Chapter 167: The Holy Maiden of Qingxuan (II)

did not participate in the thank-you dinner prepared for them by Duanmu Raccoon Dog, Lin Fan, Lilao and Li Tian didn't drink any water, so they said goodbye and left.

Just because of a text message sent by Luo Zhixue, she told Lin Fan that she had found out who hired the killer of Wangbeilou behind this time!

Along the way, Lin Fan sat in the back seat of the carriage, his face was silent like water, the atmosphere in the carriage was heavy and depressing.

"Lin Fan, you must be cautious in this matter, the water in the Taiqing Palace is not so easy to travel, just let Luo Zhixue do it, anyway, sooner or later she will have to deal with the holy woman who is hostile to her. On the co-pilot, Li Lao turned back worriedly, and said patiently to Lin Fan, for fear that Lin Fan would make some impulsive decision, this time the opponent was too Qing Palace.

An absolute giant existence that can make the entire earth tremble three times by stomping his feet in Huaxia! With Lin Fan's current strength, to confront it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

Li Tian drove the car, and his face was still a little swollen and nodded with deep sympathy: "It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, there is no need to take this breath now, the eldest husband can bend and stretch." ”

In the face of the bitter words of the two, Lin Fan seemed very silent, and did not say a word, and the air around him seemed to be condensed at this moment.

Lin Fan lowered his head, his face was very ugly and terrifying, and the fingers on his thighs kept tapping his knees rhythmically.

Just now, Luo Zhixue told them that after her secret investigation, she found that the killer of Wangbeilou this time was rewarded by the joint efforts of Qingxuan, the holy daughter of the Taiqing Palace, and a terrorist force in the West, and she had not yet investigated which Western force it was.

Luo Zhixue asked Lin Fan to hurry back after the matter was over, and there were some doubts that still needed to be carefully scrutinized.

Lin Fan's sharp eyes were filled with an angry flame at this time, and his knuckles were extremely white. In my heart, I silently recited the name of the murderer behind this over and over again, Qingxuan Holy Maiden...... The Holy Maiden of Qingxuan......

At this time, the killing intent in Lin Fan's heart had reached a point where it could not be restored, and he almost didn't swallow his reason away.

Originally, Lin Fan couldn't figure out how the positions of himself and the others were exposed, but now that Luo Zhixue mentioned it, didn't all the accusations run to the head of the helmsman Wutong?

In addition to the high-level of the Duanmu family, Lin Fan, Lilao, Li Tian, and Luo Zhixue, only this helmsman Wutong is clear, and this person is Luo Zhixue's henchman of the saint on the opposite side of the Taiqing Palace, as early as when he was in the Lotus Rain Building, he had a lot of hostility towards Lin Fan, and even sometimes secretly sang against Luo Zhixue, if someone can clearly grasp the traces of Lin Fan and his party, and it is possible to kill the killer, in addition to this helmsman Wutong, Lin Fan really can't figure out that there is a second candidate!

DiDi ......

At this moment, Li Tian's terminal rang, and almost at the same moment, the terminal of the old man also rang.

When the two of them finished reading the letter on the terminal, their faces suddenly became solemn, they looked at Lin Fan and stopped talking, and finally looked at each other and said in a low voice.

"Zhou Lao sent a letter there, and comprehensive intelligence shows that the killer who hired Wangbeilou this time is indeed the Taiqing Palace! And the identity of that Western force has also been investigated, the blood clan! A Western European ancient martial force with a history of thousands of years......

"That's right, the letter from the Duanmu family also said so, through special channels underground, they investigated that the reward was issued from the Taiqing Palace, due to the suddenness of the incident, Wangbeilou mobilized all the nearest Tangkou elites around the demon capital in the west in just a few hours. ”

"Blood Clan?......" Lin Fan suddenly raised his head, a pair of dark eyes as sharp as an eagle, staring at the two people in front of him, his voice contained endless killing intent and asked, "The sun does not set the ancient martial forces?"

"The sun never sets on the ancient martial forces in the west is equivalent to our immortal-level ancient martial forces in the east..."The old man explained, as if he was not at ease, and added: "It's not something you can fight against now!"

"Hehe......" Lin Fan shook his head when he heard this, laughed out loud, raised his head again, his voice was hoarse, and he sneered with self-deprecation: "Two immortal-level forces... You really look up to me Lin Fan......"

The old man frowned, very worried about Lin Fan's current state. But Lin Fan seemed to sense what was going on in the heart of the old man, his expression suddenly calmed down, the piercing killing intent was slowly suppressed back into his body, and his voice was calm: "Don't worry, I am not stupid until now, I picked up my fist to find death, the days are long, the landscape... There is a meeting!"

"Whew...... You kid, you almost scared me to death just now. Hearing Lin Fan's words, he was greatly relieved to leave the old man, and Li Tian, who was driving, also raised a middle finger at Lin Fan.

"But......" Lin Fan's eyes turned suddenly, and the killing intent that had just been suppressed actually began to show signs of rebound again: "That helmsman Wutong must not stay!"

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Rumble!

Next to the lotus pond in the backyard of the Lotus Rain Building, with a deafening energy catharsis sounded, the body of the helmsman Wutong suddenly flew out upside down like a mess of mud, and in front of her, Lin Fan, who had a cold and murderous face, strode out, with a faint golden light lingering all over his body, and the whole person was like a Shura god of war, surrounded by evil energy, which made people frightened.

At this time, the appearance of the helmsman Wutong was quite miserable, none of the big red palace clothes were intact, the hideous wounds were all over, the hair was scattered like a madman, and the breath was dying, completely lacking the appearance of the previous high.

Luo Zhixue was guarded by two teams of Taiqing Palace disciples, sitting under the gazebo on the side, quietly watching Lin Fan vent his anger.

Before Lin Fan came, she had already beaten Wutong to a serious injury, and she also experienced a life-and-death catastrophe this time, the reason was that this slut in front of her, how could she swallow this breath with her temper? If she hadn't given Lin Fan an explanation, she would have slashed Wutong to death with one palm.

Not only that, Luo Zhixue also took the opportunity to purge the disciples of Taiqing Palace in the Lotus Rain Building and replaced them with his own people. At this moment, inside and outside the Lotus Rain Building, all of them are her henchmen, and she completely controls the rudder of the magic capital in her own hands.

"Elder, will you spare me? Please, spare this cheap life of your subordinates, and your subordinates will never dare to ...... anymore."

The sycamore looked very miserable, looking at Lin Fan, who was approaching step by step and murderous, she knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing in the direction of Luo Zhixue to confess her guilt, her forehead was broken, her voice was very loud, and the red blood soaked the slate.

Everyone who watched this scene shook their heads, Li Tian was now away from the old man's side, and said with a sigh: "I knew this was the case, why did I bother in the first place?"

Luo Zhixue shook a glass of bright red wine as blood in his hand, and in the face of Wutong's plea for mercy, as if he hadn't heard it, he raised his head and drank the bright wine in the goblet.

And Luo Zhixue's move was like a signal, Lin Fan took out a hideous war knife in his hand at some point, raised it high, and looked at its style, it was the demon slaying knife that Lin Fan forged himself in Wujiagou!

"No ......"

Poof!

Wutong let out a bitter and unwilling anger, which became her last words in the world, the knife fell, and the wind stopped!

A human head was lifted up by a pillar of blood, and the demonic and bright blood soaked the earth, and under the glittering golden light, it looked particularly cold and solemn.

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