The Dragon from Hell

After Mo Wenyuan finished speaking, Qin Feng saw that Lin Quansheng seemed a little overwhelmed.

He couldn't help but turn his head and said to Mo Wenyuan: "Master, it seems that your words are still effective. Look, I told this kid before that if he develops into alchemy, he will definitely make good achievements, but he just doesn't believe it. Now you have made him so happy with just one word."

Lin Quansheng scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Brother Feng, what you said is not that I don't trust you, but we have a good relationship after all. What if you are encouraging me..."

"I don't, I always tell the truth."

But at this time, the originally calm anger was suddenly interrupted by Mo Wenyuan's cold snort: "Haha, my words are effective? I don't think so?"

"If my words were effective, would you and Zhu Xing be injured like this?"

"You two are good, you didn't even tell me before going to the Demon Realm, do you still take me, your master, seriously?"

From the moment Mo Wenyuan entered the door, Qin Feng could feel that he came in with anger.

The smile on his face disappeared instantly.

He hurriedly said: "Master, please listen to my explanation, it's not..."

"Okay, stop explaining." Mo Wenyuan waved his hand and said impatiently: "I will settle the accounts between the two of you when Zhu Xing is ready. I will go to see that kid first, and when I come out, you and I will go."

"Where to go?" Qin Feng was stunned and asked subconsciously.

Mo Wenyuan had already stood up and walked towards Zhu Xing in the inner room, leaving him a message with his back: "I want an explanation."

Qin Feng was completely stunned. Looking at Mo Wenyuan's back as he entered the door, he was suddenly a little dazed.

In fact, the similarities between Mo Wenyuan and Long Daoling are not only their appearance and flute sound, but also their experiences are very similar.

At the beginning, Long Daoling witnessed the tragic death of his disciples because of his confidants' betrayal. He was seriously injured and went to the Netherworld Prison, where he stayed for ten years.

Even in the past ten years, he rarely walked out of the innermost cell.

It was not the iron cage of the Netherworld Prison that imprisoned him, but himself.

Mo Wenyuan is actually similar.

Qin Feng didn't know what happened back then, but Zhu Xing said that Mo Wenyuan was also seriously injured when he returned from the Demon Realm. After learning that all his disciples except Zhu Xing had died in the Demon Realm, Mo Wenyuan returned to Wuyou Mountain without saying a word. Since then, he has never stepped out of Wuyou Mountain, and even did not come to the front mountain.

Because when Wuyou Sect was still there, the front mountain was where these disciples practiced and lived.

Zhu Xing understood that Mo Wenyuan was confining himself to a prison.

But what did Mo Wenyuan mean by what he said just now?

Mo Wenyuan quickly came out of Zhu Xing's room, and Qin Feng hurriedly greeted him: "Master, how is Senior Brother Zhu?"

After crawling out of the underground volcano, Zhu Xing has been in self-consciousness and regulating his breath. Although his body showed signs of recovery, he himself has never woken up.

"Fortunately, this kid's three hundred years here have not been in vain. At least he didn't lose his life."

Having said that, Qin Feng could see that Mo Wenyuan's face was colder when he said the last sentence than when he went in.

He looked very angry.

"Let's go."

After saying that, Mo Wenyuan walked out directly.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, hurriedly followed, and asked: "Master, where are we going?"

"Where else can we go? Wuxiang Mountain!"

Wuxiang Mountain is the main peak of Wuxiang Sect and the place where the Sect Master lives.

If it was surprising enough for him to say that Mo Wenyuan was going to leave the mountain, then now he went straight to Wuxiang Mountain after leaving the mountain, which surprised Qin Feng even more.

From the moment Mo Wenyuan stepped out of Wuyou Mountain, the bamboo forest in the mountain moved with the wind, and all the birds were startled.

It seemed that they were all celebrating his return to the eyes of the world.

At this time in Wuxiang Mountain, Liuqin just woke up from regulating her breathing and saw An Jingfu sitting not far away drinking tea. Her face immediately turned cold: "How dare you come?"

Hearing that people woke up, An Jingfu put down the teacup in his hand and walked towards Liuqin: "Madam, what are you talking about? Madam is injured, how can I not come?"

"Hehe, An Jingfu, An Jingfu, you still know that I am your wife?" Liuqin snorted coldly, hugged her arms and said: "You are the leader of a sect, and I am your wife. You just watch those little disciples bully me?"

"Forget it myself. You are a sect leader, but you let a bunch of Jindan stage disciples bully your wife. You really don't feel ashamed."

An Jingfu could see at a glance that Liuqin was angry about him stopping her from taking action against Qin Feng before, and quickly softened his tone to comfort her:"Madam, please listen to my explanation."

"In that situation, many disciples and elders were present. Killing Qin Feng was nothing, but you can't stop so many people from talking."

In that situation, if Liu Qin really killed someone in public, then she would not only feel guilty, but the crime could be said to be set in stone.

With so many eyes watching, she would never be able to gain a foothold in the immortal sect in the future.

But Liu Qin was dismissive of this: "No matter how many people are present, they are all from my Wuxiang Sect. As the sect master, you only need to give an order. Who dares to go out and talk nonsense? At most, you can kill one if you catch him."

An Jingfu originally wanted to pour a glass of water for Liu Qin, but when he heard this, he was stunned when he poured the water, as if he didn't react all of a sudden.

But Liuqin said impatiently: "What are you doing? Was I wrong?"

An Jingfu retracted his action and resumed his doting smile: "Yes, yes, how could my wife be wrong? They are just a bunch of insignificant disciples. If they really offended my wife, they should be killed."

"Then what are you hesitating about? You actually let them go back like this today!" Liuqin took the water cup unhappily, took a sip and put it aside: "An Jingfu, don't you see how embarrassed I am today? With so many eyes watching, you let that mortal blame me, and you dare to say that you are The leader of a clan? I'm ashamed for you!"

Liu Qin cursed so badly that An Jingfu's face darkened slightly, but she was so angry that she didn't pay attention to this at all: "I tell you, An Jingfu, this matter can't just be let go. If you don't give me a satisfactory answer later, I will also tell my mother's family that you can forget about the things I promised you before. Without the support of our mother's family, it's hard to say whether you can withstand the thunder tribulation when you cross the tribulation!"

When An Jingfu heard this, he stood behind Liu Qin. He exerted force and the cup in his hand shattered into powder...