The layers of thick clouds suddenly gathered, making the sky seem to be about to touch the eaves.

The rolling thunder came down from the clouds, which was both a bit dull and extremely majestic.

At this time, the wind was already messy, and the rain drifted everywhere, and a storm was about to come.

Xia Leng stood in front of the window, looking at the blood monkey in the tree branches in front of him without blinking, and there were other monsters, jumping up and down, not knowing whether he was playing or hiding from the rain.

"What is he doing? Isn't it cold to open the window?" Feng Tianling stared at Xia Leng for a long time, quietly pulled Xiao Xiu'er, and asked softly, "Do you want to call him over for dinner?"

Xiao Xiu'er also looked at Xia Leng and said with a smile: "It's okay, the young master is just this kind of temperament. He often likes to stare in the distance and just wait a while."

"Oh." Feng Tianling nodded, and did not ask questions. She felt that Xia Leng was indeed a little mature and did not look like a twelve-year-old child at all, and she could not guess thoroughly.

"Young Master, how long will we stay here?" After a while, Xiao Xiu'er prepared lunch and walked slowly to Xia Leng, "Is that demon immortal who is Tianlang or Tiangou wants to put us under house arrest, right?"

Xia Leng said indifferently: "He doesn't have the courage."

"That's right. After all, the young master is the prince of the Ji Dynasty." Xiao Xiu'er actually didn't know much about Xia Leng, because he was a maid selected by Ji Qingying himself, and he still knew his status in the Ji Dynasty.

"Emperor, Prince?" Feng Tianling was stunned when she heard this, and a trace of shock flashed in her eyes.

Xia Leng glared at Xiao Xiu'er and explained lightly: "Don't listen to her nonsense. My father just won the title for his martial honor, and it has nothing to do with the Ji royal family."

Feng Tianling was skeptical, but she didn't ask too much.

"I was talking nonsense just now, don't believe it." Xiao Xiu'er also came to her senses, knowing that her words were a little omission and felt a little embarrassed, but she felt that Feng Tianling was not a bad person, so she was a little relaxed.

"Oh." Feng Tianling didn't know how to answer, so she nodded.

"Young Master, you are not blaming me, are you?" Xiao Xiu'er's mouth flattened and looked at Xia Leng pitifully, not daring to move.

Xia Leng ignored it. Although this was not a big mistake, he had no intention of holding her accountable. Even if he was giving her a small lesson, it was necessary. In fact, he always felt strange. With Aunt Ji Qingying's rigorous personality, how could he choose such a simple and scheming girl to be his personal maid.

Feng Tianling hurriedly said, "I actually heard nothing."

"Eat." Xia Leng glanced at Xiao Xiu'er, who was sitting upright, and said lightly.

"Okay, young master, I'll help you serve the rice. I made this dish specifically for you. You can try it." Xiao Xiu'er immediately resurrected with blood and served Xia Leng's meal.

Feng Tianling couldn't help but be stunned when she saw this scene. Although the Feng family is also a big family in Yunzhou, her parents died early and were thankful that they were not bullied in the family. They really had never enjoyed the treatment of their masters.

Ji Jiu remained silent and ate quietly.

"Your life is really good. You actually started cooking here?" A strange aperture suddenly appeared in the room, and then a sound came out of the aperture, and a stunning fairy walked out of the circle.

"Aunt Mu." Xia Leng saw Mu Han's expression without any surprise and asked lightly: "Have you eaten?"

Xiao Xiu'er immediately got up to get the dishes and chopsticks. Mu Han did not stop him and sat next to Feng Tianling at the right time.

"You, you are..." Feng Tianling looked at Mu Han nervously. Of course, she remembered this fairy-like woman.

Mu Han touched Feng Tianling's head and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, I am Xia'er's relative, just call me Aunt Mu."

"Oh, OK, Aunt Mu." Feng Tianling nodded obediently.

Xia Leng asked, "Aunt Mu, are you here to talk to Bai Tianlang?"

"Not bad." Mu Han nodded, "But I haven't contacted him yet, let's see you first."

"You came alone?" Xia Leng asked again.

Mu Han smiled and explained, "Your Aunt Mei'er is too lazy to move because you think the road is long. The upper class of the Yuxian Sect has been making frequent moves recently, so it's better to leave her there to stay."

After a meal, not long after, several little demons came to invite Xia Leng and Mu Han to discuss matters. It was obvious that the Tianlang Demon Immortal had known that Mu Han had come.

Soon, the two were taken to a clean and bright room with no door or wear, but the wind and rain outside could not disturb the place at all.

There was no extra furnishing in the room, only a coffee table and three futons.

"Please two, please." Bai Tianlang was wearing a blue shirt and was brewing tea. He looked up and saw Xia Leng and Mu Han, and smiled and made a gesture to take his seat.

Mu Han had never dealt with this Tianlang demon fairy, but she had already felt a little relieved when she heard Ji Qingying and Yue Qingya talk about this person. Besides, her current cultivation level is far higher than that of Bai Tianlang, and she is not afraid of him playing any tricks.

Bai Tianlang poured two cups of tea and gently pushed it in front of Xia Leng and Mu Han: "Please."

Xia Leng took the tea and took a sip, but she didn't feel anything.

"Thank you." Mu Han said thanking, and took a sip of it gently, feeling a long and timeless aura wandering between his lips and teeth. "What kind of tea is this? Why have I never drunk it?"

"Of course there are no specialties in the Yunzhou Demon Realm." Bai Tianlang chuckled, "Even here, the number is pitifully small. Miss Mu came here, and I took some out to entertain guests, otherwise I would be reluctant to leave."

