When she cast her eyes on the large crowd, she was stunned for a moment. She obviously had not expected that there would be so many people here.
"Ancestors!" Lu Jingzhi and Yan An shouted in unison, and they were the first to break the silence.
The other members of the Lu family exchanged glances, looking somewhat bewildered, but soon they all saluted her with their fists clasped together, and respectfully addressed her as "Senior!"
Mu Qing's face showed joy and he nodded continuously. The happiness in his heart was simply difficult to conceal.
"Can you pull out the bloody sword and bring me back?"
Upon hearing this, Yan An and Lu Jingzhi looked at each other, and both of their expressions seemed slightly embarrassed.
Then, Lu Jingzhi coughed twice, a hint of apology flashing in his eyes, and slowly explained: "I can't, but there is something I want to ask the ancestors for help."
"You might as well just say it."
"We would like to ask you, our ancestor, to help bring back my father's soul, or to keep it safe. We will then go and fetch you and my father."
"Your father? What happened?" Mu Qing frowned slightly when he heard this.
So, Yan An and Lu Jingzhi began to tell the whole story of Lu Cheng's unfortunate death in detail...
After listening to this, Mu Ting couldn't help but look furious, and said indignantly: "This is really too much! Don't worry, Jingzhi, I will definitely help you find Lu Cheng's soul!"
"That's great, thank you ancestors!" Upon hearing this, Lu Jingzhi and Yan An immediately showed joy on their faces and burst into tears of gratitude.
"Well, I'll get back to you when I find it."
At this moment, the image gradually became blurred and finally disappeared completely.
The Lu family, holding onto this only ray of hope, quietly waited and prayed...
Yin and Yang Realm——
The Small World of the Killing Realm Master——
Mu Qing was gently stroking the snow-white fox in his hand. "Little fox, wait for me at home. I'll be back soon."
The white fox seemed to understand Mu Qing's words, nodded obediently, and then jumped out of her arms.
In the next second, a ray of light flashed, and Mu Qing's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
At this moment, at the Ghost Gate in the Yin-Yang Realm, an extremely terrifying blood-colored soul power suddenly surged.
It quickly spread in the air, and even the originally black and white sky was dyed blood red.
When the ghost messengers who were in charge of guarding the Ghost Gate saw this scene, they were all trembling with fear.
"Oh! Isn't this Lord Slaughter? Why did she suddenly come here?"
"Could it be that she is going to fight with Master Yin Yang again?"
"Why don't we retreat quickly to avoid getting into trouble..."
Just as the ghost messengers were panicking, the high priest interrupted their discussion with an angry shout: "What are you afraid of! Just get back to work!"
"I'd like to go over and see what's going on."
As he spoke, his figure flashed and flew into the air.
In the blink of an eye, he came in front of Mu Qing and bowed respectfully.
"I wonder why the Lord of the Slaughter Realm has come to the Ghost Gate this time?"
Mu Qing looked at the high priest expressionlessly, "Let me ask you, has a soul named Lu Cheng from the Tianxuan Continent entered the Yin-Yang Realm in the past two days?"
"Lucheng? Let me check it out." As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand.
In an instant, a thick green ghost energy began to condense wildly between his palms like a vortex.
Only a few breaths passed...
An extremely thick notebook suddenly appeared in his palm.
He opened the notebook, which was filled with pure white paper, without any words or patterns.
Then, he took out a black brush that was covered with a sinister and ghostly aura and wrote the two words "Lucheng" on the white paper.
The originally blank paper glowed with a faint green light, and then lines of information about Lu Cheng emerged and floated in the air.
"In the past two days, eight people named Lucheng have come here from the Tianxuan Continent." He carefully scanned the words floating in the air and said softly, "Lord Slaughter, which one are you looking for?"
Mu Qing raised his head and looked at the names in the air.
Her gaze lingered on each name, finally settling on the fourth name - Lu Cheng from Panping Town.
The cause of Lu Cheng's death was clearly written as: death by a stab wound to the heart.
"That's him." Mu Qing pointed at the name, "Go find him and hand him over to me immediately."
"As you command, Master Slaughter."
After receiving the order, the high priest did not dare to delay for even a moment and disappeared without a trace.
At this time, two terrifying energies, one black and one white, appeared in the sky, and the yin and yang of heaven and earth were reversed.
The black and white energy gradually condensed together.
The Yincha below looked up at the sky.
"What day is today? Why are both the two realm masters here?"
"Who knows? As long as they don't fight, it's a good day."
"Yeah, I don't want to die again."
"Why are you here?" A hoarse and low voice came into Mu Qing's ears.
Mu Qing turned her head and saw that his figure was as tall as a pine tree, with a black robe and a white robe intertwined on his body, as if the yin and yang poles were perfectly integrated in him.
His face was cold and majestic, with sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, eyes as deep as cold pools, and thin lips tightly pursed under his high nose bridge.
Her long hair was as black as ink and fluttered in the wind.
Behind his head, a round immortal basin emitted black and white light, as if black and white energy were flowing.
He moved slightly, and the space around him instantly began to ripple like waves.
Mu Qing on the side stared at the man in front of her without blinking, completely immersed in it.
However, this obsessed gaze did not escape Yin Yang's eyes.
He took in Mu Qing's expression and couldn't help but feel secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he still maintained a calm and indifferent expression.
"What are you looking at so fascinated?" Yin Yang suddenly asked in a low and magnetic voice.
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