The Holy Land of the Great Journey! In a hall.

The Holy Son of Gu Yue looked at the seven coffins in front of him with a gloomy face!

In each coffin, there was a corpse lying at this moment. Three men, four women, and seven corpses were dressed in gorgeous robes, all of which were cut into their throats. There was no sound.

The Holy Son of Gu Yue's face was gloomy, and stood beside him the most beloved son of Daojun, Yang Zhijiu.

"The second brother to the eighth brother? What's going on? I went to Zhongshenzhou, why were they all dead? Moreover, this is not the death they should have!" The Holy Son of Gu Yue said with a gloomy face.

"Yang Guyue, don't worry, my father has plans for everything!" Yang Zhijiu said with a smile.

"It is said that Mo Yuxi killed all of them, but when I saw this corpse, I understood that it must not be Mo Yuxi's hands. Do you think my father has plans? What are the plans? Could it be for you again?" The face of the Holy Son of Gu Yue changed.

Yang Zhijiu said proudly: "Yes, my father wants to force Mo Yuxi to marry me! So, the second brother went to the eighth brother to pretend to die!"

"Fake death? Why? Can they still live?" The Holy Son of Gu Yue said in a deep voice.

"Of course! No matter what, they are my brothers after all, how could they die for no reason!" Yang Zhijiu said with a smile.

"They died in front of everyone. How can they survive? How can they explain to the Holy Lord in the future?" The Holy Son of Gu Yue said in a deep voice.

"You don't have to worry about this, my father has plans!" Yang Zhijiu said confidently.

The Holy Son of Gu Yue looked at his seven younger brothers and sisters lying in the coffin, and then looked at Yang Zhijiu, who was proud of his face, with a very complicated expression.

"It's for you again. My father is so partial. He actually lets the seven children die for your marriage?" The Holy Son of Gu Yue felt a chill in his heart.

This love made Gu Yue Shengzi too incomprehensible! This is the biological child of Daojun Maori. He killed Yang Zhijiu for his nonsense?

Yang Zhijiu said distractedly: "What are you worried about? They will be resurrected. Their souls have been taken over by their father. Just wait for Mo Yuxi to marry me and they can be resurrected!"

"They are my brother and my sister. If they can't survive, I will kill you!" Gu Yue Shengzi said in a cold tone.

"Hmph, this is my father's decision, what does it have to do with me?" Yang Zhijiu said without giving in.

"Mo Yuxi is in the holy land and has a very low status. She just forced her to marry Mo Yuxi. Why do you have to spend so much money? So many people died?" The Holy Son of Gu Yue said in a deep voice.

"How could I know, Humph, I don't have time to accompany you to see these dead people. I still have to go to Mo Yuxi to propose marriage!" Yang Zhijiu shook his sleeves and walked out of the hall.

Seeing Yang Zhijiu leaving, the Holy Son of Gu Yue looked ugly.

Turn to the tower! Read the novel, the Holy Son of Gu Yue looks at the seven-mouth coffin.

"Second, third brother, no matter how you die, you will definitely survive. Otherwise, I will definitely avenge you! It is our luck and our sorrow to be born in this family!" The Holy Son of Gu Yue said bitterly—

Yan Chuan and Jin Dayu were flying in the air, in front of the two of them, and were blocking two purple robe figures at this moment.

"I've seen his portrait, Yan Chuan, the lord of the Dazhen Dynasty!" a man in purple robe shouted coldly.

"You are Yan Chuan?" Another person's eyes lit up.

"Who are you?" Yan Chuan looked coldly at the two suddenly blocking guests.

"We are the true lords of Lanyou Sect!" said one of them.

"Oh? Lan You Sect? Dong & Tower Read novel Shenzhou is among the top ten. I heard that your sect leader was once a disciple of the Dazhao Holy Land. Later, with the permission of Jing Zhao, he opened the Lan You Sect as an affiliation of the Dazhao Holy Land?" Yan Chuan recalled.

"It's good to know. Our sect leader is a powerful man in the Shangxu Realm. Yan Chuan, you won't surrender!" One of the men in purple robe shouted.

"Snatch me? I, Yan Chuan, have nothing to do with you, Lan You Sect?" Yan Chuan said in confusion.

"It's not related, but you have something to do with Mo Yuxi. It is rumored that you are Mo Yuxi's lover. Mo Yuxi killed the son of our sect leader. Now he is hiding in Meng Wenruo's place. As long as you catch you, I don't believe Mo Yuxi will not come out!" The man in purple robe shouted.

Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes: "Is that true?"

"Senior brother, just arrest him directly, don't talk nonsense!" another man in purple robe shouted.

"right!"

The two rushed towards Yan Chuan quickly.

"boom!"

Jin Dayu rushed forward instantly, quickly punched two punches, and the three of them fought instantly.

Jin Dayu's battle was extremely fierce. In his roar, he punched extremely strongly, and there was a burning force on his fist.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The two of them were immediately deformed by Jin Dayu.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

In a blink of an eye, two powerful men in purple robe were knocked away.

Yan Chuan did not stop and continued to fly towards the city lord's mansion.

Soon, he flew to the city lord's mansion.

"Who is coming!" Someone stopped him in the city lord's mansion.

"Go down!" Mr. Wen Ruo's voice suddenly came from behind.

"yes!"

The guard retreated. Yan Chuan and Jin Dayu also saw Mr. Wen Ruo.

