The voice was so abrupt and loud that if it did echo in this small city, it is estimated that many people would be furious and try to find the guy who spoke to settle the score.

The only people who could hear this voice were the Northern Meditation Cultivator and his party, as well as Liao Luofeng, who had stopped.

Except for Meng Heliu, who was curious and inquiring, four words flashed in everyone's minds.

Voices of thought.

This is not a profound Yizong skill, as long as you have a little cultivation in Yizong, you can basically do it, and who is the person who speaks is the biggest problem at present.

Liao Luofeng suddenly began to laugh, his laughter was extremely hearty, but the resentment in his heart poured out, full of deterrence: "I see, I was really underestimated." ”

Liao Zhutou's words are wrong. I don't dare to underestimate the world-famous Wind Catchers, and if it weren't for your tracking skills, I wouldn't have been able to find them so quickly. ”

Liao Luofeng smiled and said in a slightly cold tone: "Should I praise you for your clever methods?"

He boasts that his ability to observe words and emotions is first-class, and he can judge the truth or falsehood of the other party's words from the subtle changes in the other party's speech and expression, so he has always believed the other party, but now the facts tell him that he is the one who is being used, and he also makes himself proud of the tracking technique has become a tool for the other party to achieve his goals, but he has not discovered the truth until now, which is a great shame for a head catcher who has been chasing the murderer and solving the case all year round.

There was a mocking tone in his tone, but the man's answer was rather shameless: "If you think so." ”

Lu Linxi really couldn't listen to it at this time, and sneered: "Qi Weibian, do you have the courage to transmit the sound of your mind next to you, don't you have the courage to really come out to meet people?"

Qi Weibian's voice did not continue to come, as if he disdained to make any refutation of Lu Linxi's words, and it was a crisp female voice that answered him.

"People like us, when do we need to be upright?"

This sentence was not a transmission of thoughts, everyone could hear it clearly, but Bei Mingxiu and the others had long been far away from the square where the townspeople remembered Shen Yan, and there were no other residents nearby, so they did not bring any commotion to the town.

And while talking, walking towards them was a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a crisp and pleasant female voice came out of his mouth, which anyone who looked at it would find incredible.

Lu Linxi sneered and shouted, "Aunt Wu, have you seen my Uncle Guan?"

When the big man heard this, he wiped all the decorations off his face, and smiled, a rough man with a full face of flesh turned out to be a girl with a bright water in an instant.

With this kind of disguise kung fu, the person who comes can only be the master of the Eight Doors of the Ghost Domain, Wu Qingqian.

"Your Uncle Guan has been doing a lot lately, and he shouldn't be able to come here for a while, if there is anything, you can tell my sister. ”

Lu Linxi waved his hand and said, "Then don't bother Aunt Wu, you are old, you should go back to recuperate." ”

"Your mouth is still so sweet. ”

She turned her gaze to Liao Luofeng, with a resentful expression on her face: "Liao Da catches the head, do you know that because of your existence, I was forced to leave far away and was entangled in a lot of trouble?"

Liao Luofeng ignored her, but shouted around: "Qi Weibian, your true identity, I am becoming more and more curious." ”

"Liao Zhutou wants to know, how can I refuse?"

While speaking, a scholar in a green shirt walked into the arena at some point, this person was quite heroic between his eyebrows, it was the master of the Eight Red Blood Gates of the Ghost Domain, and he was leading Qi Weibian who stepped on the Yellow Spring.

The corners of Liao Luofeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "Now I won't call you Brother Qi." ”

It was precisely because of the "chance encounter" of this scholar that he had some friendship after chatting with each other and signing the deed, that he found clues about Lu Yunlang's disappearance between the guy's words, and was involved in a serial murder case, and because this guy was "coincidentally" targeted by the murderer, he had to take this "rough fist and kick" After perceiving the existence of the cold qi of the Northern Darkness, he began to suspect the Northern Immortal Cultivation and began to track, so that there was the previous encounter.

He had been led by Qi Weibian all along, and now that he thought about it, he even wanted to slap himself.

"Those seventeen lives have anything to do with you?"

"Of course, my man did it, you don't have to ask who it is, he should already be a dead man. ”

"What about Yunlang?"

"I watched him die, as for where he died, Liao Zhutou is so powerful, you can quickly find out if you look it up. ”

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"What I want to do is simple, kill people. ”

After some Q&A, Liao Luofeng exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "It seems that there is no need to continue questioning." ”

Qi Wei nodded and said, "The human and material evidence is there, Liao Zhutou can try to arrest me." ”

The implication is that it is impossible for Liao Luofeng to correct him.

