Jun Wushang and the female pilgrim were both startled.

"Seven...seven deadly sins!?" Jun Wushang's face changed drastically. Just as he was about to take action, he heard Taoist Xuanqing, who was wearing a lustful mask, cursing angrily.

"Well, you traitor, this is how you look after the house when your master is away!"

"Master!? It's you?" Jun Wushang was shocked. What was going on? The Master of the Seven Deadly Sins, Lust, was actually his master?

"Ah!!" The female pilgrim obviously recognized the seven deadly sins wanted worldwide. As soon as she opened her mouth to scream, a crystal blue light flashed in Su Mu's eyes.

The next moment, the female pilgrim closed her mouth blankly as if she had lost her soul, then stood up expressionlessly and left the Changsheng Taoist Temple on her own.

"Hey, don't go. Do you want to resolve this bad omen?" Jun Wushang beat his chest and stamped his feet. He looked at his master and then remembered the important matter.

"Master, what is going on?"

"Shut up, traitor! Hurry up and pay your respects to the Lord Messenger of God."

Jun Wushang became more and more confused. He looked at Su Mu, God's messenger... Sir?

"The arrogant leader is the divine envoy appointed by the Immortal Heavenly Lord, why don't you come and pay your respects to him!"

"Oh, hello, Lord God's Messenger."

"Well, the rest of the time will be left to you two, master and disciple." After saying that, Su Mu's figure disappeared.

Taoist Priest Xuanqing was the last one to be sent back by him, because he was seriously injured, not only physically but also spiritually. It seemed as if his soul had been dismembered and then pieced together again.

During this period of time, Su Mu had been helping Taoist Xuanqing stabilize his injuries in the dream world, and it was only now that he was sent back.

After Su Mu left, Taoist Xuanqing took off the lustful mask on his face with a grin, revealing a face that looked like a skull.

Jun Wushang's face changed instantly: "Master, you...what's wrong with you?"

"Come and help me, Master."

With the help of Jun Wushang, Taoist Xuanqing slowly sat down and sighed, "Alas, I miscalculated. Before leaving, I specially calculated a hexagram, which showed that I would not die in this mission. I didn't expect that I would not die in the mission, but I might not die when I come back."

"What!?" Jun Wushang's face turned pale: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"My dear disciple, I don't have much time left, so let's make it short."

"Don't talk for now, Master. Heal your wounds first. I will give you my life span!"

Taoist Xuanqing waved his hands and said weakly: "It's useless. I was injured too badly this time. My soul was hurt. I'm afraid there is no way to save me.

unless......."

"Unless what?" Jun Wushang asked anxiously.

"Unless you cook me a roast chicken, buy me a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and give me all your hidden money..."

"Damn it! Old Deng, I really don't trust you at all!" Jun Wushang stood up angrily, no longer paying attention to Taoist Xuanqing, turned around and left to go to the kitchen to make roast chicken.

Taoist Xuanqing looked at Jun Wushang's leaving back for a long time with a peaceful look on his face.

More than ten minutes later, Jun Wushang came back with a plate of roast chicken and osmanthus wine, looking reluctant. Looking at Taoist Xuanqing lying on the futon with his eyes closed, he became extremely angry.

He kicked Taoist Xuanqing's leg and said impatiently, "Old Deng, stop pretending to be dead and get up and eat the roast chicken."

Taoist Xuanqing had no reaction and remained motionless.

"Hey, you're trying to trick me again. Do you think I'll fall for it? It's up to you to eat it or not. If not, I'll eat it all."

Jun Wushang picked up a chicken drumstick and stuffed it into his mouth, deliberately smacking his lips: "It smells so good!"

After eating a chicken leg, Taoist Xuanqing still lay there without any movement.

Jun Wushang's heart skipped a beat, he put down the roast chicken and wine, and walked towards Taoist Xuanqing: "I'm telling you, Lao Deng, if you dare to play tricks on me again this time, I will..."

When he touched Taoist Xuanqing's cold body, he froze in place, and his face seemed to lose all color in an instant.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and felt the breath of Taoist Xuanqing, but found that he was already dead.

"Master!! Don't scare me, you are just pretending, right? Get up quickly, the roast chicken is getting cold, Master!" Jun Wushang shook Taoist Xuanqing's body in panic, but the other party did not respond.

Snap!

A small ball of paper fell from Taoist Xuanqing.

Jun Wushang picked up the paper ball with trembling hands and opened it. It was a crumpled piece of paper with the words on it not yet dry, obviously just written. There was a small golden ball wrapped inside, which looked like a golden elixir.

When he saw the first sentence above, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Silly disciple, this time the master is really dead, I didn't lie to you.

You must be very happy that your master is dead, aren't you secretly happy? You can be happy, but your master's funeral must be grand and magnificent, with many female paper figures burned, otherwise your master will not let you go even if he becomes a ghost.

Okay, let's talk business. Remember, don't avenge your master, don't avenge your master, don't avenge your master! I have to say this three times.

It has been enough for me to live to this age. I have found what the Eternal Lord asked me to look for, which is the Lord God's Messenger you just saw. After I die, you will be the second generation of Lust. Remember, listen to the Lord God's Messenger and don't blame him. My death is my own bad luck.

Even if there was no Lord God's Messenger, I, as your master, would not have many years to live. But Lord God's Messenger gave me a lot of life, allowing me to be powerful for a long time before I die. I am content.

This golden elixir was given to me by the Immortal Heavenly Venerable back then. It contains the Immortal Heavenly Venerable’s blessing. Now I pass it on to you, so enjoy it secretly!”

“Master!” Jun Wushang burst into tears and knelt down in front of Taoist Xuanqing’s body: “I don’t want the golden elixir, I don’t want blessings, please get up quickly, I will make roast chicken for you every day, and give you all my private money…”

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Star City, District 13, the underground base of the Seven Deadly Sins.

Lazy Duanmu Qing stared in amazement at the extraordinary materials that filled the entire warehouse, feeling dizzy.

"Mr. Su...Mr. Su, are you looting the treasury of an empire?"

"How long have you not left the base?" Su Mu asked.

Duanmu Qing's eyes flickered, and she lowered her head a little embarrassedly: "Not long... not long."

Su Mu took out a newspaper and handed it to her.

Duanmu Qing took the newspaper without knowing what was going on and started reading it. After a moment.

"Ah!? Is this... is this true? But I have been refining extraordinary potions, so how come I am also involved in the attack on the Blood Moon Empire? I am only Silver Level 2, so why do the newspapers say that I am a Gold Powerhouse?

The lazy guy in the newspaper seems to be a man, right? Mr. Su, are there two lazy guys in the organization? "

Duanmu Qing's little head was a little confused, and she asked a series of questions.

"It doesn't matter." Su Mu smiled gently: "What matters is that there is only one lazy person in my heart, and that is you."