Murong Wentian saw that Zheng Fan had recovered from his injuries in an instant, and couldn't help but secretly envy himself: "What a fascinating body!"

"Master, you can take me down the mountain now. ”

Murong Wentian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's okay, it's okay." As he spoke, holding Zheng Fan's shoulder with one hand, he took two breaths and came to the mountain gate.

Since the mountain gate was blocked, there have been no disciples staying in this vicinity, only the guards of the Ten Thousand Beasts Garden are guarding the mountain gate here.

"Stand down, all of you, and I will strengthen the defenses of this great array. With a wave of Murong Wentian's hand, the nearby guards hurriedly retreated.

The door master waved his hand to the sky again, and a dragon scale eagle landed in front of the two of them.

"Fan'er, go up, remember, don't get off this beast within half a month. ”

Zheng Fan jumped onto the back of the dragon scale eagle and said, "Fan'er, remember. ”

"Okay, let's go. Murong Wentian urged the law with both hands, only to see that a small opening slowly opened on the barrier of the mountain protection array, and Zheng Fan saw this and urged the dragon scale eagle under him to fly towards the gap.

The space around him distorted for a while, and when he turned back, he found that he was already outside the mountain gate of the Sword Gate.

"It's been three years, and I'm finally out!" Zheng Fan was caught by Wu Shigou into this sword gate, and he didn't want to go out for a while, but now the clouds are scattered, and he is a skill, the world is so big, where can he go?

"Go!" Zheng Fan patted the dragon scale eagle lightly, and then went straight up to the nine heavens and soared.

"After finding Uncle Guo, I just gave him the Pulp Cleansing Pill, and after he arrived at the Body Refining Realm, he could also increase his lifespan for a hundred years. After settling down Uncle Guo, I will find another famous and decent family to fall into, practice well, slowly figure it out, sooner or later, one day, I will go to the underworld again, and find the three souls and seven spirits of Ah Lu's sister..."

Sitting on the back of the eagle, Zheng Fan pinched the trick and flew all the way to the west according to the guidance in the dark. After a day of traveling, Zheng Fan felt that the speed of this dragon scale eagle was average, and it was not as fast as his own running at all.

Fang wanted to control the dragon scale eagle to land, but he accidentally found that at the tail of the eagle, there was a purple gold jade belt hanging on it, which seemed to have handwriting.

Take the jade belt and take a look: "If your nephew goes early and returns early, your Iron Bull and Brother Traceless will definitely miss you very much." ”

"Despicable!" Zheng Fan scolded: "No wonder he let me go so easily, no wonder two years ago, he accepted a mediocre Traceless apprentice as an apprentice, it turned out that he was just trying to blackmail me!"

"It seems that I still have to listen to his orders, if I don't get down the dragon scale eagle in half a month, I have to rush back in half a year, if it's late, I'm afraid my Traceless Iron Bull brother will be in trouble..."

In the blink of an eye, half a month has arrived, and Zheng Fan drove the dragon scale eagle to land on the ground.

"Alright, I've worked hard for you, let's go back to the Edgeworth. Zheng Fan patted the head of the dragon scale eagle, a third-level flying beast, comparable to the ninth layer of the Qi Control Realm, for Zheng Fan now, he has long lost the fear he had at the beginning.

Although the Sword Gate is a place of right and wrong, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a demon gate to improve the strength of the Dao Heart of a broken disciple, but after all, these 'beasts' are innocent.

But what I didn't expect was that as soon as the dragon scale eagle landed on the ground, it let out a wail, closed its eyes, and the scales on its body began to fall scattered, and it was already dead.

Zheng Fan thought for a moment and then knew: "It was Murong Wentian who made a move." He pinched his hand again, but frowned: "Why did the induction lose contact with me?"

Hurriedly calculated a few more hexagrams, but the hexagrams were all unknown.

"Heaven is covered, divination is fruitless, how can this be good?" Zheng Fan panicked, in the past half a month, he has been chasing after that telepathy, and he doesn't know if he has flown tens of thousands of miles, so he has cut off contact in such an instant, where to catch up?

"It seems that I have to check carefully, think about it, the first hexagram at the beginning, the telepathy was in..."Zheng Fan closed his eyes, thought carefully, and suddenly opened his eyes: "Jinzhou Mansion!"

"Let's go to Jinzhou Mansion first, ask the prefect, and see if you can find out anything. Zheng Fan urged the endless spiritual power around his body and quickly ran in the direction of Jinzhou Mansion.

One punch, a million might. Rushing fast, what speed should it be? It was like a meteor, blowing a whirlwind, startling countless birds and beasts.

After three days, I came to this Jinzhou Mansion. Zheng Fan was in a hurry, so he avoided those mundane understandings, turned into a wind, and went straight to the inner hall of the prefect.

At this moment, the prefect was drinking tea, looking at the book, and couldn't help but feel cold, thinking that the doors and windows were open, and when he looked up, he was so frightened that even the teacup in his hand fell to the ground.

"Zheng, Zheng Jieyuan?"

