Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

"Xuanling Pill."

Murong Zongyun said without turning his head.

"Xuanling Pill?"

Murong Lianshan's tone changed slightly. He naturally knew the information about the Xuanling Pill, an elixir that was rumored to be able to increase the probability of breaking through the Shenyou Realm. Among them, the three medicinal ingredients of the earth lotus lotus seeds, Qianling leaves, and Rama flowers were extremely difficult to find and could not be seen in a century.

The other party mentioned this matter to him, but he didn't expect that Murong Zongyun could really gather all these herbs.

"Well, I was lucky enough to gather all the materials together."

Murong Zongyun raised the cyclone in his hand, and the lid of the alchemy furnace rose up and floated in the air. As a few herbs were thrown into it, the fire in the furnace suddenly became strong and almost erupted. The temperature in the room rose significantly.

Murong Lianshan did not ask any more questions about this, but instead asked curiously: "Is there an explanation for all these injuries?"

He could clearly feel that he had lost a large part of his memory.

Since the end of the Heroes' Banquet, he returned to his residence and went into seclusion, just to fight Ye Beian again in the future. Then, the next time he opened his eyes, he inexplicably came back here.

"Your matter is very complicated." Murong Zongyun said lightly.

"Why, is it possible that I have gone astray and caused trouble?"

Murong Lianshan said somewhat displeased.

In the eyes of this big brother in front of him, he seemed to be good for nothing except his martial arts.

"Someone used your face to cause huge trouble to the family."

Murong Zongyun spoke in the same tone, causing Murong Lianshan's face to darken.

"What do you mean, someone is pretending to be me?"

Murong Zongyun nodded: "Someone pretended to be you and used the Heavenly Sword Technique to assassinate Wei Ling."

"impossible!"

Murong Lianshan was obviously excited. He was the only one in the world who knew the "Tian Ji Sword Technique". Even if he found the secret book of the sword technique and practiced it from scratch, it would take more than ten days or half a month to perform it.

Because of the wound, Murong Lianshan's forehead veins bulged fiercely, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Did he succeed in the assassination?"

“No, but the Wei family is gone.”

"Since the assassination failed, Wei Ling is the prime minister. How can the Wei family disappear just like that?" Murong Lianshan looked at Murong Zongyun's back, his chest heaving violently, and he suddenly calmed down a lot.

He knew the relationship between the Wei family and the Murong family.

"Wei Ling has crossed the red line. If Your Majesty wants him to die, he must die." Murong Zongyun suddenly laughed.

No matter how high your position and power are, or whether you are from a prominent family or a powerful force in the martial arts world, the imperial power is supreme. If the person on the dragon throne wants you dead, sometimes he doesn't even need to say a word. Just a look and the people below will know what to do.

"Have you found out who is impersonating me?" Murong Lianshan asked in a stern voice, his eyes filled with anger.

"I found it."

Murong Zongyun said calmly.

"Who is it?! Are they the ones who caused all these injuries on me?"

Murong Lianshan clenched his teeth and raised his hands to cover his head which was about to split apart in pain.

"Sixth Prince, Shen Yian, it was him who defeated your Heavenly Sword Ye Beian with one sword at the Heroes' Banquet." Murong Zongyun said slowly.

"Ye Beian, Shen Yian?! It's him!"

Murong Lianshan's eyes suddenly turned red and he roared like a wild beast.

"Whoosh!"

With a sound of breaking through the air, a golden needle accurately pierced the back of Murong Lianshan's head, causing his body to go limp and he collapsed on the bed, fainting.

Murong Zongyun glanced sideways: "You are overstepping your authority."

"Although I hate him, he is the father of my child after all. I want my child to at least meet his father. After that, his life or death has nothing to do with me."

A woman in blue walked out of the darkness holding the hand of a little boy of three or four years old.

Murong Zongyun remained silent.

The green-clothed woman continued, "Without my help, how confident are you in refining the Xuanling Pill?"

Murong Zongyun remained silent. He waved his hand and stimulated his true energy. The smoke from the alchemy furnace gathered and the blazing fire was extinguished.

"Hurry up, don't delay my work."

Murong Zongyun stood up and said coldly.

The green-clothed woman stared at Murong Zongyun and said, "You want to create a demon by using the poisonous smoke produced by refining the Heart-Eating Pill as a lure and then deliberately provoking his inner demon with words to lead him into the devil's trap?"

"Without Ji Hong, his Heavenly Sword would be dead in name only. Besides, you crippled his hands, so he will never be able to lift a sword again in his life. It is his honor to make the final contribution to the Murong family." Murong Zongyun sneered.

"If you become a demon, you will never be able to enter reincarnation. He is your brother. You are really a demon."

The woman in blue commented sharply.

"Same here, no one would have thought that the Palace Master of the rumored Zunsheng Palace would be deprived of his innocence by the Heavenly Sword?" Murong Zongyun flicked his sleeves and put his hands behind his back. The story of Murong Lianshan's ill-fated relationship with him was a long one, and he was too lazy to even mention it.

There has been a distinction between good and evil in the martial arts world since ancient times, and the righteous and evil are irreconcilable. Among them, the Demon Cult of Tianwai Tian is the most prominent and largest demonic force.

In addition to the Demon Cult, there have always been several notorious demonic forces active in Daqian, one of which is the Zunsheng Palace of the woman in green. Now that the yang is strong and the yin is weak, these demonic forces are naturally less active in the world in order to protect themselves and avoid the Wuwei Division.

Zunsheng Palace is famous for its medical skills and alchemy.

But most of the time their medical skills only kill people, and their elixirs only feed dead people.

In terms of human trafficking in the underground black market, the contribution of the Zunsheng Palace is second only to that of the Beggars' Sect.

The woman in green frowned and ignored Murong Zongyun. She led the little boy straight to the bed and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Qi, do you see clearly? He is your father and mother's enemy."

"See clearly, mother."

The little boy nodded obediently.

"Well, from now on, just treat him as dead."

The woman in blue squatted down and gently touched the little boy's head.

"I understand, mother."

The little boy nodded again, and when he looked at Murong Lianshan, there was no more childish innocence in his eyes, only hatred.

Murong Zongyun watched this scene silently, without any ripples in his eyes.

After the woman in green led the little boy away, a cold light flashed in Murong Zongyun's eyes, which were as dark as dead water.

When the Xuanling Pill is ready, I will ask the masked man to send the woman in green to accompany my poor brother.

As for the little boy, he would abide by the agreement between the two parties and let him grow up with the treatment of a direct descendant of the Murong family, and he would not treat him unfairly.

Confirm that the woman in blue and the little boy have completely left.

Murong Zongyun took out the golden needle that was inserted behind Murong Lianshan's head, and the fire in the alchemy furnace behind him started again. Then, wisps of poisonous smoke wrapped in true energy in his hand flowed into Murong Lianshan's nasal cavity.

A moment later, Murong Lianshan's heart-wrenching roar was heard again in the quiet underground palace.

The southwestern land, Zangli Valley.

The magician used a spoon to carefully scoop out some thick green paste from the wooden basin in front of him.

"Can you hurry up?"

Xuan Xing, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but urge.

"What did you say?"

The illusionist turned around and asked back.

"I said you... Ugh!"

As Xuan Xing opened his mouth, the illusionist shoveled a spoon into his mouth.

"vomit!"

[Tomorrow at 8 o'clock on time, two consecutive updates]

[It seems that the author updated some chapters the day before, and some chapters in the second half of the night. In addition, the author often updates chapters on time, resulting in two chapters on the update list. In fact, the author really made up for what he owed. It's unfair! ]