"The Azure Dragon Society has been destroyed? Who did this? "Ye Tianxin frowned slightly.
"There's no way to know. However, judging from the traces of battle left behind at the scene, the other party should be a Brahman Sea cultivator with eight opened meridians."
Zhao Yue, who was standing at the side, said, "Could it be Little Yuan 'er?"
"Little Junior Sister is a Divine Court expert. With her character, it's possible for her to wipe out the Azure Dragon Association, but she won't hide her cultivation base," Ye Tianxin analyzed.
"What if that old fellow left Golden Court Mountain with us?" asked Zhao Yue.
Ye Tianxin shook her head and continued to say, "It's unlikely, but to be on the safe side … I'll immediately send someone to the Ci Estate to investigate. Guards … "
"Your subordinate is here."
"Take this portrait and hide in the Ci Residence of Anyang. Once you find these two people, report immediately."
"Yes."
Ye Tianxin waved her hand.
The two portraits hanging on the screen flew over at the same time. One of them was the white-haired and senile Ji Tiandao, and the other was the clever and adorable Little Yuan 'er, who was dressed in green.
Ye Tianxin continued, "As for the token of the Imperial Guard …"
"This item can be used to mobilize the Imperial Guard, and it has always been under the control of Great Yan's Emperor. It has a unique dragon mark carved on it to show the world. Why would he appear in Anyang? "Zhao Yue asked curiously.
"That's not important. Even though the Imperial Army obeys orders, it isn't that easy to mobilize them. There were only two possibilities for the token to appear. One was that someone had forged it and was bluffing. The other was that the Emperor was in plain clothes. In recent years, there have been frequent wars in the Great Yan Empire. The Emperor cannot risk his life by going south incognito. "
"That makes sense."
Ye Tianxin smiled and said, "Don't worry, Senior Sister. Everything is under control …"
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Meanwhile.
Lu Zhou and Little Yuan 'er arrived near the Murong Clan.
"Little Yuan 'er, you've been too high-profile. I'm afraid you've already attracted the attention of others. From now on, you will do whatever I tell you to do. "
"Your disciple understands."
"Yuan 'er, if the mastermind behind the kidnapping of the Ci Family is your Senior Brother and Senior Sister, what will you do?" Lu Zhou had a feeling that even if this incident was not done by those villains, it must have something to do with them.
"It can't be senior brothers and senior sisters … They have been so kind to me. How could they have the heart to kidnap my parents?" Little Yuan 'er fiddled with the ends of her hair.
Lu Zhou shook his head.
In the end, he was still too innocent.
"Let's go in." Lu Zhou stepped onto the steps of the Murong Mansion.
"En en, Master, I'll go knock on the door …"
"Just kick it open."
"???" Little Yuan 'er.
Clang!
The door was kicked open.
The Murong Clan's caretakers appeared like a swarm of bees. When they saw the old man and the young man swaggering into the mansion, they shouted angrily,
"How dare you kick my Murong family's door, take him down —"
Lu Zhou swept his gaze across the crowd.
He waved his hand casually.
"Retreat?" Little Yuan 'er seemed to understand.
"Fight."
"I like that." After being beaten by her master, Little Yuan 'er was in a bad mood, and she had nowhere to vent her anger.
This was great.
The little girl jumped into the crowd, like a wolf jumping into a flock of sheep.
His figure was like lightning!
Bang.
Bang, bang, bang.
The guards didn't even get a clear look at the figure before they were all sent flying. They didn't even have the slightest ability to retaliate.
After a short while, he finished his work.
Little Yuan 'er clapped her hands in satisfaction and said, "Grandpa, they are so weak!"
Lu Zhou was speechless as well.
It was not worth showing off for a Divine Court expert to bully a group of early-stage Body Tempering guards.
However, this group of people was indeed in a miserable state. All of them had bruises and swollen faces, and none of them could move. Their screams and wails rose and fell one after another.
