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C1854 Murong Xue is dead!



C1854 Murong Xue is dead!

"What's going on?" Murong Xue looked at Xiao Chen and the others with suspicion.    

    

Xiao Chen gestured to Dao Qing, and Dao Qing came to Murong Xue's side, while Murong Yu also came to Xiao Chen's side. Murong Yu looked at Xiao Chen, and the two of them looked at each other without saying anything.    

    

"Give them some privacy." Xiao Batian said, then led the girls and left.    

    

"Did you hate me?" After a long while, Murong Yu asked.    

    

"Why should I hate you?" Xiao Chen asked.    

    

"Because I've never done what a mother should do." Murong Yu said.    

    

"It's not your fault." To be honest, he didn't even know how he was feeling at the moment. As for the memories he had, he was an orphan, and upon finding out that his parents might still be alive, the thought of finding them suddenly arose in his heart. As for why, perhaps he wasn't even sure.    

    

"I …" Just as Murong Yu wanted to say something, Xiao Chen had already opened his mouth: "Mother, those girls just now were all my wives, which is also your daughter-in-law. I want to help you guys recover your bodies as soon as possible.    

    

Hearing this, Murong Yu was startled, and in the next moment, a gentle smile appeared on her face. Just the word 'mother', was enough to replace thousands of words.    

    

"Oh right, I will not bother about Murong Xue anymore, but regarding this matter, I do not wish to let Xiao Zhantian and the others know." Xiao Chen said again.    

    

"He has nothing to do with me." Murong Yu said.    

    

Xiao Chen nodded his head. Actually, this was Xiao Batian's intention as well, after all, his son wasn't the God Realm's Xiao Zhantian. His son was already dead.    

    

Xiao Chen brought Murong Yu to find a few women. After formally introducing Murong Yu's identity, the girls all became a little reserved. After all, this was their mother-in-law.    

    

A few days later, Sea of Lost, Xiao Zhantian, Xiao Ling and the others were all present. Right at this moment, a figure flashed by.    

    

"Where is my mother, Yun Meng, and the rest?" Xiao Ling asked immediately after seeing Xiao Chen.    

    

Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Zhantian, and then looked at Xiao Ling coldly: "Murong Xue is already dead, Chu Yunmeng is my wife. I advise you not to have any thoughts of her, otherwise, I will kill you."    

    

"What!?" Murong Xue is dead? " Hearing this, everyone was shocked.    

    

"Why would Murong Xue die?" An old man walked out from the crowd. His body emitted a cold aura and the surroundings were filled with signs of being frozen.    

    

"I killed him." Xiao Chen looked at the old man, and a look of surprise flashed past his eyes. The old man was The God of Creation.    

    

"There are actually five The God of Creation s. It seems like there are quite a few old fellows hidden in the three Sacred Grounds."    

    

"You deserve to die!" The old man's eyes were filled with killing intent, with that, he arrived in front of Xiao Chenshen, holding a large blade in his hand, he slashed at Xiao Chen's head, but when the blade was an inch away from Xiao Chen's head, the old man's body suddenly froze in mid air.    

    

"If you don't want the Murong Family to exterminate its entire clan, you can continue to seek revenge." Xiao Chen glanced at the old man, and then casually walked through the crowd. Everyone looked at the old man who was frozen in mid air, and could not say a word.    

    

The dignified The God of Creation was actually frozen in mid air for five seconds. If the other party wanted to kill him, five seconds was more than enough for him to die one or two times.    

    

Xiao Chen did not want to get into a relationship with the Murong Family. It was also a fact that Murong Xue had died at his hands, and Murong Xue and her daughter had also decided to live in the Tian Xing Immortal Domain.    

    


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