Chapter 141: The Bad Female Master and the Reborn Blackened Loyal Dog 24
Mo Jiangshan looked Xuan Canglan up and down and said calmly, "You look a lot like your mother."
The woman had a cold and stunning appearance, but every time she saw him, her round eyes were always wet and her cheeks were lightly flushed.
He knew she liked him.
So whenever he uses the other person to do anything, it goes very smoothly.
Xuan Canglan raised his eyes indifferently, stared at him and said: "You are not qualified to mention her."
Mo Jiangshan: "I still remember when I first entered Wuji Palace, I almost died in the assessment for the advanced Xuanyi servant, but fortunately she saved me. Later, my identity was suspected, and it was she who took the initiative to propose marriage to me to help me clear the suspicion."
Xuan Canglan listened quietly, as if he was in a trance.
Mo Jiangshan continued, "Your mother was a White-Robed Servant who was much more powerful than me, but she willingly died under my sword the night I left with the intelligence. Do you know why?"
Xuan Canglan's grip on the knife became tighter and tighter, and veins bulged on the back of his hand.
There was an unrelieved anger between his brows.
Cha Jiu looked at him worriedly and pried open his fingers that were pinched in his palm to prevent him from hurting himself any further.
Mo Jiangshan looked down from above: "Because even your mother knows how shameful her identity as a member of the Demon Cult is. She is willing to die under my sword to atone for the murders she has committed and to cleanse her dirty blood that carries the punishment."
Linglongyu couldn't help spitting out the melon seed shells in her mouth, drooling: "Song Jiangshan, are you okay?"
The disciples of Mingjian Villa shouted angrily: "Our elder's name is Mo Jiangshan!"
Mo Jiangshan stopped his disciple and stared at Xuan Canglan with his eyes that were always indifferent and ruthless: "Your blood is also dirty from birth. Let me send you off today. In your next life, you can walk the right path, and it will not be in vain that we are father and son in this life."
Cha Jiu finally saw the only similarity between Mo Jiangshan and Xuan Canglan.
That is bigotry.
Mo Jiangshan is obsessed with the righteous path and believes that everything the righteous do is right, and that the people of the evil sect are wrong even if they are just born into the world.
Xuan Canglan's character is also very stubborn, but he only uses this stubbornness on her.
Xuan Canglan suddenly said: "Are you waiting for the poison powder to take effect?"
He stretched out his hand, and on his palm there was a ball of poison powder that was controlled by his internal force and floated in the air.
Mo Jiangshan's eyebrows twitched.
Yes, he just said those words deliberately to release the poison powder secretly and delay time.
The poison powder in his hand was specially provided by Yaowang Valley. It was colorless and odorless. A cup of tea could make the poisoned person lose consciousness and turn him completely crazy.
Unfortunately, the plot was discovered.
At the same time, he was also amazed at Xuan Canglan's powerful inner force control.
Cha Jiu sneered: "I didn't expect that after so many years, your methods are still so despicable. You either rely on deceiving women to get to the top, or you secretly poison people."
Xuan Canglan asked the blue-robed servant to bring up the young master who was imprisoned in the dungeon.
When Mo Jiangshan saw his beloved son, his calm expression finally showed some movement: "Jun Bao!"
"Daddy, save me!" The tortured and emaciated Mo Junbao burst into tears.
Before Mo Jiangshan could make a move, Xuan Canglan had already clamped Mo Junbao's cheeks with one hand, forcing him to open his mouth and swallow the poison powder.
Mo Jiangshan's eyes were red with anger: "No!"
Mo Junbao's jaw was broken, so he was forced to swallow all the poison that Mo Jiangshan brought.
In less than half a cup of tea, Mo Junbao's eyes had become dull, he was grinning foolishly and talking nonsense, and he even started to take off his clothes and defecate on the ground.
Mo Jiangshan was angry and hurt.
But the poisoning plan didn't work, and Xuan Canglan had mastered the magic skills of the demon cult. He knew he was no match for the enemy, so he could only lead his men to retreat and meet up with Murong Mang's mopping-up army.
