Chapter 676 676. World-destroying Witch, You’re Finished!
The two saints looked at each other subconsciously, as if they thought of some indescribable scene at the same time. They lowered their eyes, turned away and ignored Mu Qingtong's suggestion.
Xia Feng didn't notice the eye contact between the three women, because he was secretly making up his mind, Witch of Destruction, you are finished!
As the headquarters of the Black Moon Church, Black Moon City is filled with powerful people and treasures. He really doesn't believe that there is no treasure here that can restrain the Witch of Destruction!
Moreover, he had a strong premonition that this trip to the Black Moon Headquarters would definitely yield unexpected gains!
Then, not only would he make this evil witch get on her back with her butt raised and shake her hips towards him, he would also do something even more extreme! Humiliate her severely!
Let this evil and perverted witch know what true humiliation is!
After establishing the lofty ambition of combating evil, Xia Feng regained consciousness, brought the topic back to business, and asked:
"Cha Naxue, tell me, why do you think Leng Xiu is the owner of the Naraku Spirit Weapon?"
"When the owners of Naraku Spirit Weapons are within a certain distance, they will sense each other's presence."
Cha Naxue came back to her senses and explained, "Leng Xiu already has the aura of Naraku."
So that's how it is? Xia Feng couldn't help but frown, but after he successfully copied Leng Xiu's spiritual weapon, the Blood Breath Mark, he found that this spiritual weapon did not require the power of faith to use.
This shows that Leng Xiu is not the owner of Naraku.
Therefore, it is very likely that there is another life hidden in Leng Xiu. This life is the actual owner of the Naraku spiritual weapon, and for some reason it has not been detected by Xia Feng's Mingde field.
This is what led to Cha Nai Xue's misjudgment.
“Bang—”
There was a banging sound outside the safe house. Leng Xiu was getting bored and was kicking the case of the safe house.
"Hey, those two Black Moon sows in there."
"Honestly, there are so many people in Black Moon who want you dead. Instead of being killed by your own people, why don't you just suck a few gulps of my blood?"
Leng Xiu grinned, revealing his bloody fangs. He licked his upper lip with his tongue, put his hands in his pockets, and twisted his neck lazily. "Maybe if I'm happy, I can take you as blood slaves and spare your lives."
Chanaixue frowned and was about to speak when Xia Feng gently pressed her slender shoulders, walked over to her, and looked up: "From what I've heard, you seem to know quite a bit about the inside story of the Black Moon Court?"
Leng Xiu could only vaguely see the spiritual pressure reaction in the safe house.
When the only male among the four light groups spoke, the two saints seemed to be very well-behaved and did not speak, standing behind the man.
"That's interesting, boy. Who are you and what's your relationship with these two Black Moon Sows?"
"I'm your father." Xia Feng rolled his eyes and spoke bluntly.
The vampire man's smile faded, he really was looking for death.
A bloodthirsty glint flashed in his eyes, and he sighed, "Boy, cherish it, you don't have much time left."
"Buzz—"
At this moment, the humming sound of space fluctuations suddenly arose.
Both the four people in the safe house and the apostles present all looked solemn and raised their heads.
Anji Shengmu is here!
According to the Black Moon Church's rules, if a saint fails to complete the training standards of S-level spiritual clothing within a certain period of time, her sainthood will be revoked.
But since they were once saints and qualified to learn S-level spiritual clothing, these people actually have high spiritual talents. As long as there are no accidents and they are given a thousand or ten thousand years, the disqualified saints can basically successfully advance to the fourth level of the Venerable Realm, or even the Saint Realm.
As long as one can be promoted to the fourth level of the Venerable Realm, he or she will be eligible to be nominated as the [Three Holy Priests].
According to Xia Feng's superficial knowledge of the history of the Black Moon Church, Saint Anji was once a beautiful Black Moon Saint. In that era a thousand years ago, she was extremely popular and highly sought after.
But now
She was an old woman wearing a gray-white robe, with sparse gray hair flowing out of the robe, her face was full of wrinkles and black and brown spots, her light blue pupils were cloudy and gray, and she looked so old that she was even a little ugly.
