Chapter 4040
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"Amitabha."
The Buddhist monk walked out and murmured softly when he saw the scene. He then sighed.
The Sect Master of the Hidden Sect had been in seclusion for many years and had never left the mountain gates. He never thought that he would die here on this trip. He sighed softly as he looked at the dead person on the ground.
A cultivator at the peak of the Divine King level had been killed just like that. Life and death, it did not matter if it had happened in an instant …
Xuanyuan Moze looked at him and asked in a low and cold voice, "Great Master, do you want to bring this body back to report on your mission?" When Fengjiu had sent a message back, he knew that she must have been severely injured. Otherwise, her return date would not have been delayed.
Based on her cultivation level, she would either not be injured or she was severely injured. Even if she did not say it, he could guess it. Hence, when he found out that she was severely injured, a murderous intent rose in his heart. Not only did he want to kill the Sect Master of the Hidden Sect, he wanted to destroy the entire Hidden Sect as well!
Anyone who dared to touch his people, no matter who it was, he would kill them!
"Moze, I'm back."
Fengjiu's gentle voice sounded with a hint of relaxation and laughter. When Xuanyuan Moze heard her voice, he immediately turned towards the direction of the voice. When the figure entered his sight, his murderous aura and cold aura disappeared without a trace.
The black figure raised his Qi and swept across the air. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived by Fengjiu's side.
"How are you? Are the wounds on your body better? " Xuanyuan Moze asked. He held her shoulders with both hands and carefully looked her up and down.
Fengjiu pursed her lips and smiled. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his waist. She buried herself in his arms and said softly, "I'm fine. It's just that my injuries still hurt a little."
Her gentle voice carried a hint of exhaustion. Xuanyuan Moze's heart clenched when he heard this. He hurriedly asked, "Where does it hurt? Have you applied medicine? "
"Mm, I've applied medicine," she replied.
"I'll take you back." As he spoke, he turned his hand and carried her in his arms. He tiptoed and headed towards the house.
Seeing Fengjiu being taken away by Xuanyuan Moze, Ye Feifei elbowed Du Fan and said, "Hey, is that man her husband?"
Du Fan glanced at her, and with a move of his hand, he grabbed her by the collar and dragged her towards the residence.
"Hey, hey! Why are you grabbing my clothes! Let me go, let me go! " Ye Feifei's hands tightly pulled the collar that was strangling her neck. The feeling of being carried away was very bad. She wanted to kick him with her feet, but he avoided her.
Leng Shuang was watching from behind. Seeing the two of them like this, he smiled and followed them.
When they reached the courtyard, Du Fan let go of Ye Feifei's collar and said to her, "You can stay here for now … Mm!"
Before he could finish his words, he was hit hard between his legs. It was so painful that he clamped his legs together. He wanted to cover it with his hands, but he couldn't reach them. He could only bend his knees and waist. His face was red as he twisted there. It was as if he couldn't breathe. His face was red.
"Who told you to grab my collar! Are you trying to strangle me? Do you think I'm easy to bully? "
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