The town is only thirty miles away from the Zhantan tribe.

Halfway down, Mo Wuxian heard a rumbling sound from the town, and the sound was only fleeting.

A message from Number Four came to his head that the mission was complete.

This rumbling sound, fifteen miles away, came here, it was already extremely small, only Mo Wuxie's powerful cultivator could hear it, as for the little prince, he was still in excitement, and he didn't realize that his great-grandfather was already waiting for him in the underworld!

No. 4 and No. 5 came silently to Mo Wuxie not far away.

In order to prevent the little prince from discovering these two perverts, he was included in the tomb of the gods without waiting for the two perverts to arrive behind him!

Back in Zhantan City, the strong men of Zhantan City and countless soldiers are still flooding Zhantan City like a tide, the purpose is nothing more than to find No. 4.

It can be said that Zhantan City has been under martial law in the whole city, and if you do a carpet search, the result is naturally no result.

Back at the Little Prince's Mansion, the first thing Mo Wuxian did was to meet the 'same door' of the Zixuan Sect!

Mo Wuxian used his powerful reasoning to convince the elders of the Zhantan tribe, and also convinced the nine martial saints of the Zixuan Sect.

When they saw Mo Wuxian again, they were all very respectful, as if Dongfang Boda's identity as the captain had been overshadowed by Mo Wuxie's brilliance.

For people like him, who are not only strong in cultivation, but also very resourceful, the Zixuan Sect attaches great importance to them, and naturally, these nine guys are also like gods.

As soon as Mo Wuxian entered the house, they stood respectfully, their adoring eyes fiery, making him a little flattered. After this incident, the contradictions between them were harmonious because they had a common leader.

"What's wrong with you?" he naturally saw the change in them, felt their feelings, but asked anyway.

Dongfang Boda no longer has the posture of a captain, and he originally admired Mo Wuxian very much, but at this time, he almost worshipped sincerely, and said: "Senior brother, thanks to your wit and divine power today, otherwise we would really not be able to deal with these old guys!"

Mo Wuxian said with a smile: "We are born from the same root, so we should help each other, not to mention, we must unite in other people's territory in order to go all the way without danger!"

Dongfang Li nodded and said, "What Senior Brother said is very reasonable, yes, we are born from the same root." He looked at Dongfang Boda and said apologetically: "Senior brother, I used to be a senior brother, I apologize to you here!"

Dongfang Bo shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Li doesn't have to be polite, in fact, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have found my own shortcomings, and it should be me who wants to apologize!"

In this way, they turned out to be regimental.

Mo Wuxian watched coldly, this was beyond his expectations, he didn't expect the result to be like this. But that's fine, anyway, they are now led by themselves, and they are going to be at the forefront of the charge!

"Since everyone is in love with each other and the regimental level is friendly, then it should be no problem to borrow the red-clothed cannon for this trip! Okay, let's all go to practice, and wait for King Zhantan to come back tomorrow to see what to say!"

After Mo Wuxian finished speaking lightly, he returned to his guest room, in fact, he was planning how to retreat.

The red-clothed cannon was lost, and even their Supreme Elder Du Richie died, and this news didn't come tomorrow like a spring thunderbolt, making the entire Zhantan City jump.

In the dead of night, originally, this time period is the best time to sleep, but the entire Zhantan tribe suddenly became in a commotion, and a large number of troops drove to the town, and the situation was no longer clear.

Tonight, Mo Wuxian did not enter the Divine Tomb to cultivate, but waited quietly in the room. He knew that he and the little prince had been to that town, so they must have become their suspects.

The little prince was anxious in the mansion at this time, and the news of his grandfather's death had just reached him, making it difficult for him to sleep. Grandpa Tai is his talisman, every time there is a difficulty, Grandpa Tai will solve any problem with a word, even if he is the father of the King of Zhantan, he can't help it.

Now, instead of mourning the death of his grandfather and inquiring about the cause of death, he is in a hurry, and there will be no one to support him in the future, according to his father's methods, he will definitely not be able to eat and walk around.

The soldiers inside and outside the city walked heavily, and the entire Zhantan City was not at peace.

Several people from the Zixuan Sect had arrived at Mo Wuxie's room, and they didn't know why.

"Senior brother, did you say that Zhan Tancheng found the person who planted the blame?" asked Dongfang Boda.

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said, "I don't think it's that simple. You think, last time there wasn't such a big formation, and now, the entire Zhantan tribe has a tragic atmosphere, and there is a faint murderous aura!"

Dongfang Li frowned and asked, "What's the reason for that, it won't come to deal with us, right?" Mo Wuxian shook his head again and said, "You don't need such a big formation to deal with us, as far as I can see, a big incident must have happened in the Zhantan tribe!"

With Mo Wuxian as the head, they came to the living room of the little prince, who was scratching his head in a hurry.

"Venerable little prince, why are you so worried?" Mo Wuxian asked knowingly.

The little prince slapped the table and scolded: "My grandfather, this old bastard, actually killed someone, and now the city is looking for the murderer, do you say I'm not in a hurry?"

Mo Wuxian pretended to be heavy and said, "Then why don't you catch the murderer?"

The little prince sighed and said, "What can I catch if I can kill my grandfather? If he can kill my grandfather, he can kill me, even if I find it? I won't be killed? It's better to stay at home honestly and beg my father to let me participate in this qualifying competition!"

His words naturally can't be recognized by Mo Wuxie, this product is completely greedy for life and afraid of death, this grandfather's love is really not worth it. He sighed.

Dongfang Boda finally knew the seriousness of the matter, but he didn't know what kind of cultivation this grandfather was, so he immediately asked: "Little prince, if you don't dislike our lack of strength, how about helping you find out this murderer?"

The little prince said nonchalantly: "Since you want to check, go and check, I hope you don't meet that murderer!"

After saying that, the little prince was still trembling, as if he saw the killer cut off his head.

At this moment, a large number of soldiers rushed into the Little Prince's Mansion and tightly controlled the entire palace. The Great Elder's face was cloudy, as if he was deliberately suppressing something. Behind the Great Elder, there were three Martial Emperor masters, all of whom showed a look of grief.

The little prince didn't know what the Great Elder wanted to do, but when he saw the Great Elder's posture, he was scared for a while. Asked: "Great Elder, what are you doing here? I am the little prince of the Zhantan tribe, you have to pay attention to your identity!"

The Great Elder said coldly: "Little Prince, yes, it is indeed the Little Prince, but it will not be counted until you have passed the coming-of-age ceremony!

The little prince took out the accessories, pointed at the great elder, and shouted: "This is the prince's mansion, I see who dares to be presumptuous, come one and I will kill one!"

The Great Elder stared at the little prince's long sword with his chest, and walked forward, the little prince retreated in fright, the great elder: "What? You don't want to kill me, let me see if you have enough guts!"