Devil King's Cheap Wife

Seeing Murong Bin slandering the male god in his heart, Murong Qian's face immediately turned ugly. She turned her head and ignored Murong Bin, continuing to stare at Han Xiu who was not far away.

When Murong Shu who had entered the ancestral hall saw the familiar box in Zhong Han's hands, he instantly opened his eyes wide. He raised his head to look at Zhong Han, and an unfathomable gaze flashed past his eyes.

"Who are you? Why must you barge into my Murong Mansion Ancestral Hall and take away my offerings? "

"Zhong Han, we don't need to waste words with him, how can ordinary people have such an item? It's more important to leave! " The man standing to Zhong Han's left had a serious expression.

"You dare!?" This is a treasure left behind by my Murong Family ancestors, it belongs to our Murong Family, what qualifications do you have to take it away? " When Murong Shu heard the full mouth of that person's despise for mortals like them, his expression couldn't help but turn cold and his tone became even more frightening.

When the man heard Murong Shu's words, he sneered, and then raised his hand to attack towards Murong Shu. Seeing that, Han Xiu immediately stood in front of Murong Shu, with one hand grabbing onto the man's wrist, he pushed with force, and a bamboo knife appeared in Han Xiu's hand, directly thrusting towards the man's shoulder.

"Zikun!" Zhong Han was shocked, he hurriedly went forward to block Han Xiu's Bamboo Sword attack.

This was the second time Han Xiu had cut a Bamboo Sword out of nothing to do. It was similar to the one he had gifted to Murong Qing, and was placed on his body for self-defense. He never expected that it would actually come in handy.

After forcing back the man called Zikun, Zhong Han ran in front of Han Xiu and grabbed onto the wrist of the Bamboo Sword with one hand. How could Han Xiu allow him to control him?

He completely did not expect this mortal to be able to struggle free from Zhong Han's shackles. One must know that even without using any spells, Zhong Han's cultivation was still very deep and profound. Even though it looked like an easy shackle, it was actually a fatal collarbone technique.

The three people kept on staring at Han Xiu as though they wanted to find out whether or not he was a cultivator's Soul Qi, but in the end, they could not.

Could it be that this man was just a superior cultivator in the martial arts world of the mortal world?

How could Han Xiu know what they were thinking? Taking the opportunity when Zhong Han was distracted, he immediately snatched the box containing the Heavenly Heart Pill from Zhong Han's hands with extreme speed. Then, he returned to Murong Shu's side.

Seeing that he had snatched the box back, Murong Shu raised his hand and shouted: "Capture them!"

Murong Shu's voice came out, causing Zhong Han and the rest to recover, only then did they realise that the box in their hands had been snatched away.

After the sounds, Zhong Han knew that he could not stay any longer. It seemed that they could only find another opportunity to snatch the Heavenly Heart Pill away.

Thinking about that, Zhong Han suddenly gave Han Xiu a meaningful look, he remembered this youth!

Then, Zhong Han looked at He Zikun and the other man called Hu Chong.

The two of them understood, and immediately rushed out with all their might, taking advantage of the chaos to bring Yihe, the white clothed man who was shackled previously, away. Cultivators were after all, cultivators, so they still had the ability to escape, and not long after, the four of them could no longer see him.

After Han Xiu obtained the box, he had no interest in fighting against the four of them. In any case, his goal was also this box.

However, Han Xiu did not take the box to leave. Instead, he placed the box on the table in front of Murong Shu and said respectfully: "Master Murong, the thing is here."

Murong Shu praised the handsome looking and extraordinary looking Han Xiu as he received the box from Han Xiu. Opening the box, he saw the treasure that they had sacrificed for him for hundreds of years lying inside, which made him feel relieved.

Han Xiu took this opportunity to peek inside the box, and saw a peanut sized object wrapped in white light inside the box.

This was the so-called immortal pill?

Looking at the faint white light, it seemed like that was the case.

Closing the box, Murong Shu raised his head and asked Han Xiu: "What's your name?"

"Han Xiu."

, who was not far away, turned his head to look at Murong Bin, and arrogantly said: "I said that he is Han Xiu, and he is not that Da Zhuang fool.

"How is this possible? He is clearly Da Zhuang. " Murong Bin still couldn't believe it.

But, if it was Da Zhuang, how could he suddenly become so powerful?

At this time, Murong Bin's gaze was attracted by the indistinct pattern on the back of Han Xiu's left hand. It looked a bit like a Seven Star Diagram, but because the light was not very bright, Murong Bin wasn't able to see clearly, but he guessed that it was probably a birthmark.

He turned his head to look at Murong Qian and said: "As expected, you just look similar to Da Zhuang. I don't seem to remember the birthmark on the back of Da Zhuang's hand."

"A birthmark? "Where is he?" After Murong Qian heard this, she looked towards Han Xiu.

"On the back of that hand in our direction, do you see that?"

However, because the light wasn't very clear, and adding the angle, Murong Qian did not see the birthmark that Murong Bin mentioned, and no one else did not notice either. On top of that, Murong Shu, who was standing in front of Han Xiu, did not even notice it …