Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 573 Qingqiu Mansion Oriental Glass

Chapter 573 Qingqiu Mansion Oriental Glass
There is no doubt that these three heads cannot be faked.

Especially the unique ghostly aura emanating from the head of the Second Envoy of Hell and Prison can't be faked at all.

"This is what my little brother did?"

Sang Xiaoman, who looked astonished, couldn't believe it in his heart.

The strength of these three people, no matter which one is placed in the ten states, is enough to deter one party, and they are not inferior to Wen Huazi just now.

Therefore, Sang Xiaoman really doubted whether Li Yunsheng did it alone.

"There must be some other means, maybe there are other helpers, so it's not certain."

She explained to herself in her heart.

But no matter what, Sang Xiaoman was very happy. First of all, once the three of them died, her pressure was immediately relieved.

Secondly, Li Yunsheng spent so much of his heart to help her do this, how could she be unhappy?
Besides, Nasang is boundless.

After looking at the three heads on the ground for a long time, the ashen-faced Sang Wuxian stared fiercely at Zhang Lian'er and asked:
"Did that Uncle Yun of yours kill him?"

At the same time, a huge coercion rushed towards Zhang Lian'er.

"What? Uncle, is this trying to do something in front of my father's mourning hall?"

Sang Xiaoman put his arm around Zhang Lian'er's shoulder, and waved his other hand as if chasing flies away, and Sang Wuyin's coercion dissipated.

This seemed to be an understatement, but it made Sang Wuyin's heart tighten.

He had already seen Sang Xiaoman's ability as a talisman teacher before, but he didn't expect that the other party's cultivation level was also not low.

"It's only been a few years since I saw him. I didn't expect Xiao Man's cultivation to reach such a level. It's really a scary young man."

Sang Wuyin snorted coldly.

"Don't dare to be, it's far worse than my uncle."

Sang Xiaoman said without showing any weakness.

"Little girl, you haven't answered my question yet. Did your Uncle Yun kill these people?"

Sang Wuyin turned his attention to Zhang Lian'er again.

"Uncle, will you believe me when I say 'yes'?"

Zhang Lian'er was a little speechless.

"Then what do you intend to do with these three heads?"

After being choked back by a yellow-haired girl, Sang Wuyin's tone became more and more cold.

"Of course I came to tell you that they are dead."

Zhang Lian'er became even more depressed, thinking, why this uncle can't even understand the words.

"Then do you know what the charges are for murdering the palace master of Xianmeng and the ghost envoy of Hell?"

Sang Wuyin looked at Zhang Lian'er with a sneer.

"I know, but you can't catch me, Uncle Yun."

Zhang Lian'er nodded seriously, with a calm face.

"Can't catch it?..."

Sang Wuyin was so angry that his face was livid, knowing that he couldn't tell her what to say, so he looked at Sang Xiaoman with a sneer and said:
"Since Uncle Yun is your old friend, can I understand that he is doing things for your Tianzi Yimai? Is your Tianzi Yimai going to completely break with the Immortal League and Hell?"

In fact, after the initial astonishment, he soon discovered that it was a good thing for him that Nalan Kun and the second envoy of Hell and Hell died here, because in this way, the whole line of Tianzi would completely offend Xianmeng and Hell. up.

"Why do you have to be so pretentious, uncle? Isn't it true that since you entered this ancestral hall, I have no choice but to be of the Tianzi family?"

Sang Xiaoman also sneered.

"Then have you thought about the consequences of a complete break with the Xianmeng Hell?"

Sang Wuxian threatened.

"I'm different from you, Uncle. I can't think so long-term. I only know that if one palace master and two ghost envoys die, my chances of winning will be much greater."

Sang Xiaoman looked at Sang Wuyin with a smile on his face.

"As for Xianmeng and Hell, as long as I can take over as Patriarch, I'm afraid they are willing to sit down and have a good talk with me, right?"

She is very confident.

And this sentence also hit the key point of Sang Wujiu.

Just like what Sang Xiaoman said, although Yan Prison and Xianmeng are still willing to stand by him at this moment, if he fails to take over the position of Patriarch and lets Sang Xiaoman control Yanzhou, he will probably be regarded as an abandoned by them. son abandoned.

After all, even Hell Prison and Xianmeng are unwilling to directly make enemies of the entire Yanzhou on the bright side.

At that time, not to mention murdering a palace master and ghost envoy, even if killing a ghost king, it is estimated that hell will choose to compromise with Sang Xiaoman.

"It's just that one palace master and two ghost envoys are missing, so niece Xiaoman feels that the winning ticket is in her hands?"

Sang Wuyin looked at Sang Xiaoman with a hint of sarcasm.

"Sister Xiaoman, this is the first gift my Uncle Yun prepared for you, do you like it?"

Before Sang Xiaoman could answer, Zhang Lian'er suddenly interrupted.

"Although it's disgusting, but since he's still sincere, I'll just accept it."

Sang Xiaoman laughed.

"Hee hee, I just said it's not good to use this thing as a gift."

Zhang Lian'er giggled upon hearing this.

"You said this is the first gift, so that means there is a second gift?"

"Actually, I don't know too well. Uncle Yun didn't tell me, he just asked me to come to you..."

"Speaking of which, Xiao Lian'er, you should also count as one!"

Sang Xiaoman pinched Zhang Lian'er's face.

"Yeah."

Zhang Lian'er opened her arms as if to hug Sang Xiaoman again.

Seeing the two completely ignoring him, Sang Wuyin snorted coldly, but he didn't attack immediately, he knew it was not the time yet.

Now that he has confirmed that Sang Xiaoman has no intention of compromising, and he has the reputation of murdering the Palace Master of Xianmeng and the Ghost Envoy of Hell, he can justifiably ask Sang Xiaoman to give up the position of Patriarch.

If the other party refuses to hand over, then he can just take this opportunity to completely erase the Tianzi lineage from the Sang family's eight lines, so as to avoid future troubles.

Thinking of this, the fire in his heart dissipated a lot, so he got up and prepared to leave.

But who knows, just as he got up, the sound of welcoming guests from the Sang family's servants in the back hall suddenly sounded:

"Qing, Qingqiu Mansion, Yao, the daughter of the Demon Empress, Dong, Dongfang Li came to pay respects."

With the sound of this sound, Sang Wuyin's body froze in place as if petrified.

Not only them, but even the people who were sitting in the stone worshiping pavilion not far away stood up and looked towards this side.

"Dongfang Li, the daughter of the Demon Empress of Qingqiu Mansion?!"

Also shocked was Sang Xiaoman, a name she was not unfamiliar with at all, because Xianmeng and Hell had been digging deep to find this person over the years.

"This can't be...Your Uncle Yun found it too?"

Sang Xiaoman looked at Zhang Lian'er in surprise.

"Uncle Yun, you never mentioned it to me."

Zhang Lian'er shook her head violently.

But before he figured out why the demon queen's daughter appeared in the Sang family ancestral hall, the servant's welcome voice sounded again:

"Dragon Clan, the third daughter of the Dragon Emperor, Ao Jieyou came to pay respects!"

(End of this chapter)

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