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When Leng Yan came to the home of the author of "Demon Dragon Spirit" at night according to the address sent by Ke Zhou, he looked at the young man who had long been out of breath, and his hands hanging by his side slowly tightened.

Leng Yan took his eyes off the young man and began to look around carefully, it was a very simple single apartment, except for a table with a laptop, there was only a single bed left.

Leng Yan closed his eyes after watching a circle, his hands quickly pinched, and when he opened his eyes again, the trajectory of stars appeared in the dark pupils.

At this time, the scenery that Leng Yan saw in his eyes was like an old photo that had faded, except for the different shades of black and white, the only color was the pale golden light that surrounded the author of "Demon Dragon Spirit".

These points of light turned around the dead young man twice and then flew in the direction of the window, and Leng Yan immediately used his spiritual power to keep up when he saw this.

This is the Leng family's secret technique "Star Track", and he used this method to find Qianqiao who was sent back to this world by Jin Lingzhu before.

And this time, the reason why he wanted to find the murderer of the author of "Demon Dragon Spirit" was because his intuition told him that there was some kind of connection between this person and the succubus found in Qianqiao's house earlier.

When he followed the point of light to a suburban cemetery far from the city center, he frowned coldly at the extremely familiar scenery in front of him.

If it were any other place, Leng Yan might not have this reaction, but this is the place where he often came alone before he crossed over.

Looking at the tombstone engraved with "Leng Yin", Leng Yan stepped forward silently, and when he raised his hand, the tombstone that was originally covered with dust was cleaned.

"Grandpa..."

That's right, this is Leng Yan's grandfather, that is, the cemetery of Leng Yin, the young master of the Leng family who came here through the spatial crack.

When Leng Yin first came here, he suffered a head injury, which caused him to lose his memory for more than ten years, and when he finally remembered everything, the meridians in his body had all been exhausted, and it was impossible for him to go back.

Disheartened, after settling down here, he thought that this life would pass like this, but in his old age, he saw Leng Yan, a little grandson with spiritual roots in his body.

Leng Yin instilled all kinds of knowledge in Leng Yan when he was very young, and urged him to go out and find the book, the purpose of which was to let Leng Yan take him back.

It's a pity that he didn't wait for the book until he died, maybe Leng Yin already knew the ending, so he wrote everything he knew in the letter when he still had some energy, and entrusted the post office to mail the letter to Leng Yan ten years later.

Later, when Leng Yan was brought back to the Leng family by that book, although the whole clan felt sorry for Leng Yin's death, they also quickly accepted the new young master, after all, the Leng family's blood is thin, in addition to Leng Yan, the youngest one is also hundreds of years old.

"Have you seen enough?"

Leng Yan retracted his thoughts, and as he spoke, his index finger and middle finger were brought together, and the fierce sword qi emitted from his fingertips stabbed straight in the direction behind him.

"It's rare to be so handsome, but it's not good-looking when it's fierce~"

A coquettish female voice sounded behind Leng Yan, followed by a pair of weak and boneless little hands on Leng Yan's shoulders, and when he fully appeared, looking at the overly familiar face in front of him, Leng Yan frowned and reprimanded.

"Change back!"

"Woo woo ~ what are you doing so fiercely?"

The young woman's eyes were filled with tears because of these words, and she sobbed quietly while not forgetting to stick it to Leng Yan's body.