A seal of immortality

Chapter 810

In a certain wide hall, Wang Changsheng's hands and feet were wearing chains, and in front of him were Shangguan Yundun and a dozen or so disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement.

Shangguan Yundun looked solemn, holding a silver jade plate in his hand.

"After verification, it is true that Wang Changsheng of the Xuanfu lineage killed others wantonly. Wang Changsheng relied on his identity as a disciple of the Taiqing Palace to rape, plunder, and harm others. According to the sect's regulations, Wang Changsheng was sentenced to death and executed immediately, so as to comfort the spirit of the deceased in heaven." Shangguan said. Dun gestured a few times on the silver jade plate, and said slowly.

"Nephew Wang, do you have any last words to say? As long as it's not too much, I can help you." Shangguan Yun glanced at Wang Changsheng and said in a deep voice.

"What is fake is fake, it will never be true." Wang Changsheng said indifferently.

"What's fake and real? You still want to quibble when your death is imminent? Come and take him down for execution." Shangguan Yun raised his brows and ordered.

As soon as the words fell, two disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement walked over immediately, driving Wang Changsheng to go out.

Wang Changsheng snorted softly, and stood motionless on the spot. The two law enforcement officers pushed hard, but Wang Changsheng couldn't move a step.

"Since this rebel has resisted to the end, let's execute him here! Anyway, just hand over his head to the families of the victims for inspection." Shangguan Yundun ordered.

The two disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement looked at each other and nodded. One disciple took out a shiny golden axe and struck at Wang Changsheng's head.

Wang Changsheng remained expressionless and stood there motionless.

With a sound of "poof", Wang Changsheng's head was chopped off to the ground, and blood spurted out several feet high.

His head rolled to the ground, and he looked at Shangguan Yundun expressionlessly.

"It's true when it's fake, and it's also true when it's fake. Boy, let's see how long you can last." Shangguan Yun grinned grimly and sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Changsheng only felt a blur before his eyes, and then appeared in a small courtyard.

The yard is not big, but it gave Wang Changsheng a very familiar feeling.

A burst of explosions came from the front, vaguely mixed with the screams of women and children.

A middle-aged man with a flustered expression rushed into the yard. His blue robe was stained with a lot of blood, as if he had experienced a fight.

"Father!" Wang Changsheng murmured to himself.

The middle-aged man was none other than Wang Changsheng's father, Wang Mingyuan.

"Son, you are back, stop them quickly. The law enforcement disciples of the Taiqing Palace said that our Wang family is colluding with the devil and is killing our Wang family members." Wang Mingyuan saw Wang Changsheng, his face was happy, and he hurriedly explained.

There was a sound of piercing through the air, and a blue long sword struck like lightning, quickly piercing through Wang Mingyuan's body.

"Son, avenge us." Wang Mingyuan looked at the blood hole in his chest, left a last word, and fell straight down.

"Hmph, killing demons and eliminating demons is the duty of our Taiqing Palace. Your royal family colludes with demons and heretics, and none of them can escape." A cold male voice sounded.

As soon as the words fell, a tall middle-aged man walked in.

"Hey, Wang Changsheng, aren't you imprisoned in the Law Enforcement Hall? How did you appear here? You dare to escape? Then let's send you on your way!" Hovering around, he slashed towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng raised his brows, and stood there motionless.

With a "poof", the blue long sword passed through Wang Changsheng's heart, and the blood stained Wang Changsheng's clothes red.

Wang Changsheng felt a whirlwind and fell to the ground. When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly appeared in a stone room about a hundred feet in size.

Ten feet in front of Wang Changsheng, there is a white human-shaped skeleton with an exquisite storage bag hanging from its waist.

With a flash of white light, Mu Wanwan suddenly appeared beside Wang Changsheng.

Mu Wanwan's complexion was slightly pale, and a thin layer of sweat oozes from her face.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, that skeleton is the Heavenly Illusionary Demon Lord." Mu Wanwan's eyes lit up and she said with joy.

After finishing speaking, she walked forward quickly without waiting for Wang Changsheng's answer.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng hesitated for a moment, and stood there motionless.

Mu Wanwan tore off the storage bag at the waist of the human-shaped skeleton, and fell down. After a burst of glow, a large pile of things appeared on the ground.

There are more than a dozen magical treasures, more than a dozen jade boxes with sealed seals, more than a dozen porcelain vases, and dozens of jade slips.

Mu Wanwan checked dozens of jade slips one by one, and when she stuck a blue jade slip between her eyebrows, she said with a smile on her face:
"I found it. The last three layers of the Heavenly Illusion and Nightmare Dafa are indeed on the body of the Heavenly Illusionary Demon Lord."

"Wang Daoyou, I only want this jade slip and two magic treasures, and the rest are yours!" Mu Wanwan put away the jade slips, picked out two magic treasures, put away the things on the ground in a storage bag, and put them away. The storage bag was thrown to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng opened the storage bag, swept his consciousness, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Since we have the things, let's leave!" Mu Wanwan said, walking along the way.

"Wait, Fairy Mu, I have a few questions I want to ask you?" Wang Changsheng stopped Mu Wanwan.

"Question? Why? Do you think you are still in the phantom array?" Mu Wanwan said with a half-smile.

"Yes, if Fairy Mu doesn't give a reasonable answer, I won't leave." Wang Changsheng nodded with a solemn expression.

"What's the question, please ask, Fellow Daoist Wang!"

"First question, I heard that Fairy Mu had a half-sister, but she died at birth. At whose hands did she die?" Wang Changsheng stared at Mu Wanwan and asked in a deep voice.

Wang Changsheng sent someone to investigate Mu Wanwan, and found out that she had a half-sister who died at birth.

Hearing this, Mu Wanwan frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Death was at the hands of my tenth mother. My tenth mother bought the maid next to Seventeenth Niang. When my mother left after watching Xiang'er, the maid took the opportunity strangled my half-sister to death, put the blame on my mother, and tried to cause my mother to fight with Shi Qiniang, but my father found out the truth about this matter, and returned my mother's innocence. The maid strangled her."

Wang Changsheng frowned, and Mu Wanwan's answer was exactly the same as what he had investigated. In this way, he didn't ask this question. If he was still in the illusion, the illusion must know what he knew, so he had to ask some questions. Only things he doesn't know.

Wang Changsheng thought about it for a while, his face froze, and he asked in a deep voice: "Fairy Mu, what do you think of me as a human being? How about being your husband?"

When Mu Wanwan heard this, her cheeks flushed, and after a moment of uncertainty on her face, she blushed and said, "If you Wang Daoyou likes my younger sister, you can come to my father to ask for marriage."

(End of this chapter)