The third letter was from Lin Xiao, who was investigating Huai Anqiu's affairs during this time.

Ye Feng didn't see the corpse in Huai'an District for a day, so he couldn't be at ease for a day. Lin Xiao was also worried about Huai Anqiu's fake death, and he never relaxed.

The people planted by the Sword Sect in the Xuanmen suddenly died, and all the clues of the investigation were all cut off at once.

Lin Xiao set out to investigate the cause of the spy's death and found that the spy was paying attention to the tomb of Huai'an Qiu. It is highly likely that the spies found something and were noticed by the people of the Xuanmen.

Although Lin Xiao has not made actual progress so far, Huai Anqiu does have the possibility of being alive.

If Huai Anqiu is really alive, things are terrible.

Lin Xiao and Huai Anqiu have an appointment of ten years and eight years, more than ten years, less than eight years, Lin Xiao will personally go to the Xuanmen to challenge Huai Anqiu and compete in the competition.

Ye Feng crumpled the three letters into powder and burned them.

"Haha...... Whether you live in the world or not, I will live you as a person. Ye Feng laughed loudly.

He leaned on the table, thinking about the master of the Xuanmen Sect and how to use the news.

As long as Huai Anqiu is not dead, there will be a battle between the Le Zhengge faction and the old master's faction.

In case Huai Anqiu was really alive, Ye Feng thought about whether to send the news to the old master. He would be happy to see the Xuanmen split, and it would be better if he could take the opportunity to meddle in the internal affairs of the Xuanmen.

After thinking about it, he decided to put it aside for the time being, and wait for the specific news to make plans.

lifted lightly, and when he landed, he reached his sad place.

Taking out the picture scroll of his beloved, Ye Feng stuck to the person in the painting, and said softly: "It's soon, I will send the Xuanmen down to bury you." ”

The person in the painting is always the same as when he was young, and everything is just like that time.

Suddenly, a low murmur came from the scroll, "Why bother. ”

Ye Feng's body stiffened, his voice was so familiar, even though it had been decades, he still reacted immediately.

There are spirits in the paintings, but unfortunately they are remnants.

"The energy contained in Xiao Wan's body is really powerful, and it must not fall into the hands of Xuanmen."

In the days when Xiao Wan first came to the Sword Sect, she had been staying on Niansu Mountain and accompanying Mu Fan.

There was a reason why Ye Feng let Xiao Wan ascend to the third layer of Yihua Pavilion, on the one hand, to test whether Xiao Wan really had hidden energy in her body, and on the other hand, to try to change the dead element.

In the picture scroll, there is a part of Su Su's remnant soul, but the soul has been dispersed, and the beauty will never come back.

Xiao Wan's body has the power to gather souls and reorganize broken souls.

After such half a year of recuperation, Su Su's remnant soul improved slightly, even if she didn't have a thought, but instinctively said what was in her heart.

There is no way to cure Su Su in the world, even if it is to use Xiao Wan as a sacrifice, or to use the five-color Soul Rejuvenation Pill. If you want to bring Su Su back to life, the only way to go to the ruins of the "Twelfth Floor" may not be able to find a way to resurrect the dead and the dead.

Su Su wanted Ye Feng to give up, let go of the people and things that should be put down, and feel the people and things around him that should be paid attention to.

She died, her soul was scattered, and she instinctively hoped that Ye Feng could let go of the past, and that was it......

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Mu Fan was lying on his stomach in the dirt, his body covered with the feces of some kind of spirit beast. He lay on the ground for two days, and he didn't move a single bit.

According to Xie Fa, smear the body with the feces of the spirit beast, and then try to fit the breathing rhythm of the spirit animal. As long as it is not very far away from the spirit beast, even a powerful divine sense may not be able to detect it.

Because of the presence of spirit beasts as cover, the divine consciousness is likely to confuse people covered in feces with spirit animals.

In this way, the smell is really dirty, but it is really useful.

Mu Fan has been paying close attention to the movements around him for the past two days, looking for the lone monk.

