The Ancient Zombie Emperor

The moment they took down the Flame Pill, everyone in Cold Wind Tower turned their gazes uniformly towards Xiao Mu. There was unwillingness, shock, envy, coveting, and all sorts of emotions.

Ouyang Jing stared at Xiao Mu, killing intent flashed past his eyes, Chen Kun, Hu Wengong, Lin Zi Dan and the rest all had unfriendly expressions. Xiao Mu did not care about the looks. The moment he decided to reveal his Creative Spirit Liquid, he was already prepared to be surrounded and surrounded.

Kill as many people as you want!

At the same time, everyone was guessing Xiao Mu's identity, what kind of identity did he have to be the one who had the Creative Spirit Liquid and the treasured liquid? He could not help but look at Xiao Mu who looked familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

"Strange, why is it that I don't have the slightest hint of familiarity with him?" A chivalrous expert said with a frown.

Immediately after, an old man called out: "I know who he is, it's that Xiao Mu!"

Chen Kun and Hu Wengong were puzzled. Who else was Xiao Mu but Xiao Mu? However, the more he listened, the more shocked he became. His face was filled with disbelief and astonishment.

"This Xiao Mu, is the Xiao Mu who annihilated the Tianlong Hall two months ago, scared the hell out of the Wild Knife Xie Feng and fled for his life. He even exterminated the Chang Sheng Jun of the Mo family and cut down a bunch of Seventh Order Warrior. He alone obtained all the Creative Spirit Liquid! " The old man's mouth was parched and his tongue was parched. Every single battle accomplishment was astonishing.

When these words came out, everyone was extremely shocked. When they looked at Xiao Mu, their faces were filled with reverence.

Chen Kun and Hu Wengong felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and said: "Impossible, impossible?!"

They did not know that when Xiao Mu left the Flowing Moon Sect, he had actually done such a great thing, and it caused their hearts to tremble violently. Consecutive slashes of Seventh Order Warrior caused their scalps to go numb just thinking about it. If it was really so, then Xiao Mu's fighting strength was at least at the seventh stage of the Fighter!

This kind of strength, was only possessed by the top five core disciples. Thinking about how they had provoked Xiao Mu with all their previous moves, the two couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb.

However, there were also people who looked at Xiao Mu with greedy eyes. Amongst them, Ouyang Jing was the leader, the eldest son of the Ouyang Family.

Creative Spirit Liquid, that was such a huge temptation!

While everyone was looking at Xiao Mu with ill intentions, the bidding continued. Only, Xiao Mu's face was suddenly turned away, and he was no longer calm. It was unknown when, but the three little gluttons, Da Fei, Little Wan and Xiao Tai, who were hidden under his sleeves, had already disappeared.

Remembering the gluttonous characters of the three little fellows, Xiao Mu couldn't help but tremble, as he already had a premonition of what was going to happen.

Sure enough, when the bidding was halfway done, a young girl came running out from behind the scenes with an anxious expression on her face as she whispered into the middle-aged man's ear. Immediately, the middle-aged man's face revealed an expression of rage, and under his great rage, the aura of his Fighter Eighth Order caused one to suffocate.

"How preposterous, the Cold Wind Tower has been robbed!" The middle-aged man scolded, "That damned thief, he stole half of the items from my Cold Wind Tower!"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing which thief was so daring to steal something from the Cold Wind Tower.

"I request everyone to help me surround the entire Cold Wind Tower. We must capture that thief!" The middle-aged man invited everyone.

"We will definitely catch the thief!" Everyone agreed.

The middle aged man led the group to Cold Wind Tower's treasury. After opening it, the inside was a complete mess. Many heavenly and earthly spiritual extract and spirit medicines were scattered all over the ground. Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

Those were all different kinds of heavenly and earthly spiritual extract and pellets, they were priceless, and they were all wasted like this.

"That scoundrel, I will tear him into a thousand pieces!" The middle-aged man said fiercely.

Xiao Mu listened at the side until his face turned pale.

Ouyang Jing walked up and checked the stolen items, and said in shock: Ehh, the thieves stole all the heavenly and earthly spiritual extract s and pills that they could eat, and left the rest untouched, it's truly strange.

The other martial artists also found it strange and were puzzled.

"Find him! Even if you have to dig three feet deep, you still have to find that thief!" The middle-aged man was extremely angry.

A crowd of martial artists from the martial arts world, along with A disciple of the Flowing Moon Sect's people, surrounded the Cold Wind Tower completely. They couldn't even fly away a single fly. However, they were destined to be disappointed.

After searching for half a day, they were still unable to find a single hair of the thief. Everyone looked at each other, they were afraid that the thieves had already escaped the Cold Wind Tower, or even left the Withered Grass City. Many people had already ceased their work and were no longer busy.

The middle-aged man had guessed that this would happen as well. Anger attacked his heart, and he couldn't hold it in any longer as a trace of blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

Very quickly, the news spread across the entire Withered Grass City, causing an uproar amongst the people within the city. A thief infiltrated the Cold Wind Tower and stole most of the heavenly and earthly spiritual extract and pellets, but he actually left the cold wind without anyone noticing. The Tower Lord of the Cold Wind Tower was so angry that he vomited blood.

The entire city was in turmoil as everyone was enthusiastically discussing this matter. One by one, they began to speculate about the identity of the culprit.

At this time, the three main culprits of this matter were at a corner of Withered Grass City. They lowered their heads and looked at the floor timidly, not daring to look at Xiao Mu.

"You guys are quite capable. Your intuition has done something big." Xiao Mu said with a smile that did not reach his eyes.

The three foodies lowered their heads even more, looking like obedient babies who had admitted their wrongs after causing trouble.

Seeing that, Xiao Mu seemed to have calmed down, and asked: "Are the heavenly and earthly spiritual extract and pills tasty?"

Unexpectedly, the three gluttons shook their swollen snake bodies, happily flicking their tongues. Xiao Mu was so angry that one snake and one chestnut exploded, looking at them with a face full of dignity.

"Now that you guys are in trouble, we need to leave the Withered Grass City as soon as possible, understand?" Xiao Mu said in a serious tone.

The three foodies sneaked into Xiao Mu's sleeves and after a while, Xiao Mu leisurely walked out of the Withered Grass City. Behind him, there were numerous pairs of eyes watching him from the darkness. After which, one figure after another followed him out.

Some of the figures were even disguised.

Xiao Mu was well aware that he was a disciple of the Flowing Moon Sect. The sect rules forbade fellow sect members from killing, so they thought of using this method at the most crucial moment to kill Xiao Mu and obtain the Creative Spirit Liquid.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a girl dressed in cyan came to Xiao Mu's side, walking shoulder to shoulder with him.

Shangguan Yingying laughed: "Xiao Mu, do you know that you have already been pushed to the top by a lot of people?"

Xiao Mu nodded without a trace, his eyes releasing a dense killing intent. Today, even if he had come to his senses, he would still fiercely kill him! Anyone who dared to covet the treasures on his body would die! Otherwise, it wouldn't be enough to intimidate some petty people.