"Did you put the wooden sign of 'Infanticide Maniac' on Jiang Miao?" Linghua frowned and poked his finger at the center of Henggu's eyebrows.

Heng Guru looked down and wrung his fingers when he did something wrong: "I just want him to get the punishment he deserves."

Linghua shook his head: "The greatest revenge is never to use oneself against the world, but to fight against fate and live one's life. Do you know that this is not a good way, not only will it not make him wake up, but it will also lead the people to use violence to cause more incidents, and all sentient beings are impetuous, how can we have the stability they deserve?"

She sighed and sat on the wooden bench, looking tired: "I don't want to get involved in the things of the world, but there are some things that want to stir me in. There are some things that I don't want to take care of, and when I do, I give birth to these forks."

Heng Gu pondered Linghua's words, and his voice was inaudible: "Did I do something wrong......

Linghua raised his forehead: "Do you know why I let him go?"

Heng Gu thought for a moment and secretly glanced at Linghua: "You said you wanted to give him relief."

Linghua sighed, "Heng Gu, you have also grown a lot, but you can't be so impatient. He had not seen the person who gave the medicine, but the person who gave the medicine knew where he was. If we let him go and keep an eye on him, we may be able to find him."

Henggu's whole body seemed to be burned by fire, and he hurriedly said guiltily, "I was the one who disrupted your plan, I'm sorry...... But at that time, I didn't know what was going on with my emotions, I just remembered being angry, and I couldn't care about anything else......

Linghua looked at the low-eyed and cramped young man in front of him seriously: "This is also what I want to say to you, the demon blood you drank in Jieping Town is not useless, it is affecting your mood everywhere, and even your judgment of some things.

I don't mean to blame you this time, but I want you to see your own power through this incident. This demonic power is rooted in your body, just like another head born by Jiang Miao, which is dark and destroying.

If you use this power well, you will become stronger, and if you don't, you will drag yourself down the quagmire and never recover.

Heng Gu thought for a moment, said "I understand", and slowly gathered the demonic power in his body, forming a dazzling blood-colored sphere in front of him.

His eyes were closed, his brows furrowed, and he injected his own natural spiritual power into the orb.

The two spiritual powers were intertwined and played with each other, and Henggu's own spiritual power slowly surrounded the demonic power, like a beam of light diving into the deep sea, slowly moving forward in the dark red demonic power.

The spiritual power went around in a circle, and suddenly broke off at the place where it was about to be handed over, and the demon power counterattacked and forced all the spiritual power to bounce back into Henggu's body, he snorted, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Linghua's heart jumped, and he hurriedly got up to support him, and stretched out his hand to cross some spiritual power for him: "Pushing too fast will lead to backlash, do you feel unwell?"

The ball gathered by the demonic power spread out and turned into a trace of red light and flew back into Heng Gu's body. He sat on the ground and straightened the pulse of his body, but the two forces could not merge with each other, coexist with each other, and occupy high positions with each other.

"Linghua, although I have nothing to do now, will I become a monster with two forces like Jiang Miao in the future?" Heng Gu touched the position of the dantian and said worriedly, "Now I don't know if I used the original spiritual power or drank the demon power brought by the demon blood."

Linghua also sat on the ground, and the warm Rouyi was placed on top of Henggu's head, stroking it again and again: "If you are in a hurry, you will move in the opposite direction of what you want, don't be impatient. This demonic power can be suppressed by your body, and it is only a matter of time if you want to use it for yourself, and I believe you can control this power."

"I also believe in myself, Linghua, thank you for not resenting me." Henggula tugged at her sleeve carefully, "Can I still fight alongside you?"

Linghua nodded his eyebrows again: "What do you think, I will leave no one behind."

Heng Gu smiled on his face, and took Linghua's hand and shook it happily.

"However, we still have to find a way to quickly suppress this force." Linghua opened the heart mirror, now the treasure mirror is more complete, the spirit method is also stronger, the original gray whirlpool is flashing with bright golden light, like the long river of history and the Milky Way stars, people can't take their eyes off it.

An Huai's face is precisely revealed

In the mirror, he was writing something on the desk, Qin Si was bored knocking melon seeds next to him, and both of them were speechless.

After being silent for a moment, Qin Si threw the melon seed skin in his hand: "You have been writing all day long, and I haven't seen you solve any cases. On the contrary, Linghua Henggu and they have been to Nanxiang for so long, and they don't even have a letter, so you don't worry?".

An Huai didn't raise his head: "What are you worried about? Linghua, a thousand-year-old spirit, can it still be eaten by people who only live for a few decades?"

Linghua was angry when he heard this, suppressed his anger and knocked on the mirror, and his voice was suppressed extremely calmly: "An Huai."

An Huai, who was drying his ink, was still focused on the work at hand: "I won't talk about books today, I want to listen to books and go to another house."

"Anhuai, listen to who I am."

Qin Si slapped An Huai's face hard: "You are stunned, this is Linghua!"

An Huai was stunned when he heard this, and the ink stopped blowing, so he put down the paper and looked into the air: "Linghua! Where are you? After falling in love, my spiritual power has become stronger, and I can't even sense the fluctuation of your spiritual power."

"That's because I got a broken mirror back." Linghua put a note into the mirror, "I have news to ask you about this time, I have written down the specific matters on paper, can you help me find out all the news about Jiang Miao?"

An Huai raised his eyes and saw a note falling from the sky, with a dense crowd of small letters, as if to say, "Things are not simple". He took the note and glanced at it, muttering, "I haven't given the money last time, and this time the mission is coming again, and it's difficult to support the family......

