Qingxuanguan, inside the meditation room.

Qingxuan Lao Dao stood outside.

"Dead! One of the half-step eighth-grade ghost cultivators and eight ninth-grade yin souls in my refining blood soul banner are all dead! ”

Qing Xuan Lao Dao showed a painful look on his face, and said to the door in a low tone.

There was silence in the meditation room.

Then, a voice came from the shadows—

"It seems that this Yin and Yang family still has that kid, and he has some skills."

This voice is soft to the bone, just listening to the sound, it makes people feel powerless and imaginative.

"Then do you want the old man to take action himself?"

A trace of coldness flashed in Qing Xuan's old Dao eyes.

In any case, today's loss also makes Qingxuan Lao Dao heartbroken.

Killing the little girl of the Yin and Yang family with his own hands, and a vulgar martial artist, not only can he be caught, but he can even take revenge, no matter how you think about it, it is an extremely cost-effective thing.

"No hurry! You arrange people, first go to knock on the mountain and shake the tiger. As for yourself, don't leave Qingxuanguan these days. The Festival is just around the corner, and there's no room for error! ”

"As long as the puja is over, then leave the scope of Qingyun City, or even leave Great Xia!"

The coquettish voice in the wing room came again, directly rejecting Qing Xuan's proposal.

Qing Xuan Lao Dao's expression darkened.

Sigh.

It seems that there is some unwillingness.

However, Qing Xuan Lao Dao didn't dare to say anything.

He naturally knows what the so-called "knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger" means.

At this moment, the door of the meditation room was suddenly blown open by a strong wind-

"Proper double cultivation, it can help heal injuries, you come in!"

A charming voice came.

Qingxuan Lao Dao suddenly breathed rapidly, and his previous dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant.

The old man's face showed a hint of ecstasy, full of ambition, and he strode into the meditation room.

After all, Qing Xuan Lao Dao is a person from the high-martial world of Great Xia, and he doesn't understand a truth-

Lick the dog, lick the dog, lick to the end, and there is nothing left.

The next day, Feng Zhiwei house.

The sky was bright.

Lin Bei was in the courtyard, naked, revealing his strong muscles, and practiced the iron cloth shirt.

Yesterday, he killed a half-step eight-rank female ghost cultivator and obtained a large amount of killing qi.

Lin Bei used all this killing aura for the drill of the iron cloth shirt.

However, after stepping into the eleventh iron cloth shirt, if you want to be promoted to the twelfth level, the killing qi required is to rise geometrically.

The killing aura of the half-step eighth-grade female ghost cultivator made Lin Bei feel that he had touched the boundary of the twelve-heavy iron cloth shirt, and he was only a little short of being able to be successfully promoted.

"Whew!"

Lin Bei exhaled slowly.

The breath is long, long and deep.

The mood gradually calmed down.

Since he learned the Iron Crotch Gong and deduced it to the tenth level, Lin Bei was able to swallow the innate pure yang qi and temper the physical body.

This is the great creation.

However, there are drawbacks.

The disadvantage is that Lin Bei was shocked to find that early this morning, his yang energy was too strong, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

There seems to be an evil fire in his heart, constantly stirring, wanting to vent.

Lin Bei could only rely on practice to suppress the evil fire.

"No wonder Liu Yuan can give birth to so many cubs. It turns out that sometimes it is forced to open for business! ”

Lin Bei smiled slightly, and thought with a bad taste in his heart.

"Little uncle, it's time to eat! Hurry up and get dressed, there are other ladies at home! ”

Feng Zhiwei came out of the hall, glanced at Lin Bei a few times, and then reminded him.

"Okay!"

Lin Bei agreed, and changed into a brand-new fast hunting suit.

Yesterday's clothes, in the process of fighting evil spirits, have been tattered.

Fortunately, as an errand man, he ate the imperial grain and received the grace of the imperial court.

This catches fast clothes, and there is also a spare.

Lin Bei, Pu Jia, and Feng Zhiwei sat down.

After Feng Zhiwei learned Pu Jia's identity, his attitude also changed greatly.

Even in the morning, there was a table of good dishes.

Among them, Feng Zhiwei bought a roasted braised pig in the market in order to make amends.

Pu Jia had just recovered from her injury, and when she saw a table of good dishes, she couldn't help but move her index finger.

Lin Bei is also stained with the light of the leaves.

"Puff puff!"

Lin Bei and Pu Jia, two dry rice people, began to make desperately.

Feng Zhi was slightly dumbfounded and watched all this.

Because, Pu Jia directly performed a talent for Feng Zhiwei-

Three mouths and one pig.

Feng Zhiwei's brain was terrified.

She noticed that bowls of delicious food eventually became empty bowls.

It's horrible!

Feng Zhiwei's face turned pale.

At this moment, there is only one thought in her brain-

With this amount of food, it is even more terrifying than that of the little uncle Lin Bei, if this girl stays at home for a little longer, won't the house be emptied?

For a while, Feng Zhiwei was a little scared.

However, after Feng Zhiwei knew Pu Jia's identity, she didn't dare to say anything.

After all, if you offend the other party, you will only be afraid of trouble.

Thinking of this, Feng Zhiwei had a pair of beautiful eyes with tears.

Those who remain by themselves must be fed with tears.

"Knock knock!"

"Is Lin Bei there? I'm Liu Yuan! ”

There was a knock on the door of the house.

Lin Bei put down his chopsticks and prepared to go out.

After getting up, Lin Bei thought slightly, took away a pig's trotter from his bowl again, and then glared at Pu Jia viciously.

Pujia's chopsticks are only 0.01 cm away from the pig's trotters in Linbei.

Doing bad things was noticed, and Pu Jia was quite embarrassed.

As soon as Lin Bei opened the door, he saw Liu Yuan.

Liu Yuan poked his head out and saw Pu Jia and Feng Zhiwei who were eating in the mansion, the corners of his mouth went up, revealing a smile.

"Miss Pujia, was you in your mansion last night?"

Liu Yuan asked.

"Hmm!"

Lin Bei stuffed a pig's trotter in his mouth and replied vaguely.

"Hey, brother, thank you brother, right? I'm the second, invincible in the world. Now you realize it, right? ”

Liu Yuan gently tapped Lin Bei's chest with his elbow.

The eyes were weird, revealing a look that only a man understands.

In Liu Yuan's opinion, Lin Bei, a young man, has a future!

This "big" person who came from the capital of Emperor Qingyun was just a day, and he was "made" to his home by Lin Bei.

Tut-tut!

Lin Bei is a person who can handle it, and the road will be wider in the future, so it is very reasonable to casually bring him Liu Yuan's big brother, isn't it?

Lin Bei gave Liu Yuan a roll of his eyes and said:

"If there's a fart, let it go!"

Liu Yuan was reminded by Lin Bei, but he remembered to get down to business.

Liu Yuan's face changed suddenly, his face was full of sadness, he sighed, and said:

"Head, I died last night!"

Liu Yuan raised his head and looked at Lin Bei, and Lin Bei could see that Liu Yuan's eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

His sorrow, which flows from the heart, does not seem to be fake.

Lin Beida was taken aback.

The heart is shocked.

What echoed in his mind was full of Xue Xun's past voice and smile.

Xue Xun, this dog official who eats and waits for death, is greedy and greedy, and is greedy and greedy, he is dead?

Lin Bei was silent for a quarter of an hour, and then asked in a slightly hoarse voice:

"Who did it?"

At this moment, Lin Bei was like a wounded beast, and in his eyes, there was a faint surge of blood and qi, revealing his evil spirit......