King Leng Chasing His Wife: The Maid in the Tongfang Runs With the Ball

When Jun Wumo appeared, he asked: Who is that person?

The man snorted coldly and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you killed Wu Hua."

"I want to find the Holy Son theory, and I want to find out Wuhua's death."

Seeing this, Jun Wumo snorted angrily and said, "No matter what reason you came here, the Holy Land is now in a closed state, and any outsiders will be taken down."

Without further ado, Jun Wumo picked up the token and ordered everyone: "Are this person arrested?"

The man yelled angrily: "You are disregarding human life, you will regret it."

Jun Wumo frowned and slapped him on the chest.

The man's eyes widened in shock, and the next moment he closed his eyes, fell to the ground and passed out.

Jun Wumo signaled Dong Zhixia to tie up the man and take him down, and then interrogate him.

Dong Zhixia nodded and understood Jun Wumo's meaning.

She and Chang Ming worked together.

They were quickly tied up and taken down.

Jun Wumo turned his head and went back to the back to continue the retreat, but he still felt something was wrong, so he planned to go in and have a look.

He ordered: "Xia Xia, if something happens later, if I am hurt or in danger, don't worry about me."

"Take Chang Ming and leave quickly. Don't come back, and don't try to save me again."

Dong Zhixia was silent, pursing his lips and looking at him.Finally nodded in agreement.

Jun Wumo took a deep look at her, then headed towards the closed place.

When he entered inside, what he saw was the Holy Son who was meditating cross-legged, but the expression of the Holy Son was not quite right.

When Jun Wumo walked over, he reached out to check and found that the Son of God was dead.

And the Night Ghost Grass was beside him, and he didn't use it.

That is to say, the Holy Son died before he could use the Night Ghost Grass.

Seeing this, Jun Wumo sighed softly, turned around and was about to leave.

At this moment, a black whirlwind suddenly rolled up in the room.It seemed that there were countless voices whimpering and roaring.

Jun Wumo's heart trembled slightly, which was a very bad feeling.

He rushed towards the door in a hurry, but at this time he realized that it was already too late.

It turns out that the formation has already been set up in this room.

This formation seems to be able to trap people, and it can also make people fall into a deep sleep quickly.

Jun Wumo felt that the whole person was erratic.It seems to be spinning constantly in the water and floating like duckweed.

Slowly he felt his body float up.

Looking back, he saw his body lying on the ground, and his soul floating in mid-air.

At this time, he had already sensed that something was wrong, and when he turned his head, he saw a soul floating in mid-air not far away, just looking at him leisurely.

Jun Wumo looked at the man in shock.

The man said, "How is it? Isn't it strange why this happened?"

Jun Wumo understood as soon as he heard him speak.

This person is the Son, but why the soul and body are completely different.

Jun Wumo stared at him with wide eyes, puzzled.After a long time, he asked, "Who are you?"

The man on the other side laughed.

He said: "Speaking of which, I should be the first holy son of the Holy Land, and every subsequent one is actually me."

Jun Wumo was shocked.

The Holy Son slowly floated up to him, and said with a smile, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Lan Ye."

"For many years, no one has ever heard my name. Because those who I want to tell the name died before they could hear it."