Meng Wanwan paused slightly upon hearing the name.
However, he quickly returned to normal, still maintaining his indifferent demeanor.
"Speak, what is the purpose of your visit here?"
Yunling said, "There are historical records of Tanmeng Palace. The first palace master of Tanmeng Palace, Song Lingxiao, was buried in the northern land of Yue due to the war between gods and demons. However, since more than 500 years ago, no one in Tanmeng Palace has been able to determine his location."
“A few months ago, the celestial phenomena suddenly became clear. After sitting quietly in the Yunling Forest for a night, I was guided by the Heavenly Dao and found the direction. Therefore, I came to explore.”
“Song Lingxiao is the founder of our Tanmeng Palace. If we can find her remains and bring them back to Tanmeng Palace, it will fulfill the filial piety of us disciples.”
"There's nothing here..."
“Master, I just searched the entire Fengling Town and found that, apart from the room you just went into, all the other houses in the town have... corpses.”
“There are no remains of your ancestor.” Meng Wanwan’s eyes darkened.
Niannian's words reminded Meng Wanwan of the apocalyptic scene depicted in the painting.
She didn't know what had happened in Fengling Town, but at this moment, she didn't want these people to disturb the corpses.
"These are all residents of Fengling Town. They are all sleeping peacefully in their own homes, so it would be best if you did not disturb them."
Are those residents the same people depicted in the painting?
Meng Wanwan remembers that someone took her to catch fish and someone threw her steamed buns.
Those faces are still vividly etched in her memory.
They are not fake; they truly existed in this world.
Meng Wanwan remembered them, so she didn't want these people to bother them.
"Do you think you can just say whatever you want?" Han Cui finally returned, her clothes having been dried by magic. Now she glared at Meng Wanwan through gritted teeth.
Then he suddenly smiled sinisterly, raised his hand and unleashed a burst of spiritual energy, directly blasting down a house to Meng Wanwan's right.
Meng Wanwan turned her head to look at the collapsed house, and a surge of anger rushed from the bottom of her heart to the top of her head.
Han Cui was extremely pleased with herself; she enjoyed seeing people suffer.
However, before her smugness could turn into a smile, she felt a blur before her eyes, followed by a sharp pain in her stomach, and she was sent flying again.
Meng Wanwan flashed in front of Han Cui and kicked her in the stomach.
"Fuck you!"
"You like watching others suffer, huh? I'll make you suffer enough first!" Meng Wanwan roared, her red fan instantly transforming into a long sword, which shot off in the direction Han Cui had flown.
The chilling killing intent emanating from the sword made the people from Tan Meng Palace turn pale.
"Please have mercy, young lady." Han Rui understood the power of this attack.
He certainly looked down on his younger sister, but with the overall situation still uncertain, Han Cui couldn't die in front of him.
Han Rui drew his long sword and led his men to rush forward to stop Meng Wanwan.
A bone sword blocked his way.
The chilling aura emanating from the bone sword caused Han Rui to take two steps back.
The young man in black slowly raised his head, his beautiful, bright eyes filled with murderous intent.
Han Rui was shocked and turned to Congying, asking, "Congying, what is your brother doing?"
Congying was also annoyed. She rummaged through her storage bag and pulled out a... spoon.
He said irritably, "What? Acting on behalf of Heaven! What kind of bullshit Han family is this? I've put up with you for too long. People have already said that those houses are where the residents are buried, and that little bitch still blew the houses down. Isn't that the same as digging up their graves?"
"Killing such a despicable creature is an act of justice!"
Having said that, she brandished her spoon and confronted the servants of the Han family directly.
A hint of intelligence gradually appeared in the black-clad youth's usually cold eyes.
The bone sword slashed past Han Rui, and a surge of murderous aura rushed towards him.
Han Rui wanted to say something more, but suddenly, she couldn't remember the boy's name.
What was it called again?
He doesn't seem to have said that.
Meng Wanwan's sword chased after Han Cui and attacked.
Although Han Cui was unlucky, she had at least developed her skills through hard work. Facing the sword thrusting towards her, she immediately summoned her own sword and blocked it.
This impact sent Han Cui flying even further and faster.
With a loud bang.
Han Cui crashed into the wall of the passageway on the other side of the river, smashing herself into a human-shaped crater.
Meng Wanwan stepped onto the river, held a fan in her right hand, and with a swift motion, the Seven Star Formation floated in front of her.
Meng Wanwan sneered: "Pay up!"
The Big Dipper, suspended in the air, resembled a net that enveloped Han Cui.
Han Cui didn't expect Meng Wanwan to be so cunning. She didn't even know if Meng Wanwan had been killed, yet she still launched another deadly attack.
She gritted her teeth, quickly took out the magical artifact she had brought, and released a barrier around herself to block Meng Wanwan's attack.
However, the force of the collision crushed her body directly.
The body, which was already suffering from internal injuries, became even more severely affected.
Meng Wanwan was about to take another step forward when Han Rui, who had finally shaken off Lan Qiao, rushed over and blocked her way.
"Miss Ting, please show mercy. You wouldn't want this place to be reduced to ruins, would you?"
The meaning of "threat" is very clear.
Meng Wanwan stopped and looked at him coldly: "What do you mean?"
Han Rui said, "Miss Ting, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. Why don't we have a good talk? We didn't come here with any ill intentions."
“If you kill Han Cui now, then we powerful figures waiting outside will not stand idly by. Miss, let’s talk this over. I believe we can turn hostility into friendship.”
"As for that house that was destroyed, our Han family will definitely rebuild it. What do you say?"
Meng Wanwan really wanted to applaud him; he had used both threats and inducements.
Meng Wanwan certainly didn't intend to really kill Han Cui, after all, she hadn't figured out what the Han family was doing here.
However, she had to use this method to gain some control.
Meng Wanwan stopped.
Seeing this, Han Rui breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said to Cong Ying, "Miss Cong, please have mercy. Let's talk things over."
Cong Ying stepped on a member of the Han family and shouted, "If I had known the Han family was like this, my brother and I would never have traveled with you. Tsk tsk, such behavior is less humane than us cultivators who cultivate evil energy. Bah!"
Fortunately, Cong Ying did not make any further moves.
The people from Tan Menggong stood there the whole time, staring at them without moving.
Even the girl named Yunling had a smile in her eyes.
But no matter what, the scene finally quieted down.
Han Rui finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, before he could even settle his mind, an extremely cold voice descended from the sky.
Another red shadow flew out of the hole that Han Cui had smashed and hurtled towards Han Rui.
Han Rui's expression changed, and he immediately moved to the side.
The red figure plunged into the water again.
Han Rui immediately shouted, "Save the young lady!"
The servants of the Han family, who had just gotten up, immediately jumped back into the water and pulled Han Cui out.
At this point, Han Cui was exhaling more than inhaling.
Meng Wanwan looked at the hole.
Um!
It was pitch black; you couldn't see anything.
A soft laugh came from inside the cave again: "Little girl, it's been a long time."
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