Zheng Fan nodded and said, "That's right, it's me, Lord Prefect, don't come unharmed." ”

The prefect was called an immortal, and he hurriedly wanted to bow down, but was supported by Zheng Fan: "The prefect doesn't have to be like this, I came to ask for your help because of something." ”

"I don't know what happened to the immortals? ”

Zheng Fan said: "I don't know if you have seen an old man recently, about one meter six or five in height, with a thin body and a black mole on his right temple. ”

The prefect thought for a moment and said: "I really haven't seen such an old man, but a few days ago, a Han Yuanwai came to Qinggu County, and he said that he was looking for you by name." ”

"Han family master?" Zheng Fan frowned: "What is he looking for me?"

"The head of the Han family said that her youngest daughter was sick with you, and she wanted to see you, so she came to me, but the dragon Daoist said that you didn't want to see them, so a few people left. ”

Zheng Fan smiled bitterly: "Little daughter, is it the second miss? This girl is really... By the way, what are you talking about the Dragon Dao man? I haven't seen him since the last time I said goodbye. ”

The prefect was stunned: "What? No, Brother Long said he had seen you." ”

Zheng Fan's face turned cold: "It seems that the Long Dao people lied, I don't know where Han Yuanwai's family is now?"

"The day they learned you didn't want to meet, they were gone. But that night, the Korean officer came to look for me in the mansion again, saying that his little daughter had run away and had lost it, and asked me to send troops to find it. ”

"I thought that Han Yuanwai had a relationship with Shangxian, so I didn't take his money, and sent troops to search for a few days but didn't see anyone. Han Yuanwai and his gang went back to Qinggu County. ”

When Zheng Fan heard this, he secretly pinched his fingers and calculated, but he was still blinded by heaven, and he couldn't find out the slightest cause and effect: "My lord, think about it carefully, how long has it been since Han Yuanwai said that his little daughter was lost?"

The prefect thought for a while, and said with some embarrassment: "I really can't remember the specific time." As I get older, my memory is also very bad. ”

Zheng Fan stretched out his hand and put it on the door of the prefect's head, and entered a small trace of spiritual power. The prefect's eyes suddenly lit up: "I remember, the morning of eighteen days ago." ”

Zheng Fan was shocked in his heart: "I flew on the dragon scale eagle for fifteen days, and it took three days to run to this Jinzhou Mansion on foot, which is exactly eighteen days. Is it a coincidence, or is it not Uncle Guo who suffered, but the second lady?"

Thinking of this, Zheng Fan was a little unsettled in his heart: "My lord, I still have important things, take the first step, and see you again in the future." ”

As he spoke, without waiting for the prefect to reply, he turned into a gust of wind and disappeared in front of the prefect in an instant.

"Immortals, ......"

At the beginning, Zheng Fan went from Qinggu County to Jinzhou Mansion, but it only took one day. At this time, in less than an hour, Zheng Fan came to Qinggu County.

"Let's go to Han's house to inquire first, it shouldn't be a coincidence that everything is here. When I was in a panic that day, it was completely consistent with the time of the second miss's disappearance, and it seems that most of the time, this catastrophe should be on the second miss, not Guo Bo. ”

Zheng Fan's divine sense shrouded him, and the wind and grass within a radius of a hundred miles were all in his perception. After reaching the Qi Control Realm, cultivators will have this power of perception, but even if it is the ninth layer of the Qi Control Realm, the perception is only ten miles away, and Zheng Fan, with the blessing of the Sage Sutra, has reached a hundred miles of perception with the strength of just one layer of the Qi Control Realm.

"Here!" Zheng Fan sensed the location of the Han family master in an instant, and he was lying in a room of the Han family, looking like he was seriously ill.

"Daddy, get better quickly, our Han family, we can't live without you. Han Xue sobbed softly on the side.

"Yes, uncle, I heard that you are sick, so I specially brought a century-old ginseng from home, drink it, and your illness will be cured. A man picked up the small bowl in front of him and put it to the mouth of the head of the Han family.

Han Xue wiped her tears and said, "Daddy, drink it, my cousin is also kind." ”

With a wave of his hand, the head of the Han family knocked the bowl to the ground, and said weakly: "I don't drink, I can't find Fei'er, I'd rather die." ”

"Hmph, old fellow, don't give face!" The man was the young master who wanted to murder Zheng Fan before, and he slapped the head of the Han family in the face.

The head of the Han family, who lost his daughter and suffered a serious illness, was already weak at the moment, and almost fainted after eating this slap.

Seeing this, Han Xue hurriedly stopped in front of the young master and said in disbelief, "Cousin, you, what are you going to do?"

The cousin smiled and said, "Old thing, in the past, I still had a few points with you, for the sake of Fei'er's cousin's face, I was also respectful to you." But when have you ever looked at me with a straight eye? I honored you with a hundred years of ginseng, and you didn't appreciate it, I think you are tired of this old thing!"

The head of the Han family trembled and said, "Brute, Xue'er, run to report to the official." The head of the Han family already had an ominous premonition in his heart, and told Han Xue to leave.

But my father was beaten, at this moment, as a daughter, how could Han Xue leave? Just scolded: "You are not human! My father is seriously ill, as a nephew, how can you still be so ruthless? But there is still respect for the elders?"

The young master's face was distorted, and he laughed and said: "Respectful, ridiculous, report to the official, you go and try it, the county order has already been bought by me for a thousand taels of silver, and today I slaughtered you old guy, and he won't care about the county order!"