Su Zimo's shock

Mu Yunxuan furrowed his brows. They were members of Tianmen, who never concerned themselves with worldly affairs. They only sought ways to retaliate against the Xuanming Palace. Yet today, they had barged into the capital city of Haoyue Kingdom. What could be their purpose?

Su Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly. She had been involved in the martial world for over two years, but she had no knowledge of these people and their origins.

"Mo'er, be careful. All of them are experts below the fifth stage of the Golden Profound Realm."

Mu Yunxuan pulled Su Zimo close to him.

"What's their background? And who are they here to kill? Are you joking when you say they have cultivations below the fifth stage of the Golden Profound Realm?" Su Zimo's lips twitched. It was truly an unusual day.

"Mo'er, why would I joke at a time like this? They are members of Tianmen. In any case, be cautious and don't leave my side."

Mu Yunxuan was unsure who their target was.

But one thing was certain: they were not after him. Whom did Tianmen seek? He would soon find out.

"Who is Su Zimo?" Among the masked men in black, there was a burly man with a shaved head and a ghost mask.

Su Zimo's expression changed, feeling somewhat dumbfounded. Damn it, these people had actually come for her.

What had she, Su Zimo, done to offend Tianmen?

Mu Yunxuan's gaze brimmed with killing intent. If they dared to harm Mo'er, he wouldn't hesitate to annihilate every last one of them from Tianmen.

Murong Shaofeng had also heard of Tianmen. Learning that they had come for Su Zimo, his gentle eyes turned cold and ruthless, his weapon at the ready.

Emperor Haoyue glanced at Su Zimo, wondering why she always attracted trouble. Tianmen never concerned themselves with worldly affairs, so why did they specifically come for Su Zimo?

"I am Su Zimo, the mistress of this mansion. What brings you all here?" Su Zimo smiled, her face radiating beauty. Since they had called her out by name, she should give them some face.

"Not bad! Quite beautiful, and most importantly, bold. Our law protector likes that," the burly man said teasingly, lecherously staring at Su Zimo. His murky eyes roamed provocatively over her graceful curves, becoming increasingly lascivious.

"Ah!" Suddenly, the bald man let out a painful roar. The mask on his face shattered, shocking everyone. They turned their gazes to the bald man, who was now covered in blood, screaming in agony while clutching his eyes!

Before they could regain their composure, Mu Yunxuan struck again. Swiftly shifting sideways, a golden light flashed from his hand, tearing the bald man into pieces, nearly disintegrating him.

Su Zimo swiftly turned her head, bewildered by the anger radiating from Mu Yunxuan's face.

Mu Yunxuan sneered, his voice transmitting directly into the ears of the bald man.

"Daring to molest a woman under my protection, you're not even allowed to use your eyes. Today, none of you will leave here alive."

With a sudden burst of strength, the bald man mustered his final effort to look at Mu Yunxuan. Eventually, he closed his eyes, unwilling.

Mu Yunxuan was familiar with Tianmen's operations. Tianmen's members never appeared in groups unless there was an urgent matter. These members had most likely left Tianmen without permission, which meant there were members of Tianmen present in the capital city of Haoyue Kingdom.

At that moment, a black-masked man emerged from where the bald man had fallen. His eyes flickered with surprise and coldness. The law protector had actually died. Among the densely packed black-masked men, this man stood out with his tall stature. As he turned around, a dense black mist enveloped his entire body. His cold eyes fixed on Mu Yunxuan.

Mu Yunxuan had managed to kill the law protector in such a short time. What level of cultivation had he reached?

Everything happened too quickly. The expressions on everyone's faces were filled with terror as they continued to speculate about Mu Yunxuan's cultivation.

Especially Murong Zeyu, he thought to himself that this trip had truly been worthwhile. Mu Yunxuan's cultivation had reached an incredible level. Knowing oneself and the enemy leads to victory in every battle. These people had arrived just in time. If Su Zimo truly possessed a Profound Artifact, he would definitely use it today to save his own life.

Su Qi squinted his eyes, feeling annoyed that his mother was always on someone's mind. Ah, his mother was quite popular wherever she went.

Being beautiful was troublesome. Even at a time like this, Su Qi couldn't help but sigh. How much experience did this child have to show no fear in such a situation?

In an instant, the entire street became extremely restless. The common people had long been frightened and fled in all directions, leaving only Su Zimo and her companions on the street.

"For the law protector's revenge." The man stared sharply at Mu Yunxuan.

"Hmph! If you seek revenge, then come and die!" Mu Yunxuan exuded a chilling aura, akin to the depths of winter.