"That's thankful for Mr. Bai's kindness." Mu Han responded lightly, then said: "Let's go straight to the point. It's a waste of time to go around in circles."

Bai Tianlang put down the teapot and nodded, "Hurry up, Miss Mu is indeed one of the most powerful agents on earth."

"This matter has nothing to do with the special agent. Besides, the most powerful agent is my husband, and Mr. Bai also knows him." Mu Han quietly blocked the maneuver in Bai Tianlang's words, "Let's talk about the serious business. You said that the Tianjun is not dead, what's going on?"

"It's literal." Bai Tianlang said slowly: "This is also the reason I want to discuss with you."

Mu Han did not rush to ask, but said, "But, Wen Tianjun has been killed by Ji Qingying, and this is certain. Yue Qingya also said that with Wen Tianjun's arrogance, it is impossible to leave any backup."

"Wrong." Bai Tianlang showed a sarcastic expression on his face. "Yue Qingya's evaluation of Wen Tianjun is completely wrong. I know that she is a taboo for the venerable. After all, Wen Tianjun is her mentor. Wen Tianjun is indeed very cold and arrogant, but at the same time he is also very treacherous and sinister... In order to achieve his goal, he can do whatever he wants and do at any cost. He can be regarded as a complete hypocrite. However, these dark sides of him are rarely seen by the so-called decent people, because everyone he sees is dead, of course I am an exception."

Mu Han asked casually: "Why is Mr. Bai an exception?"

"Because I suffered his losses, my cultivation level was almost the same as his at that time, and I had even more potential than him." Bai Tianlang looked calm, but there were still a few sparks of fire in his eyes. "He used all his methods to plot against me, and even used that bitch Shuiyue to insult me. In the end, he succeeded and became the head of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect and became the leader of the decent leader. My Bai Tianlang's cultivation level stagnated and became a demon immortal that everyone called to beat."

"You are a demon cultivator, and it's nothing wrong to say you are a demon immortal." Mu Han glanced at Bai Tianlang, "Do you care about this very much?"

Bai Tianlang waved his hand and said, "The demon is a demon, the immortal is an immortal, the demon cultivator is a demon cultivator, the demon immortal is a demon immortal... These are not the same thing, but a big difference, but today is not for talking about this."

Mu Han nodded slightly. The purpose of coming here this time was very clear, which was to ask about the life and death of Wentianjun. However, she never liked to lose her initiative, so she did not directly enter the topic.

"Twelve years ago, I fought with Wen Tianjun, which stopped him for some time." Bai Tianlang continued: "After that, he opened the formation leading to time and traveled to the earth, and then his breath disappeared. I also secretly went to the Piaomiao Immortal Sect to confirm that he was indeed dead."

At this time, Mu Han was just drinking tea and did not ask questions.

Xia Leng has always been like a ornament, sitting there quietly without even drinking tea.

"But, some time ago, my children saw Wen Tianjun in the demon realm." Bai Tianlang really changed his mind and his eyes became sharp.

Mu Han frowned slightly and said with a little doubt: "How do you make sure that what they saw is asking the Heavenly Lord? What evidence do you have?"

"Let's take a look at this." Bai Tianlang raised his hand and raised his hand. A ball of white mist floated from somewhere, stopping in front of Xia Leng and Mu Han.

The white mist gradually dissipated, forming a circular light mist of about one foot in a radius. After a while, the figure inside was full of people, just like the holographic projection technology on the earth.

Inside, what is revealed is a rather quaint old city, which doesn't look big, but people are passing through the streets.

It is actually not accurate to say that it is an abortion, because there are many monsters walking upright, but the people inside do not seem to be surprised, but instead they are used to it.

Soon, a young man in white walked slowly in the crowd. The boy was quite tall and had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and looked like a handsome tree.

"When Wen Tianjun was young, he looked exactly the same as him." Bai Tianlang took the white mist and handed it to Mu Han, "You can hand over this thing to Yue Qingya, she will believe what I said."

Mu Han took off the white mist and asked in confusion: "If it was just similar to Wen Tianjun when he was young, this would not explain any problem."

"Miss Mu, there is something that I'm afraid even Yue Qingya may not know." Bai Tianlang sighed, "Actually, Wen Tianjun and I are from. In the demon realm north of Yunzhou, it is our hometown. When I was a teenager, some changes occurred in that demon realm. Tens of thousands of people moved out of the demon realm. Wen Tianjun and I are one of them."

"There is a ban technique called Xiaoyao Bian, which is said to have the effect of bringing back to life and rejuvenation." Bai Tianlang's tone was very affirmative, "The Lord of Inquiry is probably practicing the ban technique."

"Mr. Bai, are you sure you are not damning me?" Mu Han said dissatisfied.

Bai Tianlang asked faintly: "Your cultivation is far higher than mine now, and killing me is easy. Do you think I need to make such a joke?"

Mu Han shouted decisively: "Then just send someone to check this young man."

"I'm afraid this won't work." Bai Tianlang shook his head and sighed: "Although Empress Ji unified the Xianyun Continent, that demon realm is an exception. Even if you are in the tribulation period, you may have to go there without returning."

Mu Han thought: "Is there a more powerful immortal cultivator there?"

"Not a cultivator." Bai Tianlang said: "The cultivator is actually easy to talk to, because he is ultimately a human being. As long as it is not a conflict of interest, no one will risk offending a bunch of powerful people in the tribulation period to take him in."

"Then what do you mean?" Mu Han was puzzled.
Chapter completed!