"I see. ”

Yan Wuque groaned for a moment, always feeling that something was wrong.

Nothing happened in this secret realm for 10,000 years, why did it suddenly collapse?

However, the fact has already happened, and it is no longer meaningful to investigate the cause.

At this time, he instructed his subordinates: "Don't worry about the rest, escort the young lady and the young master back to Miyue City!"

"Yes, sir!"

Several monks from the Yin and Yang Realm immediately scattered around.

Soon, a mysterious momentum flowed through them.

Several people combined to form a strange magic circle, protecting Miss Shang Xiu and her party in the center.

As soon as the monks in the vicinity saw the situation here, they knew that there were expert guards here, and they all avoided it with interest, not wanting to come here to cause trouble.

"Wait a minute!"

However, at this moment, an old man wearing a large black cloak and exuding an extremely dark aura flew from the sky.

Fell in front of the many monks of Mitsuki City.

"Mr. Medicine. What do you mean by blocking the way of the young lady......"

When the people in Miyue City saw the visitor, their faces showed respect, but their eyes were full of vigilance.

Everyone knows that this Mr. Yao is ruthless and not a good person to get along with.

Mr. Yao looked at the few people in Miyue City with tired expressions, many of them were bleeding and wounded, and the number of people was even less than when they entered the secret realm, knowing that they must have encountered a tragic struggle inside.

However, he didn't care about these things at all.

"Hehe......"

After laughing dryly a few times, his gloomy eyes turned around everyone, his tone gradually became cold, and he said: "Miss and young master, I have returned safely, and the old man is very happy in his heart." I just don't know, where is the old man's disciple, Mo Xuantong, now?"

"Master Mo!"

All the monks who went to the secret realm couldn't help but glance at each other, revealing a bitter expression.

Looking at this appearance, Mr. Yao is here to ask the teacher to ask for guilt.

"Mr. Yao, Master Mo unfortunately died at the hands of the Demon Slayer Clan. ”

Miss Shang Xiu stood up, not afraid of Mr. Yao's questioning, her expression was calm, and she said with a little regret: "The Demon Slayer Clan acted domineeringly, and found a scroll of stone tablet divine patterns in a medicine refining palace, in order to prevent us from peeping, they attacked first and killed many of us. It was at that time that Master Mo died at the hands of the Demon Slayer Clan. ”

Speaking of this, Miss Shang Xiu sighed and said, "If it weren't for Yang Yunfan's son who appeared and saved us in time, I'm afraid that none of us would have survived and would have died at the hands of the Demon Slayer Clan." But it's a pity that Yang Yunfan's son also died in the secret realm. ”

"Yang Yunfan saved you, and he died too?"

Hearing this, Mr. Yao couldn't help but frown deeply, feeling that something seemed to be wrong.

However, he was not at the scene and could not judge the truth.

"Thank you, Miss. Yao was anxious just now, which frightened the young lady, and Yao was very sorry. ”

After a deep groan, Mr. Yao apologized to Miss Shang Xiu, and then moved out of the way.

Mr. Yao said seriously. Master Mo is also a friend of mine. Mr. Yao's concern about the cause of Master Mo's death is also understandable. Miss Shang Xiu said humbly.

After speaking, she arched her hand at Mr. Yao and said, "If Mr. Yao has nothing else to do, Shang Xiu will leave!"

"Miss, please. ”

Mr. Yao pulled the cloak, once again shrouded his figure under the black cloak, got out of the way, stood aside, and watched thoughtfully as the people of Miyue City went away.

......

"The space here is on the verge of collapse. ”

"With so many people in Miyue City, it seems that Xiao Mo really died at the hands of the Demon Slayer Clan. ”

"Alas, I didn't get the magical spiritual root in Yang Yunfan's body. He also lost a disciple, which is really a disadvantage!"

Mr. Yao stood in place, clearly feeling that the space here was about to suffer a major collapse. Between the surrounding heaven and earth, an indescribable oppressive energy mass is forming.

"It's not a good place to stay for long, so I'd better leave quickly. "At the moment when heaven and earth collapsed, the huge spatial tearing power generated, even a monk at the peak of the Yin and Yang realm like Mr. Yao did not dare to try this power at will.

At this point, he pulled his cloak and decided to leave for the time being.

"Huh?"

It's just that, suddenly, he sensed that in the secret realm of the secluded spring stream that was about to collapse, another figure flew out.

This man is very young, but his momentum is extremely powerful.

This kind of momentum is very strange, it shouldn't be something that a Jindan realm monk can emit, it seems that there is a divine beast dormant in his body, which contains incomparably terrifying energy. Once it erupts, it must be earth-shattering.

"It turned out to be Yang Yunfan!"

Curiously looked at the figure that flew out, and in the next second, the figure that Mr. Yao wanted to leave paused instantly.

His eyes couldn't help but squint, and Yin Gu gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't Miss Shangxiu say that he was dead?

After a slight mutter, Mr. Yao's heart instantly communicated a lot of things, and the big dry hand under the cloak couldn't help but clench into a fist, and snorted coldly: "It seems that this person is much more cunning than I imagined, and he actually thought of using the golden cicada to break out of his shell and deliberately pretend to be dead to deceive the people of Full Moon City!"

"Xiao Mo can die in his hands, but he is not wronged!"

The moment Mr. Yao saw Yang Yunfan appear, he immediately figured out everything, his apprentice, Master Mo, was definitely not killed by the Demon Slayer Clan, but by Yang Yunfan.

Otherwise, Yang Yunfan should not have saved these people in Miyue City by such a coincidence.

It must be that after he killed his apprentice, he didn't have time to leave, and realized that he was about to be discovered, so he simply pushed the boat down the river, saved the people of Miyue City, and then blamed the demon slayer and his party.

It just so happened that the people of the Demon Slayer Clan acted arrogantly and killed people without blinking, even if the people from the Luo Dan Sect ran to question, the other party probably didn't bother to explain.

"I don't know what adventures Yang Yunfan got in the secret realm, at this time, the aura of the spiritual root on his body is becoming more and more wonderful. If you extract his spiritual root...... Hehe, it's really exciting!"

Thinking of this, Mr. Yao couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of bloodthirsty taste, looking at Yang Yunfan, his eyes flickering,

"Xiao Mo, wait, Master will definitely extract his spiritual root, torture him to death, and avenge your hatred!" Mr. Yao watched Yang Yunfan turn into a rainbow in a wanton manner, flying far away in the direction of the west, and the gloomy color in his eyes also flashed.

The next moment, he flicked his cloak, and the whole person turned into an ethereal black gas, rolled up with a strong wind, and chased after him!