"Attack!" With a loud roar, over a hundred black-masked men rushed towards Su Zimo and her group.

"Qi'er, protect your Auntie. Don't let her get hurt."

Su Zimo's biggest concern was her sister. With her cultivation level, she was no match for these people.

"Momo, don't worry about me." Su Zimo's face remained fearless. She wasn't afraid of death, but she didn't want to burden her sister.

"Mother, Qi'er will protect Auntie. Mother, please be careful."

Su Qi shouted loudly, summoning his Fire Silver. He lifted Su Zimo onto the horse, and they swiftly rode away.

There was no room for Su Zimo to be afraid. A black-masked man had already appeared beside her.

"Shaofeng, protect the Emperor." Su Zimo shouted loudly. The icy snow chains hidden in her sleeves flew out, colliding with the black-masked man's blade, producing a resounding clash.

The leading man emitted waves of white light, surrounded by a dazzling aura that condensed into a pillar of light. It charged toward Mu Yunxuan like a towering presence amidst the vast ocean, immense and unstoppable.

"Momo, be careful..." Mu Yunxuan's words were interrupted by a loud rumble as a white light in the shape of a wolf emerged before him, immense and boundless, charging towards him with a killing intent.

Mu Yunxuan swiftly moved, a burst of golden light radiating from his body as he collided with the wolf-shaped white light at a lightning-fast speed. In an instant, a tremendous destructive force erupted.

The black-masked man was violently sent flying, clutching his chest and coughing up blood.

Mu Yunxuan didn't have time to think about anything else. He swiftly moved around Su Zimo, afraid that she might be harmed.

"Mu Yunxuan, don't worry about me. My cultivation may not be as high as theirs, but with the Profound Ice and Snow technique in my hands, it's comparable to their cultivation," Su Zimo said as she fought back against one of the black-masked men.

"No, Momo. I won't leave your side," Mu Yunxuan swore in his heart. He would never let Momo get hurt.

Meanwhile, Haoyue Emperor and Nalan Li Xin were surrounded by Murong Shaofeng, Murong Zeyu, and the arriving Mu Yunhan and Mu Yunfan. They were attacking the approaching black-masked men.

"Nuan'er, Nian'er," Nalan Wenhao and Situ Ruoyan, who followed closely behind, watched everything in astonishment.

Especially Situ Ruoyan, her body trembled with intense anguish as she watched Su Zimo fiercely fighting among the black-masked men.

Nalan Wenhao waved his hand, and the hidden guards appeared. Mu Yunxuan's people also arrived at this moment.

Su Zimo didn't have many concerns and couldn't afford to be distracted. She only knew that someone had come to help them.

The situation became increasingly tense. It was difficult to deal with cultivators at the fifth stage of the Golden Profound Realm, and these black-masked men were highly trained. The surging profound energy tore through the surrounding objects, shredding everything in its path.

"You take the Queen to the room over there," Nalan Wenhao instructed the two guards behind him.

"Your Majesty, that's not advisable," the two guards naturally understood Nalan Wenhao's meaning.

"Do you want to defy the imperial order? This king will be fine. You protect the Queen."

"Wenhao, be careful," Situ Ruoyan knew that she had to protect herself well so as not to become a burden to them.

"Don't worry!" Nalan Wenhao glanced at Situ Ruoyan and quickly flew towards Su Zimo's side.

Behind Su Zimo, a black-masked man was about to attack her from behind, but Mu Yunxuan had already noticed. Just as Mu Yunxuan was about to kill the black-masked man, someone beat him to it.

Su Zimo also sensed it and turned her head slightly to look at Nalan Wenhao.

"Momo, be careful, don't get distracted," Nalan Wenhao quickly reminded her.

Su Zimo looked at Nalan Wenhao with a puzzled expression. Where did he come from? How did he know her name?

Su Zimo suddenly felt that she understood less and less about this world as she lived on.

At this moment, the black-masked man who had been knocked down by Mu Yunxuan seemed to instantly recover. He stood up and swiftly attacked Mu Yunxuan.

It was a tremendous and earth-shattering battle. In the final confrontation, countless casualties were inevitable.

Mu Yunxuan keenly observed the movements of the black-masked man. He had already taken action, his body radiating boundless golden light, emitting a powerful aura.

Mu Yunxuan's eyes turned icy, and he planned to move with Su Zimo to avoid the attack. However, Su Qi's figure suddenly descended. "Father, you go deal with the leader of the black-masked men, and Qi'er will help Mother."

Su Qi calmly spoke. The more he watched from above, the more anxious he became. There were too many black-masked men, and although his mother had the advantage with the Profound Ice and Snow technique, it still consumed a lot of energy.

