At this moment, the fog in front of Xie Zhengliu's eyes seemed to have been removed.

She suddenly recalled that her ancestor Jing Feixing had said that Feng Qianhan had arranged for someone to search for exercises that could see through luck.

If Zhao Qingwu learns this exercise, then it makes no sense that Feng Qianyan, who is a master, will not!

The fragments of all this were suddenly connected by an invisible silk thread, so that Xie Zhengliu finally figured it all out.

In the original battle, Feng Qianhan already knew that he would lose. Although he knew that this kind of qi luck exercise would be detrimental to his future cultivation, in front of the number one position in the world, he still couldn't resist the temptation/temptation, and he still learned that exercise.

So he successfully seized Meng Fuwei's luck, and in that most critical battle, he successfully defeated the opponent, and also cut off the possibility of the opponent getting up again.

Since then, he has ascended to the sky in one step, and he also took advantage of Meng Fu's worst luck to splash all the dirty water on him.

Since then, Meng Fuwei, who is like the pride of the sky, has completely fallen and become a "wasted person" who can only leave three thousand in ashes.

And Feng Qianhan, who really did his tricks and feet, perfectly harvested all the spoils, and with the help of the Punishment Evil Sect, he sat firmly in the position of the Sword Venerable, and completely lifted himself to the altar.

After sorting out this, Xie Zhengliu closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath.

The expression of the man in Tsing Yi on the side was still ugly, and he seemed to want to ask Han Cheng more carefully, but because Xie Zhengliu and the others were still there, it was not good to open his mouth like this.

Han Cheng's gaze wandered between the two people, and he had already guessed that these four people were not in a group.

"I've told you everything I know, and now, can I leave?" Han Cheng asked.

He thought that the deal with Xie Zhengliu and the others was over, and now that he had no worries about his life, he just wanted to leave here as soon as possible and find a place where no one knew him to start over.

Han Cheng didn't want to get involved in everything about Ghost Face Butterfly anymore, he wanted to live a free and easy life.

Xie Zhengliu was a man of his word, and he didn't embarrass him anymore.

After all, from his words, several people also knew that the pill they had been taking was not a good thing, and no one knew what the impact of the pill on Han Cheng was, and no one knew how long he could live.

Why waste time for a person who is destined not to have a good end, the four of them simply let him go.

Han Cheng's expression was immediately covered with ecstasy, he genuinely expressed his gratitude to the four of them, and then walked straight out of the door of this mansion without even wearing a mask, wanting to disappear from their sight.

It's just that he still underestimated the horror of the Ghostface Butterfly after all.

The moment Han Cheng's feet stepped out of the hospital door, an inexplicable pain spread from his heart.

Han Cheng didn't have time to react, his people had already fallen to the ground.

The darkness of Eternal Night City completely obscured his figure, and if it weren't for Xie Zhengliu and the others who had been watching him, they probably wouldn't have been able to detect his abnormality.

The four of them hurriedly stepped forward to see what was happening, but it only took them a few breaths to walk up to the front and back, and all they saw was a pile of empty clothes.

The man in Tsing Yi stepped forward and picked up his clothes, and gray powder instantly spilled out of his clothes.

With a clanging sound, the ring that Han Cheng had been wearing on his hand fell to the ground.

He ...... "Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhuang Youqian was a little silent.

Yue Mingqiu continued what his companion had not finished saying: "He died." ”

Yes, Han Cheng died, and he died in front of them.

Not only that, but the other party's death was without warning, and even the corpse capital quickly turned into ashes.

The man in Tsing Yi took a deep breath: "I should have guessed a long time ago, if the person behind him is really from the Ascension Realm, then how could the other party only use a prohibition on him?" ”

The prohibition that Han Cheng was aware of was probably just a cover-up, so that he couldn't discover the more terrifying things under this layer of prohibition.

Once the outermost prohibition is touched or destroyed in a way unknown to the owner, then the truly deadly thing is opened.

"From the beginning, those people didn't want them to leave Ghostface alive." The man in Tsing Yi made his judgment.

The so-called search for subordinates in the middle three thousand is actually looking for a substitute for the ghost.

"He should have died after the ban was destroyed by the Substitute Spirit Gu, but the effect of the Substitute Spirit Gu is still there, supporting him to answer our questions. Just when he thought he was about to truly gain freedom, the power of the Spirit Gu was consumed. Xie Zhengliu analyzed.

The people who were about the Ghost Face Butterfly didn't expect that this cultivation realm, which was not in their eyes, would have such an existence as a substitute spirit Gu, which made their flawless extermination plan flawed.

It was precisely because of this accident caused by a coincidence that Xie Zhengliu and the others got the most precious and dangerous news.

The man in Tsing Yi possessed and collected the ashes on the ground, and after the monk died, he was completely dead, leaving no trace of his soul.

He helped collect Han Cheng's relics, and planned to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to bury people in the future, but he also fulfilled his last wish to be free.

For Han Cheng's death, the four of them did not feel pity, but were more worried about the ghost-faced butterfly.

Although Han Cheng was indeed deceived, his hands were also stained with too much innocent blood.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already agreed with the other party about the content of the deal, Xie Zhengliu really didn't want to let people go.

As soon as Han Cheng died, the rest of the ghost-faced butterflies who came with him to carry out the mission of hunting the man in Tsing Yi also lost their lives one after another.

They died in the same way as the young man who had touched the ban before, and even though Xie Zhengliu didn't interrogate these people again, they still died.

How many people speculate that this ban also includes not returning to the organization within the time limit?

It's just that these are just speculations, and the truth still needs to be investigated by a few people.

The things he wanted to know were basically clear, and without the purpose of coming here, Xie Zhengliu didn't plan to stay in the dangerous Eternal Night City.

A few people retreated from the room of the Bafang Inn, simply packed their luggage and prepared to leave.

And the man in Tsing Yi, who temporarily repelled the pursuers, naturally wanted to leave, he had already got the clues he wanted, and the next thing was just to continue the investigation in this direction.

It was probably a good impression of Xie Zhengliu, and the man in Tsing Yi deliberately looked for her before leaving: "Alas, I just heard that you are from Hengtian Sect before, and I haven't asked you who your master is." Tell me, maybe I'll have the opportunity to go to Hengtian Sect to find you in the future." ”

The eyes of the man in Tsing Yi hidden under the mask were already smiling, and he imagined in his mind how surprised and unexpected the other party would be when he saw him again.

But soon he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Xie Zhengliu gave him three words back: "Meng Fuwei." ”

Meng Fuwei?!

The man in Tsing Yi was stunned, then looked Xie Zhengliu up and down, and then couldn't help laughing wildly.

"What are you laughing at?" Xie Zhengliu didn't understand what was funny about these three words.

The man in Tsing Yi shook his head: "It's not funny, I just think we're quite lucky." Goodbye, I hope that the next time we meet, the atmosphere between us can be a little more harmonious. ”

Leaving this sentence and the title that he couldn't say in his heart, the man in Tsing Yi quickly walked into the deep night.

Maybe the next time they meet, he can tell each other his identity and name in a dignified manner!