The simple two sentences made the wind evil say coldly and awe-inspiring, and the life and death of others seemed to him to be just a trivial matter.

What kind of person is this? A son of a wealthy family? How is this possible?

Zhou Zheng and Fan Xing are easy to go with the wind evil, but they don't know much about his past, and if they don't understand, they leave room for speculation. Unlike the two of them, Mu Xin had carefully investigated everything that happened to Feng Xie, and he didn't think that a teenager who had been enduring for ten years could suddenly change his sex and become a different person at one time.

He didn't ask about the wind evil, but there were only two explanations, one was that Ye Fengevil had been disguising himself all along, and the other was that the current Ye Fengevil was not the Ye Fengevil at that time. There may be a third possibility, such as being stimulated after a sudden change, but even if some people speculate so, Mu Xin will not believe it anyway.

Character can be changed, what about cultivation, what about the many means of wind evil?

All kinds of speculations, Mu Xin has made countless assumptions, and in the end, there are only two left, and the third one is insisted on by Xia Bo, Ye Rinran and other people who grew up watching the wind evil. Because they watched it since childhood, they were sure that Ye Fengxie had never disguised, and he did not have the ability to disguise at all, and it was even more impossible to become another person.

They are all members of the Ye family, and they all have a common reason.

After two sentences, Feng Xie found that he had stiffened the atmosphere, so he smiled stupidly and buried his head in the rice.

After eating, Mu Xin gave Leng Cen and Leng Li a list and asked them to find the people above to deliver medicine to each door.

The antidote can arrive today, and the Yuheng Pill will be two days later. This time difference is actually to leave time for their pressure to ferment on their own, and two days later, when the pressure point is high enough, it will be sent to Yuhengdan, which has the meaning of beating a stick to give a sweet date.

Feng Evil spoke a little ruthlessly, but there was another meaning to "die for the enemy", he didn't need to say this, those people would naturally understand the benefits they received.

Die for the enemy, on the contrary, honestly, even on the side of the wind evil will have their advantage.

In today's ancient martial arts world, it is difficult for anyone not to be moved by the elixir, whether it is to wash the essence and cut the marrow, or to cure the old disease, it is something that these mediocre people who sit at the bottom of the well all the year round and do not know the height of the sky are extremely desired. Ascension and breakthrough are the greatest wishes of cultivators, and if someone can fulfill them, they will naturally be too late to be happy.

Of course, this happiness is a fluke and a blessing that you can still get benefits after being robbed and not being able to get into trouble.

The so-called preemptive strike is nothing more than picking things out and laying them out on the table.

The wind evil already has the upper hand, and if you exert a little pressure at this time and give them a little benefit, you will definitely win without a fight.

It's just that this is easy to win without a fight, but it's only a façade.

The wind and evil battles are only the strong people on the surface of the ancient martial arts world, and those really powerful ancestor-level characters have also come out in twos and threes, and these people who have encountered one after another are short-sighted people who only look at their immediate interests.

They relied on their status in the rivers and lakes and cultivated to run rampant, but they never fought against real masters. In the face of the wind evil, most of them have no time to face it, even if they think about going all out, they are still defeated under the lies and disguises of the wind evil.

These stupid people, if they don't provoke the wind evil, they can safely guard their reputation in the rivers and lakes, but unfortunately they lose all the games if they miss one move.

They lost, so it can be said that the wind evil has won, but the word victory is too early for the wind evil.

There were a lot of people they brought out last night, but not all of them, and there must be some hiding in the market. Moreover, not to mention the others for the time being, Mu Xin asked people to check for a whole night, and until now, there is still no clue who is employed by the loose cultivators from the mirror sea.

It stands to reason that since he can pass on the news, he can always track it down along the news channel, but this employer seems to be careless, but in fact he is unscrupulous, and he can be said to be really not afraid of anyone tracking down in any way.

