Mozun Tianxia

The door of the room was closed, Bai Yunqing took him by the hand and walked through it directly, and entered inside, as soon as he entered the room, a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, but there was nothing special in the room, and the furnishings were just ordinary Same as others.

Just when Fang Ling was wondering, he heard the outside door being opened, and it seemed that someone had come in. Then Fang Ling saw that beautiful woman walking in from the outside. Black gas.After the woman entered the room, she meditated on the ground. At this time, Fang Ling guessed that this person was also a cultivator, but he couldn't see it at all before.

"Someone is coming." Bai Yunqing pulled Fang Ling's figure out of the room, and then they saw a black figure appearing outside the room, which seemed to be a person.

"Let's leave first." Seeing that person, Bai Yunqing said a word, and when Fang Ling opened his eyes, he found that he had already stood in the previous formation.

The formation on the ground was put away by Bai Yunqing, and then Fang Ling noticed that his face was a little dignified. Fang Ling, the black shadow who just appeared outside the room, didn't see clearly what it was.

"Did something happen?" Seeing Bai Yunqing's expression, Fang Ling guessed that the person who appeared was not a simple person.

Bai Yunqing nodded slightly: "I'm going out now, you go back to Fang's house first, remember, just ignore what you saw just now, and someone will come down to investigate tomorrow." A little worried, before leaving Bai Yunqing He told me again.

Although Fang Ling could see that the person Bai Yunqing said was related to the soul refining technique was Wang Fang's temperament, then the people who died before were probably related to her, but in such a close place, everyone in the Fang family checked If it doesn't come out, then there must be something wrong, Bai Yunqing will not harm himself, so of course Fang Ling listens to him.

When Fang Ling returned to Fang's house, he found that the disciples of Fang's family had gathered on the training ground, and even the high-level members of Fang's family, who were usually hard to see, had all arrived. The faces of all the people were a little dignified, as if they were waiting for someone 's arrival

Seeing this situation, Fang Ling guessed that the members of the Alliance Association had arrived earlier, otherwise the Fang family would not have dispatched so many people to greet them, and there were many envoys sent by other families or sects, all for this purpose. The matter of refining the soul came over.

Because he was an idler, Fang Ling stood among the servants, and watched all this with the eyes of watching a drama. Now he feels that he is an ordinary person, at least he has nothing to do with what happens inside now. How much is the relationship, and now he knows the truth of the matter, and he doesn't have much expectation for the truth, but he is still a little curious about what the people in the alliance are like. I heard that the two masters sent down this time, generally It is not easy to come out.

After waiting until the afternoon, Fang Ling heard someone say, "Here we are."

As soon as the words fell, the faces of everyone in the training ground became solemn again. Fang Ling saw something abnormal in the distant sky. It seemed that something was slowly approaching. Gradually, he could see clearly that they were two lights. One blue and one red, and after getting closer, everyone saw that there were two people sitting on their respective swords, flying towards this side.

They are also swords, but Fang Ling and others can tell that these two swords are magic swords, which are different from the swords they usually use, because these two swords can no longer see the entity, as if they have been integrated with the two, What they saw was only the scene reflected by the sword energy.

It was the first time to meet the members of the League, and many disciples in the Fang family couldn't restrain their excitement. Especially seeing that the two were both masters in the bigu period, everyone immediately looked up in admiration.

The envoy of the Alliance had already landed, and the members of the Fang family hurried up to meet them. Because Fang Ling was standing a little far away, he couldn't hear what they said clearly. He could probably guess that it was some polite words. The group next to him looked very lonely. After seeing the two envoys, people from other sects also had dogleg expressions on their faces, and followed them into the hall with their tails between their legs.

The people in Bigu have not yet reached the golden core stage, so Fang Ling and others can't see the golden light on the two of them, but I heard that the two have reached the breakthrough stage and will soon be golden.

Because they couldn't go in, I don't know what those people were discussing in there, but it should also be about this soul refining technique. About an hour later, Fang Ling saw two lights flying out of the hall, which were the two people just now. An envoy flew to the small town at the foot of the mountain.

"People from the Alliance are here, I believe the truth of the matter will be found out soon." Several people beside Fang Ling were discussing.

"Yeah, so many days have passed, and there is no news about the murderer at all. They all say that the man is well hidden and is a tricky figure."

"Killing so many people, I must have a lot of evil spirits on my body, so I can hide it."

Fang Ling thought of Wang Fang's family. As an ordinary person, he could feel the coldness inside. He wondered why the Fang family didn't notice it when they were investigating.What Fang Ling didn't know was that what seemed abnormal to him was really normal in the eyes of others, without any abnormality at all.

It doesn't matter whether these people find that person, Fang Ling, what he cares more about is the black shadow he saw with Bai Yunqing, and where Bai Yunqing is now, what Bai Yunqing said during the day must be with that black shadow related.

"Xiao Ling, are you asleep?" Fang Liang's voice came to mind outside as he was laying on the bed to collect his thoughts.

"Father, I haven't slept yet. What's the matter?" Hearing the words, Fang Ling responded quickly, then got up and opened the door.

Fang Liang stood outside, holding a bowl in his hand, and the soup on it was still smoking.

Seeing this, Fang Ling's face froze, and then he collapsed.