Chapter 383: Broken Tang Family
Cao Xi fell, and the wind and sand he called for also stopped.
Underneath Mu Fan's calm expression was an irrepressible rage.
The Aoba God Emperor, who was supported by him with one hand and raised to the position of God Emperor with the other, not only conspired with outsiders in the end, but also took his place and became the new Dan Emperor of the God Realm.
This kind of shameless and powerless guy has robbed his position, how can Mu Fan not be angry in his heart?
"The Sanctuary can actually hear the name of Aoba Xiao'er, it seems that this guy may be afraid that I am not dead, and has already sent the spy eye line to the Nether, there are already many forces in the Sanctuary that are attached to him openly and secretly, and my actions must be more careful."
Although Mu Fan was furious, he was not carried away by anger.
Now he is far from being able to fight with the God Emperor, in his previous life, he was besieged by the Four Great God Emperors before he was defeated, and now he is afraid that Aoba Xiao'er alone can kill him.
This God-given opportunity for revenge, he wouldn't waste it so easily.
After easing his mood a little, Mu Fan slowly fell into the crowd as usual, looked up at Tang Yuran and said, "Since the people from the Chidan Palace have already been dispatched, they must have noticed your whereabouts. ”
"That's fine, I didn't plan to hide and hide, do you plan to kill yourself and go to the Chidan Palace headquarters to take revenge, or do you want to return to the family first to see the situation?"
Mu Fan put the power of choice in Tang Yuran's hands, but Tang Yuran was also a reasonable person.
If there was no Mu Fan, let alone avenging her parents' family, she would not be able to escape the pursuit of the Chidan Palace.
So Tang Yuran didn't make any requests, but said to Mu Fan obediently: "Everything is based on the orders of the seniors." ”
Mu Fan nodded, turned around and smiled apologetically at the second daughter of Mu Xue'er who was pouting: "Xue'er, brother owes you a picnic, let's make up for it next time." ”
Mu Xue'er pouted, holding the big fish with sand in her hand, and muttered with an aggrieved face: "I said that I would let my eldest brother taste my roasting fish skills, and blame that big villain." ”
Su Mengqing smiled and comforted her ear, and then said to Mu Fan: "Senior Mu has something important to do, let's go back first." ”
Mu Fan nodded slightly, and then Mu Xue'er's second daughter turned into a ray of light and escaped into Mu Fan's mind, and returned to the Heavenly Dao Diagram of the Cangwu Realm.
Tang Yuran felt that the scene in front of her was extremely magical, but she pressed her curiosity and didn't dare to ask more.
She always thought that her stepfather Guanglingzi was already very remarkable, but after seeing Mu Fan's supernatural powers, she seemed to feel that Mu Fan was even more powerful than her stepfather.
Mu Fan took Tang Yuran's palm and said intimately: "Miss Tang has been away from her home for a long time, she must miss her home very much, let's go to your house first, you point in the direction." ”
Tang Yuran thought that there might be no one in the family anymore, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, and then he wiped a handful of tears and pointed in the direction of the west: "About 30,000 miles to the west, next to a big lake is my house." ”
Mu Fan nodded slightly, and her spiritual power had already shrouded the direction of her fingers.
"It seems that the people of Chidan Palace really didn't give up looking for the Medicine God Emperor Sutra so easily, and your family has entered too many uninvited guests."
With that, the figures of Mu Fan and Tang Yuran disappeared in place as if they were teleporting......
Next to a huge sparkling lake, the once luxurious Tang Mansion is now only broken bricks and tiles, most of the houses have been destroyed by brute force, and the walls have been smashed to pieces.
At this time, a group of low-level martial artists of the Spirit Martial Realm were picking and choosing among the ruins, and some even dug three feet into the ground with shovels and shovels in their hands, as if they were looking for something.
There were no less than a hundred deep pits dug out of the Tang family's compound, and looking at their depressed expressions, it was obvious that they had occupied the Tang family for so long, and they still hadn't found the treasure they wanted.
"Give me a little bit of numbness! The palace master gave the final death order, and the "Medicine God Emperor Sutra" must be found within ten days, if anyone can't finish it, be careful of his head! ”
A black-robed man from the Heavenly Martial Realm clasped his hands in his sleeves and shouted at the group of low-level martial artists who were digging pits and turning over the soil.
"Steward Zhou, we're almost digging to the center of the earth, but we haven't even seen the hair of the "Medicine God Emperor Sutra", there is nothing to do, we can't conjure him out of thin air, right?"
"That's right, Steward Zhou, please ask the palace master and his old man to intercede, maybe the Tang family doesn't have the "Medicine God Emperor Sutra" at all, and we can't find it even if we dig through the earth."
Those low-level martial artists who acted as coolies complained bitterly when they heard this, and it was not them who hid the secret treasure of the God Emperor, why was the palace master so unreasonable, and he couldn't find a book to tell them what to do?
Steward Zhou didn't care so much, he took out a rattan whip from his sleeve and beat the person who returned the mouth: "Who allowed you sluts to talk too much?" The palace master said that there is a secret treasure of the God Emperor here, that is, there is! If you don't want to live, don't do it now, see if I don't want to die you'll be finished! ”
After a rattan whip, those low-level martial artists cried out bitterly in their hearts, shouted pain in their mouths, and returned to their posts with their heads in their hands, continuing to look for the "Medicine God Emperor Sutra" that they had only heard in legends day and night.
"A bunch of rubbish, looking at your appearance, haven't you found the Medicine God Emperor Sutra yet?"
Suddenly, a contemptuous mockery came from the sky.
Steward Zhou was about to scold, but when he looked up, he saw that the person who came was actually a Martial Emperor!
"Grandpa Wu, Emperor Wu! Emperor Wu's grandfather is on top, and he is worshiped by the young! ”
Steward Zhou was horrified, wondering if the Tang family's helper from the Galaxy Alliance had come to the door.
Seeing that Tang Yuran was also beside that Martial Emperor, the panic in his heart became even more intense.
He knew that supervising the work on the territory of the Tang family was not a beauty difference at all, and others said that the Tang family had a rich collection of treasures, and the overseers here had oil and water.
But I don't know if there's a lot of fucking oil and water, this job is really fucking deadly!
Isn't there a Martial Emperor boss coming to the door in front of you?
Steward Zhou was still thinking about how to deal with it, but he saw Mu Fan raise his foot and kick at him.
After a muffled sound, Steward Zhou's body was like a mosquito that was slapped to death on the wall, and his entire body completely exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Mu Fan's painful killer is not only to avenge Tang Yuran's blood and revenge, but also to vent his anger towards Aoba Xiao'er in his heart.
These people covet the "Medicine God Emperor Sutra" compiled by Aoba Xiaoer, even if they are not Qingye Xiaoer's doglegs, they are also admirers of Qingye Xiaoer, and they are not wronged to kill.
The people who were digging a pit on the ruins of the Tang family saw that the steward had run away, and they all put down the tools in their hands and were about to flee for their lives.
Mu Fan burst out with a palm, and eight of the ten people present died, and only a few people were deliberately left behind by Mu Fan and not killed.
They picked up a life, but their legs were already too frightened to obey the call, and they stood there trembling uncontrollably.
"You, come here."
Mu Fan stretched out his hand and pointed at the nearest low-level martial artist, and after the other party approached tremblingly, he asked with a cold face, "Have you killed all the people of the Tang family?" Are there any living people? ”