Xie Lian hadn't felt this creepy for hundreds of years.

When Mei Nianqing said that Bai Wuxiang was right in front of him, his first reaction was himself, but he forgot that besides himself, there was also Jun Wu standing in front of Mei Nianqing!

However, he had never thought of this person before, so when he suddenly realized it, his hair stood on end. Xie Lian struggled, but the hand was so strong that it held him tightly, not moving at all. He couldn't help but say, "You...your face..."

Jun Wu didn't sound too concerned, as if he had just noticed a minor mistake, and said, "Ah, I was careless for a moment and let them escape again."

Xie Lian felt another sharp pain in his wrist, and finally he could no longer hold the hilt of the sword and let it go.

The long sword fell to the ground, making a clear clang in the hall. However, it was too late.

There were already many priests nearby, and like him, they saw the horrifying face reflected in the red mirror!

There was a dead silence in the hall. Almost all the priests were stunned. Including Feng Xin, who was standing closest and could see clearly. Mei Nianqing took the opportunity to break free from his hand, grabbed the red mirror on the ground, raised his hands and held it in front of Jun Wu, saying: "Look carefully! Look at the face of the man standing here now!!!"

Several Martial Gods were the first to react. Pei Ming drew his sword and shouted, "Who are you?!"

The priests standing in the distance were still confused and asked, "What's wrong?" "Who is General Pei asking?" "Why are you pointing a sword at the Emperor?"

Mei Nianqing stared at Jun Wu and said word by word: "He is Bai Wuxiang!"

Mu Qing was stunned and said, "How could he be Bai Wuxiang? Bai Wuxiang pretending to be the emperor?! Where is the real emperor?"

Xie Lian was also wondering if he had been replaced, but when did the replacement start? Why didn’t he notice anything? The Emperor Shenwu was not the low-key geomancer who was always elusive. No matter what, it was impossible for him to be impersonated and no one in the entire Heavenly Court noticed!

Mei Nianqing was about to speak, but Jun Wu raised his other hand and sighed, "You disappoint me again."

Mei Nianqing's face changed drastically, as if someone had suddenly grabbed her throat. Lang Qianqiu raised his heavy sword and slashed at it with a whoosh. Jun Wu glanced back and Lang Qianqiu flew backwards.

The next moment, Pei Ming, Lang Qianqiu, Feng Xin, Mu Qing, Quan Yizhen, and almost all the martial gods in the Shenwu Palace surrounded him.

However, after an incense stick of time, Jun Wu’s hand was still holding Xie Lian’s wrist, and all the martial gods who had just surrounded him fell down.

In the hall, a lot of martial gods were lying on the ground, all of them had lost their fighting power. Only Jun Wu and Xie Lian were standing. Mu Qing spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted angrily at Xie Lian who was standing still and silent: "Move! What are you standing there for?! Are you waiting to die?!"

But he didn't know that Xie Lian didn't want to move, he just couldn't move at all!

Jun Wu only held him with one hand, which made him feel that even if he slightly bent his fingers, he would be noticed and immediately cut off by the other party, not to mention fighting back! No matter where you judge from, it is the best choice not to act rashly!

This is the number one martial god in the three realms!

The priests on the outermost layer panicked and scattered in a circle. After a long while, they finally remembered to escape. They rushed out of the Shenwu Hall with pale faces. However, when they rushed to the door, the magnificent twelve-layer door suddenly closed automatically. They knocked on the door in vain. Nearly a hundred priests in the hall were either unable to get out or unable to stand up. It was really a chaos. Mei Nianqing's body was pulled forward by an invisible force. Jun Wu grabbed his collar and smiled, "Do you think that I will be helpless if you change your mind in front of so many people? Do you think that if they know and unite, they can threaten me? I can destroy them all with one hand."

It seems that Jun Wu brought Mei Nianqing here first, not just to let Xie Lian and Hua Cheng say goodbye. He confessed or threatened Mei Nianqing something during the interrogation, so he felt relieved to interrogate him in the Shenwu Hall. But who knew that at the last moment, Mei Nianqing regretted it. He grabbed Jun Wu's sleeves with both hands and shouted at Xie Lian: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, please leave! He is crazy!"

