"She's from the Netherworld?" Ling Heng asked incredulously.

The old man grabbed Ling Heng's hand tightly, the light in her eyes was instantly replaced by fear and anger, she stared at Ling Heng with wide eyes, and repeated in a nervous whisper: "She is the devil!" She's the devil! She's the devil! ”

The old man's almost crazy state made Ling Heng feel very uncomfortable, he hugged the old man distressedly, choked up and said, "Mom, don't be afraid, with me, no devil will dare to hurt you!" ”

The old man gradually calmed down under his comfort, Ling Heng let go of her slowly, although he felt very sorry for his mother, he was still eager to know the truth, so he asked tentatively, "Who is that woman from the netherworld?" Is she just a devil in the netherworld? ”

The old man nodded vigorously, and replied in a tone full of horror, "She is the devil!" She is the Sect of Ten Thousand Ghosts! She is a force we can't stop! ”

Ling Heng was stunned, "What did you say?" She's the Sect of Ten Thousand Ghosts? ”

The old man suddenly sobbed sadly at this time, looked at Ling Heng with teary eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is the Spirit Fear Clan no longer there?" ”

"Yes." Ling Heng replied with a heavy expression.

The old man suddenly became hysterical and shouted in a hoarse voice: "That woman! It's that woman! You're going to find her! Kill her! ”

"You're saying that she was the one who caused the extermination of the Spirit Clan?" Ling Heng couldn't believe this, he became more and more suspicious of his ears.

The old man's withered hands clasped Ling Heng's wrists painfully, she looked at the position behind Ling Heng with a blank look, did not answer Ling Heng's words again, and then suddenly let go of Ling Heng, and lay back on the bench with a stiff body.

"Mom!"

Ling Heng grabbed her hand in amazement, only to find that her hand was as cold as ice, and she had no body temperature at all!

She's dead!

"Mom! Don't scare me! What happened to you? ”

Ling Heng called out to the old man at a loss, his exclamation attracted the attention of the staff, and several people immediately ran over to this side.

Someone came, even if Ling Heng was reluctant and unwilling, he couldn't continue to stay here, he almost fled in a panic.

Hiding under the wall outside the nursing home, Ling Heng still had palpitations when he recalled the scene just now.

The sudden death of his mother's reincarnated old man was unexpected, but what she said before she died was even more unacceptable.

"Yehime is a devil from the Netherworld, the Sect of Ten Thousand Ghosts, she killed my parents, and she led people to destroy the Spirit Clan?"

Ling Heng couldn't associate Ye Ji with such a person no matter what, but suspicion had taken root in his heart, and he decided to confront Ye Ji face to face, no matter what the outcome was, he had to do this to be at ease.

If you want to prove whether Yahime is the culprit who destroyed the Spirit Clan, you have to get something.

He didn't believe anyone now, only himself, so he decided to go back to Xinghe City in person.

It's just that his appearance is too eye-catching, in order not to be discovered, Ling Heng took materials on the spot, and when the staff of the nursing home were dealing with the aftermath of the hundred old people, Ling Heng sneaked into the nursing home again and changed into the clothes of the old man in the laundry room, although it was not as perfect as the disguise, it was enough to confuse the public.

Ling Heng took the bus back to Xinghe City, he knew that the police would definitely monitor the office, so in order not to startle the snake, he continued to disguise himself and walked into the door of the office.

Mo Xiaoya is still working diligently, and after she woke up in the office last night, she felt that something was wrong, and immediately thought about whether it was Ye Ji's hands and feet.

She never doubted Ye Ji, she should have thought that Ye Ji did this for her own reasons, and it was precisely because of this trust that she could continue to obey Ling Heng's orders and come to work as if nothing happened.

"Hello uncle, how can I help you?" Seeing Ling Heng walking in from the door, Mo Xiaoya asked politely.

Ling Heng didn't say anything, he came to her without hurrying, and said in a low voice, "It's me." ”

At such a close distance, Mo Xiaoya recognized Ling Heng because of his dark eyes.

Mo Xiaoya kept the smile on her face quietly, and said quickly, "Why are you coming back?" There are police all around, it's too dangerous for you to come back! ”

Ling Heng glanced in the direction of the second floor, "I'll come back to get something, I seem to have found the culprit who caused the extermination of the Spirit Clan!" ”

"What?" Mo Xiaoya couldn't be calm anymore.

"I'm going to the second floor." Ling Heng remained calm.

"Okay." Mo Xiaoya realized the urgency of the matter, and her expression immediately returned to naturalness.

Ling Heng walked upstairs without saying a word, and as soon as he walked up a few stairs, two plainclothes policemen walked in.

"Stop! What do you do? A policeman looked at Ling Heng vigilantly.

"He's our boss's uncle." Mo Xiaoya replied without thinking.

The other policeman immediately said to Ling Heng: "Old man, please turn around, let's see." ”

Mo Xiaoya instantly entered a state of readiness, but she didn't expect Ling Heng to turn around slowly, looking directly at the two policemen with a comfortable expression.

