Jiang Yan supported the tree beside him so that he could barely stand without falling.
Damn, Ba Ye, tell me quickly, this is not true!
Number 888 was silent for a while.
Ahem... It's a bit unfortunate that what Muzi said is true, you are indeed the young master of the demon world, Xie Yan. Surprised or not, is it unexpected
Jiang Yan: "..."
He can't complain about this system anymore, it's such a bloody setting every time.
No surprises, all shocks.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yan looked at Muzi: "Since you found me back then, why didn't you take me back?"
Muzi said: "At that time, the infighting in the demon world was not over yet, but Tianji Mountain was a safer place. Young master, now, you have gained Lu Heng's trust. Find a chance to get rid of him, and the world of cultivating immortals will lose the only one." People in the Mahayana realm will no longer be a threat to the demon world!"
Except Lu Heng
He was out of his mind to kill his target!
Jiang Yan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, his brain was running at high speed, thinking about countermeasures.
The Mozun wanted him to be a spy, so he could also consider a Mission: Impossible Spy, circling both sides, looking for opportunities to increase Lu Heng's favorability to 100 points.
After completing the mission, he doesn't have to worry about the rest of the mess.
Therefore, now his identity cannot be revealed, and Muzi must be stabilized.
After making up his mind, Jiang Yan straightened his back, put on the air of a young master, and said condescendingly to Muzi: "Qingwu, since this is the case, this young master will continue to lurk in Xuanyangzong. Then, find Opportunity to remove Lu Heng—"
Before he finished speaking, there was a crisp "click" not far away.
Before he could react, Muzi's figure flashed, and he rushed to the source of the sound, and captured a person from behind the shadow of the tree.
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"Mingyu, why are you here?"
Jiang Yan froze for a moment.
Then, he remembered the jade pendant that Wan Mingyu left with him.
Wan Mingyu's face was ashen, and he spat at Jiang Yan: "Zhang Qing, you are actually a demon! I have always regarded you as a good brother, and the suzerain likes you so much! You, you want to murder the suzerain!"
Jiang Yan's complexion turned pale.
"Mingyu, don't get me wrong, this is not the case—"
"Shut up!" Wan Mingyu looked at Jiang Yan full of disgust and contempt, "I heard it with my own ears, you are going to murder the suzerain! I want to tell the suzerain and the elders about this! You two, neither one Want to escape!"
Jiang Yan felt a "thump" in his heart, and subconsciously looked at Muzi.
Seeing him squinting his eyes with a dangerous light flashing, he yelled in his heart that it was not good.
"Mingyu, calm down!"
"calm?"
Wan Mingyu yelled until his face became red and his neck was thick, tears even welled up from the corners of his eyes.
"You tell me, how should I calm down? Brother Xie, whom I admired since childhood, colluded with the demons, and I finally walked out of the shadows... Now, you are also a member of the demons! Zhang Qing, I hate you! I want to tell Sovereign, tell all the disciples of the Xuanyang Sect what kind of person you are—”
A look of cruelty flashed across Muzi's face, and he raised his right hand.
"stop!"
Jiang Yan's pupils constricted, and it was too late to stop him.
Wan Mingyu's words stopped abruptly, and a sharp knife pierced his chest, piercing his heart.
In the next second, he slowly fell to the ground.
The eyes were still wide open, but they quickly lost all light, and finally became numb and empty.
Wan Mingyu is dead.