I was thrown away at the beginning, and I will build a grave for you after I come back to life.

Everyone quickly dug a pit and buried the bodies of the Zhao family members, who had been squeezed dry into mummies, in a large mound.

Lin Molin waved his hand, and he and everyone else galloped all the way, and soon arrived at Platinum City.

The Zhao family in Platinum City is now in chaos.

The head of the family, Zhao Yi, is now in the ancestral hall, looking at the Zhao family's name tablets enshrined there, most of which are broken into pieces, including his son Zhao Jun's.

Heartbroken and grief-stricken.

His face was filled with resentment and anger. "Investigate, investigate for me, who did this?"

He paced back and forth in the ancestral hall anxiously, feeling secretly anxious. Suddenly he thought of something and alarm bells rang in his heart.

"No, Jun'er must have offended some big shot this time. Otherwise, with the Zhao family's influence in Platinum City, as long as his name is mentioned, others will be more or less afraid of the Zhao family and will not let my son die. Unless..."

Unless, others are not afraid of his Zhao family at all. Who knows, after killing his son, they are already coming to kill him. No, he can't just sit there and wait for death, he has to ask the city lord for help!

"Hurry up and call back the people who are investigating. This matter cannot be investigated. Follow me to the City Lord's Mansion to find Wang Shi."

Everyone immediately sprang into action, hurriedly following the Patriarch to the City Lord's Mansion. Along the way, the Patriarch's face grew terribly gloomy, and his inner uneasiness grew stronger.

Arriving at the City Lord's Mansion, the Patriarch eagerly requested to see the City Lord, Wang Shi. Wang Shi was somewhat surprised to hear that Patriarch Zhao had come, but upon seeing Patriarch Zhao's anxious expression, he knew something big was about to happen.

"Brother Zhao, why are you so panicked?" Wang Shi asked with a slight frown.

The head of the Zhao family quickly said, "Lord City Lord, my son Jun'er offended some powerful man and died. I am worried that his enemies will come after my family. I beg you, Lord City Lord, to protect me."

Wang Shi's expression froze. "In Platinum City, is there anyone else who dares to be so bold? Brother Zhao, do you know who did this?"

The Zhao family head shook his head helplessly. "I don't know either, but the other party is clearly not afraid of our Zhao family. Lord City Lord, now only you can protect our Zhao family."

Zhao Yi's attitude was sincere, because he had finally achieved perfection in the Golden Core and was about to reach the Nascent Soul stage. He couldn't let anything go wrong at this critical juncture.

Wang Shi pondered for a moment and nodded slowly. "I need to carefully consider this matter. If the other party truly has a powerful background, I cannot easily interfere. But rest assured, Brother Zhao, in Platinum City, we cannot allow others to act recklessly. I will send someone to investigate this matter, and I will inform Brother Zhao if I have any news. You go back and notify me immediately of any unusual movements."

Although Zhao Yi felt unwilling, he also knew that this matter could not be forced, so he could only express his gratitude and lead everyone away from the City Lord's Mansion.

He didn't dare to offend Wang Shi, as he still relied on the Wang family's trump card, the Yuanying ancestor Wang Kuang.

"Go to Tianling Mountain and send a distress message to the Tianya Sect's headmaster and Aoyue Sect's Elder Zhao, asking them to come."

Zhao Yi was still worried, so he quickly ordered his followers to go to one of the two sects to seek help.

At this moment, Zhao Qixian was still standing on the outskirts of the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits. There was no spiritual energy around, and all the spirit beasts and demonic beasts had retreated to the center. As a result, they were unable to cultivate, and without their daily supplies, they had no choice but to return to the sect empty-handed.

Lin Molin and his companions entered the city smoothly and were already standing at the gate of the Zhao family. When they saw someone coming out, Lin Molin's eyes lit up. Seeing that person's hurried steps, he thought that he might be recruiting someone to report the news.

"Come, catch him!" Lin Molin opened his red lips slightly, looking at the people from the Zhao family who came out with evil eyes.

Zhang Guanrong immediately unleashed his golden elixir's mighty power, effortlessly knocking the person who had just come out of the door to the ground.

"Oh, Master, you have no moral principles!"

Yang Zeming couldn't help but complain about his master. He was about to go up and take down this Zhao family member handsomely, but his master solved it directly.

Zhang Guanrong glanced at Yang Zeming, squinted his face and snorted coldly: On the battlefield, there is no martial ethics, only victory or defeat.

Yang Zeming curled his lips helplessly. He really learned the essence of his master, which is to be confident and thick-skinned!

Lin Molin looked indifferently at the Zhao family members who collapsed on the ground and chuckled, "Surround the Zhao family and don't let a single mosquito out. The show is about to begin!"

"Yes, Miss!" Bai Yu commanded the blood-sucking bees to immediately surround the Zhao family.

"Yong En, take the spirit crocodiles and guard the Zhao family's wall. Anyone who escapes will be your extra meal today!"

"Okay, Master!"

Yongen nodded excitedly, and the spirit crocodiles immediately gathered at the base of the Zhao family's wall, their heads held high, staring at the top of the wall. They were just waiting for the monk to descend from the sky and give them a feast!

"boom--"

There was a loud bang and something landed in the Zhao family yard. The person from the Zhao family who had just been captured fell from the sky and hit the ground heavily, creating a big hole. He was deader than dead.

Zhao Yi quickly pushed the door open and saw the scene in front of him. His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

Looking at the body on the ground, which was no longer in human form, a strong sense of anger and fear surged in his heart. He was angry that someone dared to be so presumptuous in the Zhao family, and he was also terrified that someone had no fear of the Zhao family and acted like this in the Zhao family.

He looked over the crowd, but she didn't recognize the woman in the lead.

When he saw Lu Xuan and others, his anger reached its peak. He had calculated everything, but he had never expected that it would be the declining sect of Sunset Sword Sect.

"Master Lu, what do you mean by this? Don't you understand your own strength and position? How dare you become an enemy of my Zhao family?"

Zhao Yi questioned angrily, his voice trembling slightly with anger. He thought it was some hidden boss, but he didn't expect it to be the Sunset Sword Sect.

These blind people don't even consider his Zhao family. Do they think they can offend him? Today, I will make sure they never return.

Zhao Yi's face was twisted with anger, and he was determined to make them pay the price for what they did today.

Lu Xuan stood aside, not taking Zhao Yi seriously at all, his face full of contempt and disdain.

The look on his face was as if he was looking at an insignificant ant, especially the "you're finished" expression on his face, which made Zhao Yi even more furious.

Zhao Yi was so angry at Lu Xuan's attitude that the veins on his forehead were exposed, and he looked like a volcano about to erupt.

However, he didn't know that the words "The End" would soon be written on his life script, and he was still jumping around happily like a grasshopper in autumn.

Lin Molin looked at Zhao Yi expressionlessly, as if he was looking at a dead person.

She said jokingly: "Your Zhao family has done so much evil that you will surely perish. Heaven has its own way, and it will not let anyone off the hook. Today, I am your retribution."

The voice was icy cold, as if coming from the Netherworld, making people shudder.

Zhao Yi's face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot. He snorted angrily, "Hmph, you guys think you can destroy my Zhao family? That's just a foolish dream."

Lin Molin laughed softly when she heard this, her laughter full of sarcasm. She looked at Zhao Yi casually, raised her chin slightly, and spoke with endless confidence and dominance.

"Oh, is it so?"