Wei Wan knelt on the ground and told Zheng Shengmo about the killing of the Red Flame Fox by Zheng Shengmo and the siege of the Red Flame Fox by the disciples.

The man was still sitting with his back to Wei Wan, and when she finished speaking, he snorted coldly:

"The Red Flame Fox is a fake."

Wei Wan was stunned and looked at the man in amazement: "Fake? But we've all fought with it, and the Red Flame Fox's detachment is as powerful as the legend says. ”

"The last Red Flame Fox in the world died twenty years ago."

The man sneered.

"The Red Flame Fox is dead?" Wei Wan was stunned and hurriedly asked:

"Who killed it?"

The man said calmly: "The spring red begonia of the Qinglian Gate." ”

Wei Wan's body trembled, her head buried slightly, and she stopped talking.

He had heard his father mention the name Chunhongtang more than once, especially in that valley, when his cultivation failed to satisfy his father.

The father would always say that it would be nice if his daughter was Chun Hongtang instead of her.

Somehow, Wei Wan suddenly remembered the nightmare just now, what Mo Kill said to her:

"Father just took a fancy to your talent and made you his daughter."

In fact, whether it was her father or younger brother, no matter how she beat and scolded her, she didn't care, but every time they said that she was not worthy of being their relative, Wei Wan's heart hurt like someone was cutting her with a knife.

She lived for twenty years in the valley where no one was, she was too afraid of loneliness and too longing for her loved ones.

So every time I heard my father say that I hope Chun Hongtang is her daughter, she is very hurt and scared.

Even now, when she heard the name, she was a little afraid to face it.

The man didn't seem to notice Wei Wan's emotions, or he didn't care at all, and said lightly:

"Except for the Red Flame Fox in the world, who else do you think can use the fire?"

Wei Wan raised his head suddenly: "Xia Qinglian? ”

The man suddenly laughed: "I'm looking for her, but she sent her to the door, Ah Ling, you must find her this time!" ”

"Yes."

Wei Wan lay on the ground, respectfully answered, and asked:

"Father, the matter of Elder Zheng will soon spread all over the world, and the reputation of the Zhenyang Sect"

"It's just Zhenyang Sect, it's just a tool, Ah Ling, don't worry about other things, find Xia Qinglian first, understand?"

"Yes."

Wei Wan slowly raised her head, hesitated, and finally said:

"Father, there's one thing I want to ask you."

The man's voice was a little impatient, and he said coldly, "Say." ”

Wei Wan bit her lip, her hair hung down on her cold forehead, and her voice trembled slightly:

"Father, my brother once said, I, I am not your daughter, you killed my parents and robbed me, is this true?"

"Mo Ling!!"

The man's voice suddenly became stern, Wei Wan's body trembled, and her body lay on the ground:

"I'm sorry, father."

The man said coldly: "You disappointed me too much, you know what to do." ”

"Yes."

Wei Wan hurriedly agreed, then took out a thorn whip from the storage bag and presented it with both hands.

The man in the light curtain didn't turn around, but just raised his hand, and the stabbing whip in Wei Wan's hand was actually controlled by him and flew up!

Thousands of miles away, the Heavenly Imperial Objects can only be done by transforming into a god realm.

Wei Wan seemed to have seen it for a long time, and she didn't have the slightest surprise, but silently turned her back to the man in the light curtain, took off her shirt, and showed her scarred back.

The stabbing whip in mid-air seemed to be held in someone's hand, and the whip body swung down violently, slamming it on Wei Wan's back!

Syllable!

As the whip hit the skin and the sound of the whip piercing into the flesh, a little blood splattered to the ground.

Wei Wan's body trembled slightly, biting her lip, but she didn't make any sound.

Bang Bang Bang!

The Piercing Whip was grasped by a man thousands of miles away, turning into an afterimage, but in a moment, hundreds of strokes had been drawn.

Wei Wan was still kneeling on the ground, her white forehead was covered with sweat, her body was straight, and her body was already covered with blood.

And the skin on her back has been peeled open, and she can no longer find a piece of intact skin.