The commotion attracted the attention of the other members of the Murong Clan.
Before long, Murong Hai, the head of the Murong Clan, arrived with several cultivators. When he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened.
"Who are you?"
Lu Zhou said indifferently, "Is Wang Fugui in your mansion?"
"Wang Fugui fabricated the imperial army's token, and I've arrested him and sent him to the authorities."
Lu Zhou frowned slightly.
When he was on Golden Court Mountain, who dared to speak to him in such a tone?
"Yuan 'er, make him speak nicely."
"Yes, Yuan 'er."
Little Yuan 'er giggled, flexed her little fists, and said, "You, speak nicely."
"And where did you come from, wild girl …"
Before he could finish …
Little Yuan 'er vanished from where she was, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air.
She approached Murong Hai and the others.
A gust of wind rolled up and smashed toward them.
Puff!
Everyone, get down!
"An eight-meridians Brahman Sea expert!" Murong Hai slumped to the ground and looked at Little Yuan 'er with an unsightly expression.
The others clutched their chests and could not move.
"Eh, you seem to be tougher …" Little Yuan 'er was very curious, and she wanted to give Murong Hai another blow.
"No, no, no …"
Murong Hai kept waving his hands and begging for mercy. "Let him go, let him go … Wang Fugui is fine. He's fine. "
A short while later …
Wang Fugui was brought over. His face was bruised and swollen, and his hands were tied behind his back.
As the saying went, one should look at the master before beating a dog. Little Yuan 'er was not happy.
"Grandpa."
"Up to you."
Little Yuan 'er rubbed her little fists and showed her little canine teeth. "Who beat Fugui?"
No one dared to answer. Who would dare to admit it?
Little Yuan 'er had shown her formidable strength just now, and the Murong Clan's cultivators were no different from ordinary people in front of her.
"It's you," Little Yuan 'er said, pointing at Murong Hai.
"No … It's not me …" Murong Hai waved his hand.
Wang Fugui was just a servant. How could he, the head of the clan, beat him?
"It's you."
Little Yuan 'er flashed and appeared in front of Murong Hai. Her little fists carried a gust of wind.
Bam! Bam!
Lu Zhou turned his head.
After a few screams, he looked at Murong Hai again and saw that his face was bruised and swollen.
Murong Hai sobbed and said, "I have no grudge against you. Why do you have to do this …"
Lu Zhou said faintly, "Do you know about the kidnapping of the Ci Family?"
The scene fell silent.
"Don't be in a hurry to answer," Lu Zhou said slowly. Then, he turned to look at Little Yuan 'er. "If I think you're lying, Little Yuan' er, break his legs."
"Yes, Grandpa!" Little Yuan 'er was very excited at the mention of beating someone.
Murong Hai felt even more bitter.
'How do you think I should answer this?'
The others could not help but take half a step back.
"I know," Murong Hai said with a nod.
"Who did it?"
"I only know that there is a powerful cultivator behind them. Although the Murong Clan and the Ci Family have a feud, they can't kidnap a hundred people in one night, "Murong Hai said with a sob.
"A powerful cultivator?"
Murong Hai glanced at Wang Fugui. He guessed that the old man in front of him should have a good relationship with the Ci Family, so he said, "Old Mister, listen to me. Don't provoke these people."
"Do you know them?"
Murong Hai shook his head and said, "I don't know. I only know that this group of cultivators is related to Golden Court Mountain. Do you know about Golden Court Mountain, Old Mister? "
"I don't know much about it. Tell me about it."
Murong Hai had never heard of Golden Court Mountain. Judging from the old man's aura and posture, he must be a hermit, the kind of cultivator who lived in seclusion.
"A villainous patriarch lives on Golden Court Mountain. He has nine disciples, each of whom is a famous villainous cultivator.
"The group of cultivators who kidnapped the Ci Family is very likely related to some villains in Golden Court Mountain.
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