"It seems that the murderer has taken great pains!" Yan Chuan narrowed his eyes.

"It took a lot of effort? Haha, it took a lot of effort, and even this was a game!" Mo Yuxi said coldly on her face.

"Oh? Do you know the murderer?" Yan Chuan said in confusion.

"**口口口口, but there is no evidence at all, and no one believes me. When I woke up, it was almost the time when Daojun Mao Ri broke into the hall. There were many people outside the hall, and I couldn't argue!" Mo Yuxi said with a complicated expression.

"Hmm? Who is the murderer?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

"The Taoist Lord on the Day of Mao!" Mo Yuxi said in a deep voice.

"Oh? Didn't you say that he broke into the Beimo Palace and those people had been dead for an hour?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

"Yes, if the Daojun of Maori killed them, he might not have to be present, nor would he have to take action personally. He asked me to take care of the sons of the sect leader, in fact, to lead me into the game and to create evidence of his absence!" Mo Yuxi said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean?" Yan Chuan said in confusion.

"You may not know. In fact, in the Holy Land of Dazhao, in addition to my father, he was a dark phoenix, and a fire phoenix! Later, he married the Taoist Lord Maori, but this fire phoenix died after the Yang Zhijiu was born!" Mo Yuxi explained.

"Um?"

"The nine sons of Daojun Maori are also sons of phoenixes, and they all have the bloodline of the Fire Phoenix. The Phoenix Clan has a talented magical power, do you know?" Mo Yuxi asked.

“Nirvana rebirth?”

"Yes, as long as the soul is immortal and the body dies, the soul will turn into a 'Phoenix Soul Egg'. When this 'Phoenix Soul Egg' is born, all the essence of the original body will be extracted, and the original corpse will turn into ashes. The 'Phoenix Soul Egg' absorbs all the essence of the original body and will turn into a physical phoenix egg. Then break out of the shell and reborn in Nirvana!" Mo Yuxi explained.

"The seven children of Daojun Maori are all corpses?" Yan Chuan's expression condensed.

"Yes, according to everyone's scars, they were cut into their throats after being poisoned, and they died of blood. Naturally, there was no death between the soul and soul. Everyone died, but the children of Taoist Lord Mao Ri did not turn into ashes, nor did they condense a phoenix egg! Haha..." Mo Yuxi smiled bitterly.

"They are not Nirvana, but their bodies and souls?" Yan Chuan immediately guessed the key.

"Yes, Daojun Mao Ri rushed into the hall in an instant, and indeed did not have time to kill everyone in an instant, but he could quietly put away the souls of his seven children." Mo Yuxi said in a deep voice.

"No one doubts?"

"It's useless to doubt. The wife of the Taoist Lord Maori is Fire Phoenix, but the Taoist Lord Maori himself is a human. The Taoist Lord Maori can say that several children have abandoned the blood of the phoenix and are completely human. How could the phoenix nirvana be? Such a thing is not impossible!" Mo Yuxi said.

"Is this just your guess?"

"There is no other explanation except this guess!" Mr. Wen Ruo shook his head and said.

"In other words, the one who poisoned the Daojun Maori, then they killed everyone and blamed you, and finally committed suicide, body and soul?" Yan Chuan said strangely.

"Yes, but I have never understood why? Why do they have to spend such a big price? I committed suicide? I just want to blame me? They are the saint sons, the saint!" Mo Yuxi said inexplicably.

"No matter what, we already know the result, the process!" Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"But, there is no evidence, no one believes me!" Mo Yuxi said bitterly.

"Where is the corpse?" Yan Chuan asked.

"All of them were taken away!" Mr. Wen Ruo also smiled bitterly.

Yan Chuan took a deep breath, as Mo Yuxi guessed, what the Taoist Lord Mao Ri was doing was so seamless! There was no flaw to follow!

"If you kill the saint son and the saint, for this crime, the saint Yuxi may be removed from the throne and be demoted to the tower reading copyright. The pirated version will be 10% of the saint's holy land. If you leave the saint's holy land, you will face intercepting and killing from all sides. Not only the five vassal sects, even the enemies of the saint's father from the past will seek revenge on the saint Yuxi. Besides, will the Taoist Lord of Maori let the saint Yuxi go?" Mr. Wen Ruo explained.

"I have the token left by my father, and the Holy Lord can keep me safe!" Mo Yuxi said.

"Oh?" Yan Chuan said curiously.

Then, Mo Yuxi repeated the words of his father before his death.

"No, since Jing Zhao doesn't care about your father's life or death, how could he care about your life or death? Otherwise, your father might not have died with that token back then?" Yan Chuan questioned.

"I believe in my father!" Mo Yuxi said affirmatively.

Then, Mo Yuxi took out a golden token and handed it to Yan Chuan!

There is only one word "Wu" above the token.

The token has no fluctuations in vitality and no formation. It should be just a symbolic token.

However, with this token, Jing Zhao could take care of Mo Yuxi? Then why didn’t Mo Yuxi’s father use it to protect himself?

Yan Chuan fell into deep thought!

While the three of them were pondering, a sound suddenly sounded outside the hall.

"Get out of the way, Wenruo, I know Mo Yuxi is here, let me in!" A arrogant voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Yang Zhijiu?" Yan Chuan's expression moved and he immediately thought.

The three people in the hall looked at each other, and Yan Chuan nodded.