The man finally had enough, the stabbing whip fell to the ground with a thud, Wei Wan silently put on her clothes, turned around, and kowtowed to the man:

"The father is angry, it's the daughter who is wrong."

The man seemed to have vented enough, and his voice finally became gentle:

"Ah Ling, I know you blame me for leaving you alone in the valley, but if I don't do this, how can you concentrate on cultivation, how can you have today's cultivation and achievements?"

"Ink Kill has already let me down once, I don't want you to be like him, you know?"

"You are my daughter, everything I do is for you, don't you believe your father's words?"

Wei Wan rested her forehead against the cold ground where her blood was still moored, and replied respectfully:

"Father, the daughter is wrong, the daughter must listen to you!"

The man nodded, and said with satisfaction: "That's right, since Xia Qinglian dares to pretend to be a Red Flame Fox, she must have some intention, she should still follow you, you try to find her." ”

"Yes."

Seeing that Wei Wan had regained his obedient appearance, the man continued:

"There is one more thing, in half a year, you have to get the qualification to enter the Flying Immortal Pavilion and help me get a treasure out."

The Flying Immortal Great Competition is a major event in the entire cultivation world, and it only happens once in twenty years, and all the young monks in the Hongzhou Continent can participate.

The monks who win the top three can enter the Feixian Pavilion for half a day, and can freely watch the classic exercises inside, and can also choose a treasure.

Wei Wan asked respectfully, "Father, what treasure do you want?" ”

"Soul Seal."

The man's words made Wei Wan look up in surprise.

"Soul Seal?"

She had heard of this treasure, it was not a magic weapon to help practice or fight, and its only function was to complete people's souls.

However, there are very few people in the world who have incomplete souls, so the soul seal is of little use to most people.

"You have to get this treasure for me, understand?"

"Yes, father."

The light curtain disappeared, the bead fell, Wei Wan hurriedly reached out to catch it, and tears suddenly fell on her expressionless face when she was whipped.

She fell limply to the ground, her hair and body stained red with blood on the ground, and she held the beads on her chest in her slender hands.

"Father, why are you lying to me, why."

Following.

The head of the city of Zhenlian.

The guards suddenly shouted loudly:

"The demon beasts on Qilian Mountain are back! They're restored! ”

"The tide of beasts has receded!"

"The tide of beasts has receded!"

The sign of the end of the beast tide is that the high-grade demon beasts disappear, and those low-level demon beasts that have been controlled are lifted from their berserk state, return to normal, and return to the place where they once lived.

At this time, the picture that the guards saw was that countless low-level demon beasts had returned to Qilian Mountain and regained their former docility.

At noon that day, Xu Jiangxing and Jianyue also received messages from various places.

In the four domains of East Cultivation, Southern Demon, Western Emperor, and Northern Wilderness, high-grade demon beasts disappeared, and low-level demon beasts returned to normal.

This also means that this time the beast tide is completely over.

Then, Jianyue, Su Xin, Chun Ningzhi, Wei Wan and others also received orders from Zhenyang Sect, and all the disciples who were fighting against the beast tide outside should return to Zhenyang Mountain within three days to resume their lives.

That night, Xu Jiang set up a banquet to bid farewell to the immortal elders of the Zhenyang Sect.

At the farewell banquet, He Zhiqiu, a disciple of the outer sect of Huashen Peak, replaced Zheng Shengmo and became the most respected disciple of the Zhenyang Sect.

At the same time as He Zhiqiu's heroic deeds of retreating from the Red Flame Fox, there was also a scandal of Zheng Shengmo raping a junior female disciple and killing dozens of disciples.

The next day, Jianyue led the disciples of the Zhenyang Sect to leave Zhenlian City and embark on the return journey back to Zhenyang.

The monk traveled quickly, and was less than two thousand miles away from Zhenyang City that night.

The people rested in a mountain forest.

Late at night.

Ruomei stepped out of the resting tent, walked to a wooded area away from the camp, and turned back.

"Senior Sister Wei, you have been secretly spying on me for the past two days, what is the matter with you?"

(End of chapter)