Wang Meng saw the instantly angry look on Lin Qinghan's face, and subconsciously looked at it.

When he also saw the black fire, he was so angry that he even ignored the itchy feeling caused by the toxin on his back.

He had only one thought on his mind right now.

That is to kill the rabbit cub who dared to burn down the ancestral hall on the spot!

Lin Qinghan looked at Wang Meng, knowing that he could not be ordered to return for treatment at this time.

In the ancestral hall, only those who have made significant contributions to the village have been eligible to have the tablet in it after death.

What does it take to be considered a person who has made a significant contribution?

It is the people who have led the whole village to prosper in the past!

It is the one who teaches the selfless dedication of the whole village of body practitioners!

Or the one with the most military achievements in many battles!

Even the captain of the escort team didn't say that after going west, he could enter the ancestral hall casually.

However, such a sacred place was taken advantage of by the villain to take advantage of the current war between the two sides?

How could he not be angry?

The two glanced at each other and ran towards the back of the ancestral hall.

Lin Qinghan glanced at the people in Qinglong Village who were affected by this and were in an unstable state on the field, and said loudly:

"Brothers, just kill the enemy!

In the other direction, Yang Fan had already walked out of the guard post for more than three hundred miles, and went to look for his grandfather's traces in the direction Xu Liuyi pointed out before.

It's just that when I passed by a certain alley, I found the blood stains that had been connected into a small river, and nothing else was found.

"There is no clue at all, if it goes on like this, how can you find it?"

Yang Fan really wanted to roar angrily to vent the resentment in his heart.

However, thinking that he might startle the snake, he still forced himself to suppress his impatience and stood in place for a moment of quiet breathing.

However, the people of Tiger Village kidnapped Wang Dexi just to lure Yang Fan to save people, how could they not leave any clues?

Now, for example, he saw a scribbled bloodstain on a corner of a wall in the distance, forming two crooked handwritings.

"Help me!"

Yang Fan was shocked, and under the shock of his heart, he hurriedly ran over to watch carefully.

The dark red blood had dried up and coagulated, but the blood stains that looked like water were still a little shocking.

I heard Xu Liuyi say before that his grandfather was taken away, and he shouldn't hurt him. Then the one who is most likely to leave these two blood words is his eldest brother, Li Shaobai.

But looking at the slightly slender handwriting on the wall in front of him, he really couldn't connect it with his eldest brother's wanton calligraphy.

This trap is really too clumsy.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly, and then looked up.

Even if you know that this is a trap, you still have to step on it willingly.

After discovering the first clue, it didn't take long for him to discover another.

It was a puddle of blood that was about to solidify, dry and dark all around, except in the middle of the low-lying place, there was a trace of viscous blood that rippled slightly in the night wind.

Leaning down and sniffing the smell of blood, Yang Fan stood up, sighed helplessly, shook his head and continued to look around.

Because the previous blood characters were exposed to the air for too long, and it was impossible to distinguish the breath on them after weathering, I don't know whose blood the two blood characters were written on.

On the contrary, the puddle of blood in front of him, because it has not dried up, can clearly distinguish the breath of the blood owner.

It was this small pool of blood that made him even more convinced that there was a trap waiting for him at the end of the road.

Because this was not the blood of Li Shaobai as he imagined, or the blood of any other person, but it was something he never thought of anyway...... Chicken blood.

After figuring out the original owner of this pool of blood, Yang Fan instantly thought of a lot.

If the blood on Li Shaobai's body can lead Yang Fan to the rescue, but what if there happens to be another body refiner who is familiar with him passing through here and also smells his scent?

But if it is a puddle of chicken blood spilled on the road, who will be bored to go and investigate now that the war has not ended?

Only Yang Fan, who is tracking down the whereabouts of Li Shaobai and Wang Dexi!

It was precisely for this reason that he confirmed that the other party would inevitably lay a net at the end of the line, and he would be captured in one fell swoop as soon as he appeared. When the time comes, if you want to kill or chop, you will be left to the other party.

Yang Fan's expression remained unchanged, and his indifferent gaze still swept around carefully.

In the process of tracking all the way, I don't know how many circles he made, and I don't know how many streets and alleys he detoured, and time passed imperceptibly, and the sky slowly entered the night.

"Whew...... These grandsons have the body refiners in the guard station patrolling, and they have worked hard to come up with so many clues!"

Facing the faint moonlight tonight, Yang Fan slowly walked out of the shadows, squinting his eyes and looking a kilometer away.

There was an ordinary house, exactly like the surrounding buildings, and even the smoke from the chimney on the roof was unremarkable.

The last clue he tracked, however, was to point in the direction of this place.

