Su Fuyun caused such a big mess and almost killed everyone's lives. Even when Luo Jin heard this, he was scared.

Fortunately, the people in the Xuanwu Realm were reasonable. After Sang Ying decided to throw him in the forest, she put it aside and did not feel any disgusting towards Moromon.

Luo Jin was relieved when he knew about it. He knew very well. If we talked about it more, it was Moromon who intended to murder the sects of the Xuanwu Realm! If they really wanted to worry about it, it would be a question whether they could return to the fairy world alive.

The more Luo Jin thought about it, the more scared he became. He even felt a little grateful to Sang Ying. If the other party had not punished Su Fuyun directly and cut off the matter in disguise, and when the team came back and the sect leader questioned in public, what face would Moromon have?

After figuring this out, Luo Jin no longer had the arrogance he had when he came to find someone before and left in shame amid the laughter of everyone.

After he returned, someone asked about Su Fuyun's whereabouts.

Luo Jin could only tell them with a cold face: "Saint Su slipped into the Yinyue Forest by herself, and it has nothing to do with Fu Shuangjiang and others. Now, people don't know where she is. Forget it, just pretend that there is no such person on our trip. When we go back, we mainly ask, and I will explain to him myself."

Several disciples who were originally worried that the sect leader would be angry were relieved when they heard this.

They didn't care much about Su Fuyun. Since the senior brother who cared about her the most said that nothing was left, they were happy to meddle in other people's business.

As for the inside story, Luo Jin did not tell them, but took it as a secret and swallowed it into his stomach.

The Moromons here are complicated, but the monks in the Xuanwu Realm there are extremely happy.

Now that the crisis has been resolved, the previously missing fellow disciples have returned safely. They are just waiting to clean up the devastated land and go back and hold a happy banquet!

After all, everyone is monks, and the matter of repairing is as simple as wiping their fingers for them. Now many high-level monks have joined in, and the poor Xuanwu world has been quickly cleaned up.

The corpses of monsters all over the ground had long since turned into ashes and disappeared when the golden light emerged from the Hidden Moon Forest. As for the remaining corpses of monks and mortals, they were collected by everyone and buried properly.

The sect leader of Jianshuang Cliff also took the initiative to erect a monument in their bone burial place to comfort the heroic souls who died tragically.

The elders of the other sects supported each other, and the Sect Master Wu of Wuji Sect wanted to take this matter into his arms and be this good person at the first time.

Everyone thought that according to Sect Master Ji's kindness and uncontested temper, Sect Master Wu would have to let him go. However, he did not expect that this time he was very determined and pressed the matter of the Monument of Eternity firmly in his hands.

In this disaster, the disciples of Jianshuang Cliff suffered the most. If it were something else, perhaps Master Ji would give it to Master Wu and let him use it to pretend to be a good person.

But this is the immortality monument that his disciple of Jianshuang Cliff exchanged for his life and blood. Sect Master Ji will never allow anyone to get involved!

Sang Ying and the others were not interested in the internal fighting among several sects of Xuanwu Realm. They came here just to help. Since Xuanwu Realm is fine, they naturally had no intention of leaving any more.

However, because the sect leaders of several sects were saved by Sang Ying and owed them favors, they insisted that everyone stay for another time, at least they would leave after attending the banquet.

As the team leader, Ji Fucang thought for a moment and agreed, and Sang Ying and the others had been there until now.

Fortunately, everyone in the Xuanwu world is also very enthusiastic, so the banquet was prepared soon.

It was also thought of the highest level of Master Wu’s cultivation, and this banquet was set at Wuji Sect.

However, they had to admit that the Wuji Sect is indeed much larger than other sects and is much more luxurious. Just the shiny and shiny spiritual jade spread on the ground, the smooth and shiny spiritual jade made the Wandaosheng monk who had been poor for a while in the past very envious.

This time it was He Xiu who led the way for them. Because Wan Daosheng made too great contributions this time, they were ranked first, followed by Cangyu Sect and Jimo Family...Moromon disciples were ranked last.

The seats at the banquet were also arranged in this way. In addition to his early age, he was a little close to Moromon, his attitude towards people like Luo Jin could only be said to be mediocre.

After Su Fuyun's incident came out, He Xiu became a little disgusted with this ally who only knew how to cause trouble.

Luo Jin, who noticed these, gritted his teeth secretly and cursed Su Fuyun over and over again, hoping that the other party would never show up.

Because it was a thank-you banquet, Wuji Sect attached great importance to this. Not only were the utensils given to the monks in the fairy world, they were rare treasures, but even the dishes at the banquet were treasures full of spiritual energy.

Jiang Zhuoxue's eyes swept through the dishes on the table. He didn't even like these spirit chickens, spirit pigeons, and spirit fish.

He looked up at the Lord Wu who was sitting in the upper seat. The things that could fill his stomach tonight were still in the other party's hands.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Zhuoxue threw away his chopsticks and prepared to get up.

Sang Ying, who was beside him, asked, "What's wrong? You don't like these?"

She paused: "Why, I'll cook a bowl of porridge for you?"

After all, it is because of so many people who have experienced with me, Sang Ying also thinks it is better to treat Jiang Zhuoxue.

But she didn't know that it was this sentence that instantly soothed Jiang Zhuoxue's scars and dispelled the resentment in his heart.

Jiang Zhuoxue laughed, which caused many female cultivators to turn their heads and peek at the banquet: "I'm fine, I just remembered that some things were still left with others and needed to be taken back."

Sang Ying was not stupid either. She understood this as soon as she heard it. She pursed her lips and said, "Do you want me to help?"

Unexpectedly, even Wuji Sect had attacked Jiang Zhuoxue, but it was understandable. After all, that was a dragon, how could it not attract people's attention?

"Go, I will cover it for you." Sang Ying said, taking out a formation plate and handing it to him.

This is a small teleportation array she had used before, and another array plate is here. Even if something unexpected happens, it will be more convenient for Jiang Zhuoxue to escape.

Jiang Zhuoxue naturally took the formation plate. How could he not want the things Sang Ying gave him? Not only did he obediently take them and put them in his arms, but he also deliberately showed off in the direction of Fu Shuangjiang.

Through the white veil, he saw Fu Shuangjian holding the cup tightly.

Jiang Zhuoxue, who was in a particularly happy mood, quietly left the banquet. He was not a special person at first. Apart from his face, he was a little noticeable, Luo Jin had not even made everyone in the Xuanwu world care more.

Therefore, his departure did not attract anyone's attention except Fu Shuangjiang. When Master Wu was still sitting firmly on the high platform to toast everyone, he didn't know that someone had already sneaked into his house.

The secret room that had never been known to anyone had opened, and the treasures inside were almost blinding.

But Jiang Zhuoxue turned a blind eye to this and went straight over.

Finally, he stopped in front of a pair of armor.

The armor was pitch black all over, and the scales seemed to shine, making people feel like they would be cut into the fingertips as soon as they reached out and touched them.

Jiang Zhuoxue was silent for a moment, but still reached out and touched it. In an instant, the slightly tender dragon roar resounded throughout the secret room. The dragon roar seemed to be filled with sadness of tears.


Chapter completed!