late at night.
Kilian Mountain.
The razed mountain forest was also the burial place of Zhenyang Sect elder Zheng Shengmo.
It was now desolate and dead.
Even the moonlight hid in the dark clouds, unwilling to illuminate this dead land.
Naturally, the figure standing in the darkness could not be illuminated.
She had a gentle temperament and a soft figure, but there was an endless coldness on her face. She looked up into the air and murmured:
"Isolation circle?"
Wei Wan made a move with her hand, and the Qingbo Sword flew to her feet, carrying her up slowly. She gently stroked her hand in mid-air, feeling the remaining traces of the magic circle, and opened her eyes suddenly:
"It's not a magic circle talisman!"
Some simple formations can be drawn on talisman paper by the formation master, and then made into talismans by the talisman master.
According to Lin Qingsi's theory, Zheng Shengmo coaxed her to come here and used force on her. In order to deceive others, Zheng Shengmo used magic talismans to create an isolation magic circle, which makes sense.
But Lin Qingsi didn't mention the isolation circle from beginning to end.
But Wei Wan found traces of the magic circle here.
And after the inspection just now, Wei Wan also confirmed that this magic circle was not formed by talisman paper, but drawn by the magician of the magic circle.
Zheng Shengmo is not an array mage. If he wants to create an isolation array, he will definitely use the array talismans.
The current situation can only explain one thing - there was a third person here at that time.
Wei Wan raised his hand to draw a tracking array, trying to find the traces of the person who set up the array through the traces of the array left under his feet.
boom!
The restoration circle is broken and the screen disappears.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Wei Wan's mouth, with a look of shock on his face.
"My formation has been counterattacked? Someone set up a cracking formation here in advance! Sure enough, there is a third person!"
who is it?
Wei Wan frowned and fell into deep thought.
Wei Wan had many doubts about Zheng Shengmo's death.
She didn't believe everything Lin Qingsi said. Even the process of siege and killing the Red Flame Fox tonight felt a lot fishy.
That's why she secretly came to the scene late at night to check.
Sure enough, besides Zheng Shengmo and Lin Qingsi, there was another person.
This person is the key to the whole thing.
Zheng Shengmo died and the reputation of Zhenyang Sect was damaged. Is this the purpose of that person?
Wei Wan wiped the bloodshot eyes from the corners of his mouth, his cheeks pale.
“Zhenyang Sect is my father’s hard work and cannot be destroyed by anyone!”
In a beautiful valley, young Wei Wan knelt in front of a middle-aged man. The man said to her:
"Daughter, you are twenty years old and can walk out of this valley."
Wei Wan raised his head, with a hint of fear on his young face:
"Dad, what's it like outside?"
The middle-aged man smiled and stroked her head with his gentle palm:
"Daughter, there is your brother and me outside. You don't have to be afraid. You just need to remember to protect your family and secrets."
Being treated with such tenderness by his father, which was rare, Wei Wan was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly:
"Dad, I remember!"
The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction: "Your brother's name is Mo Sha. I will take you to find him."
Wei Wan was startled: "Name? Dad, what is a name?"
The middle-aged man chuckled: "The name is everyone's code name, so that others can remember it. You have always been in this valley and don't need to meet people, so naturally you don't need a name, but you do need it now."
Wei Wan was a little happy and asked quickly: "Dad, what is my name?"
The middle-aged man had a smile on his face but no emotion in his eyes: "Just call your name Mo Ling."
Corpse Mountain.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Mo Sha wielded the Stinging Whip vigorously and beat Mo Ling hard on the body. Mo Ling was dressed in black and had her back to Mo Sha.
Her clothes were ripped into pieces, revealing her bloody back, but her expression was calm - numb to be precise, and she allowed Mo Sha to whip her body.
"If you stop me from catching that bitch and make you think you are right, bitch, I'll beat you to death!"
"That woman is a disciple of Xiyue Peak, I know her."
"So what? You, a bitch, can beat me casually, but what's wrong with catching a woman you know?"
During the trial of the three major sects in the Northern Wilderness, a female disciple of the Zhenyang Sect got lost. Mo Sha wanted to catch her back and make her into a spirit corpse, but Mo Ling stopped her.
So as soon as the angry Mo Sha came back, he pulled Mo Ling into his room and beat her severely with the piercing whip.
The thorn god's whip with sharp barbs hit the body, piercing deeply into the flesh, and then was pulled out fiercely, and then whipped again.
This is not the first time for such cruel abuse, but Mo Ling has been enduring it silently.
Because she always remembered her father's words to protect her younger brother. If she fought back after being whipped a few times, her younger brother would die.
Her father and brother are her only relatives and she cannot lose them.
"Brother, my father said not to touch people from the sect easily."
"younger brother?"
Hearing her words, Mo Sha laughed loudly and whipped him hard again. Mo Ling shuddered but still did not resist.
Mo Sha walked up to her, kicked her to the ground, and stepped on her face, his voice full of ridicule:
"Bitch, do you really think you are my sister?"
Mo Ling was startled and looked at him sideways in confusion: "Brother, what are you talking about?"
Mo Sha slapped her in the face, his eyes full of disgust:
"Father only took a fancy to your talent. He killed your parents and snatched you away. He raised you like this just to make you an obedient tool for me. How dare you disobey me! Bitch!"
Mo Ling was stunned: "Brother, I don't understand what you are talking about."
"I can't stand the way you let others beat and scold you. Do you think that this will make your father love you more? Bitch, really you are!"
Mo Sha was furious, kicked her in the stomach, and punched and kicked her again.
Blood kept splattering.
"Bastard, shameless bitch! Beat you to death, beat you to death!!"
ah! !
Wei Wan sat up from the bed, her head covered with sweat. She looked around in horror before she came to her senses.
He was in the backyard where the Lord of Zhenlian City was entertaining guests.
Not in that deserted valley.
Not in Lingshi Mountain either.
Her brother is dead, and it is impossible for her to return to Lingshi Mountain.
Even if her brother is not very kind to her, he sometimes calls her sister, and he is still the person she is closest to besides her father.
It's a pity that I failed to protect him.
Wei Wan held her head and was silent for a moment, then slowly walked out of bed, took a change of clothes and walked out of the room, and came to the shower room.
The nightmare she had just had made her body covered in sweat, which stuck to her body and made her feel uncomfortable as if the barbs of a divine whip had been pierced into her flesh.
Wei Wan looked around, raised his hand to draw an isolation circle, then walked to the tub filled with hot water, took off his long blue skirt, and then took off his obscene clothes and pants.
The next moment, a graceful white body appeared in the light.
However, this beautiful body is covered with countless hideous scars, like ugly reptiles, crawling on this originally pure body.
At this time, a bead flew up from Wei Wan's clothes and glowed.
Wei Wan quickly put on her clothes and knelt down respectfully.
Soon, the huge cave shrouded in fairy mist appeared in the light again.
A man sat in front of the waterfall, with his back to Wei Wan.
"Father." Wei Wan shouted respectfully.
The man asked calmly: "How did Zheng Shengmo die?"
(End of chapter)