Wu Qingqian covered his mouth and smiled: "I have heard for a long time that Liao Da's head-catching tracking technique is a must, and the wind-tearing hand is a must, and my little sister's skills are shallow, and I am about to learn Liao's methods of head-catching." ”

Lu Linxi glanced at her and said, "How old a person is, I feel ashamed to pretend to be tender and weak." ”

Wu Qingqian still didn't pay attention to Lu Linxi, but he didn't mean to make a direct move, just looked at Liao Luofeng, as if he was waiting for him to make the first move.

At this moment, a light cough sounded in the room.

Bei Mingxiu cleared his throat and said with a smile: "It seems that a few of you don't take us seriously." ”

Beside him, Yutai Yimeng's face was cold, and his own killing intent was revealed, Meng Xuran also firmly protected his son and was ready to fight, not to mention Lu Linxi, Qianji was already in hand, and he could suddenly attack with a mechanism at any time.

Although the cultivation of the four of them is strong and weak, except for Meng Xuran, who is almost all devoted to protecting his son, they are not fuel-efficient lamps, and it is absolutely impossible to be easily taken down, plus the world-famous wind catching Liao Luofeng, with Qi Weibian and Wu Qingqian, plus the guy hiding in the shadows, it is impossible to eat them.

Of course, Bei Mingxiu would not think that Qi Weibian would appear unprepared, what he cared more about was Qi Weibian's hole cards.

Although he had never met Qi Weibian, in Lu Linxi's description, this person was extremely dangerous, and his actions were also leaky, since he had already picked out his intentions and made trouble, it meant that he was completely sure that he could kill them.

Judging from Qi Weibian's previous words, Guan Zhiyao should have been led away by Wu Qingqian, even if he wanted to find an opportunity to kill Qi Weibian, with Liao Luofeng, who was good at chasing the wind and catching shadows, by his side, he would not be able to succeed, and now Guan Zhiyao should really be dragged by Wu Qingqian somewhere, and he could not play any role in the situation here. But apart from Qi and Wu and the vague spiritual power plucking, his Heavenly Dao did not feel the existence of other powerful cultivators nearby, and where Qi Weibian's confidence came from really had to make him curious.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a mournful sound, and at the same time, there were huge waves surging in his sea of consciousness, and the spiritual power around his body showed signs of dispersion.

Bei Ming Xiu hurriedly suppressed the restlessness of Zhihai with the cold sword soul, and used heaven and humanity to regulate the flow of spiritual power, so that he did not continue to be affected, but a wave of unsettled sound, another flute sound, and this flute sound was quite long, like crying and complaining, showing sadness.

The sound of the flute rises again, there is more piano sound and sound on the side, and the rest of the musical instruments have also joined, vaguely twelve kinds of musical sounds, which will make this sad lining incisive, which can make the listener sad and the listener cry, the music echoes in the town, not noisy, but has a different charm after fusion, which makes people not want to listen to it and can't get it, the people who were already extremely sad because of Shen Yan's death can no longer suppress the sadness in their hearts, even the hard-hearted people can't stop the tears that desperately welled up in their eyes.

Countless pictures suddenly flashed in Bei Mingxiu's mind, the frozen thousands of miles of the lakeside village, and the life and death in the strange forest...... Every image was tearing at his consciousness, trying to break his emotions.

Northern Meditation Cultivation was not too affected by these demons.

In his opinion, these are all things in the past, tests that he has already passed, and the goal he wants to focus on has always been ahead.

However, even so, he still needs to concentrate and fight against the music, and summon the cold sword soul in the sea of consciousness to slash his thoughts, so that he can be regarded as maintaining his sobriety.

"What a powerful music. ”

Bei Mingxiu looked at the others, but saw that Lu Linxi and Liao Luofeng were gritting their teeth and holding on, obviously trying their best to concentrate on the music, Meng Xuran was already holding his son and crying hysterically, as if he wanted to confide all the depression in his heart, but the young Meng Heliu seemed to be in a relatively stable state, and he was at a loss to comfort his mother with his little hands, but his little face was already pale with fright, and he didn't know if it would leave any shadow in the future.

It really doesn't seem to have been affected at all, only Yutai Yimeng and Qi Wu and the others.

At this moment, Qi Wei stroked his palms and smiled, and said, "Lu Linxi can ask the Netherworld Prince to condescend to help, and I can naturally invite my friends from the rivers and lakes to come to help." ”

"The soul-devouring demon sound of the Twelve Towns Requiem has not appeared on the rivers and lakes for a long time. ”