"It's interesting." Xia Qingchen was somewhat interested in the Dark Moon Queen whom she had never met before.
There was not much fear in his expression.
"It doesn't matter, I have my own way to deal with it." Xia Qingchen said.
Don't say that the Black Moon Order has not been sent yet.
Even if it is sent, so what?
Who will die in whose hands is still a matter of debate.
"Qiu Chou, Lian Xing, take good care of your family." After Xia Qingchen finished speaking, he left the clan.
After staying far away from the sect, he whistled to call Tiange over, and rode him thousands of miles straight to Shenxiu Yungu City.
At the flying speed of Tiange Star.
We arrived successfully in just two days.
"You wait outside the city." Xia Qingchen said.
Tian Ge nodded and looked for a place to sleep peacefully.
Xia Qingchen was alone, riding a small boat up the river.
Looking at the familiar scenery and familiar houses along both sides of the river, Xia Qingchen couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.
It is said that people who are close to home are more timid and dare not ask people.
He had a glimmer of hope.
One year has passed.
What about my father's cultivation, and what about my aunt and cousin who returned to Yun Gucheng.
And Temple Town Zhilan, the girl who calls herself brother Qingchen, how is she doing now?
There are also Shen Congshan, the master of the Wuge Pavilion, and Qin Lin, the instructor of the Ding Class.
Are they all okay?
Familiar faces appeared in Xia Qingchen's mind.
When the boat passed by the Immortal's Residence, Xia Qingchen was slightly surprised.
The Immortal Residence, which sells tens of thousands of dollars a day, is closed and closed!
There were obviously fewer pedestrians on the street, and they were all in a hurry.
Yungu City, which was not considered prosperous at first, felt a bit more desolate than before.
What happened?
There was a hint of ominous premonition in his heart.
He quickly arrived at Nanxia Mansion.
However, the gate of Nanxia Mansion is dilapidated and the house is in a mess. Several beggars are searching for valuable things inside.
With a sudden thought, he grabbed a beggar and asked, "What happened to Nanxia Mansion?"
The beggar was startled and hesitantly said: "My house has been ransacked!"
Search your home?
"Who copied it?" With the master of the Wuge Pavilion here, who dares to touch the Xia family?
"God...Temple!"
In Yungu City, the only force comparable to Wuge is the temple.
However, the relationship between the temple and the Xia Mansion is irreconcilable, so why would it deal with the Xia Mansion?
"Where is Xia Yuan? Where is he?" Xia Qingchen was in a nervous mood.
The beggar said: "I am imprisoned by the temple."
Temple!
Xia Qingchen's eyes turned cold and he used his body skills to leave quickly.
"Ah! Ghost!" In the eyes of the beggar, Xia Qingchen teleported and couldn't help but scream in fear.
Also screaming is the Temple Dungeon.
The dungeon was originally used by the temple to punish sinners who desecrated King Wuchen.
But it has never been used.
Nowadays it is overcrowded.
Inside are the masters of the Martial Pavilion, the masters of the temple, and Xia Yuan and Xia Jie!
Everyone who has a close relationship with the Xia family is here.
In the dungeon corridor, on a chair.
Mo Yuan crossed his legs and sipped tea leisurely: "Hasn't that bitch Zhen Zhilan come to rob the prison yet?"
Behind him stood an old man with a slightly sinister smile.
It was Xia Qingchen who made things difficult for his iron protector when he first came to the temple.
Everyone in the temple was arrested, but he was the only one safe and sound.
"Haha, Master Mo, please be patient. Based on my understanding of that girl, I will definitely not leave him alone." Protector Tie chuckled.
There was a desire for revenge in Mo Yuan's eyes: "That bitch back then was against Xia Qingchen, but she ignored me!"
"Now, I want her to kneel on the ground... no, kneel on the bed and beg me!"
A trace of evil intention bloomed at the corner of his lips.
He has been thinking about Zhen Zhilan for a long time, and he will get his wish soon.
"I can't wait any longer!" Mo Yuan stood up and commanded several confidants from the former imperial capital temple: "Drag this guy out and hang him at the entrance of the temple!"
"Then spank me hard until that bitch shows up."
In a cage.
The head of the town hall’s eyes were about to burst: “You beast!”
He looked full of regret, why didn't he slap Mo Yuan to death in the first place!
It turned out that it was half a month ago.
Dramatic changes in the principality.
Taking this opportunity, people from the former imperial capital temple raided Yungu City and arrested all the temples and martial arts pavilions.
Due to restrictions, the royal family had no time to distract from assistance.
Fortunately, Zhen Zhilan happened to be out and was not caught.
Otherwise, he would have been ruined by this little beast Mo Yuan.
"Haha, go ahead and scold me. The more you scold me, the more I will abuse your daughter later!" Mo Yuan smiled evilly.
He waved his hand and ordered someone to drag him out.
When passing by Protector Tie, the town hall master stared at Protector Tie resentfully: "Why did you betray me?"
When the opponent came to attack, the Iron Protector switched sides and struck him from behind.
He failed and was captured.
The rest of the people in the temple surrendered and surrendered.
That's why the temple fell so quickly.
It can be said that it was all the fault of the traitor, Protector Tie!
The iron guardian smiled but said: "I'm sorry, I have never been your person."
Mo Yuan looked at Protector Tie in surprise.
He is not from the Imperial Capital Temple either.
Until now, he still hasn't figured out why the Iron Protector counterattacked in the middle of the battle.
However, Mo Yuan didn't care so much.
All he cares about is when he can get Zhen Zhilan!
"Let's go! I'll do it myself." Mo Yuan left with a smile.
Outside the palace.
Under Mo Yuan's order, a group of people hung the master of the town hall on the plaque.
He personally picked up a whip and whipped it hard.
As soon as it was drawn, blood spattered.
He paused, looked outside the temple with a sneer, and said loudly: "Zhen Zhilan, I know you are nearby! If you come out now, your father will suffer less."
Outside, there was no movement.
Mo Yuan picked up the whip again and whipped it three times in a row.
"My whip is coated with some poison. Every time I whip it, the poison will invade the body and cause the body to begin to rot!"
"When the time comes, even if he is not beaten to death, he will be crippled!"
There was still no movement outside, so he started smoking again.
However, just as the whip was raised, a slight scolding of suppressed grief and indignation came.
Mo Yuan turned around and saw a man in a broad robe and a bamboo hat climbing over the courtyard wall.
She took off her bamboo hat, revealing Zhen Zhilan's elegant and beautiful face.
Mo Yuan put down the whip and his eyes lit up: "Bitch, you are finally willing to show up!"
At this time, the men and horses lying in ambush on both sides rushed out to capture her.
Mo Yuan waved his hand: "Back off!"
He walked over with a wicked smile, laughing as he walked: "What I don't like the most is forcing others!"
"I want you to be obedient and crawl into my bed willingly!"
Zhen Zhilan's eyes were red, and she glared at Mo Yuan angrily: "Let my father go, you can do whatever you want to me, it's up to you!"
Mo Yuan smiled wildly: "Okay, take off your clothes first and show me?"
Zhen Zhilan's soft body trembled slightly.
Tears of humiliation rolled down from his eyes, and he stood there hesitating.
Mo Yuan's eyes flashed with anger: "Here comes someone. After a few dozen breaths, this bitch didn't even take off her clothes, so she cut off one of my fingers!"