After dealing with those people, Jun Wuxie asked the black beast to carry Mu Qianfan, who was still sleeping, and walked towards the camp. Lord Mimei followed Jun Wuxie with guilt. He walked a few steps, then stopped and carefully observed Jun Wuxie's back. After he had never received a response from Jun Wuxie, he could only follow him dejectedly, and his emotions were very depressed.

The first person who was accidentally shot to death was not its fault. How could it know that humans were so fragile? Didn’t it just touch him gently, gently, and gently, how could it die?

In the camp, around the bonfire, Rong Ruo and the others had returned, and the five of them sat around the bonfire, chatting about something.

After hearing a burst of footsteps, they looked at it with a smile, but suddenly they found that it was not only Jun Wuxie who came back, but Mu Qianfan was also there!

What surprised them even more was that Mu Qianfan was covered in blood!

"What happened!" Qiao Chu stood up with a blink of an eye.

Jun Wuxie briefly told the process of Mu Qianfan and the group of people before, and handed the blood-stained map to Hua Yao.

Hua Yao looked at the incomplete map for a long time before saying, "If you guessed correctly, this should be one of the eight maps of the Evil Emperor's Mausoleum. It's a pity that it was stained with blood, otherwise we would have another one in our hands now."

After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh.

Every map is hard to come by. I don’t know how much time and energy they spend to fill this missed match.

Jun Wuxie didn't say anything, but just glanced at Lord Meimei who was following her. Lord Meimei looked up and met Jun Wuxi's cold eyes, and his round body shook violently.

"Bababababa!!"

I didn't mean it! It's really not mean it!

He ran all the way to the woods beside him and hid.

"What's wrong with it?" Rong Ruo saw that Mr. Mimee escaped like he was stimulated, and he couldn't help but smile as he looked at his round body running.

It's so cute.

"Don't worry about it." Jun Wuxie spoke lightly.

"But although this picture cannot be used, fortunately we have received more news, right? Now it seems that the fourth map should be in the hands of the Prince of Yan. After we get the picture from Fenghua Academy, we can set off to Yan Country." Hua Yao said with a smile. It is a blessing to have a loss of power. It saves them a lot of effort to get the news of the next map like this.

"Yan Country, the distance from Fenghua Academy is not close to." Feiyan touched his chin, and his mind automatically emerged from the map of the Lower Three Realms that he had already been familiar with.

There are several small countries between Yan Kingdom and Fenghua Academy. Judging from the distance, they can't get through it in less than a month. It only takes more than a month, and they still have to rush forward.

"No hurry. After we go back this time, we will be able to directly enter the Fenghua Academy headquarters in a short time. At most one week, we will be able to find out where the map is." Hua Yao said.

"Who do you think the picture from Fenghua Academy will be in?" Fei Yan asked.

"Ning Rui." Jun Wuxie suddenly spoke.

Jun Wuxie said again: "If the Twelve Palaces want to find a scapegoat in the lower three realms, they will not look for those who have no power. If it weren't for the dean, there would be only the vice president."

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--Don't hurry, we will continue to update, with 8 chapters written.
Chapter completed!