Wenruo walked out of the hall, and soon Wenruo let Yang Zhijiu enter the hall!

When Yang Zhijiuyi entered the hall, he saw Yan Chuan.

"It's you? Do you dare to come to my Holy Land of Dazhao?" Yang Zhijiu said coldly.

Yan Chuan smiled slightly and said, "I'm here to find Mr. Wen Ruo! Why don't you dare to come?"

Looking for Mr. Wenruo? Suddenly, Yang Zhijiu's expression relaxed a lot.

Turning around, Yang Zhijiu looked at Mo Yuxi.

"Yu Xi!" Yang Zhijiu suddenly said softly.

"Don't call me 'Yuxi', I can't bear it!" Mo Yuxi said coldly.

"What can't bear? Are you doing the Beimo Palace? Don't worry, I have already discussed with my father. As long as you are willing to marry me, my father will help you suppress everything!" Yang Zhijiu said with a smile.

"Oh? After the seven children died of Daojun Maori, he could also sit idly?" Mo Yuxi said with a look of expression.

Yan Chuan and Mr. Wen Ruo were observing Yang Zhijiu's expression to judge the case.

"Of course, they are them, I am me, you don't know. My father listened to me. Seven of them died, so I'm going to die. This is the betrothal gift. I'm ready. As long as you agree, you will have no worries anymore. You are still the saint of the Holy Land of the Great Zhao Dynasty. No one dares to touch you!" Yang Zhijiu took out a box of betrothal gifts.

Looking at Yang Zhijiu's confident attitude, Yan Chuan believed Mo Yuxi's guess even more.

"Hmph, this is a plan set up by Daojun Maori? Why should I target me? I would even kill my own flesh and blood?" Mo Yuxi scolded angrily.

Yang Zhijiu looked panicked, but he still calmly said, "What did you say? I don't understand, but I tell you, Mo Yuxi, if you don't agree to marry me, you will be demoted from the Holy Land of Dazhao. At that time, I will still capture you, and no one can protect you!"

"Discounted from the Holy Land of Dazhao? Humph, Daojun of Maori is so bold, and you are so cruel. I will use the lives of seven brothers to exchange for me to marry you? If I really marry you, one day, like you brothers, you will easily slaughter and use it to deceive other women!" Mo Yuxi said coldly.

"No, Yuxi, why would I harm you? My brother and the others actually...!" Yang Zhijiu shouted in a hurry, and in the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped.

"Mo Yuxi, I tell you that I am here to give you face and don't want to embarrass you. If you marry now, you can still maintain a little bit of demeanor. My father is ready to report to the Holy Lord. When the Holy Lord speaks, you can't escape from my palm again. You killed my seven brothers. In order to compensate my father, the Holy Lord will definitely agree to my father's request!" Yang Zhijiu said coldly.

"Get out!" Mo Yuxi shouted.

"snort!"

Yang Zhijiu shook his sleeves and walked out of the hall angrily. There was no trace in a blink of an eye.

A silence in the hall reads a novel.

"It seems that what the Saint Maiden guessed should be right, and the souls of the seven elder brothers Yang Zhijiu must still be in the hands of Taoist Lord Maori!" Mr. Wen Ruo analyzed.

"To marry me? Why did the Taoist Lord Mao Ri have to spend such a big Zhou seal?" Mo Yuxi frowned.

"Um?"

"With the current achievements of Taoist Lord Mao Ri, if he likes any saint, and informs the saint Lord, the saint will agree to let the saint be his daughter-in-law. But for my sake, Taoist Lord Mao Ri will have to spend such a big Zhou seal?" Mo Yuxi said inexplicably.

"This shows that there is something that even Taoist Lord Mao Ri cannot shake! This kind of thing is more important in Jing Zhao's eyes than Taoist Lord Mao Ri!" Yan Chuan analyzed in a deep voice.

As he said that, everyone looked at the token, with the word "wu" on it.

"Mr. Wenruo, please trouble you!" Yan Chuan said.

"Oh? Please tell me, Emperor Yan!"

"Please help me collect some information. During the period from the time when the Beimo Palace blood case occurred, some information about the Daojun of Maori, Yang Zhijiu, and Guyue Shengzi!" Yan Chuan said.

"Okay, no problem! Is there any way for Emperor Yan?" Mr. Wen Ruo said curiously.

"How? Haha, let's take a look at them first. By the way, if you can get the Holy Son of Gu Yue, Yang Zhijiu and the others' blood would be even better. If you can't get it, you can get some of their hair!" Yan Chuan said.

"Okay, I'll try my best!" Mr. Wen Ruo nodded.

"Is there a way?" Mo Yuxi frowned.

"From Yang Zhijiu's words, we can probably see that Yang Zhijiu should know the whole thing. Since he knows it, then pry it out of his mouth!" Yan Chuan said with a calm expression.

"How to pry it? The Taoist Lord of Mao Ri is very concerned about Yang Zhijiu. As long as Yang Zhijiu is unexpected, the Taoist Lord of Mao Ri will definitely be able to arrive in an instant. This is the holy land of Dazhao!" Mo Yuxi frowned.

"I know, but with your quick token, I have also thought of a solution. You can wait. As long as the news received by Mr. Wen Ruo is the same as what I think, we can immediately take the initiative and let the Taoist Lord Mao Ri, even if he watches, he can't stop it!" Yan Chuan said in his eyes.

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