The person holding the letter was a man hidden in the darkness, with a dark color all over his body.

The man had a handsome appearance but was ferocious and cruel. With a slight movement of his fingertips, the letter paper and the envelope turned into powder in an instant.

"My Lord." An elderly man with a hunched back walked out from the darkness with a gloomy look on his face.

The man's eerie voice then rang out: "Go and complete your unfinished mission!"

"Yes, my lord!" The ugly old man walked out with heavy steps, carrying his tall hunchback.

The man behind him suddenly turned around and entered the long and dark secret passage. When the mechanism road inside changed into seven different colors and seven different roads, the man saw some light.

Walking out further, what comes into view is a beautiful dream scene like a fairy tale.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, among the green mountains and trees, there is a wooden house with an exceptionally majestic design. There are small bridges and flowing water around the wooden house, and there are large windmills turning. There are also green grass and flowers nearby, which is so beautiful that people almost forget to breathe.

Amid the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, a unique sound of a pipa could be heard slowly and leisurely. The man's gloomy face suddenly warmed up, and his aura suddenly changed. He seemed to look much more handsome than before.

He closed his eyes, listened quietly for a while, and was about to walk towards the small wooden bridge in front of the wooden house, but unexpectedly -

Before he even stepped onto the wooden bridge, a female voice as cold as ice came from the wooden house: "If you take another step forward, I will tear you into pieces!"

The man raised his foot, but suddenly froze in place. He looked up at the attic of the wooden house with hopeful and tender eyes.

"Okay, I'll stand here and I won't move. Don't be angry, Huang'er."

"Don't call me Huang'er. You can't call me by this name. Get out of my sight right now!"

The man's heart trembled violently, and then he raised his eyes with grievance: "Huang'er, you, why are you doing this?"

"Why? Haha, why do you say this? Cangyu, if you don't want me to hate you for the rest of my life, then let me go as soon as possible!"

The man's lips suddenly formed a straight line, and a layer of frost suddenly appeared on his handsome face.

"Huang'er, you are so naughty. I've told you so many times not to mention leaving again, but why don't you learn your lesson? Do you really want me to drag that man in front of you and chop off his head before you give up?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, a white figure, like a ray of holy light, suddenly broke out of the window of the attic on the second floor and appeared in front of the man in the blink of an eye.

With a crisp "pop" sound, the man's head tilted to one side. However, he was not angry at all. Instead, the corners of his mouth rose a little bit, revealing his white teeth: "Huang'er, you finally showed up?"

The woman who appeared in his eyes possessed a breathtakingly beautiful face like a fairy from heaven. No amount of words could describe her beauty. However, the beauty was now furious, and her fiery eyes made his heart flutter.

"Huang'er, do you know how much I miss you? Huang'er, you are more beautiful now, and your complexion is getting better and better."

When Mo Zihuang's hand swung towards his face again, the man suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist tightly.

"My dear, it's really rude of you to slap me all the time. Be good, I will feel bad if I hurt your hand."

Mo Zihuang's face instantly turned pale to purple, then purple to blue, and finally to a gloomy black.

Because of anger, her blood was boiling. "Cang Yu, you have no bottom line in life. It is really an eye-opener for me. Do you think you can do whatever you want by locking me up like this? I tell you, even if I, Mo Zihuang, die, I will turn myself into ashes. I will never leave you any thoughts or any handle for you to threaten my husband!"

Facing Mo Zihuang's endless anger, Cang Yu didn't seem to care at all, and even his expression didn't change.

"Huang'er, I've said before, you'll never leave here again in this life. You're mine in life and mine in death. That coward Long Yi is never worthy of you!"

"Coward? Tsk, you said Long Yi is a coward? Then what are you? Bastard? Rogue? Scum? Cang Yu, just give up on this idea. No matter who my husband is, I will love him deeply in this life and the rest of my life, and you will be despised by me for the rest of my life!"

Cang Yu was provoked by Mo Zihuang, and his aura was completely distorted: "Huang'er, don't touch my bottom line, don't force me to do something I don't want to do!"

Mo Zihuang was unmoved. She looked at her coldly, with undisguised disgust on her stunning face.

"Cang Yu, I have a husband, sons and daughters. What woman can you not get if you want one? Why do you want to rob me, who has sons and daughters?"

"Huang'er, how can those women be compared with you? They are not even qualified to carry your shoes. In my eyes, only you are my lifelong partner. Huang'er, I don't care about your past, as long as you are..."

"Cang Yu, you are really hopeless," Mo Zihuang was too lazy to waste any more words with this possessed man and wanted to turn around and leave, but unexpectedly Cang Yu was faster and grabbed her arm.

Mo Zihuang immediately shook off his touch as if she had touched something dirty, and even took a few steps back, staring at him coldly with a frosty face.

"You can not care about me, but don't you care about your daughter?"

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Mo Zihuang's eyes suddenly changed, "My daughter? What did you do to my daughter?"

Cang Yu was very satisfied with her expression change, "Your Xiang Jun works under me, do you know?"

Mo Zihuang was wearing a long dress as white as snow. She stood straight, weak but imposing, looking at him with a cold expression.

"What do you want? Are you going to use her to threaten me? Haha, do you think there is anything worthy of my attention for someone who has been driven out of the house?"

