Zhu Mi looked ugly, and at this moment he returned to calm, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Jiuquanzi..."

Qianshou narrowed his eyes.

The old man chuckled softly: "You two are in the way, but don't forget that there is a talisman above your head... Although it is thousands of miles apart, it is still above the mountains and rivers."

Zhu Mi took a deep breath, stared at Jiuquanzi, and said, "Ning Yi exploded my holy grave, such hatred cannot be written off."

Qianshou said calmly: "The mouth is full of feces. It's just an excuse. If you want to start a war, you might as well start fighting today... I'm taking it over in Shushan!"

"...you!" Zhu Mi's face turned pale with anger.

Jiuquanzi looked cold and said quietly: "Mr. Zhu, the prince hopes you will be more peaceful. Xiao Wuliang Mountain has caused too many troubles recently... Think carefully about how the matter of Xu Zang climbing the mountain gate was solved?"

Zhu Mi's eyes sank.

Xu Zang offended so many people back then... Due to the iron rules, many holy mountains did not start a war with Shu Mountain, but instead sent their disciples to constantly ambush Xu Zang.

Private grudges, private settlement.

Jiuquanzi sent another silent message.

"I understand..." Zhu Mi narrowed her eyes, looked at Qianshou, and said, "You are lucky today."

Qianshou frowned.

In her opinion, this matter was a pity. Zhu Mi was already in a difficult situation... The appearance of the Hongfu River messenger made a turn for the situation.

If the fight starts tonight and the junior brother waits for an opportunity to take action, Xiao Wuliang Mountain will inevitably be bloody.
Chapter completed!