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Chapter 12 The whole body retreats, Yellow Springs exits

Chapter 12 Retreat from the whole body, Yellow Springs exits

When people found the body of Holy Maiden in Flowing Ink, what they saw was a pool of blood.

But this does not prevent people from being able to determine her identity.

Liumo’s death caused an uproar.

Without waiting for the news to spread.

The Demon Sect Tianya Hall and Haijiao Hall quickly launched an investigation.

There are a lot of people under investigation, and the involvement is extremely wide. They went down to the husband’s room, went up to the other Holy Maiden, and even implicated foreign forces.

Flowing ink Holy Maiden has a shadow cultivated by Elder, this matter can’t be sloppy.

Wang Yuan was stuck in it, but he didn’t affect him at all.

“My lord, I’m just an ordinary person. Whoever lives or dies has nothing to do with me, and the cause of death of Holy Maiden is still to be determined. What does it have to do with the husband’s room? Why must he die of poisoning?” In the face of big bosses of all levels, they are all throwing this rhetoric.

It is clear that the purpose is to keep the husband room out of their sight.

Not to mention anything else, the Demon Cult couldn’t find any clues.

And this day Broken Soul Sanction occurred after a long time, creating such a large gap, it is not like the appearance of death after eating.

In addition, these cultivators who took care of the clerk’s room opened their mouths to defend the clerk’s room.

The clerk’s room was rightly free from suspicion.

“What a group of good teammates, what you said is so right, even me, the initiator of the poisoning, is about to believe.”

Wang Yuan looked at the so righteous and awe-inspiring appearance of the people around him, and he was deeply moved.

Actually.

This group of cultivators who take care of the clerk’s room, because they are afraid of cutting themselves, they keep saying that it has nothing to do with the clerk’s room.

Holy Maiden is dead for such a big thing, let others take care of it.

Even if the problem is in the husband’s room, I can’t say it!

You won’t be able to get a layer of skin at that time!

The people at Tianyatang and Haijiaotang, the more they investigate, the more they feel that something is wrong, and they don’t even have a clue.

Poisoned?

But why can’t I find any toxic residue, and what kind of poison can turn people into a pool of blood?

This should probably be caused by a guy with a vicious method.

But another question also came.

Why are there no traces of attacks here?

Even said that this pool of blood was not caused by external forces, as if she herself was in this state.

It doesn’t make sense at both ends, how can a person who is alive be a pool of blood?

Even the two hall masters were confused about this matter.

To know that these two are both powerful beings that are infinitely close to the Lord, so that they can not be seen by them. This is simply god.

After hearing all this, Wang Yuan didn’t want to laugh too much.

“Talents, this demon sect is all talents, especially the guys!” He believed this in his heart.

“Hahaha, anyone who violates my husband’s house will be punishable even if it is far away!” Uncle Li laughed, his expression of joy and laughter was almost straightforward.

Hearing this, the other guys even joined in.

Really awesome!

Wang Yuan feels that they are better than himself.

I dare not say this, you guys are…really cruel.

Even sitting here, staring at the demon cultivator here, is playing drums in his heart at the moment.

What is the identity of these guys?

Good guys, how could this kind of words come out of your mouth…

I don’t know, I thought this group of guys are big brothers.

Since Liumo’s death, the current Sun Moon Demon Sect is extremely quiet, except for this group of fellows, no one has jumped out to pretend to be coercive.

Of course, the guys pretended to be no different from clowns in the eyes of the big guys, and they didn’t bother to take care of these self-narcissistic guys.

Boy: The clown is myself!

Time slowly moved, and the days passed day by day.

Wang Yuan’s wealth is also growing stronger during the daily check-in.

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

Now he has as many as seven Heavenly Martial Skills, and the Heavenly and Mortal Treasures he possesses are beyond count.

He has used all resources in self-cultivation, and now his Cultivation Base has reached the First Stage of Distraction.

“Distracted First Stage, it’s still too low, maybe even Mubai Ruan hasn’t surpassed me.” Wang Yuan shook his head, feeling normal.

If his performance were seen by others, he would probably be beaten by everyone because of excessive pretense.

Mu Bairuan has cultivated since he was a child, and it has been more than ten years before he can be regarded as a divine realm.

And this is already a genius in heaven-defying.

Not everyone is Mu Bai Ruan.

It takes 30 to 50 years for most ordinary geniuses to reach the state of distraction.

You guy who has cultivated for half a year has reached the first stage of the distraction, still not satisfied?

After the cultivation, he went to the husband’s room and started his own work.

In addition to signing in every day, his daily routine at almost two o’clock and one line has made him completely accustomed to the role of clerk.

Wang Yuan now has a small reputation in the entire Sun Moon Demon Cult, not because he is famous for Holy Maiden, but because he is a man who is a craftsman who can do the best food!

The celebrities from all walks of demon sect who came here would eat the dishes he cooked almost all at once. Even those Elder, who had been a hundred or eighty years old, couldn’t stand the temptation of his craftsmanship.

Among them, the most frequent ordering is Mu Bairuan, who can be said to be Wang Yuan’s number one fan.

Mapo tofu, Kung Pao chicken, shredded pork with fish flavor, etc., are her favorites. A pure foodie!

In the husband’s room, a hot fire swept across the room.

“Head husband! Mubai Ruan Holy Maiden is ordering again, this time she wants to eat pickled fish!”

Hearing this, Wang Yuan had a splitting headache.

“I’m going, is this a rice bucket? Eat eight meals a day, and I’m not afraid to eat myself into a fat pig!” He muttered dissatisfaction, but physically, he still made sauerkraut fish very honestly.

As his number one VIP client, Mu Bairuan’s request will be resolved as soon as possible, and everyone else will have to go a little later.

After the eight major sects besieged the Sun Moon Demon Cult and defeated, the entire Demon Cult’s altar was extremely quiet and peaceful, and could no longer be disturbed by the outside world.

On this day, the magic sect on the surface was still as quiet as usual.

The cultivation of the cultivation, the practice of cooking, the investigation of the investigation, in short, they are all doing what they should do.

Ten thousand miles below the magic cave.

“Everyone listen to my orders, leave the customs today, don’t cause a sensation, follow me quietly out of the flaws, first figure out the details of the current Sun Moon Demon Sect.”

“Yes, Lord Lord!”

“Yes! Lord Lord!”

…

A huge disaster is quietly beginning to brew.

Night fell.

Several cultivators next to the ruins of the magic cave take care of them leisurely.

In their eyes, there is absolutely no trouble here.

You must know the seal here, but the demon leader Lu Fengxian and the ten-digit living fossil Elder jointly imposed it. No matter who is under the ground, can he break free?

Puff!

The blood is flowing like a shot.

In just one breath, there was almost no sound.

These magic cultivators died tragically without any response.

Afterwards, dozens of powerful men emerged from the darkness, and the appearances of several of them began to be exactly the same as those of the dead cultivators.