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Chapter 168 Why are you here again?

As soon as Rong Tranquility left, Bai Zawa, who had been hiding in the back, came out.

"Righteous Father!"

Shirasawa saluted Ling Feng.

But Ling Feng's eyes had nothing but the White Zephyr Wonderland.

"Does righteous father believe what that Tranquil Sheng said?"

White Zephyr Immortal Realm, underneath the light, a piece of clarity, "How not to believe, moreover, if she dares to lie to me, the price in between, I believe that she is in no way clearer."

It was natural, and Shirasawa certainly had no problem with that.

"It's just that Righteous Father, is this really like what she said, that it can attract White Zephyr? If Bai Ze were to be unhappy, it would be an endless disaster."

It wasn't as if he hadn't thought of this question, "I have thought of this question, it's just that that woman, we know nothing about her, and if she hadn't said she could save my son, I would have surely killed her long ago."

Bai Zawa suddenly laughed sarcastically and silently behind Ling Feng, "Righteous father, that person's cultivation is not low."

Ling Feng turned around and met the smile on Bai Zawa's face, "I've seen those two, and I also have a general understanding of them, that Tranquil Sheng's cultivation I've paid attention to, it's not much higher, I guess he has quite a lot of spiritual treasures, it's that man, he's still a little bit interesting, his cultivation is a little bit impenetrable, especially that pair of eyes, they are even more terrifying."

Shirazawa was agreeable to this point, and she also took a closer look at the man next to Tranquil Sheng, whose cultivation was so high that it was unfathomable.

"Righteous father, that man, we can't mess with him."

That was kind of the most overly nervous thing Shirasawa had ever said.

Ling Feng gave her a reassuring look, "It's fine, I'm sure it won't be fine until I pierce that layer of windowpaper, and even if it is, I can only talk about it after I save my son."

Shirasawa said, "Yes, Righteous Father!"

Rong Nuan held her hand and went out, waiting to get a little farther away from the ally's residence before saying, "Tranquility, that person, can we trust him?"

Yung Tranquility, "What do you think?"

Rong Nuan, "I don't know, that ally lord is obviously extremely dissatisfied with our attitude, it seems that he is somewhat distrustful of us?"

Yung Tranquility, "If someone suddenly told you that I was dead, would you accept it immediately?"

Rong Nuan's grip on her hand tightened a few points, "Tranquil."

The corners of Rong Tranquility's mouth rose, "So yeah, it makes sense. Since you can't even accept this fact right away, by the same token, why would he, Ling Feng, trust us?"

It's just a deal between them.

Rong Nuan, "That White Zephyr Wonderland?"

Yung Tranquility, "False."

Rong Nuan was speechless for a moment, knowing that he wouldn't give it to him so simply, "It's just a crystal infused with a bit of spiritual energy." I thought that he, Ling Feng, wouldn't be able to use it so easily.

And that Shirazawa, that's kind of interesting. What's she hinting at us?

Shirazawa? Shirasawa?

Rong Tranquility suddenly had some thoughts.

Suddenly, Rong Nuan stopped violently, Rong Tranquility looked sideways and saw that Rong Nuan's face suddenly looked bad.

Following his line of sight, he saw at a glance a clear stream of people mixed in the crowd — the Evil Spirit Ghost King.

Rong Tranquility held her forehead, why did she find it again, she hadn't even said anything yet!

It's really impossible to ignore, he's just too conspicuous.

In the vast crowd, he was the only one who was the most special, dressed in red, with his long hair unbound and an oil—paper umbrella in his hand.

It's hard not to notice.

"Makiling, did you even find this?"

The Evil Ghost King stood there motionless, "Hmm."

It's really concise and clear enough.

"Can't you just wait for us back at the Zither?"

"Can't."

Well, now that we're here, it's a waste of time to use it.

"Come with me."

This appearance was really eye—catching, but in a few moments there were already a lot of people gathered here to look at them, especially at the Evil Spirit Ghost King and Rong Nuan.

She was afraid that if she didn't leave, she'd be dead to these people.

Since the Evil Spirit Ghost King has come, he has only one purpose, but ...

"I told you, that memory can't be read casually, and I've closed my spiritual power now, and what I'm using now is what Rong Nuan gave me."

"Yung ..."

"Stop!" Rong Tranquil interrupted him, "My name is Tranquil Sheng!"

The Evil Spirit Ghost King's brows tightened slightly, but they quickly loosened.

"Tranquil Sung, I brought her too."

Rong Tranquility froze, "Can her body withstand it?"

The Evil Spirit Ghost King lowered his eyes, and Rong Tranquility knew it, "Alright, I know."

Rong Tranquility also didn't want to say anything, her body was so weak that she actually dared to bring her to casually travel through the continent. Really don't want to die.

Rong Tranquility took out a white jade bracelet from the space, "Inside this is the Golden Bodhi Tree, the Golden Bodhi Seeds on it are already ripe, give her one to eat and protect her soul first before we talk."

The Evil Spirit Ghost King took it, looked at it for half a day, and didn't move.

"Why, is there anything else wrong?"

That's not true, it's just, "I'm a ghost."

Ghosts don't have blood.

Yung Tranquility, "..."

Sighing softly, "Forget it."

Rong Tranquility took out a dagger and cut her finger, Rong Nuan took a look and was distressed, "Tranquility, what are you doing?"

Yung Tranquility handed him his finger, "Drink it."

