy his cultivation for his daughter, he couldn't help but sigh with regret.

The clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and this must change like a green dog.

Things in the world are unpredictable and change rapidly.

Just now, Tang Shan was escorted by the ancestor of Shushan because of his return to Beijing, and he was worried all the way. In a blink of an eye, all kinds of disasters on the way back appeared again.

Korean, Feixue, a killer in the world of cultivation... Since Tang Shan's qi and blood are leaking, he is unable to compete with the true essence, I am afraid that any monk can take his life.

"This is fate. If I was destined to die on the way back to Beijing, I would admit it!" Tang Shan walked out.

The Hell God shot two cold lights from his hood behind him and said in a dark voice: "I have said something to you when I met last time. I will not want to say the same thing again."

Tang Shan showed a far-fetched smile on his face, because he had already remembered what the Hell God General once said - if you die, Hanquan will definitely summon you under his command, which will be something we don't want to see...
Chapter completed!