Quick Transmigration: Have resentment?Crazy criticize the ancestors to help you counterattack

That afternoon, Mu Qinglin knew that the Moro Cult had not released his brother and had no intention of fulfilling their promise. He did not want to waste any time and prepared to notify a few friends in the underworld to go and rescue his eldest brother together.

After Mu Qinglin and Hong Fei had a serious communication, he got his son's understanding. Hong Fei was willing to stay in Yaowang Valley and wait for him, so he went to ask for a meeting with Lianyi.

"Master Shan, you have done your best in this matter. I will handle it myself from now on. I have contacted several friends in the martial arts world and plan to go with them to rescue Big Brother.

It’s just that Hongfei has just recovered from a serious illness, so it’s not easy for him to travel long distances, and it’s not convenient for me to bring him with me, so I hope that Master Shan can let Hongfei stay for a few more days. When my wife’s injuries stabilize, she will come to pay the medical fee and take Hongfei back.”

Lian Yi heard Mu Qinglin's arrangements clearly, and knew that he didn't want to trouble her again, so she smiled and said:

"It's fine for Hongfei to stay in Yaowang Valley to recuperate. You don't need to urge your wife. As for going outside the pass to rescue people, I will go with you."

Mu Qinglin felt relieved after hearing the first half of the sentence, but he was unable to react to the second half.

As far as he knew, the Shan Valley Master was in weak health and had to be recuperated in the Medicine King Valley where the four seasons were like spring. He could not leave here at all. Moreover, it was winter outside the valley now. If something happened to the Shan Valley Master, he didn't know what to use to compensate him.

"Master Shan, you don't need to leave the valley in person for this matter."

Lian Yi knew what he was going to say, and said while stroking the whirlwind:
"I am not going here just for Hero Mu. The Holy Son of the Moro Cult did not fulfill his promise to Medicine King Valley. I must go and ask for an explanation. Otherwise, everyone will take the promise to Medicine King Valley lightly. How will Medicine King Valley survive in the future?"

Mu Qinglin hesitated and said:

“But your body.”

"Not wanting to leave the valley and not being able to leave the valley are two different things."

Lianyi smiled slightly and stopped talking.

Mu Qinglin was not stupid and he reacted immediately. The rumors outside were just an excuse for Master Shan Gu not wanting to see patients. If that was the case, he had no reason to stop him.

After the matter was finalized, Lianyi set off with her people the next day. This time she brought Qiurong and Dongxue. Granny Ding, Chuntao and Xiachan stayed in the valley.

Of course, Duoduo and Xuanfeng both acted with Lianyi, so this trip outside the Great Wall could be considered as a way for them to relax as a group.

The friends from the martial arts world that Mu Qinglin had summoned had not arrived when they set out, but they had already agreed on a destination, and Mu Qinglin would leave marks along the way, so the group of four set out early.

The further you go outside the Central Plains, the more desolate the place becomes, the more miserable the people there become, and the stronger the sandstorms become.

The group of four had already changed their carriage, and after entering the desert they swapped horses for camels. Led by Mu Qinglin, they headed all the way to the lair of the Moro Cult.

The Moroccan Lair
Ji Shuxian has been in a bad mood for the past two days. The leader has become increasingly distrustful of him and seems to be thinking of replacing him. Those people in the sect who don't get along with him are also ready to make a move, ready to bite off a piece of his flesh at any time.

In fact, he would have let Mu Qingfeng go, but he just didn't want the other party to leave the Moro Sect alive. The other party knew too much, and this person would be a stumbling block for their advance into the Central Plains.

This time, the leader of the Moro Cult sent people to the Central Plains. On the surface, he was doing business, but secretly he wanted to capture children who were born on the same day and month as the leader. He wanted to cultivate a new body that would allow him to live forever.

Only then did Ji Shuxian understand that the leader had never thought of passing his position to anyone else. The Son of God was just a nice-sounding title and could not replace the leader. He was just a knife in the leader's hand.

After knowing this, Ji Shuxian began to plot, hoping to take advantage of the leader's body change to completely eliminate the other party.

But Mu Qingfeng showed up unexpectedly and rescued the boy who could carry the leader's body and strength. This made the leader furious, and he imprisoned the boy, torturing him in different ways every day, just to vent his anger.

The leader also ordered him to go to Central Plains in person to find the rescued boy. If he couldn't find him, he should go find more boys who met the requirements.

"Son, the leader did this to get rid of you. As far as I know, the boy is a failure."

Huandie said respectfully.

A trace of contempt flashed across Ji Shuxian's evil face, and he said coldly:
"I know that the leader will not admit that the boy is a discarded failure. He just wants to get rid of me as a potential threat. If he fails to change his body, I can naturally replace him. How can he allow me to stay by his side?"

"Son, are we still leaving?"

"Of course I have to go, just two days later. I hope Master Shan will not let me down."

Ji Shuxian narrowed his eyes and said, "Son of God, that reckless man Ji Lu said that the leader has been with the captured Mu Qingfeng recently. I wonder what the leader is planning."

Huandie reported again.

After hearing this, Ji Shuxian stroked the piccolo at his waist with his slender fingers and muttered:

"The leader is becoming more and more difficult to figure out. It is rare that he has paid so much attention to Mu Qingfeng who trespassed into the holy altar. My original excuse to put the blame on Yaowang Valley has become a reality."

"Son, I will have someone keep an eye on Mu Qingfeng. You can just act according to the situation."

"Okay, you go down first and inform the eight of them to be smarter these days."

"Yes!"

Just when Ji Shuxian had no time to delay, Lianyi and his four companions arrived at the lair of the Moro Cult.

After hearing his subordinate's report, Cult Master Moro stroked the scepter in his hand, glanced at Ji Shuxian and said:
"Son, are these people coming for you?"

Ji Shuxian stepped forward expressionlessly and said:

“Master, when I was seriously ill, I asked Master Shan of Medicine King Valley to help me. After I recovered, I made a promise to him.

When Shan Guzhu asked me to fulfill my promise, I was unable to do so. I guess the other party is coming to attack me.”

After hearing this, the leader asked indifferently:

"What does she want you to do?"

"She asked me to send Mu Qingfeng back for trespassing into the altar."

Ji Shuxian replied respectfully.

This answer finally changed the face of the frost-faced leader. He laughed crazily and said:

"Since I became famous, no one has come to me to cause trouble. This time I want to see what Medicine King Valley is going to do and invite them in."

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Ji Shuxian was waiting for this opportunity. He immediately turned around and left Fengming Hall to meet Lianyi and his party.

Lianyi and the other two wore veils to protect themselves from the wind and sand and conceal their faces, avoiding unnecessary trouble. Instead, they made Mu Qinglin and his friends look like bodyguards.

"Master Shan, let's wait until dark before sneaking in."

Lian Yi waved her hand calmly and said:

"No, the Moro people will come to greet us personally."

"This"

"Miss, Ji Shuxian is here!"

Qiu Rong said in a low voice.

In fact, without Qiu Rong's reminder, they also saw the huge group of Moro people coming towards them.

Mu Qinglin and his friends all placed their hands on the swords at their waists vigilantly.

"Don't be nervous, let's go meet this Moruo leader." (End of this chapter)