"Alright!" Mu Yunxuan felt somewhat relieved. With a swift movement, golden light radiated from within him like holy light.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion erupted as Mu Yunxuan and the leader of the black-masked men charged at each other!

"Bang...!" The two were sent flying dozens of meters away.

Splurt! The leader of the black-masked men once again spewed blood.

Meanwhile, Mu Yunxuan remained unharmed.

With that strike, the man felt as if his body had been pierced through, and he looked at Mu Yunxuan with fear. If Mu Yunxuan had used a bit more force, his fate would have been the same as the Grand Protector's, torn apart and shattered to death.

"Zimo, Jincheng, stop them! Don't let any of them escape," Mu Yunxuan shouted loudly at Zimo and Jing Huai. He was now certain that these people were not from the Tianmen Sect, but rather enemies who had been offended by Zimo's unintentional actions, leading them to sneak into the city to kill her.

"Don't worry!" Zimo responded.

The leader of the black-masked men trembled. Mu Yunxuan was known for his words and actions; he truly intended to kill every one of them.

"Mother!" A furious roar echoed as Su Li's voice reached them. His figure instantly appeared in front of Su Zimo, glaring at the black-masked men.

"Li'er, you're here?" Su Zimo gasped for breath, exhausted from the fight. These enemies were not easy to deal with.

"Mother, be careful," Su Li said, his delicate face filled with determination.

His cultivation at the first stage of the Divine Rank instantly clashed with the black-masked men. Despite his small stature, he exerted immense force with accuracy, ruthlessness, and speed.

Su Zimo was momentarily stunned, amazed by her own son. When did Li'er advance again? It seemed that as his mother, she was now the last in line.

Nalan Wenhao also looked at Su Li in astonishment. Such cultivation at such a young age was truly heaven-defying.

"Mother, what time is it now? You're still lost in thought?" Su Qi, after killing a person with his Great Blaze Divine Bow, ran to Su Zimo's side.

"Um..." Su Zimo was dazed. Wasn't she allowed to be amazed?

"Momo, be careful," Nalan Wenhao exclaimed, and Su Zimo quickly turned around. A sword emitting silver light was swung towards her.

Su Zimo widened her eyes, seeing only a flurry of blades.

Her lips slightly parted, feeling somewhat confused. Just as she was about to react, someone suddenly pushed her.

"Hiss..." Immediately after, the sound of flesh being sliced open could be heard.

Mu Yunxuan leaped forward and swiftly arrived by Su Zimo's side.

Su Zimo turned her head abruptly, only to see a gash on Nalan Wenhao's arm. As blood gushed out, Su Zimo was stunned, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"You... How could this happen?" Su Zimo stared at the flowing blood, her heart shaken more than ever.

"Momo, are you alright? It's okay, don't worry," Nalan Wenhao looked at Su Zimo with a trace of concern in his eyes.

"Momo, did you get hurt?" Nalan Wenhao wanted to pull Su Zimo closer to check, but Mu Yunxuan was one step ahead, embracing Su Zimo in his arms.

He looked at Nalan Wenhao with suspicion.

Amidst her shock, Su Zimo still stared blankly at Nalan Wenhao's bleeding arm.

"Mother..." Su Qi naturally understood why his mother had such an expression.

"Ah! Qi'er, quickly go and check..." Su Zimo suddenly didn't know how to address Nalan Wenhao.

"Your Majesty."

Suddenly, a man dressed in black armor knelt down.

"I failed to protect you, willingly accepting punishment."

"It's fine, you may step back," Nalan Wenhao waved his hand.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Your Majesty? Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan quickly exchanged glances.

He was the king of the Li Xia Kingdom?

But why did he know her...?

Why did he take the sword for her?

Why...?

"Qingfeng, increase the speed and kill them all," Mu Yunxuan roared angrily, his expression dark.

"Okay!" Zimo moved swiftly and agilely, shuttling back and forth among the black-masked men.

The leader of the black-masked men struggled to get up and glanced at the distance between Mu Yunxuan and himself. No matter what, he had to escape.

He had a premonition that things were not going well. Mu Yunxuan's cultivation had reached an incredible level.

They were now trapped by the people of Cloud City, with no chance of escaping.

Moreover, his condition was terrible. His internal organs felt like they were about to burst, and his body was nearing exhaustion. His plan had brought him to this point, fighting with these people, but he was running on fumes.

I refuse to accept this defeat.

The leader of the black-masked men roared in his heart.

Now, he had pushed the Tianmen Sect into a desperate situation, dooming them to great calamity.