As for Mo Junbao...
Mo Jiangshan looked at him one last time with deep sorrow, but still chose to abandon his beloved son and leave.
Mo Junbao has gone crazy, there is no point in saving him.
Ling Longyu looked at the direction where Mo Jiangshan and the others left, which was exactly the main hall where the Wuji Palace Master was: "Not good! Master is in danger!"
In the end, she didn't care that her injuries had not yet healed, and chased after him with a sword.
At this time, the system prompted: "Xuan Fenggen has led people to massacre the Wuji Palace, and is now near the main palace."
Cha Jiu thought to himself, "That's great. Let's go get rid of the remaining resentment points."
Although Xuan Canglan didn't know why Cha Jiu wanted to join in the fun, he followed her obediently.
Master always has reasons for doing things.
All he had to do was protect her well.
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At this time, in the main hall, the two sides were in a standoff.
Xuan Fenggen has restored his upright identity and cooperated with the suppression army to massacre all the people in Wuji Palace.
He used the ninth level of Qingxu Jue's skills to kill his way to the main hall without any hindrance, his eyes were bloodshot and his body was filled with murderous aura.
The Master of Wuji Palace sat on a stone chair on a high platform, watching the three servants who were protecting her being slaughtered and Linglong Yuhun being injured, but she remained indifferent, as if she didn't care about their life or death.
But no one dared to provoke the Lord of Wuji Palace.
They all knew that the Wuji Palace Master had mastered his magic skills to such an extreme that he could take a person's life with a flick of his finger.
The new abbot of Hanguang Temple stepped forward and said to Xuanfenggen: "Amitabha, you are the only one here whose martial arts can match the Wuji Palace Master. Why don't you take the lead and we will assist you? How do you think?"
Xuan Fenggen said calmly, "It is my duty to eradicate the Demon Sect. However, this battle is dangerous, and I am still worried about something. I would like to ask for your judgment, and I also want the Murong family to help me."
Murong Mang and Murong Yan had a bad feeling.
The abbot said, "Please speak, benefactor."
Xuan Fenggen: "Although I am a descendant of the Murong family, I am not allowed to be included in the family tree. If I die today, wouldn't I become a wandering ghost? So I hope the Murong family can allow me to be included in the family tree. If I die, my ghost will have a home to return to; if I am lucky enough to be alive, they will recognize me as a member of the Murong family and allow me to inherit the Famous Sword Villa."
Murong Yan was angry: "How can Mingjian Villa acknowledge an illegitimate child whose birth mother is unknown?"
Xuan Fenggen smiled faintly: "Then I will cherish my life in this battle. Please choose another capable person."
The abbot was dissatisfied with Murong Yan: "Donor Xuan has risked his life for the martial arts world. What's wrong with just being listed in the family tree? Donor Murong, please don't be narrow-minded."
Others also echoed and cast disapproving glances at Murong Yan.
There was no other choice but to agree temporarily.
Cha Jiu, who had just arrived, happened to hear this conversation and couldn't help but laugh: "You claim to be upright, but you can't use your own skills to wipe out Wuji Palace. Instead, you have to rely on a traitor from Wuji Palace who practices magic to achieve your goal. Isn't it ridiculous?"
Murong Yan's eyes gleamed: "That's right! He is full of magic power, how can he be included in the family tree of my Mingjian Villa?"
Xuan Fenggen's bloodshot eyes were fierce and he swung his palm towards Cha Jiu.
Xuan Canglan took a step forward and stood in front of Cha Jiu, and the fierce palm wind disappeared in an instant.
Xuan Fenggen was stunned for a moment.
Why is it that Xuan Canglan can easily dissolve his attack even though they are both at the ninth level?
The Wuji Palace Master was not happy with Cha Jiu's meddling: "Xuan Yue, step back."
Cha Jiu suddenly whispered in Xuan Canglan's ear: "Beat Xuan Fenggen to death, but don't kill him."
Xuan Canglan instantly released a burst of energy, like a beast out of a cage, and rushed towards Xuan Fenggen who was holding a sword in one hand.
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