Zhang Wenshan's face was full of doubts and could no longer sit and watch him. He looked at Wuzhu left and Mi Xiu right, then raised his voice and pointed at Mi Xiu and asked Wuzhu, "Who is he?"

At this moment, Mi Xiu looked at Wu Zhuo with a gentle look, and Wu Zhuo also looked at Mi Xiu and said, "He is my uncle."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Wenshan was still extremely confused, but it seemed that the two of them knew very well except himself. Then he said, "Okay, Brother Wuzhu, since you are a relative, you must have a lot to say. Since there is nothing wrong here, I will say goodbye first and I will go to play with me someday."

Mi Xiu looked at Zhang Wenshan's departure and looked at Wuzhuo and said, "Last night was in the inner city of Guanrong City, but you?"

"Uncle, do you see this too?" Wu Zhuo was surprised how Mi Xiu saw it.

"With your current cultivation level, you can't hide yourself from the form. Whether you hold the sword or your luck just now, it was no different from last night." Mi Xiu said.

Since the person in front of me was his own uncle, Wu Zhuo was not as alert as before and asked curiously: "Uncle, where did you come from just now?"

Then Mi Xiu subconsciously touched the thing in his arms and breathed a sigh of relief: "That is a world in a painting. If it weren't for your uncle, I would have been trapped in the painting for the rest of my life."

"The world in the painting?" Wu Zhuo couldn't understand what the world in the painting was like for a while, and said, "My uncle, I still have something I want to know about."

Mi Xiu saw Wu Zhuo hesitantly and said, "What else can I say to your uncle?"

"A few days ago, a famous injured disciple of the Yayun Sect ran back to the Yayun Sect and found a token engraved with 'Guan Rong' on him. I guess he escaped from Guan Rong's city. Can my uncle tell the whole story of this matter more in detail?" Wu Zhuo asked.

"Of course there is no problem. Aren't you going back to Yayun Sect? We said as we walked."

"good."

"About a month ago, the Western goalkeeper pressed two disciples of the Yayun Sect into the main hall of the inner city, saying that the person asked him to hand them over to the city lord, and he needed to beat a hundred whips every day and invade the ice water for an hour. Judging from the expression of the city lord, he knew who the person was, and he didn't say much, but he did it every day. In just a few days, the two disciples of the Yayun Sect were shaking and shivering, and the guard naturally felt that they were unable to escape. Who would have thought that one of the Yayun Sects had no choice but to escape.

The Yun Sect disciple broke free from the iron chain and strangely bypassed the guards and fled the inner city. Because the city lord was furious, he sent dozens of people of all sizes to search for it, but he had not found it. It turned out that he had already escaped back to the Yayun Sect." Mi Xiu said this, frowned, and then said, "It's really strange. The 'Guan Rong' token is supreme right in Guan Rong City. How could it be easily obtained by a prisoner? There must be something strange about it. Who would it be?"

"Uncle, don't you know who the person the city lord is talking about is?" In Wuzhu's impression, Mi Xiu was the capable subordinate of the city lord.

Mi Xiu shook his head and said, "Actually, I have only been here in Guanrong City for three months and have not yet gained the trust of the city lord."

"Ah, uncle, then why do you want to get close to the city lord?" Wu Zhuo asked curiously.

"Bloodstone." Mi Xiu sighed and continued, "But I didn't expect that this bloodstone had been attacked first by others."

Wu Zhuo recalled the ghost-faced man who was talking to Mi Xiu in the inner city that night, and the blood-red stone he held at that time, and said, "That person wearing a mask?"

"That's right, he is a member of the Ghost Sect. According to legend, the Ghost Sect has long been destroyed. Who would have thought it would appear again? It seems that there are many masters." Mi Xiu said.

"Uncle, what does the Ghost Gate want?"

"Evil Ao."

Wu Zhuo heard these two words like thunder initiation, recalling the tragic scene in the spiritual beast forest that day, he looked at Mi Xiu in shock and said, "My uncle, what are you talking about is the evil Ao Yu decoration divided into two?"

"That's right," Mi Xiu suddenly realized that someone seemed to be approaching quickly and said, "Someone is coming, hide first."

The two were hiding in a mountain stream and forest. Several people wearing Guanrong City guards' costumes came with swords and were talking from time to time. After a while of investigation, they seemed to have found nothing unusual, so they left with swords.

Wu Zhuo looked at the figures of the people leaving and asked, "Uncle, can you get the evil Ao Yu ornaments?"

"No, I came to Guanrong City not for this thing, I didn't know where it would be. When I found the treasure house of the inner city, I was discovered by the guards and escaped." Mi Xiu knew in his heart that if Wu Zhuo knew that Ei Ao Yu was adoring him, there would definitely be many unnecessary troubles, so he simply made up some false words to make up for excuses.

It turned out that Evil Ao Yu was adoring Guan Rong City. Does that mean that Chu Yi Sanren is also in Guan Rong City?

Thinking of Wu Zhuo like this, Mi Xiu seemed to see Wu Zhuo thinking about something, and touched him and said, "Don't worry about the inner city, that place is not something you can deal with."

"My uncle, can't even resist you?"

Mi Xiu was stunned, and a cold snorted out of his mouth, saying, "There is also something you can't resist, my uncle? It doesn't exist."

"Then why do you let these people chase them everywhere and dare not fight back head-on?" Wu Zhuo gradually became familiar with Mi Xiu and said half-jokingly.

"I'm not..." Mi Xiu just said a few words, and saw Wu Zhuo laughing and scolding: "Good boy, how dare you make fun of your uncle."

Wu Zhuo hurriedly dodged for a few times and said with a smile: "I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore. By the way, my uncle, where are you going next?"

"I haven't thought about this yet, but I'm used to freedom. With your uncle's ability, I can't make a living." Mi Xiu said.

Wu Zhuo looked at the sky and seemed to suddenly dim, saying, "Uncle, then I will go back to Yayun Sect to report first. Take care of yourself."

Seeing Wu Zhuo turn around and want to leave with his sword, Mi Xiu hurriedly shouted, "Wu Zhuo, I have something to give to you."

Wu Zhui turned around and looked at him. Mi Xiu had already put an ugly thing on his palm.

"Uncle, what's this dark thing?"

Mi Xiu's eyes tilted and said, "What a black thing? This is an extremely rare treasure. If we hadn't had this relationship, how could I give it to you?"

"Treasure? What kind of treasure is this?" Wuzhu asked curiously.

"This object is called Hu Ming, and it is a magical artifact that can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon." Mi Xiu gently rubbed the surface of Hu Ming, and a glimmer of light appeared, as if a lot of energy was emitted. Then he continued: "Look, this object can release the absorbed essence and provide it with the holder, which will be of great help to your cultivation."

Wu Zhuo couldn't help but sigh and said, "My uncle, you are sure to give it to me with such a precious Lu Ming?"

Without saying a word, Mi Xiu handed the Lu Ming to Wu Zhuo and said, "Is it okay to say that I'll give you something?"
Chapter completed!