"Haha, Emperor Yan, I mentioned you to the saint yesterday. You will be here today, please!" Mr. Wen Ruo immediately had a wonderful novel, all of which were there! Ta Du stepped forward and smiled.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Chuan looked at Mr. Wenruo and said, "Mr. Wenruo, thank you this time!"

"Haha, I didn't do anything. Please see the saint first, let's talk about everything!" Wen Ruo smiled.

"good!"

With the recommendation of Mr. Wen Ruo, Yan Chuan soon came outside a hall. Qinglong, White Dragon, Vermillion Bird, Xuanwu, and four women guarded outside the hall.

"Emperor Yan!" Qinglong and others immediately said excitedly.

"The Saint is in the hall!" Bai Long said immediately.

"You bring Jin Dayu to familiarize yourself with the surroundings!" Yan Chuan said.

"Hmm?" Qinglong and others looked up suddenly.

Then he looked at Jin Dayu in surprise.

Jin Dayu?

"True Lord Dayu?" Qinglong said in surprise.

Mr. Wen Ruo also looked at Jin Dayu next to Yan Chuan in surprise.

Jin Dayu kept walking behind Yan Chuan. Mr. Wen Ruo only thought that Yan Chuan was a subordinate, but how could he think that this was the True Lord of Daya?

At that time, the deeds of the Dazhen Dynasty destroying the Dayu Tianzong had already reached Mr. Wen Ruo's ears, but Mr. Wen Ruo could not have imagined that Yan Chuan's follower in front of him was actually the Zhenjun of Dayu?

"This is the commander of the Third Legion, Jin Dayu!" Yan Chuan introduced.

"I've seen Lord Jin!" Everyone said in a little confused.

Really conquered? This is the founder of the middle sect! Yan Chuan's dynasty is only equivalent to a lower sect. The founder of a middle sect is a minister in a dynasty?

"Jin Dayu, you can get familiar with the surroundings first to prevent the little girl from lurking in!" Yan Chuan ordered Jin Dayu.

"Okay!" Jin Daya nodded.

Yan Chuan and Wenruo stepped into the hall.

In the hall, Mo Yuxi also heard the news outside the hall. At this moment, she bit her lip and showed a touching smile on her face.

Such a big thing happened, and the entire Dazhao Holy Land was hiding from Mo Yuxi, afraid of attracting fire. Only Mr. Wen Ruo and Yan Chuan in front of him were helping him!

"Emperor Yan, the Saint has always cared about you. This time, if this big incident happened, I firmly believe that Emperor Yan can help solve it!" Mr. Wen Ruo said.

Yan Chuan nodded and said, "I heard a little about it in the city before. Tell me, what's going on?"

When talking about the matter, the three of them gradually became serious.

Yan Chuan looked at Mo Yuxi, and Mo Yuxi recalled it.

"Have you received the letter I have to you?" Mo Yuxi asked.

"Is it related to that letter?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

"It's almost the same. Those who know the news are not only the two Taoist lords, Shangguan Wan'er, but also the sect leaders of the five vassal sects of Dazhao! The sect leaders of the five sects all arrived in the city of Dazhou! Do you know these five vassal sects?" Mo Yuxi asked.

"Well, the five sects who are vassal of Dazhao, the sect leader once went out of the Holy Land of Dazhao!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice and read the wonderful novels in the Tower.

"Yes, although they are vassal sects, they are still very prestigious in the Holy Land of Dazhao. This time, the five sect masters each brought a son, hoping to be valued by the Holy Lord. The five sect masters rarely return, and find Youyue, Maori, and ask me to receive their sons, and the seven children of Maori Taoist Lord accompanied me. I didn't think much about it at the time and agreed!" Mo Yuxi frowned.

"Hmm! Then?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"Then, hehe!" Mo Yuxi smiled bitterly.

"That day, I invited everyone to my Beimo Hall. I held a banquet. We were thirteen of us, and we talked about the banquet in the Beimo Hall. But then, I didn't know who poisoned me. At that time, I fainted!" Mo Yuxi recalled.

"Poison?" Yan Chuan's face turned cold.

"Yes, Beimo Palace was a closed-door banquet at that time, and the coordinated interweaving at that time. The other ten people who could poison me should be the other ones "Continue!"

"I fell asleep. I didn't know how long it took, but the gate of the hall was suddenly bombarded and opened. At that moment, I suddenly woke up and stood up! When I stood up and saw that the other twelve people were all in a pool of blood. My palm was holding a long sword stained with blood! My body was full of blood!" Mo Yuxi recalled.

"All dead? Could it be the Taoist Lord Mao Ri?" Yan Chuan said unexpectedly.

"It shouldn't be that Daojun Maori brought a group of true lords from the Holy Land of the Great Zhao. As soon as I entered the hall, I woke up at that time. But everyone in the hall was dead, and the blood was dry, and it was obvious that they had been dead for more than an hour!" Mo Yuxi said with a complicated expression.

"When you were unconscious, someone came into your hall to kill someone?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"No, at that time, Qinglong and the others were guarding outside the hall, and even my Beimo Hall opened the formation. During this period, no one could come in!" Mo Yuxi frowned.

"No one comes in? You are the only one living? All the others are dead? How do you know that Daojun Maori?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"Mr. Daojun, who sensed that his son was dead, was angry and broke into the Beimo Palace!" Mr. Wen Ruo said from the side.

"It seems that the murderer has taken great pains!" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes.

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