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Looking at the fallen Master Wei, the corners of Yan Ling's mouth slowly hooked up a wicked smile, and then continued to wander between the wine vats. When someone hurriedly carried him back to the Wei family, Yan Ling followed him gracefully. As soon as he arrived at the door, Yan Ling's first feeling was that it was not what it used to be, the Wei family was rich in the past, but it did not have such a compelling aura as it is now, and even the guards guarding the door had become cultivators who were many times higher than before. Yan Ling couldn't help but smack when he saw it: It seems that the Wei family has changed a lot in the past few years, what kind of good luck has this gone? Even cultivators can be invited home and just become a mere guard, in the past, there would be cultivators who were willing to do such unsightly things, it seems that the status of the Wei family is not low now!

This time, she didn't want to cause more trouble, so she hid her figure directly, and passed in front of the two of them like a gust of wind. Gatekeeper A asks Gatekeeper B, "Do you feel anything?"

"No, it just seems to be a gust of wind. ”

In the courtyard of the Wei family, Master Wei had woken up at this moment, and he immediately called his subordinates and ordered with an eager face: "You go quickly, invite the eldest young master back, and say, there is a big enemy at home, let him hurry up and bring more people back, hurry, go quickly!"

When the subordinate heard this, his expression immediately panicked, and he turned around and left.

After a while, a lazy and alienated Qingyue voice sounded in the room: "Master Wei, don't come unharmed!"

When Master Wei heard this, he was so frightened that he sat up directly from the bed, he looked at the empty surroundings and shouted: "Who is pretending to be a ghost here?

"Hehehehe, what are you doing so scared? What did you do to be afraid that the ghost would come to ask for your life?" Yan Ling's sarcastic voice spread in the room, and he heard that Old Man Wei was like a ghost urging his life.

"You, don't try to scare me, let me tell you, my family is not an ordinary family now, if you dare to be a demon here, my son will definitely not be able to spare you!" As if some memories were aroused by Yan Ling's words, Master Wei's face turned hideous and threatened her.

"It seems that my guess is right, that drop of my essence made your son give birth to a spiritual root?hehe, but so what? do you think he wants to do with me?" Yan Ling appeared in his form, standing at the head of Master Wei's bed, looking at him coldly.

"You're really back!" Old Man Wei looked at Yan Ling in horror, and his whole body kept leaning back on the bed. "You, what do you want to do?"

"What's the matter? I'm just here to get back what belongs to me!

Yan Ling didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly clarified his purpose.

"Impossible, it's my ancestral thing, it's impossible to hand it over to you!" When Master Wei heard that she was not here to settle accounts with herself, but wanted something in her hands, he instantly calmed down a little and refused righteously.

Hearing this, Yan Ling looked at him mockingly and said, "Your ancestral heirlooms, then do you know where your ancestors got it?" If you hand it over, I will not be responsible for the previous things, otherwise, we will settle the previous accounts!"

Hearing Yan Ling say this, Master Wei's eyes rolled a few times, and he said with a smile: "This thing is not in my hands now, it is useless for you to look for me." ”

"Who else can it be in your hands if it's not in your hands, I know you're an old fox, but if you want to use this method to delay waiting for help, I advise you to save it. "How could Yan Ling not know what his nature was, and where her own things were, could she feel that Zhun Yan was in this room.

"Believe it or not, you can't find it with me!" Old Man Wei had a hard mouth, and the quasi-words were handed down from their ancestors, how could he give it to others like this.

"I'm afraid you haven't figured out the situation, I've sensed the whereabouts of Zhun Yan, so I'm standing here talking to you at this moment, if you don't hand it over again, I have to force it. Maybe you don't know, this quasi-word was originally mine, and it is still very naughty, if you know that I am looking for it, it will definitely destroy your Wei Mansion in a mess. Yan Ling thought that she was kind enough to warn Master Wei again, she didn't want to cause more trouble at this time, after all, she only had some previous faith power to maintain, if she made things bigger, it would not be good for herself. Hot e-books

"How could it be yours? I don't believe it!" Master Wei's family has been handed down for nearly a thousand years, and no one has ever told him the origin of the spirit bead, and Yan Ling has not been here before, and there was no such statement at that time, but now he says it is his own, how can he believe it!

Yan Ling was also annoyed, an ordinary thing actually asked her to say so much, she was thinking about directly using violence to take Zhun Yan away and leave, but before she could do it, there was a lot of movement outside the door. Yan Ling listened carefully, there were really a lot of people coming, she raised her eyebrows and turned her head to look.

"Who are you, what do you want to do at my house, fairy?" Wei Yi looked at the back in the room and shouted angrily, only to see that the person's face after turning turned turned directly changed tone. "Fairy, why are you here!"

Yan Ling looked at the man in front of him, less youthful than before, and a little more mature and steady. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Wei Yi, you've had a good life over the years!"

Wei Yi said with a smile: "Thanks to the fairy's immortal brewing essence, he is already a cultivator now." ”

"Wei Yi! She is our enemy, she is going to rob our ancestral heirlooms! What are you still doing in a daze, arrest her!" Seeing that his son had not yet figured out the situation when he saw others, he was a little angry.

Wei Yi was stunned by his father's words, looked at Yan Ling and said, "Fairy, you, you want to?"

"Quasi-Yan, it's mine, I'm going to take it!" Yan Ling concisely repeated his intentions.

"This ...... This quasi-word is our ancestral heirloom, and it really can't be sold, and I hope the fairy will understand!" Wei Yi looked at Yan Ling in embarrassment, looking a little embarrassed.

Yan Ling said coldly: "I'm not asking for your consent, I'm here to inform you, you can't keep it." ”

Seeing that Yan Ling's intentions were not good, Wei Yi also straightened his face, and said in a serious tone: "In this way, it seems that we can only decide by force!"

Looking at the sudden tense atmosphere, Yan Ling didn't raise his eyebrows, his face was still calm, and he didn't seem to be surprised at all. She glanced at the Immortal Sect disciples next to her and said, "You, together?"

No one responded, but the posture was certain. Yan Ling nodded, and directly pulled out the phoenix whip on his waist to face Wei Yi and the others. Different from the other party's transparent spiritual power fluctuations, the moment the white belief power of the spirit appeared, it surprised everyone present

"What kind of power is this, and how is it different from our spiritual power?"

Someone looked at the power of faith in Yan Ling's body and asked. Yan Ling didn't say a word, and directly threw a whip over, and immediately pulled out a group of cultivation disciples.

"Who the hell is she? Why have we never heard of it?" Several disciples who were swept to the ground held their hands and looked at the words on the battlefield with horror.

"Don't you see her standard? Red Whip, who else, Soaring Yin Yan Ling, don't you see that the mana she uses is different from ours?" said another whispered in his ear, his eyes still pointing left and right, for fear of being seen and heard.

The disciple was shocked: "Ah? Then she is back for revenge? This is God, how can we deal with it?"

The other man slapped him on the head to stop his words, and whispered: "So let's just lie down, stop talking nonsense!"