In a spacious hall, Wang Changsheng's hands and feet were chained. In front of him stood Shangguan Yundun and a dozen disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall.
Shangguan Yundun looked solemn and held a silver jade plate in his hand.
"After investigation, Wang Changsheng of the Mysterious Talisman Branch wantonly killed others. Wang Changsheng took advantage of his status as a disciple of the Taiqing Palace to rape, plunder, and kill others. According to the rules of the Sect, Wang Changsheng is sentenced to death and can be executed immediately to comfort the soul of the deceased." Shangguan Yundun gestured a few times on the silver jade plate and said slowly.
"Nephew Wang, do you have any last words? As long as it's not too much, I can help you. "Shangguan Yundun looked at Wang Changsheng and said in a deep voice.
"What's fake is fake. It can never be real." Wang Changsheng said indifferently.
"What's fake and real? You're about to die and you still want to quibble? Come, take him away for the execution. "Shangguan Yundun raised his eyebrows and ordered.
As soon as he finished speaking, two disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall immediately came over and dragged Wang Changsheng away.
Wang Changsheng snorted and stood still. The two disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall pushed Wang Changsheng hard, but they couldn't make him move.
"Since this rebel is stubborn to the end, let's execute him here. Anyway, we just need to give his head to the families of the victims. "Shangguan Yundun ordered.
The two disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall looked at each other and nodded. One of them took out a shining golden axe and chopped at Wang Changsheng's head.
Immortal Wang was expressionless, standing in place without moving.
"Puff!" Wang Changsheng's head was chopped off and fell to the ground. Blood spurted several feet high.
His head rolled on the ground and looked at Shangguan Yundun expressionlessly.
Shangguan Yun sneered and said: "When the fake is real, the real is fake, and when the real is fake, the fake is real. Brat, let's see how long you can last."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Changsheng felt his vision blur and he appeared in a small courtyard.
The courtyard was not big, but it gave Wang Changsheng a very familiar feeling.
A series of explosions came from the front, mixed with the screams of women and children.
A middle-aged man with a flustered expression rushed into the courtyard. His blue robe was stained with a lot of blood, as if he had gone through a battle.
"Father!" Wang Changsheng muttered to himself.
The middle-aged man was none other than Wang Changsheng's father, Wang Mingyuan.
Seeing Wang Changsheng, Wang Mingyuan's face lit up and he hurriedly explained, "Sheng 'er, you're back. Hurry up and stop them. The Law Enforcement Disciples of the Taiqing Palace said that our Wang Family is colluding with the Demon Dao and is trying to kill our people."
With a whistling sound, a blue long sword came like lightning and pierced Wang Mingyuan's body.
"Sheng 'er, avenge us." Wang Mingyuan looked at the bloody hole in his chest and said his last words before falling straight down.
"Humph, it's the duty of the Taiqing Palace to exterminate the Demon Dao. Your Wang Family is colluding with the Demon Dao. None of you can escape." A cold man's voice sounded.
As soon as the voice fell, a tall middle-aged man came in.
"Hey, Wang Changsheng, aren't you locked up in the Law Enforcement Hall? Why are you here? You dare to break out of prison? Then I'll send you on your way! " The middle-aged man's face darkened and he made a gesture with one hand. The blue long sword circled and slashed at Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and stood motionless.
With a "poof", the blue long sword pierced through Wang Changsheng's heart. Blood stained Wang Changsheng's clothes.
Wang Changsheng only felt that the world was spinning and he fell to the ground. When he opened his eyes again, he was in a stone room that was a hundred feet in size.
About a hundred feet in front of Wang Changsheng, there was a white human skeleton with an exquisite storage bag hanging from the skeleton's waist.
With a flash of white light, Mu Wanwan suddenly appeared beside Wang Changsheng.
Mu Wanwan's face was slightly pale and a thin layer of sweat seeped out of her face.
"Wang Daoyou, that skeleton is the Sky Illusion Demon Lord." Mu Wanwan's eyes lit up and she said with joy.
Then, without waiting for Wang Changsheng to answer, she quickly walked forward.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng hesitated for a moment and stood motionless.
Mu Wanwan pulled the storage bag from the human skeleton's waist and poured it down. After a burst of light, a large pile of things appeared on the ground.
There were more than a dozen magic weapons shining with spiritual light, more than a dozen jade boxes with sealing talismans, more than a dozen porcelain bottles, and dozens of jade slips.
Mu Wanwan checked the dozens of jade slips one by one. When she put a blue jade slip between her eyebrows, she said with joy,
"Found it. The last three levels of the Sky Illusion Nightmare Technique are indeed on the Sky Illusion Demon Lord."
"Wang Daoyou, I only want this jade slip and two magic weapons. You can have the rest!" Mu Wanwan put away the jade slip and picked two magic weapons. She used the storage bag to collect the things on the ground and threw the storage bag to Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng opened the storage bag and glanced at it with his Divine Sense. He nodded with satisfaction.
"Since we got the things, let's leave!" Mu Wanwan said and walked back the way they came.
"Wait, Fairy Mu, I have a few questions to ask you." Wang Changsheng stopped Mu Wanwan.
"Questions? What? Wang Daoyou, do you still think you are in the magic circle? "Mu Wanwan said with a faint smile.
"Yes, if Fairy Mu can't give me a reasonable answer, I won't leave." Wang Changsheng nodded with a serious expression.
"What questions? Wang Daoyou, ask!"
"First question, I heard that Fairy Mu has a half-sister, but she died at birth. Who killed her?" Wang Changsheng stared at Mu Wanwan and asked in a deep voice.
Wang Changsheng had sent people to investigate Mu Wanwan and knew that she had a half-sister, but she died at birth.
Mu Wanwan heard this and frowned. She hesitated for a moment and said, "She died at the hands of my Shiniang. My Shiniang bribed the maidservant of Shiniang. When my mother left after seeing Xiang 'er, the maidservant took the opportunity to strangle my half-sister to death and frame my mother. She tried to cause a fight between my mother and Shiniang, but my father found out the truth and cleared my mother's name. He told the public that the maidservant strangled her to death."
Wang Changsheng frowned. Mu Wanwan's answer was exactly the same as what he had investigated. In this way, he didn't ask this question. If he was still in the magic circle, the magic circle must know what he knew. He had to ask something he didn't know.
Immortal Wang pondered for a moment and his expression turned serious. He asked in a low voice, "Fairy Mu, what do you think of my character? How about I be your husband? "
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