C434

Chapter 434 - Returning to bed (1)

Before Mu Wanjun left, he did not take all seventy-two Umbra s with him. Instead, she had sent a portion of her forces to investigate the situation in the Nine Fiend Sect.

In the end, there were still thirteen people who went with her to Sleeping Dragon Town.

Ah Mu shouted that he wanted to travel with them, but Mu Wanjun and Jin Yulie did not allow him. Because of this, he felt extremely depressed. However, once Mu Wanjun left, she brought along She Minghu and Old Man Gu. The leader quietly followed and arrived first.

When Mu Wanjun entered Sleeping Dragon Town and saw that they had all arrived, she could only helplessly allow them to follow her. However, she secretly instructed the An Shuang to protect Ah Mu well.

Since the last time they parted, it had been two years since he had come back. However, these two years hadn't changed Sleeping Dragon Town.

There were still so many Spiritual Source here, all of them were present, and the place was bustling with noise.

The liveliness of the place was not affected in the slightest by Si Tu's disappearance.

Mu Wanjun was a little indignant in her heart. She really wanted to form a forbidden ring string around this place.

The first stop was the tavern. Unexpectedly, dark guard had been guarding that room the whole time.

Seeing Mu Wanjun suddenly appear, they all called out respectfully, "Mistress!"

When he entered the room, nothing had changed.

Even the windows looked the same. Standing in front of the window, Mu Wanjun could see the residential building in the distance, and in the distance, there was a stretch of green mountains.

Those green mountains were actually the end of the line of the Mount Kunlun. Other than a few hunters who had gone up the mountain to hunt, there were very few people there. If it was possible, if Si Tu was brought to the forest by them, even if Mu Wanjun wanted to search, sending out all of the Black Cloud Steel Cavalry might not be able to find him.

Furthermore, it was connected to the Kunlun bloodline, yet also to Tai Yan Mountain, and also to Mount Hengshan. If one wanted to hide, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Mu Wanjun's eyes turned serious as she looked into the distance with a cold glint in her eyes.

Si Tu was only drawing a human, but he had forgotten about his surroundings. Otherwise, Mu Wanjun would be able to look for the painting she was in.

In the night, Mu Wanjun sat alone in the guest room. "Si Tu, where are you? Are you looking at the foster father? "

While Mu Wanjun was deep in thought, she suddenly opened his eyes, and swept her sharp gaze over them.

She only saw that there was an extra person in front of her for no reason.

The man was dressed in black, and his hood was wide over his face.

Mu Wanjun slightly narrowed her eyes. She saw that the person in front of her was dressed in a completely black robe.

This circle of patterns shocked Mu Wanjun's eyes.

She had seen many totem tattoos that belonged to the Shamans. Some of them were mutated, but she could still see the original direction of the totem tattoos and the strange axis.

And this black robe's design was similar to the traditional Witch clan clothing.

It would be unreasonable to say that he did not contact her.

She coldly asked, "Who are you?" As she spoke, her hand unintentionally twirled the Witch clan finger ring on her finger.

That person's gaze never left the finger ring ever since.

Hearing Mu Wanjun's question, he asked: "Are you the Lord Priest?"

This person was indeed a member of the Shaman Tribe.

Mu Wanjun did not immediately answer him, but stood with her hands behind her back. She looked at him without blinking.

Under Mu Wanjun's incomparably domineering gaze, the That person's aura also weakened a bit. He sighed and took off her hood. An old man in her sixties with a straight back.

His face was calm and composed, with only a hint of transcendence in it.

"Three finger ring s, Lord Priest!" He made a gesture with his hand. Mu Wanjun had once seen that kind of gesture in the snow field of the Northern Kingdom.

It was the purest gesture of a Witch clan elder.

The meaning of this gesture was far higher than Qian Yun's!

In an organization like the Witch clan, with just a gesture, there was no mistake in any of the accessories.

The gesture made by this old man represented the purity and respect of his branch.

As a Priestess, Mu Wanjun's position was only second to the Patriarch. However, compared to this elder, she was still higher. However, the old man only nodded towards her.

Mu Wanjun nodded in return.

"I am Great Elder Mo He!" The old man introduced himself, "Our young lord has been kidnapped. I know that the young lord is very close to the lord priest. I hope lord …"