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Chapter 1241

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"Don't spout nonsense. She is Ah Yao …" Ming Gu panicked when he saw that everyone was starting to question Ye Qingtang's identity. "Only the higher-ups of the Undead Clan know the incantation for blessing. If she is an imposter, how would she know?"

"The few elders of the Undead Clan are no longer in the Temple of Shadows. Perhaps they leaked it," the Goblin Tribe Leader said. "I don't think so.

The Holy Lord has been gone for a long time. Without the Pagoda of the Dead, she naturally doesn't need to chant the blessing incantation often. It's normal for her to be a little shaky. Moreover, no one knows what the Holy Lord has experienced after such a long time. It's normal for her to have some changes in her habits. "Xue Fu agreed.

"Change? Isn't that too drastic of a change? In the past, the Holy Lord was always smiling. "The Rakshasa Tribe Leader snorted.

"I already said that she might have encountered something and changed her personality. Why didn't you listen?" Ming Gu's anxiety suddenly turned into a murderous aura. "Ah Yao is already wearing the Nine Souls Ring. How can it be fake? Who else in the world can wear her Dharma artifact other than Ah Yao herself?! "

The tribe leaders' expressions froze at Ming Gu's words.

They immediately looked at Ming Wang. "Ming Wang, what do you think of this?"

Ming Wang did not speak at all. He raised his head slightly and narrowed his pitch-black eyes, which were filled with coldness.

"There's still time. We will know whether it's real or fake."

Ming Gu's heart skipped a beat when he saw Ming Wang's cold expression.

"Brother …"

Ming Wang swept a cold glance at him.

"Shut up, you idiot … If she is really Ah Yao, I will not hurt her. If she is not, I will make her beg for death …"

Ming Gu bit his lip and looked at his brother, who was filled with murderous intent. He suppressed his fear and argued. "But the Nine Souls Ring …"

"How can you guarantee that the Nine Souls Ring is real?" Ming Wang looked at Ming Gu coldly.

"That's right. The Nine Souls Ring had already been stolen by the human race. It was only when we were chasing after the Nine Souls Ring that we met the sacred master. During this period of time, the Nine Souls Ring was with that human. If the Holy Lord is an imposter, he must have colluded with that human and secretly swapped to confuse us, "Lady Ghost said.

Ming Gu glared at Lady Ghost with puffed cheeks.

"All of this is just our conjecture. We can't be sure yet. It's fine if she's a fake, but if she's really the Holy Lord, we will not be able to bear the consequences if we act rashly." Xue Fu spoke cautiously when he saw that Ming Wang and the tribe leaders did not believe Ye Qingtang's identity.

At that moment, the Hall of Gloom was silent.

It was precisely because of this worry that they didn't act rashly. If they offended the Holy Lord, it wouldn't be a joke.

"I will get to the bottom of this matter," Doom said indifferently.

"With Ming Wang's help, we can rest assured." The tribe leaders nodded and left one after another.

It was just that they all had some suspicions about this Holy Maiden who had suddenly returned. Only Ming Gu had always believed in her.



On the other side, Ling Yan rubbed the voice transmission stone in his hand with a faint smile on his lips.

The little azure dragon secretly pursed its lips when it saw Ling Yan's expression.

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