Xie Lian said, “National Master!”

The next moment, Mei Nianqing was unable to speak, as if something was strangling his neck. But he had always covered his neck when he was pierced, so Xie Lian couldn't see what was wrong with his throat. Jun Wu sighed, "Fool, you are pushing them into the fire pit. Originally, it was none of their business, but now, no one here can hope to leave this fairy capital alive."

It was urgent, so Xie Lian immediately communicated with the spirit world: “San Lang!”

He had never recited Hua Cheng's spiritual password on his own initiative, but at this critical moment, he didn't care about being embarrassed at all. He recited it silently in his heart several times, but there was dead silence on the other side, with no response at all.

This feeling of having my spiritual communication completely blocked is exactly the same as when I was in Tonglu Mountain!

Jun Wu saw through his thoughts at a glance and said, "Don't try. If I don't allow you, you won't be able to pass."

Xianjing was originally based on Jun Wu's magic power. This is his territory. He is the most powerful, so of course he can do whatever he wants. In other words, now, the entire Shangtian Court, the entire Xianjing, has been completely isolated from other places. It is absolutely true that "calling to the sky will not respond, calling to the earth will not work"!

Suddenly, the door of the Shenwu Hall opened wide, and the priests were excited and rushed in, but they were stunned after seeing the door of the hall. Outside the hall, there stood a tall man in black, with a fierce aura and ill intentions, blocking everyone's way. It was Lingwen, the Jinyixian!

The priests were at a loss as to what to do, but they saw Ling Wen walk into the hall, kneel on one knee in front of Jun Wu, and said respectfully, "Emperor."

Jun Wu said: "Get up and do your work. You know how to handle it."

Lingwen nodded and smiled, "Of course I understand."

Mu Qing tried to stand up with the help of the wall, and was surprised when he saw this: "Isn't Lingwen still hiding in Tonglu Mountain?"

Jun Wu said: "That's right. However, I think Ling Wen is very useful, more useful than most priests, and a rare talent. After all, he just made a minor mistake, so I recruited him back."

To be honest, compared to the disaster caused by Bai Yi, Ling Wen's mistake was a "trivial mistake". Now Ling Wen and Jin Yi Xian are both subordinates of this "Jun Wu". At this time, a white shadow flashed, and another thing jumped in, leaning against Jun Wu's feet, rubbing his boots affectionately. Feng Xin saw it and said angrily: "What are you doing? Come back quickly!"

That thing was the fetal spirit. Not only did it not listen to its father, but it also spat out bright red tongues at him viciously. Feng Xin had just been beaten by Jun Wu and vomited blood and couldn't get up. Now his son was clinging to the thigh of the enemy who injured him. He simply couldn't figure out who was the father. He was so angry that he wanted to vomit another pound of blood. Then, another row of expressionless martial gods rushed in.

These martial priests were all appointed by Jun Wu, and they only obeyed his orders. Ling Wen received Jun Wu's instructions and said, "Take each priest back to their respective halls and keep them under good care."

Pei Ming was sitting nearby, with a complicated look on his face, and said, "Lingwen, you really have no conscience."

Lingwen patted his shoulder and said, "I have no conscience. Didn't you know that the first day you met me? How about joining us? You're welcome anytime."

Pei Ming laughed dryly a few times and said nothing.

Xie Lian was once again given special treatment, and Jun Wu personally escorted him to Xianle Palace. Jun Wu said, "Let's go."

Xie Lian turned around and glanced at Mei Nianqing. What was going on? Who were you? What did you want to do? Who was this person? Was it Jun Wu or Bai Wuxiang? What did he want to do?

He had too many questions to ask, and he had to ask them alone and in detail. Only Mei Nianqing could answer these questions. But Jun Wu would never give him this opportunity.

