Mu Yun made a thorough plan to put the blame on them, even if the blame fails, then Mu Yun will continue to kill people and continue to provoke conflicts between the two sides.

In this way, it is not an alliance that completely trusts each other, it will fall apart, and even...between each other, they will fight each other!

Because of itself, now it is because the three sects are uniting in search of Mu Yun.

But this kind of union itself is actually full of contradictions.

Had it not been for the death of the sect elder, coupled with the obstacles of Cang Zhongtong, Qiu Yongchao, Shang Yunxi and other top disciples, the three disciples would have fought.

But now, there is one more Mu Yun, adding more oil and jealousy in private, and the three parties are definitely going to fight.

Mu Yun took off the three-person space storage ring, and after cracking it open, carefully selected the three-person's things.

In the end, I chose a piece of the Daojue scroll fragment that could not only represent the identity of the three people, but was not so easy to investigate, and threw it in a corner of the courtyard.

The expressions of Li Chun, Duer and Wang Meng'en changed.

"Next, I need your help!"

When the three of them heard Mu Yun's words, they were even more furious and said: "You bastard, you..."

"Wang Mengen, it's you!"

Mu Yun grabbed Wang Mengen's neck and sneered, "Now, I give you a chance to find Qiu Yongchao and Ding Xuri in Xiaoyao Palace, and give you a chance to expose my tricks!"

With that, Mu Yun slapped Wang Mengen's neck directly with a slap, almost shattering his soul, but left a sigh of relief.

"roll!"

Throwing Wang Mengen into the air, Mu Yun smiled and said: "I will take Duer and Li Chun and look at you from behind. If you don't go to Xicheng District, I will kill you directly. Of course, you will die halfway. Then... I guess my plan will succeed!"

Wang Mengen only felt that his whole body was spinning, he didn't know the north, south, east, and west at all, but his head was full of Mu Yun's triumphant smile.

He can't die!

Wang Mengen immediately jumped and headed towards Xicheng District...

Mu Yunguo really carried Duer and Li Chun and followed all the way.

"Mu Yun, what do you want to do?" Durr shouted.

"what?"

Mu Yun smiled and said: "The three of you and the six Cangmian had a previous conflict. Many people knew that, but the three of you were holding a grudge. They found Cangmian to retaliate in the middle of the night and blocked them with formations. As a result...you Overestimated myself, underestimated Cangmian, Wang Mengen was killed, you two survived."

"Then in the middle of the night, Wang Mengen was seriously injured and went to find Qiu Yongchao and Ding Xuri. In order to help you cover up, they said that Wang Mengen was dead and you two were missing. They did not know what happened. ..."

"Such a story is generally plausible. I think Cang Zhongtong, Cang Mengyin, and Cang Han Xiao three people can't swallow this breath, right?"

"Even if I swallow it, I will kill a few more people, I think I won't be able to swallow it anyway!"

Li Chun roared: "Mu Yun, you are too cruel!"

"ruthless?"

Mu Yun smiled and said, "Didn't you catch me and kill me? How come you say I'm cruel?"

The two snorted coldly.

At this time, Wang Mengen came to Xicheng District, outside a luxurious mansion.

Outside the gate, Wang Mengen slapped the gate.

The door opened, and several figures walked out.

"Wang Menengen, what's the matter?"

One person saw that Wang Mengen's vitality was almost cut off, and his face was ugly.

Wang Mengen whimpered: "It's Mu... Mu Yun... it's him... trapped..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Mengen's body suddenly burst, and the faces of a few people outside the gate were shocked.

Mu Yun!

At this moment, a few figures walked out of the courtyard, leading the two, one in a black shirt and the other in a white robe, and their temperaments were bright and dark, setting off each other.

"Brother Qiu!"

"Brother Ding!"

Seeing the two, several other Xiaoyao Palace disciples looked respectful.

"What's wrong?"

Qiu Yongchao, dressed in black, had a murderous voice.

"Wang Mengen is dead!" a disciple said tremblingly.

Ding Xuri, who was wearing a white robe, knelt down and frowned as he looked at the corpse of Wang Mengen on the ground.

"I was crushed by someone, and my soul was broken..."

Qiu Yongchao's eyes were cold, and he said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

"We don't know, but when we saw him come back suddenly, he said a few words just like this!"

"What word?"

"Mu Yun!" a disciple said: "He mentioned Mu Yun's name."

Mu Yun?

At this time, Qiu Yongchao and Ding Xuri's expressions changed.

They have been searching for Mu Yun for more than a year, but they have no clue. Now, Mu Yun has jumped out by himself?

"Gather everyone!"

Qiu Yongchao immediately said: "Immediately give orders, Mu Yun is very likely to find him in this ancient city of Cangmao, regardless of all costs!"

"Yes."

The figures spread out immediately.

This night, the ancient city of Cangmao was destined to not be silent.

However, the next day, early in the morning, the Cang people, led by the three Tianjiao Cangzhongtong, Cangmengyin, and Canghanxiao, there were hundreds of masters of Taoism and Taiwan, and they came violently.

"Qiu Yongchao!"

"Give me an explanation!"

A cold snort sounded, Cang Zhongtong was tall, with unparalleled temperament, standing outside the courtyard gate, his voice spreading for dozens of miles without concealment.

In the courtyard, more than a dozen disciples of the Xiaoyao Palace appeared one after another.

Not long after, Qiu Yongchao and Ding Xuri also appeared outside the gate.

"Brother Zhongtong, what is this for?" Ding Xuri smiled slightly, like a spring breeze and mu, making it hard for people to feel sick.

"do what?"

Cangzhong let out a cold snort and ordered someone to carry up a few corpses.

It was the remaining ashes of Cangmian and Cangqin.

It's impossible to distinguish the human form at all.

Qiu Yongchao and Ding Xuri, you look at me, I look at you, even more puzzled.

Cang Zhongtong hummed: "Don't you understand?"

"This is the corpse of several people in Cangmian, who died in the courtyard where they lived last night, silently!"

"And in the courtyard, we found something."

As he said, Cang Zhongtong raised his palm, and a scroll with broken pages emerged. Cang Zhongtong hummed, "I am the Xiaoyao Palace Taoist Art, this is what you Xiaoyao Palace disciples can only cultivate, right?"

"Although this broken page has no fonts, the scroll material is the exclusive property of your Xiaoyao Palace!"

Hearing this, Qiu Yongchao, Ding Xuri immediately understood.

"Cang Zhongtong!"

Qiu Yongchao shouted: "Even if it is unique to our Xiaoyao Palace, there are many disciples in Xiaoyao Palace. It is not surprising that some of the disciples were killed, their possessions were robbed, and others got it!"

"You mean, our Xiaoyao Palace disciple, killed your Cang people?"

"Don't admit it yet?"

Cang Zhongtong sneered and said: "Then let me ask you, what did you people in Xiaoyao Palace do last night?"

As soon as he said this, Qiu Yongchao's expression condensed.

Ding Xuri couldn't help but said, "It was Wang Menengen of our Xiaoyao Palace. He met Mu Yun and was killed by Mu Yun. Mu Yun may be in the ancient city of Cangmao!"

"Mu Yun?"

Hearing this, Cang Zhongtong laughed immediately.