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Chapter 1500 Who is it?

"A month ago, I was framed by someone for blaspheming Chang'e, and wanted to be the emperor of Northern Japan. I had no evidence to prove my innocence, which caused Tianmen's reputation in Jiuzhou Continent to plummet. I admit it!"

"But before the truth about this matter came to light, you arrested my family members and executed them privately. Is that what you did was right?"

"I declare once again that Lan Xin's death has nothing to do with me, but I swear that I will find the murderer!"

His words shook the sky and struck the earth.

In an instant, all the eyes in the audience were staring blankly at Yue Feng, unable to say a word!

Silence!

There was silence in the huge palace! You could hear a pin drop clearly!

The eight saints, Huanxiang and Ziyan, had even more complex expressions.

this...

Long Qianyu, who was standing at the door of the hall, bit her lips tightly, her heart trembling slightly.

Could it be...that I had wrongly blamed Yue Feng?

"I, Yue Feng, am worthy of the world of Jiuzhou, and worthy of the people of the world." At this moment, Yue Feng's energy rose to his Dantian, and his cold voice spread throughout the audience!

"The Great Sage is my brother, but he was beaten like this by you!" Yue Feng's eyes were so red that he almost lost his mind. A cold voice came from his mouth again: "I will take them away now, who will stop me?

, is my mortal enemy, Yue Feng!"

After the words fell, Yue Feng helped Sun Dasheng up and walked step by step outside the palace.

Yanhong and Miaoying escorted Ren Yingying and others, following closely behind.

call!

At this moment, both Long Qianyu and Huanxiang and the other saints were stunned, speechless for a long time.

And the guards around him didn't even dare to show their anger.

The momentum that Yue Feng showed just now shocked the whole audience. Anyone who caught up to stop him would die.

.....

At this moment, on the other side.

On Changsheng Island, Zhang Jiao meditated for a day and a night, and finally regained his strength.

call!

At this moment, Zhang Jiao slowly opened his eyes, flashing with endless coldness.

Baima, you despicable villain, if you dare to plot against me, I will make you live and die.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiao raised his Dantian and flew high into the sky, heading towards the mainland.

Um?

Just after flying a few miles away, Zhang Jiao frowned and saw a small island not far from Changsheng Island. At this time, there was smoke rising from the island, and it was obviously inhabited.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiao's eyes instantly turned cold.

This place is so close to Changsheng Island, so the people who live here must be related to Changsheng Palace.

Thinking to himself, Zhang Jiao's figure turned around and landed directly on the island.

After landing, he saw the beautiful environment of the island and several elegant thatched houses built on the shore. Zhang Jiao walked over without hesitation.

"Stop!"

As soon as I arrived at the hut, I heard a scolding, and then a handsome young man rushed out of the thatched hut, his face full of alertness.

Behind the boy is a beautiful woman.

This young man is none other than Wen Chou Chou's son, Wen Xiaoyu, and the beautiful woman is his mother, Xue Li.

Three months ago, when the news came that Wen Chou Chou had been killed, Xue Li was so heartbroken that she took her son to a deserted island not far from Changsheng Island to live in seclusion.

As for Wen Xiaoyu, when Long Qianyu conquered various sects in Diyuan Continent, he was still an unweaned three-year-old baby. Now, more than ten years later, he has grown into a handsome young man.

"Who are you?" Wen Xiaoyu looked Zhang Jiao up and down and asked.

Wen Xiaoyu clearly felt that the strength of the person in front of him was unfathomable, but he was Wen Chou Chou's son. He grew up in the Changsheng Palace and was very courageous, so he was not afraid at all.
Chapter completed!
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