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The Mo Luo clan was located in the west side of the mountains of the ancient moon empire, and it was controlled by the Mo Luo clan in a 100 mile radius.

Within the grand and majestic grand hall, two gray-clothed old men were kneeling on the ground. Beside them was a pale-faced, hollowed-out youth.

He was Zhou Cheng.

A middle-aged man sat in front of them. He was currently reading a book, as if he hadn't noticed these people.

For some unknown reason, he suddenly threw the book on the table, scaring the maid beside him into trembling.

"My clan's Zhou Cheng has been nurtured by our family for many years. His talent is so good, and he is also at the fourth level of the True Sun realm. Two Law Enforcing Elders, please tell this sovereign what happened." The middle-aged man was clearly suppressing his anger.

"Reporting to Hall Master, it was the Spirit Flame Race that went too far. They simply disrespected our elders and crippled Cheng'er as soon as we attacked. We simply could not stop them." The old man sighed helplessly.

"Spirit Flame Race, you and I are irreconcilable!"

At this time, a shout came from outside the door.

This person walked in with long strides. Looking at his crippled son, his heart felt as though it had been stabbed with a knife.

He was the son of the Mo Luo clan leader, and Zhou Cheng was the grandson of the clan leader.

Zhou Yuanning cried bitterly while holding his son, but Zhou Cheng's eyes were still empty. He knew that he was a cripple and would never be able to rise again in the future.

"Cheng'er, don't worry, father will make your grandfather slaughter the entire clan to avenge you!"

Zhou Yuanlin held his son and said word by word.

After Ling Hao bid farewell to his many good friends, he brandished his flying sword and ran towards the young prefectural city six hundred miles away. The purpose of this trip was naturally his mother, Bai Ruoyun.

The flying sword's speed was quite fast. He did not ride his sword high into the sky, but flew at a low altitude. The trees in the forest under his feet were clearly visible.

Ling Hao focused his gaze and saw two people fighting in the forest in front of him. He was dressed in black tights and had a slim figure. The clothes she was wearing was obviously the uniform of an official, and right now a Daoist wearing a Daoist robe was pointing a sword at his neck.

Ling Hao kept his flying sword and stood behind the tree to watch.

"Even if you don't know any martial arts, you still have to throw your life away!" The Daoist man said in a cold voice, his eyes full of malice.

There was no fear in the woman in black's eyes. Instead, there was only killing intent as she said, "I, Zhao Yuxuan am from the Beijing Divine Hunting Division. Even if I die here today, I will kill you!"

Zhao Yuxuan hurriedly retreated, as nimble as a flying swallow. She actually took advantage of the Daoist being in a daze to escape from the tiger's jaws.

"Daoist Ku Yue, countless children have been lost in the capital and taken away by you. You thief, return their lives! "

A dazzling silver iron fan appeared out of nowhere in Zhao Yuxuan's hand. In a split-second, a few flying daggers flew out from within and pierced through the air.

"Silver Moon Fan." Daoist Ku Yue coldly smiled and waved his hand. A few throwing daggers were annihilated. "You are only at the True Sun Second Sky. How can you resist this humble Taoist?"

He pushed back Zhao Yuxuan with one palm and walked towards her with a smile.

Zhao Yuxuan helplessly looked at the jungle and thought, "Daoist Ku Yue is actually at the Fifth Heavenly Layer. Does the heavens want me to die?" When she thought of this, she could not help but feel a sense of desolation. She was originally a goddess in the capital, a captive that was different from ordinary constables. What she was capturing were cultivators.

The Department of Divine Hunters was one of the imperial powers in the capital.

"Oh? You actually have a companion. " Daoist Ku Yue stopped and looked at the big tree behind her. She smiled and said, "Zhao Yuxuan, how would you feel if you watched your companion die before you died?"

Zhao Yuxuan was stunned for a moment. Her beautiful big eyes were filled with confusion. Was she the only one who came out to capture them?

Seeing her puzzled expression, Daoist Ku Yue smiled coldly. He then struck out with his palm towards the tree.

"Come out! I presume you won't watch her die either. "

Ling Hao helplessly shook his head. This was a misunderstanding.

"I don't know him." When she saw that there was not a single trace of energy fluctuations coming from his body, she thought to herself that he was just an ordinary person. When she thought about dragging an innocent person into the water before she died, she felt a little uncomfortable and said with her red lips slightly parted, "I really don't know this person. If you kill me, you can let him go."