"No, you misunderstood. She is your daughter. No matter if she is a member of the Mo family now or not, I always remember that she is your daughter, so I have always treated her with the best resources, and she has lived up to expectations and has become my most advantageous eyes and nose. Huang'er, I plan to adopt her as my daughter. In this way, we will be a family in name and in reality."

Mo Zihuang looked at him mockingly, "Family? Who is your family? Do you think I care about a daughter like this? Will the Mo family care? How you want to treat her is your business. As for us, haha, from the moment she was kicked out of the Mo family, she is no longer my, Mo Zihuang's, daughter!"

There was no falsehood in her anger. Cangyu saw it clearly and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"I know you don't like her, but she is a piece of your flesh and blood. Are you really going to ignore the mother-daughter relationship? Do you really want to abandon her? Do you really want to ignore her? Huang'er, I know that you have always been kind."

"Cang Yu, I don't want to discuss my family affairs with you. You are not qualified. If you have nothing to do, you should leave. Don't come here in the future. If you come here once, it will affect my appetite for nearly a month. I really don't want to see you again!"

Mo Zihuang did not conceal her disgust at all, and her expression, which showed that she wanted to tear him into pieces at any moment, broke his heart.

This time, she wanted to leave, and he did not stop her. He just looked at her back with eyes that wished he could hold her in his heart...

Cang Yu didn't believe that Mo Zihuang really hated Mo Xiangjun to the point that she didn't even want to mention him. He always felt that she showed such a resolute expression towards Mo Xiangjun because he was here. In her opinion, true blood relationship means that no matter what you become, you will never be despised by your mother.

Therefore, everything Mo Zihuang did now was just a deception aimed at him, and he believed her.

As the saying goes, the deeper the love, the more severe the blame. As long as Mo Xiangjun still has her blood flowing in his body, she will definitely not ignore her.

Thinking of this, he strode out of the wooden house, planning to personally travel to the Imperial Continent, bring Mo Xiangjun and the prop Mo Zihuang, and by the way solve the troubles that had not been solved more than ten years ago!

Mo Zihuang stood coldly by the window, watching Cang Yu leave. Bai Xi's fingers were pinching the handrail in front of the window, almost deformed.

The thin body finally couldn't help shaking: "Kids, you must hold on!"

But I don't know who this child is directed at, but it can be seen that Mo Zihuang is definitely not treating Mo Xiangjun insincerely, but is disgusted with this person from the bottom of her heart.

It's just a pity that the man who was usually as shrewd as a fox didn't understand all of this at all, which meant that his trip to the empire was not as smooth as he expected.

Time flies and another month has passed. It is the hottest month of July.

The whole earth seemed to be melted, and everywhere was like a steamer. There was no spirit everywhere. Whether it was people or plants, they all looked listless and lifeless.

In the space, Ling Yuan still stayed in the Eighteen Levels of Hell. After arranging everything, she rescued Yu Hen from the ice cave.

As for the space, she explained that it was a secret training base they found on the island, and she didn't say anything else.

Yu Hen was not stupid. Although he knew it was impossible, he was smart enough not to expose it.

Especially since the spiritual energy here is at least four or five times as dense as that of the Imperial Continent. He would be a fool to waste time on it.

The three of them each found a corner and began to practice desperately. Ling Yuan deliberately sealed him and Gongzi Yan in a restricted space. In this way, even if any emergency occurred outside, they would not know about it.

As for Yu Hen, as long as Gongzi Yan is there, he will not leave easily. As for everything that follows, she can do it alone.

Fortunately, everything has been calm during this period, and Ling Yuan would not sit there stupidly, but spent all his available time on practicing.

In addition, during this period, Ling Teng carried out a thorough cleaning and repair for her. Without Ling Yuan knowing, her strength had already changed beyond recognition.

Finally, after she had waited for nearly a month, the originally closed Eighteen Levels of Hell welcomed the first wave of guests.

When the ugly old man with a hunched back appeared in front of her, Ling Yuan frowned slightly.

Strange, this old man looks like I've seen him somewhere before.

Especially seeing how respectful Hong Meir was to him, she became even more curious about this man's identity.

She originally wanted to walk closer to listen to what the two were saying, but Little Ice Wing didn't allow it, "That old man is very powerful. He'll notice you if you get close. You'd better stay here!"

Helplessly, Ling Yuan could only compromise once again. For the first time, she realized the importance of lip reading. She thought that there seemed to be books on the subject in the space. When she had time, she would definitely study it.

Hong Meir took the ugly old man around from the first floor to the eighteenth floor. The man was muttering and discussing something. The old man's expression was unpredictable and it was impossible to tell what he was doing.

Although Ling Yuan was anxious, he did not act rashly in the end and could only wait for the situation to develop.

It was not until the two men left the Eighteen Levels of Hell that Ling Yuan sat on the grass in the space, deep in thought.

"Bingyi, what kind of strength does that person have that makes you so afraid?"

Bing Yi glanced at her coldly, "Anyway, he is taller than you. What's more, his BT is not about how high his spiritual power is, but his poison skills are first-rate. His body is full of poison. Didn't you notice that Hong Mei'er always stays ten feet away from him?"