Linghua didn't hear it, and asked about Henggu, An Huai thought for a moment and took out an ancient book: "This is according to the friendship price, even if you have eighty taels of silver."

Linghua stretched out his hand to pass through the mirror, and took the ancient book in An Huai's hand as easily as he probed for something: "Thank you, I will go back to Cloud City and invite you to dinner."

After that, there is no news.

An Huai looked at the ancient book that disappeared in his hand for no reason: "Is it so powerful now...... Wrong! Heist it! Silk baby, she's robbing it raw!"

Nanxiang a few days later.

Jiang Miao's death is like a stone thrown into the river, stirring up a layer of waves and then there is no movement. Nanxiang is still the same Nanxiang, people support small boats and bamboo rafts on the river like swimming fish happily back and forth, children play back and forth on the bamboo raft, two or three naughty children can't keep their balance and fall into the water, setting off layers of laughter.

This is the Nango that people want to see, and it is also the Nango that everyone expects to live in.

"It's so good, Linghua, happy days are finally back." The woman in the goose yellow dress by the window smiled and looked back at her, "No matter what you think of me, I will always regard you as a friend, and I will always remember your help."

Yuan Qiuying's smile made Linghua's heart even more worried, she looked at the light yellow clothes, and recalled the premonition of the moment before - Yuan Qiuying was lying on the ground in a goose yellow silk dress and did not bat at a glance.

At that time, she had a hunch and entered the house with a pot of flowers, and it didn't look like an accident would happen, but now she ...... Linghua's gaze was completely glued to Yuan Qiuying's clothes, wasn't it that day, should it be this moment?

Yuan Qiuying saw Linghua staring at her dress in a daze, and turned around to show Linghua with joy and pride: "This is a new one that my father sent for me, and he treats me very well now, like his own daughter."

Yes, Master Yuan is now good to Yuan Qiuying, so who else can hurt her?

"It's that Chu Qiyang has always been unwilling to simply reconcile with me, and he was kicked out by my father after a few days of stalking, and now he is like a dog that has been losing his home, and he no longer has any wishful thinking." Yuan Qiuying rarely kept laughing, she sat down and picked up a piece of candied fruit and put it in her mouth to taste it repeatedly, "This is what life should be like."

Don't disturb her joy...... Linghua's words of reminder didn't come out after all, and sat down to eat candied fruit with her: "Now all the sweetness is what you exchanged for bitterness, congratulations."

Yuan Qiuying looked at the sky outside the window: "Now I dare to know, it turns out that the sky is blue, birds are migratory, and people are happy. As long as Chu Qiyang no longer pesters me, I will be the most beautiful person in the world."

Pester? Happy? Linghua's sudden breath

Hurrying up, several images flashed uncontrollably in his mind: a knife flashing with a chill stabbed into his thin body, Yuan Qiuying fell to the ground, staring and twitching, and then lost his breath.

"Linghua, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Qiuying kept shaking her arm, "You are very wrong today, is it the infanticide demon that scared you?"

"Qiu Ying, you have to be careful of the first ......."

Before the words fell, an eager footstep came from outside the door, the door was kicked open vigorously, and a tall figure swept in front of Yuan Qiuying, and before she could react, a beam of cold light appeared, stabbing down from a high place without leaving any room.

"Die!"

The man's angry roar stabbed his eardrums, and Linghua shot a backhand like a sleeve arrow, which accurately passed through the man's shoulder blades.

"Ahh He screamed in pain and covered his wounds.

The dagger fell in response to the sound and was at Yuan Qiuying's feet. Although her mind was cloudy, her body was very clear, and she immediately picked up the dagger and stabbed it mercilessly into the man's heart.

"You're the one who deserves to die, Chu Qiyang. Everyone who stands in the way of my perfect life has to get out of the way, do you think I'm just talking about playing and not daring to fight you?" Yuan Qiuying leaned into Chu Qiyang's ear and whispered, "Yuan Qiuying has already changed, but you are still looking at me with the eyes of the past, and you only get one end, that is, you will be eliminated by me and die."

Chu Qiyang looked at the wound on his chest in disbelief, and without leaving any words, he lay straight on the ground, and soon lost his breath.

The person who died blindly became Chu Qiyang.

Because of Linghua's intervention, some things that should have been destined have changed. She was a little stunned for a while, she never thought that she would change the future at the cost of her life.

For a moment, Linghua seemed to jump out of herself, and also out of all living beings, overlooking the world, thinking about the long river of time, and a voice in her heart condemned herself: "You shouldn't do this."

"I want to reconcile with you, but you refuse to let go for the sake of my original family's money. I don't know how to save you, it's a shame that you're hard to change. Your fate is to die."

Linghua listened to Yuan Qiuying's words and suddenly came back to his senses, maybe some things, mistakes, are all destined. Fate seems to change, but in fact it is still conserved.

Maybe that's fine......

Chu Qiyang's body was lying in the room and had not yet been resolved, but the transmission note in the purse on her waist lit up. Is it Yang Xichi?

Ever since he sent Chen Wan to the underworld to reincarnate in the Chunnuan Pavilion, there has been no news of him, and now there are monsters rampant outside, plus the people provided by Jiang Miao's Qingxin Pill have arrived at Qingyoumen...... It seems that it is too late to meet Yang Xi.

Linghua turned his back and took out the transmission note to unfold it, but saw a few big characters scribbled -

"Where is the first one? Chongjun suddenly has a demonic situation, come quickly, urgently."

Linghua suddenly closed the paper talisman and touched the paper figure that Yang Xichi handed to her in her purse.