"Sister Zhang, what vixen are you talking about?"

"She! She is a vixen!"

Zhang Wentong pointed to a woman in a blue shirt not far away and said in a sharp voice.

At the same time, Mu Wushuang's brows frowned fiercely.

She almost forgot that there was another Miss Zhang!

Everyone was killed by her and destroyed the body, but only Miss Zhang disappeared in advance.

From Shen Zhouyi's memory, she found that Miss Zhang was named Zhang Wentong, the daughter of a relatively well-known alchemist in Shenyuan City. She liked Shen Zhouyi, but Shen Zhouyi felt that she was mediocre and looked down on her.

Later, before entering Danxia Valley, in order not to let Zhang Wentong ruin his good deeds, Shen Zhouyi drove her away sarcastically.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wentong actually returned to Shenyuan City early.

I just don’t know how long Zhang Wentong has been back and how many people have told me about what happened in the Ziyang Mountains!

"What kind of vixen, Sister Zhang, have you gone to the Ziyang Mountains with Mr. Shen? I tell you, fortunately you came back early, you don't know that Mr. Shen and his group have died in Danxia Valley! They were burned to the point where only a little ashes were left! No one survived! So terrible!"

A young woman beside Zhang Wentong said to Zhang Wentong with a look of fear.

"What?!"

Zhang Wentong suddenly widened her eyes.

She had just returned to Shen Yuancheng not long ago. At that time, Shen Zhouyi's speech hurt her self-esteem. She was so angry that she came back alone. She thought that after Shen Zhouyi brought the vixen back, she must give the woman a good look and let her know what the outcome of snatching her from a man!

She originally thought that Shen Zhouyi would send someone to protect her, but she didn't expect that he didn't care about her life or death. On the way back, something happened to her, so she wasted a lot of time before entering the city gate.

As soon as they entered the city gate, they met her friend. Before they could say a few words, she saw Mu Wushuang.

So she didn't know the news of Shen Zhouyi's death at all!

Shen Zhouyi is the young lord of Shen Yuan City! With so many people around him to protect him, how could he die?

He is dead, so why is such a woman here?

Didn’t she say she’s alive? Why is she still alive?

Zhang Wentong felt countless doubts in her heart, and her steps towards Mu Wushuang were also stopped. She suddenly had a bad premonition, would it be...

"Let's go! Accompany me to the city lord's mansion!"

Zhang Wentong subconsciously took a step back, grabbed the hand of her friend, and wanted to take her to the city lord's mansion together.

She must tell the city lord this news!

Maybe the death of the young city lord is related to this vixen! You must let the city lord execute this vixen!

"Go? Where to go? Miss Zhang."

A sarcastic voice sounded in her mind, and she felt like she was fixed and could not move for a moment!

How is that possible!

Zhang Wentong felt a storm in her heart. She felt the extremely terrifying pressure. This was the pressure of the Daluo Golden Immortal. This vixen is actually the Daluo Golden Immortal??

She is in the realm of a true immortal, and she is just one heaven and one earth with Daluo Jinxian. The other party can kill herself by wielding his fingers!

Zhang Wentong was both shocked and scared, and at the same time, she was 100% sure that this woman was the one who killed Shen Zhouyi!

She is so powerful that it is too simple to kill Shen Zhouyi and others!

"Sister Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

The woman beside Zhang Wentong looked at her in confusion, but she couldn't make a sound.

At this moment, Zhang Wentong suddenly felt her whole body lightening and no longer restrained. When she looked up, she saw that the figure of the woman was no longer in front of her.

She felt relieved, and a vicious look flashed in her eyes. She hurriedly pulled her friends around her to run towards the city lord's mansion.

After a few steps, Zhang Wentong suddenly fell to the ground, bleeding from her seven orifices, and the soul in her body was sucked by a force, and was directly shattered by a force.

"ah!!"

The woman who was pulled by Zhang Wentong fell down, but when she looked up, she saw Zhang Wentong's tragic death. She was so scared that she sat on the ground and screamed.

After a while, her scream led the city guards over.

"Isn't this Zhang Wentong, the daughter of Zhang Alchemist? Why did he die? What happened?"

"I don't know either!" the woman on the ground said in confusion: "She ran and suddenly died."

"So something unusual happened just now? For example, did she meet some suspicious person just now?"

The city guards asked.

"No, everything is normal. We didn't see anyone along the way." The woman said.

She was a little confused, as if she didn't remember anything important.

...

In the largest auction house in Shenyuan City, Mu Wushuang was taking a look at the outer hall. There were many elixirs and weapons sold here, but the grade was definitely not too good. Generally, better things are auctioned inside.

She played with the pill bottle in her hand, walked slowly, and placed it on the counter.

"Shopkeeper, sell things."

“What to sell?”

The shopkeeper didn't raise his head, and just glanced at the small elixir bottle on the counter, looking no more interested.

"Immortal Pill."

"Immortal Pill?"

The shopkeeper finally raised his head and looked at Mu Wushuang a few times. She was wearing a veil and couldn't see her appearance clearly, but her indifferent phoenix eyes were very imposing and dare not underestimate her.

After looking at her cultivation level, he picked up the pill bottle, opened the bottle plug, and glanced at it.

"You want to sell these three elixirs?"

The shopkeeper was satisfied with the quality of this immortal pill. Although it was only a first-grade immortal pill, he knew countless things, so he naturally knew that these three first-grade immortal pills were of high quality and were popular everywhere, not to mention this high-quality immortal pill.

But although he was satisfied, he did not show any slightest expression on his face, and even a picky look in his eyes.

"How to bid?" Mu Wushuang asked in a plain tone.

"Your three immortal pills are just common first-grade immortal pills. I will give you at most 50 million top-grade Xuanling Stones." The shopkeeper shook his head dissatisfiedly and gave the price.

"It seems that the shopkeeper is not sincerely trying."

She held the pill bottle in her hand expressionlessly, turned around and walked out.

The first-grade immortal pill bought for her by the fat shopkeeper, which cost 30 million of the top-grade Xuanling Stones, and the quality is not as good as the three she has refined.

The shopkeeper probably thought that she was a spiritual practitioner and her cultivation was not suppressed very well, so he thought she was easy to bully.

Want to buy three first-grade immortal pills for 50 million high-grade Xuanling Stone? It’s a joke.

"Hey! Wait! Girl, the price can be negotiated. Do you only have these three elixirs? Are there any?"

The shopkeeper quickly kept it.

Mu Wushuang glanced coldly over, and his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, "Why, three immortal pills are not enough?"
Chapter completed!