With this assassination attempt, Mu Yunxuan would surely not stand idly by. He would do everything possible to find the location of the Tianmen Sect. In order to protect Su Zimo, he would definitely take ruthless actions against the Tianmen Sect.

On the desolate street, every sword in everyone's hands was without hesitation, emitting dazzling brilliance. With each swing, a tragic light accompanied it.

"Your Majesty, let Qi wrap your wound!" Su Qi suggested, as he had his father by his mother's side protecting her, he could attend to Nalan Wenhao's wound.

"Alright! Your name is Qi?" Nalan Wenhao looked at Su Qi with affection.

"Yes! My name is Su Qi." Su Qi nodded and quickly took out a pill from his spatial ring.

"Your Majesty, thank you for saving my mother. This is a divine-level third-grade healing pill. After Your Majesty takes it, the wound will heal quickly," Su Qi handed the pill to Nalan Wenhao.

"A divine-level third-grade healing pill?" Nalan Wenhao looked at it and a hint of shock flashed in his deep eyes. "Qi'er, did you refine this divine-level third-grade healing pill?" He had been in the Haoyue Imperial Capital for two days now, and stories about him and his brother were circulating everywhere.

"Your Majesty, Qi'er refined it. Please take it quickly! My mother saw you bleeding, and she would blame herself," Su Qi pouted, and his delicate face occasionally glanced towards Su Zimo's direction.

"Alright! I'll take it."

Nalan Wenhao quickly consumed the divine-level third-grade healing pill.

The pill melted in his mouth, and a warm energy spread throughout his body, gradually healing the wounded area.

A warm feeling surged in Nalan Wenhao's heart as he looked at Su Zimo's side profile with affection.

As he witnessed one enemy after another falling, the leader of the black-masked men's eyes filled with a sinister rage. He truly couldn't accept this defeat. If it weren't for his cultivation gradually deteriorating, his essence and vital energy withering away, and him reaching the end of his rope, he was confident that he could still fight. Even if he couldn't match Mu Yunxuan and was no match for him, it would still be better than the current situation. He felt extremely suffocated at the moment.

He wouldn't die here. Gradually, the man sought an opportunity to escape.

"Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Another streak of sword light flashed by, and the relentless slaughter left the Tianmen Sect's members in a state of shock and anger, but they were helpless. They were simply no match for these people.

Mu Yunxuan coldly observed everything before him, his heart filled with rage and his eyes exuding a murderous intent.

The Tianmen Sect's members also had the determination to fight to the death. They witnessed their brothers falling one by one, yet remained indifferent.

Mu Yunxuan sneered. This was what the Tianmen Sect had trained their people to become. They had no sense of affection or familial ties, only resorting to any means necessary to achieve their goals.

This scene deeply shocked everyone present.

"Kill!" Su Li's voice resounded, his delicate face filled with anger. The word 'kill' carried an overwhelming rage.

When he saw the sword aimed at his mother just now, only he knew how scared he was!

All he could do was to kill these people, preventing them from causing any more trouble.

Today, Su Li would unleash a massacre!

His furious roar drew everyone's attention to him.

"Li'er, don't..." Su Zimo shouted loudly.

However, Su Li turned a deaf ear, his small figure resembling a nimble dragon as he ruthlessly attacked.

Soon, several black-masked men fell to the ground.

"Yunxuan, go and stop Li'er. He saw me almost getting hurt earlier, and now his mind is completely consumed by anger," Su Zimo said.

"Meng'er, do you think Li'er's anger will dissipate if he doesn't kill them?" Mu Yunxuan remained unmoved. His son, Su Li, must be merciless when necessary. He couldn't afford to be soft-hearted; otherwise, it would be akin to releasing a tiger back into the mountains.

"Yunxuan, you've gone mad! Li'er is only five years old..." Suddenly, Su Zimo realized that Su Li was only five years old. So what? In this world, if you aren't ruthless, you will be killed. Even after six years, she still hadn't fully adapted to this era.

The leader of the black-masked men made up his mind. Even though he couldn't kill Su Zimo today, his goal had been achieved. The Xuanbing Snow Lotus had already been unveiled, and Su Zimo would no longer have peaceful days. The eight Supreme Xuan Artifacts must be in the hands of Su Zimo and her family.

Suddenly, the man threw a smoke bomb. When Su Li's essence reached the man's location, he disappeared in an instant, leaving behind a large pit on the ground.

Everyone couldn't help but be astonished and shocked as they looked at Su Li. Such formidable power burst forth from such a small body. If that black-masked man had been a little slower, he would have been torn to shreds.

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