The Evil Spirit Ghost King didn't hesitate or ask, and directly drank it.

The cold tongue licked over Rong Tranquility's fingers in one go.

In a few moments, though, the body was as if it were on fire.

The pain is unbearable.

"Alas, my blood is truly almighty."

...

Only to see a cold flash of something coming over in mid—air.

At the mouth of the alley, Master Wan Er suddenly heard the screams of his men coming from inside, and hurriedly looked into the alley, only to see corpses in front of him.

"What's the situation?"

Master Wan Erzhi took another look at the two people in front of him, and his face was still in a cloudy manner.

The cold chain in the man's hand floated strangely around them.

"Who the hell are you guys, even our Blue Dragon Mercenary Corps dares to offend." Wan Ershi wanted to kill them at this moment, although less than such drastic activities over the years, but against them, still very confident.

Master Wan Erzhi longitudinally crossed over, while Murong Zhe and Xia Pu Mo both clamped down and leaped up, that cold chain went to the spiritual snake, came without a shadow and went without a trace twisting around them.

Suddenly, the qin in the hands of Xia Pu Mo turned into a crossbow, "whoosh whoosh whoosh" towards the head of the second master of Wan flew over, the second master of Wan's neck shrunk, a burst of coldness in the head, the hair has been a large part of the crossbow shot down.

What a powerful crossbow, it was even visualized with a zither, it seems that these two people should not be underestimated.

Master Wan Er also saw that the zither was extraordinary, so he didn't dare to force himself against it, his eyes sank slightly, and on the palm of his right hand, there was a burst of nuisance sound, and a layer of soul power as if it was a flame wrapped around his palm.

Murong Zhe came over with a cold chain, "This person is still a bit interesting, much better to deal with than those losers."

Xia Pu Mo, however, did not dare to be careless, "This person, it's better to be careful. Without three punches, he will be able to kill an ordinary person."

Murong Zhe, however, smiled disdainfully, "But we are not ordinary people."

The two of them cooperated, only to see a fierce flame that attacked Xia Pu Mo's side.

Xia Pu Mo turned over in the air, but his hands were not ambiguous, and he backhanded three arrows to the past.

The arrow struggled in the blazing fire. The attack actually weakened a lot, and after that fire burned the arrow, it continued to go over towards Xia Pu Mo.

"Looking for death!" Murong Zhe disdainful tsk, his eyes light a cold, hand wave, entangled his cold chain toward Xia Pu Mo side, wrapped Xia Pu Mo a pull, the other end but wrongly stabbed at the heart of the second master Wan.

At the same time, entangled in the cold chain toward the sky, the hand also turned the zither and played.

The zither clanked, and the group behind Master Wanji was beaten up.

In an instant, it flipped through the sky and turned up a gust of wind.

The two landed in style after the gale.

"If it weren't for Tranquil Sheng's words about being alive, you'd probably be as dead as they are here."

The second master of Wan was picking at the ground, unable to move, blood flowing from his mouth, all because of these two individuals in front of him, but now he couldn't do anything with them.

Murong Zhe pointed a cold chain at him, "You are choosing to die or to submit."

Those who had been shaken off, looking at their boss already being pointed at like that, could say anything else.

Still, someone weakly replied, "We are from the Blue Dragon Mercenary Society, we ..."

"Uh—" Murong Zhe came over with a look that immediately scared him. Couldn't even speak.

"Ugh, I really don't know, what the hell is Tranquil Sheng up to, such a simple thing, but we actually have to do it."

Xia Pu Mo took out a brocade handkerchief to wipe his sweat, "Well, what Tranquil Sheng said, can you still refute it?"

Murong Zhe enjoyed letting Xia Pu Mo wipe his sweat, and didn't mind at all that there were still people watching.

When the group of mercenary club members saw how gentle this person was, they were a bit in disbelief that this person could actually be the God of Kill just now.

So close, they are not that kind of relationship ...

Murong Zhe turned around, "What are you looking at? Look again and gouge out your eyes."

Frightened, their little hearts fluttered and they scrambled to lower their heads.

Xia Pu Mo said, "Alright, that's it!"

Murong Zhe nodded with satisfaction, "In the future, your new master will be him—Xia Pu Mo, do you hear me you guys?"

Murong Zhe said loudly, "Also, he is my daughter—in—law, whoever dares to hit him in the future, carefully your skins."

This was said to the women in the group, each as if they had never seen a man before.

Drooling.

The group of women shuddered in fear and lowered their heads in panic.

Xia Pu Mo's face suddenly turned red, "What are you talking about?"

Murong Zhe, however, looked at him with an ingratiating look, more so that the thin—skinned Xia Pu Mo's face was even more red.

The man underground, his hand trembling, took out a teleportation talisman.

Murong Zhe and Xia Pu Mo were busy flirting and naturally didn't pay attention to his movements.

Master Wan Erdan drew on it with blood, "With blood as the plan, with the earth as the path, shrinking the earth and moving, Kai!"

By the time they reacted, Master Wan Er had already drawn the earth—shrinking talisman.

"Not good, he's going to run." Xia Pu Mo heard a voice behind him, and as soon as he turned around, he saw that Master Wan Er had almost been teleported away.

"Stop him." Murong Zhe called out, his body had not yet passed, the world—changing cold chain was faster than him, a whip went out, directly and simply roughly froze the portal, Murong Zhe and Xia Pu Mo immediately froze.

What is this?

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