The news that Xie Fa took Mu Fan to provoke Fang Wanjian has spread, everyone is not stupid, Ye Feng has become Feng Dao's right-hand man, and Feng Dao instructed his disciples to help Ye Feng's three young disciples.

Fortunately, Mu Fan only followed Xie Fa alone, and the two of them couldn't turn the sky in the sword forging field.

Now most of the disciples are cultivating together, trying not to give Mu Fan and Xie Fa a chance.

During the two days that Mu Fan and Xie Fa were squatting, a total of two groups of people passed by. However, these two groups of people walked together, and Mu Fan couldn't retreat with his whole body, so he chose to continue lying on his stomach.

Xie Fa helped Mu Fan to further hide his breath, if the strong man probed carefully and found Mu Fan in ambush, then he would become the person on the other side to "kill" the two of them.

Mu Fan followed Xie Fa's instructions, his body was covered with spirit beast feces, and he hid not far from the spirit beast. No matter how smelly it is, it feels better than burying it in the ground.

Towards the end of the second day, Shefa was on the verge of giving up. He was going to take Mu Fan to the sword puppet field. It's more dangerous than most of the Swordsmith's Yard, but you can encounter people.

It's safer to stay here, but what's the use of not touching people?

In the middle of the night, Mu Fan felt that his eyelids were very heavy, and he even felt that he couldn't lift them.

Suddenly, the divine sense reached the edge of the range, and a breath broke in.

Mu Fan suddenly came to his senses, he tried to lift his spirits, and slightly moved his body that was about to stiffen. As soon as Xie Fa signaled that there was no one nearby, he immediately moved to clean up the person who had broken in.

Xie Fa raised his head, nodded to Mu Fan, and signaled that Mu Fan could go up, there was only one person coming.

Mu Fan turned his wrist twice, sensing the opponent's strength level.

Since Xie Fa allowed him to make a move, the opponent's strength would definitely not be too much higher than him.

He and Xie Fa stayed near a third-order late-stage spirit beast, and the person who came was close to the third-order late-stage spirit beast, which confirmed that the strength would not be very strong.

The one who waited for the arrival walked into the lair of the spirit beast and also walked into Mu Fan's field of vision.

The sword of the comer came out, and the spirit beast spilled blood.

Mu Fan's sword came out, and the comer knelt on the ground with his sword, his left arm lowered.

"It's really unfortunate that we have a crush on the same spirit beast." As he spoke, his momentum had risen to the peak, steadily rising above Mu Fan.

Mu Fan ran the true yuan and said, "Fei Ye, you have taken a fancy to the spirit beast, and I have taken a fancy to you." ”

"Oh, then, you're not going to let me go today."

"It's up to you."

The comer's left arm was stabbed by the Mu family, and the moment they fought just now, Mu Fan had a rough guess about the strength of the comer, which should be in the early stage of the Yutang Realm.

The spirit beast fell to the ground, and the comer killed the spirit beast of the late third order with a sword, and his skills were not weak.

If the two of them had been fighting hard just now, Mu Fan would definitely not be the opponent of the comer. At this time, one of the left arms of the comer was useless, and the outcome was unpredictable.

In the dark lair of the spirit beast, it is very difficult to rely on eyesight. Mu Fan has refined his body, and his eyesight is stronger than that of monks in the same realm, but it is not as strong as the eyesight of monks in the Yutang realm.

The shining sword light became the only light in the lair, and Xie Fa honestly lay on the ground, ignoring the sometimes bright and dark lair. He most hoped that Mu Fan would meet a slightly stronger opponent.

The person who came was not afraid of Mu Fan's three flying swords, no matter how many flying swords you have, I will break them with one sword.

Xie Fa gradually became interested, and he found that the strength of the person who came was not much stronger than Mu Fan, but the swordsmanship was more than a star and a half.

Mu Fan is no match for the comer.

The comer's shot is simple, and each move seems to have been repeated countless times and experienced many battles. Each of his swords was very stable, and he was at ease in the face of the three flying swords controlled by Mu Fan.