The rising sun rises, and bright light shines into a small courtyard in the eastern part of Jingzhou.

The flowers and trees in the yard are laid out and are arranged very elegantly. There is a round open space in the middle, with a few doves falling down and cooing.

Lu Kang picked them up one by one and took the small roll of paper from his feet.

When you walked into the main hall, you could immediately smell the clear fragrance. Wei Lingfeng sat down with his hair and looked at Qin Ning cooking tea.

"Lord of God, four letters have been reported."

Wei Lingfeng's body was not moving, and he said lazily: "Read it to me."

Lu Kang nodded, opened the paper roll and read it. After reading the third letter, Wei Lingfeng finally turned his gaze away from the tea and looked at him in surprise, "Is Yi Jinwen dead?"

"Yes. He died in the wilderness in the north and beheaded with a knife. His head was thrown far away, as if it was done by Zhu Tian Club," Lu Kang looked at the paper carefully. "There are two of the other party, both riding horses and taking Wu Peng's seal and token away."

Wei Lingfeng's expression suddenly became awe-inspiring. He was proficient in divination techniques and could predict many things first, but this time he did not see any signs.

Things shouldn't be like this. Yi Jinwen has a deep cultivation and is best at the art of destruction. It is still useful to keep him. He just wanted to punish him alone, so as to avoid the death of this person as his disciple.

The formation of Beile Mountain has been restarted, and Yi Jinwen was probably sent down the mountain by Li Jinglan, and should not be hurt at all. With his Taoist practice, even if he consumed a lot of spiritual power on the mountain, he would not be easily cut off by two people.

"Send the order and transport Wu Peng's body as soon as possible," Wei Lingfeng said in a deep voice, "Send some people to Zhu Tianhui to find out the news and find out who is taking action?"

Lu Kang nodded and then read the fourth letter. It said that Xiao Heng will lead the entire army to encircle and suppress the two mysterious ghosts in Guang'an County today.

"It's worthy of being the Xiao family, and the action is much faster than I guess," Wei Lingfeng took a cup of tea, his face slightly soothing, "It's so resolute and persevering that looks very much like his grandfather."

Xiao Heng's grandfather was named Xiao Chengyi, and he was also a talented man. He killed nearly 4,000 magicians in just one year and was less than 30 years old when he died.

"A Ning's tea is getting better and better." Wei Lingfeng drank a few sips lightly, then put down the teacup and stood up and walked to the door.

Qin Ning was worried, always feeling that the Lord of God is a little different today.

"Do you want to stop it?" she asked in a low voice. The Xuan Gui was released by them. If it was destroyed too quickly, it would probably not be able to achieve its original expectations.

"No," Wei Lingfeng looked at the flowers and trees in the yard, and the teacup floated over and fell into his hands. "Guang'an's mysterious ghost is not a good person, and it is hard to say who lives and dies."

Lu Kang stood behind him, his hands tightly clenched. How could he not end yet?

"Wu Luo," Wei Lingfeng suddenly turned around, "You don't have to go back to Zhaohua City, just follow me in the future!"

"But Wu Pan over there?"

"I can't even deal with a child, why do he do the Ten Witches!" Wei Lingfeng shook his sleeves and said indifferently: "Not only you want to withdraw, but Sun Xiaozhi is the same. The remaining personnel do not need to be followed by Yin Zhengyuan's orders, and from then on you will be commanded and dispatched."

Is this going to abandon the Yin family and let it die? Lu Kang couldn't believe it for a while. The Ten Witch Palace has supported the Yin family for decades and has invested countless efforts. Now that I stop, it will be more cost-effective.

"How do you tell Yin Zhengyuan?" Lu Kang asked a lot, "Sun Xiaozhi has a close relationship with him and must be unwilling to leave."

"He has to deal with the trouble he caused by himself. Whenever he re-controls the situation, he can get back to the ten witches' position and the support of the temple. As for Sun Xiaozhi..." Wei Lingfeng smiled contemptuously, "Tell him that it doesn't matter if Song Chen is gone. I will choose a more suitable one and fulfill his wish as soon as possible."

Song Chen! When Lu Kang heard these two words, his heart ached. If the child was still alive, it would probably be like this. In this way, dying at Yin Tingyue's hands would not be a bad thing.

Gugugu! Another carrier pigeon flew over and landed directly at Wei Lingfeng's feet. He took a look and the paper roll flew out of the tube into the air and slowly unfolded in front of him.

There were not many words on the paper, but the content was a little shocking: Yin Qi and Baili Xin had already entered the mountain with the Shen family and had not left yet.

Wei Lingfeng stood still, his mind was as lightning as lightning. Recently, many unexpected things have happened. Emperor Xing suddenly appeared, and the prince, who was carrying the prince's aura, was mixed with the people related to his fate. What does this mean?

In addition to Kong Zhen, there is also Li Jinglan in the Shen family. What will happen if a few people meet?

Wei Lingfeng looked up at the sky. An eagle was hovering at a high place, with its traces floating around, as if he could no longer clearly predict the future of divination.

"It's almost time to end," he thought, a little nervous and excited, "The world will soon become more and more lively."

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The wooden coffin slowly sank and placed it into the tomb that had been dug for a short time.

Yin Qi stood in the distance, knelt down with the dense crowds in front of her, and worshiped her seriously. This worship was to thank Kong Zhen for saving her life. Without her help, she had already died at the witch sacrifice.

Kong Zhen went there last night and walked very peacefully. According to her will, the Shen family did not set up a mourning hall or dressed in mourning, so they came to bury the next morning.

The old man was buried beside the old man of the Shen family and was closely with his husband.

After kneeling for a moment, Yin Qi stood up and her eyes circled around the crowd, but she didn't see the person she was looking for.

Where did she go? She left the cemetery and immediately searched everywhere.

After a while, Yin Qi finally found Li Jinglan halfway up the mountain.

He sat on the grass, staring at the continuous peaks, not knowing what he was looking at. A horse stood beside him, his head gently hanging from time to time, as if comforting him.

Yin Qi was about to approach when something suddenly passed by her feet and rushed towards the person in front.

She looked over and realized that besides the horse, there were other birds and beasts gathered around Li Jinglan, but they were just blocked by grass leaves and could not be discovered for a while.

Yin Qi counted, two foxes, four birds, and a nest of rabbits, neither moving nor yelling, but just snuggling tightly against him and looking at the opposite mountain together.

Why is this atmosphere more sad than the cemetery? Yin Qi has settled down and is a little hesitant to disturb her.

"Are the girl looking for me?" Li Jinglan said without looking back, as if eyes were growing behind her.

"Well, thank you for removing the poison for me." Yin Qi walked to him, and the birds and beasts hurried away, not as gentle as before.

The gap is really big! Is this the end if the Yusheng technique is not good?

Yin Qi sighed and looked at the man in front of her. Li Jinglan looked as usual, and she could not see sadness without crying. He still looked at the mountains in the distance, as if he wanted to bring all the scenery into his eyes.

After two days of contact, Yin Qi gradually realized the huge contrast in this person. Yesterday, when he was used to remove the poison, Li Jinglan was possessed by a god, but he gently covered her dantian with his hand for a while, which made Yin Qi spit out the poison. The Supreme Secret Art, which had been hidden for a hundred years in the Yin family, was simply a joke in his hands.

But most of the time, Li Jinglan is as peaceful as a child. For example, now, he has no momentum of a strong man at all.

This may not be a bad thing for her. Yin Qi thought to herself that Mrs. Shen has really pointed out a feasible path.
Chapter completed!