But Mu Feng was calm, neither shocked nor angry. For a hundred-year-old man like him, all the children in their twenties were present.
"I met your master six years ago. At that time, she was still an eleven or twelve-year-old child. I wonder if I can meet again now?" Mu Feng relied on his seniority and looked extremely kind.
"My owner is indeed not here. As for where he went, I really don't know. Maybe he was going for a leisure trip." Wu Xin was still a little afraid of Mu Feng.
"Where is Ye Chen and Qiu Tong?" Wu Yue's eyes were like fox eyes.
"The two were injured and it was inconvenient to come out to meet each other." Jing Ao replied.
"Injured? Why are you injured? Is it serious?" Wu Yue brows tall.
"Ye Chen was seriously injured and almost died. Qiu Tong was injured by the undead, so there was no big problem." Jing Ao said politely, Wu Yue was still talking as much as before!
"Is that Qiongying injured?" Wu Yue asked anxiously again.
"No." Jing Ao shook his head, how could Qiongying be so easily injured?
"Fortunately, there wasn't." Wu Yue breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Jing Ao didn't seem to be lying.
"My owner is very good, I don't have to care about you, so I won't send you away." Wu Xin's eyes were filled with anger.
"No, no, no, no," Wu Yue waved her hand, had a thick-skinned face, raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Who killed five undead?"
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Wu Yue, a little vigilant.
Even Jing Ao was silent, with no expression on his face, and he thought to himself that Wu Yue's trip was not as simple as visiting Qiongying. Although Yan Dian was a bit cruel and unkind, he had never violated the well water with Guangming Palace.
Mu Feng is here too, why is that?
"The undead is dead?" Jing Hao, who had not spoken, suddenly said.
"Silly kid, don't you know?" Wu Yue asked sarcastically.
"I don't know." Jing Hao said expressionlessly.
"I don't know." Jing Ao and Nangong Chen also shook their heads in cooperation, although they didn't know why Jing Hao said so.
"Haha, lying students are not good students, especially your conspiracy to lie, which is really a hurtful heart for your teacher." Wu Yue pretended to be sad. Nowadays, the children in Oriental lies and don't make drafts. Alas, they have really grown up.
Jing Ao pulled the corner of his mouth, Jing Hao's expressionless face, Nangong Chen remained silent, thinking in his heart, what did Wu Yue know?
"Six days ago, I met Luo Wanqing, and she had already come here. I just saw that the outside of the hall had obviously been repaired. The trees were just planted, and there was still some charcoal ash on the soil, which was obviously burned by fire." Wu Yue traveled leisurely
It’s true, but the light in your eyes cannot be ignored.
"Who killed the undead, so what?" Wu Xin sneered, wishing to crush Luo Wanqing's bones and ashes.
"No, Luo Wanqing uses the forbidden technique, how can I sit still and ignore it?" Wu Yue frowned. It is not difficult to kill the dead spirit's body, but it is impossible to annihilate the soul of the undead spirit without the blood in the heart of the host.
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"Then let's go to Luo Wanqing, what's the use of finding us?" Wuxin didn't give him a good look.
"The undead in Luo Wanqing's hand is dead, and she can no longer control the undead." Wu Yue said.
When the few people heard this, they were all shocked, so they no longer had to be afraid of Luo Wanqing.
"How did you die?" Nangong Chen asked in surprise.
"All things are mutually generated and restrained, and any forbidden technique has the art of mutual restraint. There is no need to ask the bottom of this layer." Wu Yue was mysterious.