"Am I beautiful?" Seeing that the disciple of the Asking Immortal Sect in front of him was fascinated by himself, Lin Yinyin giggled and asked with interest.

"Beautiful, beautiful!" Mei You nodded incessantly, with a flattering expression.

"Then can you tell me, who killed my Yan family's children?"

Mei Youhuan was full of excitement, and immediately came to his senses, "You...... Are you from the Yan family?"

"What?" Lin Yinyin pursed, "Are you going to hide it from me?"

"No, no, no!" Mei Youyuan hurriedly waved his hand, "Immortal...... Fairy, I sacrificed my life to tell the Yan family that we asked the Immortal Sect to come out with a despicable villain, and when Yan An Gongzi was not paying attention, he attacked and killed Yan Gongzi. ”

It turned out that the reason why Mei Youyuan turned back also had his own plans.

He knew very well what Yan An's identity was, and he also knew what the status of the Yan family in the eastern capital was.

Ling Feng killed Yan An, and he definitely stabbed the big basket. And as long as he tells the Yan family the news, he can completely draw a line with Ling Feng, so as not to be implicated, and secondly, maybe he can also cling to the Yan family in the eastern capital, from now on, why bother to hide in the Immortal Sect.

I have to say that this Mei Youyuan is also a little scheming, and it is more insidious and vicious than Ling Feng imagined.

Also more brazen and ungrateful!

"Oh?" Lin Yinyin frowned, "Tell me, who killed Yan An?"

"It's that Ling Feng, he relies on his own strength, he is rampant and domineering on weekdays, killing people without blinking, he is a madman, even the son of the Yan family dares to kill!"

Mei Youyuan did everything to belittle Ling Feng, with a look of deep hatred on his face, and the previous wagging tail and begging for mercy were like two people.

"Ling Feng?" Lin Yinyin chuckled, "You've done a good job, so do you know where Ling Feng is now?"

"I don't know about this, that guy is very cunning, and after breaking us apart, he ran away on his own. Mei Youyuan shook his head and said, "But he must still be in the Falling Wind Canyon, and!"

Mei Youyuan said, excitedly took out a blank painting scroll from a space bag, and immediately took out a brush, and with a few strokes, he outlined Ling Feng's appearance.

Although this Mei Youyuan is despicable and shameless, the painter is really of that standard.

"It's him!" Lin Yinyin's pupils shrank suddenly, remembering the white-clothed young man she had seen in the river valley before.

No wonder she felt that Ling Feng was a little familiar at that time, it turned out that he was one of those disciples of the Immortal Sect who had been hiding in this mountain stream before!

"Fairy, have you seen him?" Mei You blinked, saw Lin Yinyin's demeanor, and immediately asked.

"It's really cunning, not only did he run away after killing someone, but he actually dared to go to the southwest!" Lin Yinyin's mouth curled up, and she admired Ling Feng's wisdom a little in her heart.

Mei You smiled and said, "It seems that the fairy has a clue." ”

"Well, I do have a clue. Lin Yinyin smiled faintly, and stared at Mei Youyuan with a pair of eyes, "Your painting work, this is good." ”

"Where, the fairy is falsely praised, in fact, he is better at painting portraits of beauties, especially peerless beauties like fairies!" Mei Youxuan said flatteringly.

Lin Yinyin chuckled, "Your little mouth is so sweet, but this painting, I think there are still some fly in the ointment." ”

"Oh, where?" Mei You was stunned for a moment and looked at Ling Feng's portrait.

"It's a little bit of color!" Lin Yinyin's voice suddenly became cold, and the jade hand thrust forward, directly piercing Mei Youyuan's chest.

Tick!

Tick!

The blood dripped on the scroll, and the red blood soon stained the whole scroll.

"That's a lot better. ”

Lin Yinyin covered her mouth and laughed coquettishly, her little finger was stained with a trace of blood on the scroll, and she put it into the cherry mouth.

"Why!you! You—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Mei Youyuan looked at Lin Yinyin in disbelief, not knowing why she suddenly killed herself.

"Why?" Lin Yinyin's eyes flashed with a ruthless color, "Because you and I are the same kind of people!"

......

"It turns out that there is really something special here!"

Ling Feng walked through a not-so-turbulent waterfall and entered a cave that was more than two people high.

The cave is not large enough to be described as unobstructed, but it is indeed very secretive, and if you don't search carefully, you won't be able to find the red-tailed fox's nest.

Walking through the passage of the tide outside, there is a stone bed with some dry dead grass on it, and the conditions can be said to be very simple.

Ling Feng searched carefully in the cave, and after a while, he saw that under the stone bed, there was a small pebble that seemed to be loose, and he dug the small pebble open, and a faint red light immediately flashed inside.

"This is it!" Ling Feng was overjoyed, and as soon as he reached out and grabbed it, he took out a round, red bead.

Although Ling Feng didn't know what this was, the rich blood qi emanating from it, as well as the majestic Rolling Demon Yuan, all made Ling Feng believe that this was definitely a treasure against the sky!

If Yan Jinghong was here, he would definitely recognize it at a glance, this was the Yuan-winning blood bead he was looking for.

He and the tiger demon were both looking for this treasure, no one could have imagined that it was Ling Feng who got this treasure in the end.

Ling Feng pinched the Yuan Snatching Blood Bead in the palm of his hand, he didn't understand how to use this thing for the time being, so he didn't dare to try it indiscriminately.

Putting away the Yuanyuan Blood Bead closely, Ling Feng was in a good mood, and this trip was finally not in vain.

He is not in a hurry to go out at the moment, and it is estimated that the people of the Yan family should have found Yan An's body and are searching everywhere for the whereabouts of the murderer.

"Since this place is so secretive, let's hide for a few days. ”

Opening the bronze ring, Ling Feng took out a small bag from it, which was the bag of spar that was found from Li Changqing, a disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, in the Great Wilderness Mountain Range that day.

Ling Feng later inquired about the master Duanmu Qingyi, and only then did he know that this thing was called Yuanshi.

Generally speaking, only martial artists above the Condensation Pulse Realm are qualified to have a treasure like the Yuan Stone, which contains the incomparably pure Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, and using the Yuan Stone to cultivate, compared to meditation, or even compared to swallowing an elixir like the Qi Enhancement Pill, the effect is several times better.

"Anyway, the Qi Enhancement Pill has already been eaten, so let's have a luxury today!"

Ling Feng got a treasure and was in a good mood, so he was willing to take out the Yuan Stone. After all, that bag of yuan stones looks like a lot, but in fact it is only about two decades. Ling Feng also gave half of Duanmu Qingshan, so now he has the Yuan Stone, that is, eleven or twelve, and one less with one.

However, just as Ling Feng took out the Yuan Stone, preparing to absorb the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in it and enhance his cultivation, his chest suddenly burned slightly.

Then, the Yuan-Snatching Blood Bead emitted an incomparably hot aura, almost scorching Ling Feng's chest.

"What's the situation!"

Ling Feng hurriedly threw out the Yuan-stealing blood bead, ripped open the placket on his chest, and was surprised to find that his chest was actually branded with a very strange brand, which Ling Feng couldn't understand at all anyway.

And the Yuan Blood Bead actually swirled in mid-air, and with a "whoosh" sound, it crashed straight into the Yuan Stone in Ling Feng's hand.

I saw a flash of red light, and there was a crisp "click" sound from the yuan stone in his hand, and then it turned into fine white powder and sprinkled it on the ground.