At the foot of the mountain, among the starry bushes of wildflowers, Ding Wenwen strolled among them, her slender and white fingers caressing the tender petals, and her eyes were surging with the past, like a natural girl.

This scene made the hurried Xiaoyao stunned, and his brain was blank, that is, even those urgent information were lost in an instant.

His heart trembled suddenly, and he quickly woke up, everything was covered with water and recovered, and he saluted respectfully from a distance, stood still more than ten steps away, and said, "The elder's orders have been completed, please continue to command." ”

"Oh?" Ding Wenwen couldn't help but be slightly stunned, such a fast efficiency was indeed beyond Ding Wenwen's expectations, but she was only slightly surprised.

"Well done, now I want a list of murderers, go ahead and do it. ”

"All the information has been brought back. "Leave it with both hands.

Ding Wenwen raised her hand and folded her five fingers slightly, and the stack of information flew into her hand out of thin air, unfolded and glanced at it, a pair of good-looking eyebrows raised, and then couldn't help frowning, "Are you sure?"

"Don't dare to have half a point of fake. Carefree Shi Li replied, although he didn't dare to really look at Ding Wenwen directly, but in his slightly bowed gaze, after seeing the name, Ding Wenwen's demeanor was obviously different, that flying look, although it was only for a moment, but it also made Xiaoyao Wuxian understand what it means to laugh and fall into the city, no!

Ding Wenwen put away the information, everything on it was all directed at Duan Qing, at first she was excited because she could see him again, but then she thought that when she met, it would be the time to draw her sword, which made her frown again.

For the Traceless, Ding Wenwen does not doubt the authenticity of the information, the consequences of the deception are far more serious than those against Duan Qing, the Traceless will not be unexpected, this is the truth, the Traceless can be so frank anywhere, if she does something, it will only be her own who will be inferior.

"Go ahead and do it. Ding Wenwen turned around.

"This ......" finally showed a look of embarrassment on his face: "Please forgive your subordinates for their incompetence, subordinates can search, but they can't ......"

"Find it. Ding Wenwen waved her hand gently without looking back, and continued to admire her wildflowers.

Carefree retreated, and when he turned around, his slightly hunched back was shown weakly, but a cruel sneer had already raised the corners of his mouth.

He used to have a family that was not too big, but it was definitely not small, in order to be able to take revenge, how much forbearance did he bear? Finally, he joined the Feiyun Sect, and after entering, he found that the contradictions within the sect were as serious as he, the former head of the family, could not imagine, and everything was because of interests.

He is not a thin net worth, he will naturally not be stingy with his shots, and he was quickly appreciated by his boss, and after half a year of strategizing, he finally approached the middle level of power, and laid down extremely thick connections, so this time, he finally got the opportunity.

For Feiyun Sect, no matter what, he is a little person who does not attract attention, and no one would think of his evidence, in fact, it is just a matter of chasing after the wind and shadows, and then he implemented Duan Qing's extermination.

But in order to take revenge, especially if he could use the little fairy's hand to personally take off Duan Qing's head, he just had to think about it, even if he lost the entire family, he would die with a smile.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails had left deep marks on his palms, and he didn't realize that he had been completely mad for revenge.

If he knew everything that he had worked so hard to manage, but it was already a fait accompli, he didn't know how to feel.

......

At this moment, on the second floor of a restaurant with a good grade but relatively popular consumption, Duan Qingzheng was sitting by the window drinking water and wine, and only Xiaolan and Jiu'er were sitting next to him.

After working hard for so many years and making countless friends and brothers, there are only such old and young people who can accompany Duan Qing.

What we once thought didn't exist, but it actually exists, and it is imprinted into your eyes in different ways, and what we think exists is always in a different way, to overturn your perception of it.

How many people have their heads pinned in their belts to work hard just for a bite to eat and a little bit of cultivation materials?

Even if you want to sell your life, you can't find a way?

Reality...... It's that cruel.

"Oops......"

In the midst of a coquettish cry, accompanied by a sparse noise, a woman dressed in a trendy and delicate appearance, after knocking over Xiao Er, was about to hit Duan Qing's table, Xiaolan's palm moved slightly, and an almost imperceptible air flow suddenly erupted in the palm of her hand, the woman was like a loach drilled into a hole, and slid directly under the table, almost without revealing her feet, and then there was a bang, Xiaolan grinned slightly, listening to this honest sound, you can imagine how heavy the collision was.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

In the panic and heavy footsteps, the three big men rushed to the restaurant, and it could be seen from their clothes that they belonged to one of the eight major sects, which was a large sect that focused on cultivation methods with blood refining, probably because of the cultivation methods, so that everyone in the sect exuded a bloody aura, as well as a unique aura.

Almost all the faces of the diners in the restaurant changed, and no one dared to act rashly under pressure.

The three of them looked around fixedly, and saw that they couldn't find the target, so they took out a small book from their arms and began to look at the comparison.

Everyone's complexion couldn't help but change again, this small book is the legendary book of impermanence, but anyone who has had anything to do with the Blood Demon Gate will be recorded on it, so the Blood Demon Gate has ten years of revenge and is not too late.

But today's luck doesn't seem to be very good, they didn't find anything, they chased the woman for three streets, the biggest suspicion is in this restaurant, naturally they are not willing to leave easily, so they grabbed the running hall Xiaoer, pointed to the ground, and said with a smile: "Explain?"

Xiao Er was so frightened that he stammered, unable to say a word, but his eyes swept to Duan Qing's desktop.

The three of them glanced at each other, raised the corners of their mouths, and walked over.

These people hurriedly walked forward, and their eyes swept over Duan Qing and Jiu'er, and finally landed on Xiaolan.

Speaking from the heart, Xiaolan, who is hundreds of years old, looks like she is twenty-five or sixteen years old at this time, whether it is her face or figure, she is when the peach is ripe, even if she is an unintentional passerby, she will take a look at it more.

Duan Qing remained silent, Xiaolan drank leisurely, but the woman under the table did not make a sound, as if she had disappeared out of thin air.

The three big men may only need to lower their eyes slightly to be able to see, but they don't seem to have the slightest awareness of this, and the person at the head of the group said proudly: "We have always adhered to the policy of free development, and we will not die under the sword, so we ...... Get your name in!"