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Cool spirit, in charge of people's sanity.

It is precisely because these women have all lost the soul of Shuang Ling that they have become stupid.

These people should be those girls who keep disappearing.

Fortunately, what was lost was only Shuangling, and if it was the fetal light, these women would not have much time to live.

But, how can it be said that it is lucky?

"Draw away the souls of men, those in the temple...... How dare they?! ”

They were all monks, and Yan Ming naturally knew how painful and frustrating it was for a person to be drained from his soul alive.

"If we can recover their souls, maybe there will be a chance to recover."

"Heh, like a beast, locked up in this dirty, smelly, dark house, and humiliated, can it really be restored?"

“……”

Yes, even if it is restored, can those people still accept that they have such a past?

Wen Fengxu looked at the sluggish female slaves in the cage, wearing tattered clothes that could not be dissolved, some of them sat motionless in the corner as if they were dead, and some of them were unconscious, constantly banging their heads against the iron railings around them.

Even if the Temple of Light hadn't destroyed their Soul of Coolness, would it really be able to recover?

These, did someone do it maliciously, or did the Temple of Light really do this evil?

After a while, Wen Fengxu retracted his gaze, "It's a little complicated, let's get out of here first." ”

……

When they returned to Tingxianglou again, something unexpected happened to the two.

Peng Zhang has arrived.

He also knew that he was low-key, and he did not publicize his identity in a big way, but in a very low-key manner, he met the person in charge of Tingxianglou as an ordinary benefactor.

The person in charge turned out to be Aunt Ying.

And the most unexpected thing is that the people who follow Peng Zhang's side actually have cold cultivation rules.

He is wearing a dark robe, although many people still notice him, but it can still be called low-key.

The entire place on the first floor is almost discussing two topics - Hu Zhongsan just now, and the beautiful young man in front of him.

Yan Ming also spotted him, and looked at Wen Fengxu suspiciously, with a hint of coolness in his tone, "Why did he come too, or did he come with Peng Zhang?" ”

Now, anyone who has a relationship with the lackeys of the Temple of Light, Yan Ming can share the sky with him.

Wen Fengxu shook his head.

She didn't know what the hell Leng Xiu had in mind, but she didn't plan to appear in front of Peng Zhang, and the two of them avoided them and returned to the third floor.

When "......" passed by the second floor, Wen Fengxu passed by Yinggu, the head of the downstairs, and a fishy smell passed under his nose.

Wen Fengxu felt that the smell was a little familiar, as if she had smelled it somewhere, but she didn't think much about it for a while, and turned around and went to Jing Zhihuai's room after going upstairs.

In the afterglow, Wen Fengxu's back disappeared, and Leng Xiu casually withdrew his gaze, pinched the teacup, looked lazily, and smiled at everyone.

……

That night, a shocking news spread all over the streets and alleys of Anyuan City, and almost everyone in Xianglou was discussing this matter.

Hu Zhongsan died.

It is said that before he died, he was crazy, and he smashed many people's stalls on the street, and the appearance of death was also bizarre, one second he was still on the street to cause trouble to the people, and the next moment he fell to the ground and died.

Wen Fengxu heard the news, both a little puzzled and a little regretful.

Unfortunately, she thought she could send him on his way with her own hands.

Wondering......

"I'll just take off both of his arms, that's all." was stared at uncomfortably, Jing Zhihuai confessed directly to Wen Fengxu.

"That's it?" Xin Huaiyu clapped his hands directly, "Wonderful, Brother Jing, if you don't say it, it's you, I'm a younger brother in front of you!" ”

Wen Feng glanced at her, and his gaze turned to Yan Ming leisurely.

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