But the holy cross on the hood of the robe shines brightly, adding a sense of holiness to it.
In her hand she held a mysterious black-gold scepter, with a dark crescent moon on top.
The scepter clanged to the ground, and her white robe fluttered down slowly in the center of the podium. Her cloudy eyes looked down at the people below.
With a casual glance, her eyes were directly locked on the safe house. She seemed to be able to see everything inside directly, and a hint of surprise flashed across her dull pupils.
Noticing her gaze, Fencheng said in a silent voice, "Logically speaking, this was an unexpected find by me, Fentian, but for the sake of His Excellency Shengmu, I can let Jiang Qiu'e go. As for the other three, they must die."
Anji's cloudy old eyes were very calm, showing no emotion. He shook his head and said in a mute voice: "No need. The fewer people who know about our deal, the better."
This not only surprised the Burning Angel disciples, but also Xia Feng. He looked at Jiang Qiu'e questioningly: "Isn't Anji your mentor? How can he be so heartless?"
The woman in the green skirt shook her head: "I am different from the other saints. After Cha Nai Xue entered the Black Moon, she was brought up by Master Miao and taught carefully for five years.
Olivia, and the deceased Yulina, were also saints who were carefully taught by Moro himself.
But when I entered Black Moon, Anji Shengmu had been in seclusion for hundreds of years, and I had only met him twice. However, because of this, Anji Shengmu didn't realize that I was actually the Nine-Tailed Star God, which saved him a lot of trouble.
So that's how it is. Xia Feng nodded. It seems that the master-disciple relationship between Anji Shengmu and Jiang Qiu'e is just a title, and the two are not familiar with each other at all.
There is neither the grace of raising like Miao Shi and Chanayuki, nor the grace of teaching like Moro and Olivia.
So in Anji's view, if such a cheap apprentice died, it was no big deal.
"Dong-dong—" Anji raised the Black Moon Scepter and knocked on the floor tiles: "Can I take the Divine Faith Fruit?"
"nature."
Leng Xiu raised the back of his hand and grinned, his scarlet eyes narrowing. "But Lord Shengmu, before we make any deal, I'd like to ask you a question: what is the real reason for your defection from Black Moon?"
The old woman in white robes glared at the vampire with cloudy eyes. She didn't seem anxious at all. After a moment of silence, she tilted her head to look at the lonely cold moon hanging in the sky outside the window, and said in a hoarse and old voice:
"The previous Holy Priest, Hathaway, sought the Fourth Fire, but was ambushed and killed by the Holy Priest, Moro, who coveted it. However, the Fourth Fire was never found by the Holy Priest, and its whereabouts remain unknown."
"Hathaway?" Xia Feng looked at Cha Naixue in confusion.
"Anji Shengmu's sister." Cha Naixue explained in a low voice, "A thousand years ago, she went to Qitian Holy Mountain with Moro Shengmu. Two months later, only Moro Shengmu returned to the main court, saying that Hathaway was ambushed and killed by the evil tribe."
So that's how it is. Xia Feng nodded and had a rough guess in his mind. He guessed that after Anji Shengmu discovered the truth, he carefully planned to assassinate Moro for revenge, but failed, so he had to escape. However, before escaping, he also took the Xumi King Order.
"Thank you for your answer, Master Shengmu." Leng Xiu smiled faintly and touched his chest in a gentleman's salute. "As for the final destination of the fire that you want to know."
"According to the intelligence we have gathered so far at Fentian, the Fourth Fire has been secretly controlled by the Tushan Tea Clan in District 50."
"However, ten years ago, the Tushan Tea Clan was wiped out overnight by a mysterious individual, and the Fourth Fire Seed disappeared once again."
"Oh, right." Leng Xiu seemed to have thought of something, and glanced at the safe house with a chuckle, "Saint Cha Naixue seems to be the only survivor of the Tushan Cha clan."
The voice was quiet.
Inside the house, Cha Naixue and Xia Feng suddenly looked up, their pupils shrinking suddenly.
(End of this chapter)
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