Within a radius of three kilometers, there was only one house that showed signs of human activity.

It's just that...... How could they be so sure that they would single-handedly break into the trap they had laid so early?

A sneering smile appeared on the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, and he turned around and left.

Anyway, the place has been investigated, and I am afraid that they will not be able to escape? At this time, I don't even have a decent weapon in my hand, and it is still the standard iron sword used after participating in the martial arts competition.

If you just break in to save people recklessly, and fall directly into the trap, not to mention, and even get into it yourself, wouldn't you fall into the hands of the enemy and give away people's heads in vain?

If you are worried that the enemy will take the bait that you have worked so hard to kidnap...... Or if it's the target, the sudden killer, it's just a waste of your brain cells.

If they really want to hurt their grandfather, or hurt Li Shaobai, it won't be too long before they can hurt it.

It was the coldest season of the whole winter, and the howling cold wind blew through his ears, cutting Yang Fan's exposed skin like a knife, but he didn't even shake a single hair.

This is the physical body of the grinding realm!

You don't need to protect your body, and you can not be afraid of the coldest weather in the four seasons. In fact, this kind of physical refiner who is in the upper realm wears clothes that fit the season, just to not look so weird.

Yang Fan ran with all his strength on the way to the battlefield, and ran straight to a distance of dozens of kilometers from the house, and then jumped on the roof and leaped away in a straight line.

Fang Yi stood on a high place, and his vision instantly became extremely broad.

A round of jade plates hung in the sky, emitting faint white rays, cold and deserted, and layers of mist covered the village in the air, and as far as the eye could see, there were actually four wilds. The wind blew through the dry treetops, and the swaying branches brought a touch of silence to the silent village.

If it weren't for the sound of boiling people coming from the distant complex of buildings with a huge bowl-shaped light mask on top, and the faint shouts of killing from the north, it would have been peaceful.

Although there was a strong interest in the giant light mask that radiated turquoise light over there, it was not a good time to take a detour.

Yang Fan glanced at the guard post from a distance, reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and rushed back to the battlefield.

This time, he didn't travel far enough to see a figure disappear in a flash of six or seven streets and alleys in the distance.

Although the light shield over there had no intention of going around for a look, it was purely because he was only curious about the giant arc cover.

Now that the war is not over, if you see someone with suspicious deeds in the village, you should naturally come forward and interrogate it.

Having made up his mind, the strength of Yang Fan's feet changed slightly, and he jumped towards the guard.

"Hey, stop!"

In a few moments, he caught up with the refiner, who was not very fast, and jumped from the tree to the ground, blocking the man.

When the man saw that there was suddenly one more person in front of him, his eternal speed suddenly became disordered, and one stumbled, and he almost fell to the ground.

Yang Fan frowned slightly.

If he was not mistaken, this person should have been a body refiner he had seen in front of the guard house after the martial arts conference had broken up a few days ago.

How did it end up here?

However, he said that the middle-aged man, who had just cultivated to the realm of boiling skin, was ordered by Liu Hu to take his real Xuantie sword towards the guard, and when he saw the sudden extra figure in front of him, he reflexively raised his sword and stabbed forward.

"Whoosh-"

A low sound of breaking the air sounded, and a broad, dark and dull sword stabbed straight out of his hand, and somehow, there was some instability in midair.

Yang Fan easily dodged this stab and snatched the broadsword with his backhand, but his heart was even more confused.

Whether in terms of feel or weight, this sword is the saber of Captain Liu Hu, who he had used for a short time before.

But the person in front of him doesn't look like a person who can snatch this sword from Uncle Liu?

Thinking of this, his voice had already cooled, and he said in a deep voice:

"Where did you get this sword?"

As soon as Li Haichuan fought, the other party took Captain Liu's "True Xuantie Sword" from his hand, and he was feeling remorseful in his heart, but suddenly heard the person who took the sword in his hand ask him again.

After a moment of discernment and fixed gaze, he was overjoyed.

Isn't this person in front of him Captain Yang Fan who entrusted him with the need to hand over the Xuantie Sword to the other party?

Unexpectedly, before he reached the guard post, he met him here. It's a no-brainer!

If he is allowed to run to the guard post again, it is difficult to say how long it will be before he can get there, given his physical fitness that is already close to the limit.

"Honestly explain the origin of this sword!"

Seeing the sudden joy on his face, Yang Fan spoke again, already with a bit of murderous aura.

It's just that before the words fell, a faint vitality suddenly gushed out from under the lower abdomen.

When he didn't have the slightest mental trick and cultivated any form of alchemy, a vitality automatically arose in his body.

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Phew, I have a friend here today, and I have been delayed for some time.

I'm sorry brothers.