Fang Yuan's mood was obviously a little broken, Song Yu didn't know how to persuade him when he saw this, he could only sigh and stand by silently.

At this time, Lin Ziqing patted Fang Yuan's shoulder and said, "The festival mourns and changes." ”

Fang Yuan hugged Lin Ziqing with his backhand, and the aggrieved voice echoed in the room: "I regret it, if I find out that this knife is wrong as soon as possible, then my sister won't have to die." ”

His words echoed in the room, Song Yu sighed and said: "Life can't be resurrected, we who are alive can only live well, don't let the dead worry about us in the sky, Fang Yuan, your sister must be watching you from the sky." ”

Fang Yuan didn't speak, but the depression that permeated the surroundings dissipated a lot.

Like Fang Yuan's appearance, he could only get out of his sadness, and Song Yu didn't have much to say at this time.

Not long after, Song Yu heard Lian Yichen's words: "Xiaoyu, this knife ......"

As soon as his words sounded, Fang Yuan, who was originally immersed in his emotions, suddenly burst out, rushed directly to the wall, ripped off the knife and threw it on the ground, and then he was about to step on the knife.

Seeing this scene, Song Yu was taken aback, she swooped to Fang Yuan's side, and pulled him by the shoulder, and then she took a few steps back sharply, and only after a certain distance away from the knife did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Pulling Fang Yuan away from the dangerous place, Song Yu glared at him: "You are looking for death, right, do you know that if you step on this foot, if you accidentally scratch a little skin, your fate will be the same as your sister." ”

Don't look at what it is, it's a murder weapon, isn't it looking for death if you step on it directly?

Song Yu's words made Fang Yuan hug his head and cry bitterly: "But I hate this thing, if it weren't for this thing, my sister wouldn't have to die." ”

Fang Yuan, a fat man who was still a little fat, was crying like this, looking at him like this, Song Yu sighed and looked at Lian Yichen.

"What do you think of this murder weapon?"

Lian Yichen shook his head and said with an unfathomable expression: "Let's take it away and destroy it, what do you think?" ”

A murder weapon like this should not have been left in the world, but it was still ruined.

Song Yu couldn't help but nod when he heard this, and then said to Fang Yuan: "If you believe us and hand over this thing to us to dispose of, we will definitely destroy this murder weapon that killed your sister." ”

Fang Yuan whimpered and said, "Take it away, I don't want to see this thing." ”

Song Yu and Lian Yichen glanced at each other, and then Lian Yichen reached out to take the murder weapon that was thrown on the ground.

It was at this moment that a burst of black smoke drifted from the window of Fang Yuan's room, seeing this scene, Lian Yichen hurriedly scooped the scimitar into his hand, and pulled Song Yu with one hand to look at the window with a wary face.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ziqing's heart moved, and he hurriedly pulled Fang Yuan towards the position of the door, and Lian Yichen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the other party's actions.

Just as the two of them came to the door and opened the door, a sound of glass shattering sounded, Fang Yuan and Lin Ziqing's faces became ugly, but at this time, they couldn't care so much, so they could only rush out of the door and hide.

In the room, Song Yu and Lian Yichen glanced at each other, and before they could say anything, a man with a gloomy face appeared in front of them.

It seemed that he didn't expect that there were still people standing under his black smoke attack, and the man's face suddenly turned cold as soon as his consciousness was swept away.

"Cultivator? Is it the right one? Just give me the knife in your hand, or I'll make you look good. ”

As soon as the other party came up, he asked for the knife, and Song Yu sneered at this time: "Don't talk about the door if you want a knife, you don't even have a window, give me the knife." ”

Lian Yichen was stunned, although he didn't know what Song Yu was going to do, he still handed the knife to Song Yu.

Immediately after, Song Yu lost the knife like this, and even Yichen was dumbfounded when she saw this scene, while the demon cultivator who broke into Fang Yuan's room had a big change in complexion.

"Which sect are you from?" Damn this guy actually has a storage ring, he must not be an ordinary person.

When asked about this question, Song Yu pulled the corners of his mouth and threw a look at Lian Yichen, and then said to the man: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, you can fight." After saying that, she didn't talk nonsense and directly confronted that demon cultivator.

This was almost the first time Song Yu had fought with someone, she had never really understood her own strength, and when she used the moves she learned from the Murong family to deal with that demon cultivator, the other party's expression suddenly changed.

Then he yelled: "Are you from the Murong family?" ”

Song Yu sneered: "Yes and no, no, what?" The other party's face changed greatly, and then he shouted angrily: "You are from the Murong family, you are very good, ......" After speaking, the other party turned into a black smoke and disappeared without a trace.

The other party ran away like this, leaving only Song Yu and Lian Yichen dumbfounded in Fang Yuan's room, and after a while, Song Yu said in a tangled manner,

"What does that demon cultivator mean?"

Why is this situation a little wrong after asking himself if he is a member of the Murong family? The other party was very afraid of the Murong family, and when he heard the name of the Murong family, he ran away like this?

She asked Lian Yichen how could Lian Yichen know, so she could only be depressed.

At this moment, without hearing the sound of the fight, Lin Ziqing rushed back with Fang Yuan, and quietly pushed open the door of the room, and the two of them saw a mess on the ground when they fixed their eyes, while Song Yu and Lian Yichen were standing in place.

Seeing this scene, the two of them hurriedly walked in, Fang Yuan went to push Song Yu's body, and saw the other party looking at him in wonder, and he was immediately depressed.

"What's wrong? Are you alright? After saying this, Fang Yuan suddenly found that the knife was missing, and he was immediately stunned: "What about the knife?" ”

"You can rest assured, in a very safe place, your room looks like it can't be inhabited now, you guys should be careful recently, it's not peaceful in the capital."

Lin Ziqing took Fang Yuan's hand and nodded at Song Yu and said, "We know." ”

Song Yu didn't say anything more, and left with Lian Yichen, and this time she went back to Murong's house.

When he saw Murong Ye and Murong Xian, Song Yu told them about his doubts.

"Uncle, Mom, don't you think it's strange that the demon cultivator ran away when he heard the name of our Murong family, as if there was something in our family that made them jealous."

Song Yu's words were undoubtedly very important news for Murong Ye and Murong Xian, and Murong Xian paced in the room for a while before speaking.

"We'll look into this matter, but can you take out the knife you said and show us it?" This will make the scimitar that the people in the demon path run to grab is probably not an ordinary thing, otherwise why would the people in the demon path do it?

Song Yu nodded when he heard Murong Xian's words, and then took out the knife, when Murong Ye and Murong Xian saw the knife, 1152