At this time, a secluded and deserted dead corner of Qili Town.

Hua Yin said to Yi Zhuofeng who was facing him not far away, "Young Master, the leader ordered me to get the three magic weapons."

Yi Zhuofeng's handsome eyes narrowed slightly, and he still didn't say a word after pondering for a long time.

Hua Yin said again: "Young Master, the leader ordered me to get three magic weapons."

Yi Zhuofeng finally spoke and said lightly: "Go back and tell him that I will take back the three treasures, but it won't be now."

Hua Yin shook his head, and his tone seemed more respectful than before, "Young Master, the leader is your biological father. I will take the three magic weapons back to him. What are you worried about? Now that the young master Tianjiao is dead, sooner or later you will be the leader's heir."

A cold smile appeared on Yi Zhuofeng's mouth and said, "I'm worried that these three treasures will fall into the hands of others. So, I'll take them back to Tianyi one day."

Hua Yin also smiled and shook his head and said, "Young Master, I think no one in the world knows that you killed the three leaders to obtain the treasures of the three sects. Moreover, the people of the three sects have not yet discovered that the treasures hidden in their respective secret rooms have long disappeared. So you can rest assured that someone will take them away from me!"

"I didn't kill the three masters!" Yi Zhuofeng tightened the Chengying Sword in his hand and turned around angrily.

"Oh?" Looking at Yi Zhuofeng's murderous eyes, Hua Yin seemed to believe but not believe.
Chapter completed!