Lingtian took the awakened Li Zhien to the place where Lingwang Mountain was cultivating, knocked on the door, and Lingtian said.

"Patriarch, someone brought it here. ”

"Come in. ”

A deep voice came from inside the door.

Lingtian opened the door, and after bringing Li Zhien in, he bowed to Lingwang Mountain, who bowed his head and pondered.

Lingwangshan waved his hand.

"Okay, Lingtian, you can go out. ”

"Yes. ”

After Ling Tian finished speaking, he turned around and left the room.

After Lingtian left, Li Zhien saluted towards Lingwang Mountain.

"The junior Li Zhien visited the senior. ”

Lingwangshan didn't answer, just looked at Li Zhien straight like that.

Lingwangshan's gaze made Li Zhien feel uncomfortable, and there was a trace of murderous intent flowing out of his eyes, which made Li Zhien's heart sink slightly.

"Is this old guy going to kill me? ”

"Let's talk about it. ”

After Ling Wangshan finished speaking, he looked away.

"If you say yes, you can say it...... The younger generation is afraid to say it, and the seniors don't believe it. ”

"Well, let's talk about it. ”

。 Lingwangshan motioned for Li Zhien to speak.

"Well, since the seniors insist on listening, then the juniors can only say. ”

Li Zhien sorted it out and said slowly.

"I want to say that I was robbed of people, do you believe me?"

"Excuse me. ”

Lingwang Mountain was puzzled.

"It's that the younger generation was seriously injured and fell into a deep sleep, and then was taken away. ”

Li Zhien spread his hands and said helplessly.

"Well, in that case, how are you going to explain another thing?"

Lingwangshan is very clear about the situation of taking away the house, and the average monk who is taken away is facing a monk whose cultivation far exceeds his own, and the young man in front of him can take back the control of the body from the person who took it, and he is still a little capable.

However, another thing is not so easy to fool, Lingwangshan looked directly at Li Zhien, and Li Zhien's heart was numb when he saw it.

"What...... What's the matter?"

Li Zhien was puzzled, and he didn't know what the old guy in front of him was talking about.

"Tell me, Ling'er's matter, why do you have Ling'er's corpse in your storage bag?"

Ling Wangshan looked at Li Zhien, his face was gloomy and terrifying, as if if if he didn't answer correctly, he would explode and kill people.

The atmosphere in the room was solemn, and Li Zhien felt endless killing intent surging towards him.

Involuntarily, Li Zhien took three steps back, his face full of brazenness.

"What a terrifying momentum, worthy of the existence of the Mahayana period. ”

Say. ”

Lingwangshan shouted.

I said. ”

Li Zhien couldn't withstand the pressure brought by Lingwang Mountain, and raised his hand and shouted.

Lingwangshan slowly retracted his momentum, but his eyes were still staring at Li Zhien, his eyes were cold and ruthless.

Li Zhien felt that the pressure was gone, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"This thing has to start with the night thunder of the Night Feather Clan, ...... at the beginning"

Li Zhien did not hide it, and told the truth about the situation when he met the desolate spirit and what happened afterward. In the end, when Li Zhien said that the desolate spirit resisted the thunder inspired by the Night Monarch for himself, the whole person seemed to be in a depressed mood and looked pained.

After Lingwangshan heard Li Zhien's narration, he became silent for a while.

Long.

"Hey. ”

A sigh echoed through the room. Lingwangshan looked at Li Zhien with a painful expression in a complicated manner.

"So the last surviving Ling'er of the Desolate Feather Clan has also died?"

Without waiting for Li Zhien to answer, Lingwangshan said to himself.

"That's right, with that old guy's strong character, he will never give in to the Night Feather Clan. Hey......"

The sigh of Lingwang Mountain was heard in the room again.

"Okay, this is your storage bag, and Xiao Ling'er's body is in the hands of my granddaughter Ruoyi, you go to him. ”

Lingwangshan waved his hand and said to Li Zhien.

Li Zhien came back to his senses, put away his grief, took the storage bag, and walked out of the room after saluting Lingwang Mountain.

After Li Zhien walked out of the room, he walked outside.

On the way, Li Zhien met Ling Tian, and when he asked Ling Ruoyi about Ling Ruoyi's residence, Ling Tian looked at Li Zhien with a vigilant face.

"What do you want to do? ”

Li Zhien shook his head and said with interest.

"Get something. ”

"Oh, go, I'll take you. ”

After speaking, Ling Tian led the way in front and walked towards Ling Ruoyi's residence, and Li Zhien raised his feet and hurriedly followed.

Lingtian took Li Zhien to a small courtyard with an elegant environment, and then stopped and said loudly.

"Sister Ruoyi, someone wants to see you and say something from you. ”

Then, there was a sound of rapid footsteps in the incense room of the small courtyard.

Soon, a beautiful girl with blue wings and big eyes came to the door of the small courtyard.

The girl's face was covered with tears, apparently she had just cried.

This girl is Ling Ruoyi, a close friend of the desolate spirit.

"You are?"

Ling Ruoyi looked at Li Zhien curiously with wide eyes.

"I'll take Ling'er's body. ”

Li Zhien was not fascinated by the girl's beautiful face, his expression was indifferent, and he said without squinting.

"Oh, can I ask why Ling'er died, and why did the body fall into your hands?"

Ling Ruoyi's eyes stared at Li Zhien, and her tone was full of doubts.

"You go and ask your grandfather, I have already made things clear to him, you give me Ling'er's body, and then I will leave here. ”

Li Zhien shook his head, not planning to tell the same thing to Ling Ruoyi again.

If the same thing were to be said again, for Li Zhien, it would be nothing more than sprinkling salt on the wound.

"Oh, here you go. ”

Ling Ruoyi very generously took out a storage bag and handed it to Li Zhien.

Li Zhien nodded and took the storage bag.

Fortunately, the girl in front of her was reasonable and didn't mess around, otherwise, she would have had a headache. ”

Li Zhien has a good impression of the girl in front of him, of course, it is just a simple good impression, and it is not mixed with anything.

Just when Lee Ji-eun turned around and was about to leave.

"Haha...... Old man Ling, come out quickly. ”

An earth-shattering laughter resounded through the Spirit Feather Clan, and almost all the Spirit Feather Clan people looked in the direction where the laughter came from.

"It's not good, the guy from the Xuanyu clan is here again, Ruoyi sister, you quickly hide. ”

Ling Tian looked nervous, and hurriedly said to Ling Ruoyi, who was standing aside.

And Ling Ruoyi was the same, her expression was flustered, and she hurried back to her incense room with a disgraced face.

Closing the door, Ling Ruoyi patted her chest, looking helpless.

"Here it is again, twice a year, hey, they all said that they have to come over if they don't get married. ”

After Ling Ruoyi finished speaking, he came to the window, looked in the direction of the laughter in the distance, and tilted his ears to listen to something.

"What is this?"

Li Zhien looked at this scene suspiciously, puzzled, what was going on?

"Alright, you get out of here, there's nothing to do with you. ”

After Ling Tian finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Li Zhien shook his head helplessly and walked towards the outside of the Spirit Feather Clan.

Along the way, all the Spirit Feather Clansmen looked hurried, and they were still talking in a whisper.

"Here it is again, twice a year, and the time is the same, and every time I propose marriage, it makes the clan panic. ”

"Hehe, there's no way, who let us be so charming as a goddess, the supreme group of the Xuanyu clan who is fascinated. ”

Li Zhien heard the conversation between the two Lingyu clansmen and also understood.

It turned out that this was a member of the Xuanyu clan who came to propose marriage.