Ancestor Linghu changed his tone, looked directly into Nangong Wan's eyes and said:

"For those who killed those three Mulan Masters, I can roughly guess that fellow Taoist Nangong has ever heard of Luo Hong's name?"

The high-level monks who have been in this area recently are most likely participants in the trade fair. Among them, there are only a few participants who have the ability to kill three powerful high-level magicians.

As for the few people known to Ancestor Linghu, they would not cause the current disturbance, and only the fake infant casual cultivator Luo Hong could be excluded.

"Luo Hong?"

Nangong Wan thought back thoughtfully, and suddenly a shameful and dusty memory was opened. She remembered a name she had seen when she was investigating Han Li, and her expression changed.

Sure enough she knew!

Ancestor Linghu's heart sank. He happened to pass through this place from Dujian Peak to the Hidden Moon Sect. He suspected that Luo Hong was a monk secretly trained by the Hidden Moon Sect, so he specially waited for Nangong Wan here.

The results of the test really made Ancestor Linghu feel uneasy.

The current great elder of the Hidden Moon Sect is an ambitious man. If there is another Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect, his life in Huang Maple Valley will be difficult!

In an instant, Ancestor Linghu had already considered whether to unite with the Jujian Sect and other sects to deal with the oppression of the Hidden Moon Sect in the future.

"I only know one monk named Luo Hong.

In the past, one of the disciples of Elder Li Huayuan from your noble sect had this name."

Nangong Wan looked at Ancestor Linghu strangely, doubting the other party's intention of asking questions knowingly.

"Are you a disciple of my sect?"

Ancestor Linghu was shocked. All the strategies he had thought up in his mind were in vain, and he suddenly lost his intention to talk to Nangong Wan.

"We will talk about this later."
Chapter completed!