"Is it the Spirit Clan?" Zhao Ting's eyes faintly rose with a chill, "Could it be that the Spirit Officer in Jiangzhou City did it?"

Standing there and thinking for a moment, he suppressed the doubts in his heart, waved his hand, put the small corpse into the box, and turned to leave.

When I returned to Zhao's Mansion, only a quarter of an hour had passed.

instructed Zhao Si to bury Xiao Hou, and then Zhao Ting did not stay for a moment, and went to the Lin Mansion in Xicheng.

He had come to the Lin Mansion once earlier, so the concierge of the Lin Mansion also recognized him, and when he saw him coming, he politely welcomed him into the reception hall of the West Courtyard, and then ran to inform Lin Sijun.

It didn't take long for Lin Sijun to appear in the reception hall in a hurry.

Seeing that her face was flushed, she was extremely cute, holding the hem of her skirt in one hand, thinking that she had run all the way.

"Brother Zhao. ”

Zhao Ting stood up, smiled at her, and said, "Miss Lin." ”

As he spoke, he looked left and right twice, and was silent.

Lin Sijun suddenly understood, waved his hand, and said, "You all go down first." ”

The servants waiting in the reception hall said yes one after another, and retreated one after another, and after a while, only Zhao Ting and Lin Sijun were left in the huge reception hall.

Lin Sijun stepped over, lifted his skirt, sat beside Zhao Ting elegantly, and whispered in a voice that only he could hear: "If Brother Zhao doesn't dislike it, call me Sijun, it's always a girl, it's too angry." ”

After speaking, his cheeks were slightly red, and he couldn't help but look up and peek at Zhao Ting's reaction.

Zhao Ting nodded, with a smile on his face: "Okay, then I'll call you Sijun." ”

"Sijun, I have taken such liberty to visit because I have something to ask you for. ”

After a pause, he looked at Lin Sijun's inquiring eyes and continued: "You said that you know an old immortal. So I want you to help me inquire, the old immortal you are talking about captured a "Yin Yang Tomb" last night?"

"Old immortal?" Lin Sijun was stunned and reacted, "Oh, Brother Zhao, you mean Donald." ”

She tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "Well, as far as I know, Elder Tang has been protecting Lord Zhou Mu closely, and he has never relaxed for a moment. And the state pastor talked with my father all night last night, and Donald was also accompanied by him, as if he had never left. ”

Hearing this answer, Zhao Ting breathed a sigh of relief, and said secretly in his heart: "It's okay, it's okay, so it seems that Xiao's death and Wang Junwei's disappearance should not be done by this old Tang, but someone else." ”

"He has a big secret in him, and he must not fall into the hands of others, well, he must see people in life, and when he dies, he must also see corpses. Now there is less than a day left before last night's incident, and the Spirit Clan should not have left Jiangzhou yet, so they must be searched as soon as possible. ”

"How do I find it?"

He was thinking hard, but he heard Lin Sijun ask with some concern: "Brother Zhao, you ask this, is there something wrong?"

Zhao Ting came back to his senses and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, um, but it still needs to be dealt with." ”

"Oh," Lin Sijun nodded, and from his expression, he also saw some clues, and he didn't hold on anymore, "Then Brother Zhao go quickly, Sijun won't delay you." ”

"Good. ”

Bidding farewell to Lin Sijun, Zhao Ting walked all the way towards the south gate of Jiangzhou City, walking faster and faster, and disappeared on the long street in less than a moment.

Outside the southern city of Jiangzhou, about one or twenty miles.

There is a big mountain here, the mountain is steep, beautiful and long, because its shape is like a hidden dragon ascending to heaven, it is named Panlong Mountain.

The mountain is rich in products, there are many rare and exotic fruits, wild beasts and mountain ginseng, which is the best gift of nature to the villagers of Panlong Village at the foot of the mountain.

These villagers rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and their lives are rich.

It's just that, I don't know when it began, this Panlong Mountain has gradually changed, and it is no longer as generous and majestic as before.

In the valley between the mountains, bursts of clouds and mist began to rise, which did not disperse for a long time, covering the mountain with a veil of mystery.

Since then, most of the people who have entered the mountain have gone and never returned, and Panlong Mountain has slowly become an ominous place, and has become a taboo word in the mouths of the villagers of Panlong Village.

No one knows what is hidden in the mountains, but probably everyone who has seen it is dead.

But today, in Panlong Mountain, which has not been set foot in for a long time, an uninvited guest was ushered in.

On the side of the cliff that is 100 zhang high, the top of Panlong Mountain.

The mountain is dangerous, looking from afar, the sea of clouds is churning, if there is a giant dragon shuttling in it, it is magnificent.

On the edge of the cliff, a white-robed young man was standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes calmly looking at the rolling clouds in front of him.

"Do you show up on your own, or do I force you out?"

The sound fell into the vast sea of clouds, and there was no echo for a long time.

In the middle of the night, the wind suddenly rose!

The originally turbulent sea of clouds suddenly boiled, and a large area of clouds and mist dispersed, and then quickly regathered, condensing a huge human face in the air, and the mouths of the human faces were closed one by one, the face was majestic, and the voice was deafening: "Who are you?"

This penetrating sound collided back and forth between the valleys, startling many of the sleeping beasts in Panlong Mountain.

"Well, a third-order fog ghost. ”

In front of this cloud giant, Zhao Ting has seen an introduction to it in the Demon Ambition, it is a natural spirit born from the clouds and mist, does not eat people, but eats spirits, and has a strong sense of territory.

After a few glances, Zhao Ting raised his head and asked, "You are a subordinate of the East King" unknown?"

Hearing the word "East King", the cloud giant was obviously stunned, and only spoke after a while, his voice subconsciously lowered a lot, and his tone became respectful.

"Exactly, I don't know what is the relationship between Your Excellency and my lord "East King"?"

Although it didn't perceive a trace of killing power from Zhao Ting, it didn't feel the slightest discomfort and panic when this person faced him, especially the casual tone when he mentioned "East King", which was light and light.

All this made the cloud giant feel a sense of awe in his heart, and asked politely.

Zhao Ting did not answer his question, but waved his hand, and a faint blood-colored killing force came out of his body, gradually manifesting and condensing into a man's face in the air, it was Wang Junwei.

"You have been entrenched in this mountain for a long time, and everything around you can't escape your eyes, have you ever seen this person?"

The moment the blood-colored killing power appeared, the cloud giant's huge face couldn't help but be shocked.

It didn't expect that the guess in its heart turned out to be true, and the "humanoid" youth in front of it was really a fourth-order unknown.

Thinking of this, its attitude became more and more respectful, and it stopped asking, lowered its head and replied honestly: "I have never seen this person in Xia." ”

Zhao Ting also expected this result in his heart, withdrew his killing power, and continued to ask, "Then, did you find any traces of the Spirit Clan last night?"

"Elfs?" the Cloud Giant thought for a moment, "I haven't found this either. ”