The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 393 Confrontation and Betting
"you……"

Yinxian looked at the powerful ghost clan young man in front of him, feeling a little scared in his heart.

What a strong power of cultivation. I didn't expect that at such a young age, she would have such magnanimity and grace. It was even more unexpected that Yan Qian, a sinner with unforgivable sins, would have such an outstanding descendant.

Yinxian's face turned cold, "I only have one question."

"Your Excellency, please speak."

"Where is Yan Qian?" As long as he sees him, he will crush him to ashes.

Yan Yun's eyes were slightly cold, "Senior Yan Qian has passed away. If you have other questions, I can answer your questions."

But she wanted to see her ancestor Yan Qian in her dream.

"I know he is dead! I want to see his immortal bones! I want to see his tomb!"

Several elders were horrified, "He is already dead. What did you see him doing?"

Yinxian's face was full of anger, "He killed my master, and I must avenge my master."

Elder Hua frowned and said in a deep voice: "Your master, Elder Xuan Yin, died in the Haiyu disaster. It was an accident, and it was not caused by Senior Yan Qian. Why do you seek revenge from him?"

"Yes," Chu Mengcheng also walked over, feeling puzzled and said: "It's been four to five million years since this happened. You have been eating and drinking well in this sacrificial forest and have been king and hegemon for millions of years. Okay, why do you think of revenge now?"

How long has passed since then? It was four to five million years ago that we wanted to take revenge. Now, isn’t it a joke to propose revenge?

Yin Xian raised his head, a pair of green eyes full of ferocity, "I recently got the news that this matter was caused by Mr. Yan Qian! Besides, he imprisoned me here for my own good. I am enjoying my old age, actually, because I am afraid that I will expose his sins to the world!”

Yan Yun sensitively grasped the key points of his previous words, and asked him one sentence after another: "Did you get the news? Whose news did you get? Who told you this news? Who is that person? You call him, and I will He confronted him!"

She wanted to see who the ignorant and ambitious bitch dared to frame the predecessor of their ghost clan, His Highness.

If she knew it, she would skin him, cramp him, crush his bones and scatter him into ashes.

Yinxian chuckled, "Why, are you angry from embarrassment? Are you scared?"

"Afraid?" Yan Yun smiled angrily. What was she afraid of? Is she afraid of it, or of the villain behind it?
joke! Yan Yun is so old and has lived for more than two million years. Who has she been afraid of?

Seeing her sneer, Yinxian looked very ugly, "Aren't you afraid that I will know the truth behind the scenes and spit on his sins to the world?"

Yan Yun clenched the sword in his hand, and his voice was heavy and cold, "Senior Yan Qian has never harmed anyone, and he doesn't even bother to do small things behind his back. We ghost tribe are not such disgusting people! Instead, it is this person who told you the news. People don’t dare to confront me, Yan Yun, I’m as timid as a mouse and extremely disgusting.”

"You——" Yin Xian was furious, but found that he had no words to refute her. Because as she said, he couldn't tell who the person behind it was. Naturally, there was no way to bring her over to confront them.

It's just that the kid in front of him was a little too arrogant. Even if their master was not killed by Yan Qian, he died indirectly because of him. He was guilty and he should bear their anger.

Minlan didn't want them to make the situation serious. After all, it had been so long, so what was the point of bringing it up again?

It just adds to the troubles and gives the juniors one more thing to worry about.

He interrupted them and said, "In that case, disciple Yan Yun will come forward to investigate the cause of Elder Xuan Yin's death in detail and give you a satisfactory answer within three days. How about that?"

"What if she can't find out?"

Yan Yun looked at him with cold eyes and said loudly and forcefully: "If we can't find out, I will leave it to you."

"Yan Yun?!" Elder Fanli on the side was worried and dissatisfied. How could she swear so casually and come to a conclusion so easily. Couldn't she see that the person behind the scenes was here for their ghost clan?

It has been so many years, and no one has mentioned it yet, but it was suddenly mentioned in this sacrificial ceremony, and it happened to be a matter of the ghost clan. The thoughts of the people behind the scenes are obvious to all.

Yan Yun turned to look at her and calmed down, "Elder, don't worry, the disciple will find a way to deal with it."

"You are really..." Fanli looked helpless and wanted to say something to teach her, but seeing how proud and confident she looked, he really couldn't.

Alas, as a master, this is really the first time for her to be so powerless. Disciple Yan Yun, she really can't control it.

Yinxian made the final decision, "Okay, since the sect leader is the one to come forward, I will give her a chance to conduct a thorough investigation. If she cannot be found out, I will not let them go - the descendants of the ghost clan."

"Whatever you do with it." Yan Yun raised his feet and left proudly. The descendants of his ghost clan were not afraid of his bold words, because the descendants of his ghost clan were never greedy for life and afraid of death. After Yan Yun left, the figures of several elders also disappeared in front of the sacrificial altar, leaving only Min Lan alone.

When Yinxian saw that they were all gone, he led his own tribe to salute him, "Sir, lord of the clan——"

Minglan's eyes were dim, and the look he looked at it was oppressive and majestic, "Please step back. As long as you are under my Cangling Mountain gate, you are not allowed to cause trouble."

"Yin Xian should remember what the lord of the clan said, but the ghost tribesman really deceived others too much."

"If this is done by the ghost clan, it should go as you wish. If it is not done by the ghost clan, I hope you will be careful in your words and deeds."

"Yinxian understands."

"I hope you really understand and are not controlled by others."

Yin Xian raised his eyes in surprise, only to see that Min Lan's figure had disappeared in front of his eyes, and even the tiny rays of light had disappeared. One can imagine how quietly Min Lan walked away.

Yinxian couldn't help but be horrified in his heart. He didn't expect that the sect leader knew about the people behind the scenes.

It seems that nothing in Cangling Mountain can be hidden from the eyes and ears of the sect leader.

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Feng Ling Xuan

In front of the mountain gate

As soon as Yan Yunfang walked out, he saw a petite figure running from the side.

"Sister Yan Yun——"

"Sister Yan Yun!!"

Yan Yun: "..." She didn't want to see her.

Miaoyuan ran over very worriedly. When she saw her, she quickly took her hand and looked her up and down, "Sister Yan Yun, are you injured? Did the Silver Beast Clan hurt you? Ah, Yan Sister Yun, please speak."

Yan Yun: "..."

Miaoyuan held her hand and almost burst into tears, "As soon as I heard that Senior Brother Murong and Da She told you about you, I ran over quickly. You can't really be hurt, can you, Sister Yan Yun..."

Yan Yun grabbed an inconspicuous question and asked: "Who is the big snake?"

Miaoyuan: "Huh?"

What kind of issues does Sister Yan Yun focus on? She said such a long paragraph, but she replied with such an irrelevant sentence.

Han Mozheng, who was standing beside Murong Feng, raised his eyes in surprise and saw Yan Yun's wise and sensitive eyes looking at him quickly.

It seems that she has guessed that the big snake Miaoyuan mentioned refers to him.

He lowered his head instantly, feeling as if he had done something wrong, even though the look in her eyes was not scary.

"Oh, sister Yan Yun, don't worry about who the big snake is. Are you injured?" Miaoyuan took her hand and looked at her up and down. She was well dressed, and her hands, legs and feet were also in good condition. It seemed that she was not injured.

Yan Yun pushed her hand away uncomfortably, "No, don't worry."

She wasn't used to being so close to her.

Miaoyuan smiled happily, "That's great. Did my master and elders save you?"

"No," Yan Yun shook her head. It was she who made a bet with the leading silver beast, so she could come out safely.

"Then how did you get out?"

"bet."

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