As soon as he stepped out of the Shenwu Hall, Xie Lian was slightly startled. On the streets of Xianjing, the sky was gloomy, the clouds were strange and changing rapidly, completely different from the bright and brilliant days before. Only the martial priests under Jun Wu of the Shenwu Hall acted as usual, escorting the priests back to their respective halls, looking bleak and uneasy. The little priests who were originally in a hurry were all staggering and lying on the ground unconscious.

Needless to say, it must have been Jun Wu who did this. From a distance, a bell rang. It seemed that there was something wrong with the bell.

The two walked slowly along Xianjing Street towards Xianle Palace. On the way, Xie Lian quickly thought of a way to escape, but strength was always better than skill, and all the clever tricks he could think of were useless in front of Jun Wu's absolute force. Moreover, Jun Wu was not only a warrior, he could always see through Xie Lian's thoughts at a glance.

After entering the Fairy Music Palace, Xie Lian still hadn't come up with any solution. He thought to himself, it doesn't matter if he can't think of a solution. As long as he doesn't communicate with Hua Cheng for a long time, Hua Cheng will definitely notice the clues. As long as things don't become irreversible before then, it will be fine. Who knew that after closing the door, Jun Wu suddenly asked, "Are you thinking about Blood Rain and Flower Hunting?"

“…”

Jun Wu's words suddenly made him feel a palpitation, and his heart began to pound wildly.

Xie Lian didn’t know how to answer, “Yes”? Then would Jun Wu harm Hua Cheng? “No”? Jun Wu might not believe it.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Jun Wu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know you must be thinking about him. You really want to communicate with him."

The tone he used when talking to Xie Lian was still the same as before, gentle, tolerant, steady, and reliable, without any change. But the more this happened, the more confused and terrified Xie Lian became.

Then Jun Wu said, "If you really want to, then you can communicate with him and talk to him."

“…”

He guessed what Xie Lian was thinking when he entered the room. He knew it all!

Jun Wu smiled unchanged and said, "Xianle, you know what to say. Tell him not to worry too much. Your Xueyu Tanhua will definitely be happy that you went to him for spiritual communication."

As he said this, he placed his hand on Xie Lian's shoulder. Xie Lian felt a subtle fluctuation, knowing that Jun Wu had used some magic to detect the content of his spiritual communication. Even if he didn't say it out loud, he could still hear it. And Xie Lian naturally understood what Jun Wu wanted to hear from him.

After a pause, he gritted his teeth and recited Hua Cheng's spiritual command.

Hearing the command, Jun Wu seemed to find it very interesting and even smiled. Xie Lian, however, was not in the mood to be embarrassed or shy. Almost instantly, Hua Cheng's voice rang in Xie Lian's ears. He sighed, "Brother, brother, after so long, you finally remembered me, San Lang."

Xie Lian and Jun Wu exchanged glances. He said, "San Lang, I was gone for less than an hour."

Hua Cheng said, "In my opinion, the key point is 'leaving', not 'an hour'. Even if it's just a moment, it's also leaving."

Jun Wuke is right next to him, listening!

The situation was clearly so dangerous, but Xie Lian still felt genuinely embarrassed. Jun Wu said, "It's a pity that he has to wait for more than an hour. Go on. Tell him that he can't see you until the vengeful spirit is dealt with. Don't beat around the bush and hint at anything. I can hear everything."

After dealing with the evil spirits, it would take seven days and seven nights. After a pause, Xie Lian said, "You can't even wait for an hour. What if it takes me a long time this time?"

Hua Cheng said: "Did Jun Wu give you a lot of tasks?"

Xie Lian said, “Yes.”

Hua Cheng said: "Let me help you."

Jun Wu said: "Tell him that after you complete this mission, I will grant you three years of leisure."

Xie Lian said, “No need. Sanlang, you’ve already done me a great favor by helping me guard that formation. Let me handle the rest. The Emperor has already said that after I finish this long list of missions, I’ll have three years of leisure time and won’t have to do anything.”

Hua Cheng said: "Only three years?"

Xie Lian said, “Isn’t three years a long time? It’s already a small sweet treat.”

"Okay. But—"

He said leisurely: "Brother, this is your sweet treat, what about mine?"