He used a courier to find someone willing to keep an eye on, but the way to get him to send the message back was quite complicated. Messages are encrypted at the source, converted into a specially crafted cipher, and then randomly transmitted within a local area network. Within this local area network, there are usually hundreds of people and thousands of people, and any of them can be the connector.

There is no way to determine who the person who got the news is, so he can't continue to track it, Mu Xin found the LAN for a short time, but he can't check the hundreds of people one by one in a limited time.

This method is really modern, and it will take at least ten days to fully investigate, and even if it does, it is pointless. That employer, since he thought of this method, must have the next preparation, it seems that he will send someone casually, but behind it is an extremely meticulous information network foundation. Come to think of it, that person has also tried many times, and most of them can't be traced.

Of course, this matter can only be pursued, even if there is no result in the end. From his actions, the shepherd faintly smelled a dangerous smell. Regardless of cultivation, this person's scheming city government should not be under the shepherd's heart.

This is the case for the time being on the side of Jinghai, the matter of the pyloric door is directly pushed to Leng Cen, whether there is a grudge or no resentment, how to choose is all up to his brothers and sisters. If they want to find out what happened back then, or if they want to avenge a friend back then, Feng Evil will let Mu Xin help them plan, anyway, the pyloric door is a big family, and the head of Chang Tiangong was captured, which can be regarded as a big deal.

If you can push the troubles, if you can't push them, the wind evil can only go up by yourself.

Originally, Luo Mingling was going to follow, but the wind heresy wanted to be quiet alone.

There was no way, he wanted to be alone, and Luo Mingling had to follow him.

Feng Xie went to Mulan Xiaoxie alone, and although Ye Lingran was on the same road, he was ordered by Feng Xie to stay only a hundred meters away. This is still Mu Xin helped to say something, otherwise the wind would have made him leave half an hour late.

The wind evil did not go fast, and by the time Mulan Xiaoxie arrived, the sun had already sunk in the west.

Those two people were locked in a room respectively, and the elder of the Mu family and the Uncle Aman of the Ye family watched it personally.

The pylorus was left to Leng Cen, and the wind evil went directly to the room on the right.

Before entering the door, a loud scolding came out continuously......

"I'm here, Ye Aman!!You are a dignified martial king, and you actually bully more and less! Why are the people of the Ye family so shameless!"

"Ye Aman, you have lost the face of the ancient martial arts world, not to mention the scum in the family, you still have to protect it, you really can't bully me so well ......when I am a Qingping Daomen."

......

Tan Yezhong scolded as much as he could, and after scolding Uncle Aman, he scolded the wind evil again, looking at this, if no one stopped him, he could still have a stomach of words to continue.

Tan Ye was paralyzed on the ground, and Uncle Aman, who was sitting next to him, closed his eyes and held his sword, ignoring him at all. Only to hear a squeak, the wind evil pushed the door in.

Aman opened his eyes, smiled, and turned a blind eye to the wind evil, and walked straight towards Na Tan Yezhong.

"Wind Evil, he's also a character, don't be embarrassed for him......"

As soon as Aman's words were halfway through, he heard a "pop", and a red slap mark was impressively imprinted on the face of the great elder of the dignified Qingping Daomen.

Tan Yezhong's eyes widened with anger, his face was flushed, and his gray hair almost went straight to the sky.

"Shaft, how dare you—"

Tan also held his breath and shouted angrily, his voice stopped abruptly, but he heard an extremely crisp slap sound throughout the room.

"It's really not any growth at all, three-year-old children know how to eat a trench and grow wise, you hundred and eighty-year-old old man still want to rely on your enemies and sell old people?"

"Wind evil, stop in moderation, although the position is different, but Tan Yezhong is also upright, he has never offended the Ye family before, let-"

"Don't follow us, Uncle Aman, no matter why you make a move, I am no longer from the Ye family. But thank you for your help that day. ”

As he spoke, Feng Xie gently picked the corners of his mouth, and the evil smiled. The guy in his hand who was in the way was thrown to the ground by him.