"See?" The old voice in Ling Heng's throat did not have the slightest flaw, and no one could connect him with Ling Heng in the wind of Yushu.

"It's okay." The two policemen were a little embarrassed, and told Mo Xiaoya a few words not to shield the criminals before leaving.

Ling Heng calmly came to the bedroom and carefully took out the tear pendant that condensed that strange power from the safe.

Ling Heng put the pendant on his neck, which destroyed the remnants of the entire Spirit Clan, when it touched Ling Heng's skin, a faint tingling pain came from his skin instantly, Ling Heng pressed his hand lightly on the position of the pendant, he wanted to remember this feeling forever.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of the police, Ling Heng stayed in the bedroom for a while before leaving, and before leaving, he did not forget to tell Mo Xiaoya, "Be careful of Yeji." ”

"Why should you be careful of Yahime?" Mo Xiaoya didn't understand what Ling Heng meant.

"Just listen to me, I don't have time to explain too much to you." Without confronting Ye Ji face to face, Ling Heng didn't want to tell Mo Xiaoya that Ye Ji was the enemy of the Spirit Deterrent Clan for the time being.

"What about August? Where did she go? Mo Xiaoya is very concerned about Ye August's whereabouts.

Ling Heng replied indifferently: "She's fine, don't worry." ”

After explaining, Ling Heng walked out of the gate openly.

As soon as Ling Heng left in a taxi, the police found out that Ling Heng didn't have any uncle at all, but Ling Heng had already disappeared at this time.

Back at the Ye family, Ling Heng carefully arranged the Soul Locking Array in the Ye family, blocked the exits with the Soul Suppression Talisman, and then put on a casual appearance and waited for Ye Ji to come back.

About half an hour later, "Ye August" arrived home safely.

"What did you do that day?" Ling Heng asked casually.

"After inquiring about the situation outside, it seems that even Xing Jiang has lost trust in you."

Now that there are only the two of them in the house, Yeji simply no longer uses Ye August's identity as a disguise, she put her glasses on the coffee table, and her bewitching face bloomed to the fullest.

Ling Heng sneered, "Heh, I don't expect anyone to believe in me for a long time, and I won't trust anyone anymore." ”

Ye Ji moved closer to Ling Heng slightly, raising her eyebrows slightly, "Then you don't trust me either?" ”

"Of course I trust you! How could I not even believe you? Ling Heng said, stretched out his slender arm and grabbed Ye Ji's slender waist domineeringly, and then pressed her under him, showing an unpredictable look in his inky eyes.

Ye Ji Mei smiled and hooked her lips, and her tone was ambiguous, "What do you want to do?" ”

Ling Heng didn't speak, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and suddenly ripped off the pendant around his neck.

"Do you recognize what this is?" Ling Heng asked with a cold face.

Yahime looked at the pendant with a strange light in confusion, and the confusion in her eyes became even heavier, "I don't know what this is." ”

Ling Heng wasn't in a hurry, let alone angry, and shook the pendant in front of Ye Ji's eyes again, "Think about it, what is this thing?" ”

Yahime was really serious about reminiscing, but after thinking about it for a long time, she still had no impression of this pendant, "I'm sorry, I really can't remember what this thing is." I've never seen it before. ”

After saying that, Ye Ji couldn't help but be alert to Ling Heng's contrasting attitude, "What the hell is this thing?" Why are you asking me this question? ”

Yeji's state of seemingly not knowing anything at all not only did Ling Heng feel that she was innocent, but on the contrary, she felt that she was acting, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time finally began to erupt.

Ling Heng's emotions finally fluctuated due to anger, and he firmly wrapped his arms around Ye Ji's waist, telling the origin of his pendant in an angry voice, "This pendant contains the remnants of the power that destroyed the Spirit Clan, I collected it into my tears and made this pendant. I've been searching for that power all these years but have found nothing, and I've never been willing to release it, for fear of losing the last clue. But now, it's time to use it! ”

"What do you mean by that?" Ye Ji finally had a sense of foreboding because of Ling Heng's anger and the origin of this pendant.

"What the hell do I mean, let this pendant explain!"

Ling Heng crushed the pendant, and the power that had been sealed for a hundred years was instantly released, and as soon as this blue-purple glimmer appeared in the air for a moment, he circled around Ye Ji a few times very affectionately, and then stopped at the center of Ye Ji's eyebrows.

"To whom does this power belong?" Ling Heng asked sharply, his eyes fixed on the pendant, and his heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.

This power made Yahime very puzzled by her intimacy, and she said from the bottom of her heart: "I don't know who this power belongs to, but I know that this power doesn't belong to me, it seems to be ......"

Before Yahime's words were finished, the power that stayed in the center of her eyebrows naturally merged into her eyebrows.

"What's going on?" Yahime felt uncomfortable, but the power had become one with her.

Ling Heng let go of her suddenly, great disappointment and grief made Ling Heng lose his mind, a tear crossed the corner of Ling Heng's eye, and the spirit halberd was against her throat in the next second.

"Sure enough, it's you!"