Nine Heavenly Towers

At this moment, the black-clothed masked monk tightly grasped the killing sword with his left hand, trying to pull the killing sword out of his body.However, everything happened too fast, so fast that his opened eyes were frozen before he could blink.

When all the pictures were frozen, his left hand had just touched the killing sword. However, all this happened so quickly that he had no time to pull out the killing sword.He has lost consciousness.

His corpse was twisting and drying rapidly, countless wrinkles accumulated on his face.Finally, even the wrinkles disappeared.

With a muffled "poof", his body fell from the sky to the ground.

Xuanmu's eyes showed murderous intent, and the murderous intent in his eyes gradually dissipated when he saw that the masked monk in black was dead.

"Go and kill the last one. If you can't kill, you don't need to live in this world, because it's useless for me to keep you." Xuanmu said coldly, with an indifferent expression on his face. Without even looking at Mox.

"Yes." With an innocent expression on his face, Mox tried hard to suppress the fear deep in his heart, and walked slowly towards the last surviving masked man in black.With a solemn expression, he picked up the iron sword that he had dropped on the ground.Taking a deep breath, he tightly held the iron sword in his hands with both hands, and jumped, although he couldn't jump very high.But that sword carried the weight of his body, and with a powerful impact from the air, it pierced into the body of the last masked monk.

The masked monk was pierced into the body by the sword, and he let out a muffled grunt, and a trace of blood flowed out.In the end, his eyes turned white and he died on the ground.

"Papa, not bad." Xuanmu clapped his hands and said in praise of Mox's actions.

"Thank you, master, for the compliment." Mox scratched his head with a shy expression on his face.

"Okay, He Su Qingpan is dead tonight, maybe something unusual will happen tonight. Go and bury these four dead bones." Xuanmu looked at the sky, the snowflakes in the sky were still chaotic Falling down, it seems to make people feel dignified.

"Follow the master's order." Mox was a little hesitant, but after a flash of his eyes, he replied firmly.

Xuan Mu didn't say much, but walked towards the small building.

"It's obviously too late to escape tonight, maybe He Huang will come to Xingshi soon to question the crime." Xuan Mu returned to the living room, sat cross-legged, and thought in a low voice.He immediately entered into a state of samadhi, this time he didn't stay in samadhi for a long time, but after running the aura in his body for a week, he stood up again.

The body quickly swept towards the outside of the manor, holding the sword in his right hand, and quickly came to Mox's side.

At this time, Mox was busy digging a pit to bury the body.A layer of white snowflakes covered Mox's head. Instead of feeling cold, he kept digging the soil with a hoe.Although his cheeks and hands were red everywhere, it was not at all obvious that he was afraid of his hands and feet from the cold.

"You can rest for a while. I'll come." Xuan Mu said with a smile as soon as he came here.Xuan Mu jumped into the pit, holding the hoe in both hands, and dug out all the soil.

The wind and snow are still and longer, and the chill is piercingly cold.

Xuanmu kicked Hesu Qingpan's body into the pit with one kick, and then kicked the other three masked monks into the pit one after another, and ordered Mokes to bury all the dirt in it.

Then, put the staves used by several people into the storage ring for later use.Just returned to the small building.

The strange thing is that the night was safe and sound, and Emperor He didn't come to find fault with Xuanmu.Until the next day, after the snow stopped.

He Su Dewei led [-] armored knights to Xuanmu's manor. He dismounted himself and told his younger brother, "You wait here, I'll go and talk to my brother."

When Mo Kesi introduced He Su Dewei into the small building, Xuan Mu was still sitting cross-legged on the rattan sofa watching "Ling Cao Ji".Seeing He Su Dewei coming in, he was quite surprised and asked, "Why are you here alone?"

"Ger Mindong, the second-level priest in the palace, reported to the father that you killed Qingpan, let me invite you to the palace." He Su Dewei stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Hehe..., you really are right, but you didn't expect to be invited into the palace by your father so soon." Xuan Mu said with a wry smile.But he didn't look like he wanted to move. "How is the priest of Geer now?"

"Ger is now imprisoned because it is not good for protecting the prince."

"Oh, did He Su Qingpan really disappear?" Xuan Mu pretended not to know, and asked curiously.

He Su Dewei is a sensible person, but also a confused person.But he is definitely a prince who understands when he should understand, and who is confused when he should be confused.Therefore, he said with a smile: "Brother Lin Mu, Qingpan was killed by you. I have long seen that Qingpan has murderous intentions towards you. As expected..."

Before He Su Dewei finished speaking, Xuan Mu coldly interrupted him.Xuanmu said angrily: "Good boy, lead me into the palace. Make Hesu Qingpan want to kill me, and then use my hand to kill Hesu Qingpan, and now you come to take it under the order of your father." I'll go back and ask questions. It's a good trick."

"No, no." He Su Dewei hurriedly looked apologetic, clasped his hands together and said, "Brother Lin Mu, you can't blame me for this. It's your own wish to go to the palace, and He Su Qingpan wants to kill you, it's also his. You have a wrong mind. Even the royal father didn't have any suitable reason to kill you."

"Since you know, you said it again. Then what do you want to do?" Xuanmu asked curiously with his mind turning.

"I don't want to do anything, you deal with my father first. I will protect you when I inherit the crown prince. What do you think, brother?" He Su Dewei said with a smile.

"Everyone has been killed, let's go to the palace first." Xuan Mu shook his head helplessly, and followed He Su Dewei towards the outside of the small building. "Mox, take good care of the manor for me."

"Master, I obey." Mox watched Xuan Mu follow He Su Dewei away with expectation in his eyes.

In the palace, in the Taiping Hall.

Wearing a red robe, Emperor He sat on a dragon chair, lowered his eyebrows and nodded, resting his forehead with his right hand, with an extremely melancholy look on his brows.

"My nephew has met my uncle." Xuan Mu bowed and saluted He Huang.

"The servant said you killed my son? Did you kill Qingpan?" He Huang stared at Xuan Mu with wide eyes, and slapped his right hand heavily on the table in front of him, shouting loudly.

"Yes." Xuan Mu didn't say much, just saying this one word was enough.

"You killed my son, you still dare to come here? Do you think I won't kill you?" He Huang was already furious, stood up, pulled out a sword beside him, and was about to charge towards Xuan Mu.