Seeing Zhao Ning appear, they stopped their momentum at the same time.
He Jie still smiled as usual, "Boss Shen, why did you come out just now? I heard that Lan had been out for a while."
He turned around and saw Zhiyue lowering her head, but the red corners of her eyes were still exposed.
"Zhiyue, what's wrong with you? Are you crying? Why?"
Maybe the two of them had a close relationship, but He Jie was a little nervous towards Zhiyue and immediately approached her.
But Zhiyue only shook her head.
Zhao Ning glanced at several people and said, "Zhiyue has something in Yue Lingfei's hands. Are you interested in coming with us?"
This trip was more than just leaving, everyone could tell.
Xiang Hongxuan frowned, glanced back and forth at Zhiyue, then at He Jie, and finally landed on Zhao Ning, his eyes lowered.
"Can."
"It turns out it was Yue Lingfei who harmed you!" He Jie didn't know what he thought, and the smile on his face turned into anger, "I want to kill him."
Zhao Ning took a step forward, and the void beside her shattered. She turned her head and said to Zhiyue, "Did you know that you asked Yue Lingfei to go out alone?"
Zhiyue looked at everyone, sniffed, and was deeply moved for a moment.
"Yeah. Leave it to me."
A few days later, Mingjing Valley, this canyon is an extremely deep valley that few cultivators visit. It is said that this valley was once where the spiritual veins were buried. Later, a powerful man extracted the spiritual veins and left them behind. Such a deep valley.
At this moment, the wind roared faintly in the valley. Zhiyue was dressed in white, and her makeup had lost its previous beauty and charm, and she looked particularly fairy-like.
She was leaning on the boulder by the stream, with her head half-supported. There was a tray beside her, which contained a moonlight flask and a wine glass.
Thousand-year-old wine was quietly poured into the wine glass, and the whole valley seemed to be filled with the mellow aroma of the wine.
"The beauty is drunk by the stream. She is really beautiful."
Suddenly, a voice came out of nowhere, floating in the valley with a smile.
Zhiyue slightly raised her head and looked sideways, and suddenly she felt the space around her fluctuate. A figure stepped out of the crack in the broken void, embraced Zhiyue frivolously and was about to kiss her.
But a glass of wine was held to his lips.
Zhiyue crossed her legs and turned, using her toes to push the approaching person away.
Not paying attention to the visitor, Yukong stood and drank the wine in one gulp from a distance of less than three feet, "Good wine."
But as soon as he finished drinking, the wine glass turned into powder in his hands.
He looked at Zhiyue with a smile, "Zhiyue, Zhiyue, it's rare to see her dressed up today. Could it be that she knew she messed up the plan and came to please Yue so that she would suffer less?"
Zhiyue put her hands behind her back, stood up weakly and looked at him, "Yes. Brother Lingfei, do you want to take pity on this poor person and hand him the last fragment of the secret technique, okay?"
The voice was extremely charming, and even though Yue Lingfei was wearing half a mask, he still couldn't hide the desire in his eyes.
"I want it." Yue Lingfei approached step by step, and when he stretched out his left hand, he saw a spiritual light wrapped in a leather scroll with an unknown material and an unknown length.
But Zhiyue could see clearly that this was the same secret scroll as usual.
She could no longer maintain her charming appearance, so she suddenly raised her hand and fished forward, but found nothing.
Yue Lingfei flicked his fingers, and the secret scroll disappeared, and his expression became cold.
"You ruined my plan and still want the remaining secret method, Zhiyue, you are dreaming."
As he spoke, he suddenly shot out and directly grabbed Zhiyue's neck.
But Zhiyue was deliberately seducing. The moment he took action, the secret treasure that Zhiyue had prepared shattered and his figure suddenly disappeared in front of Yue Lingfei.
Yue Lingfei was extremely sharp and instantly found Zhiyue's landing point. He turned around and reached a high place, only ten feet away from Zhiyue's position, and was approaching quickly.
But I heard that Zhiyue was already calm and calm, and once again put on a charming tone, "Brother Lingfei, why are you so anxious? I haven't finished speaking yet. Although, I didn't leave Shen Zhaoning in the secret realm for you. , but I have brought you more Master Nascent Soul for you to choose spiritual bones."
Yue Lingfei, who had already approached one foot in front of Zhi Yue, was suddenly startled, and his pupils suddenly dilated. At this moment, he saw a person suddenly appear in front of Zhi Yue. He was holding Qianjun Spiritual Hammer and was ready to go.
Seeing that the power of the spirit hammer was astonishing and was about to fall in a moment, Yue Lingfei only had time to summon the flame robe to cover his body. However, the armor-piercing power of the spirit hammer was far beyond Yue Lingfei's imagination. It actually directly smashed the flame robe and hammered him hard.
Yue Lingfei suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, flying three feet. Yue Lingfei picked up the magic weapon and was about to stabilize his body when he felt a chill behind his back.
He subconsciously moved away, only to see a sword light flying past his ear, but before he could take a breath, more sword lights hit his back, and his body was shrouded in divine light, but there was no He tried his best to prevent it, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell downwards.
He seemed to have been seriously injured by the two blows, and he fell straight down. When he was almost close to the ground, he suddenly picked up the magic weapon in his hand, and the fire spirit of thousands of miles vibrated.
He slapped the ground with a palm, but the ground that was supposed to melt did not react at all. Yue Lingfei noticed that something was wrong, turned around suddenly, kicked the void, and prepared to slip away.
Unexpectedly, as soon as half of his foot stepped into the crack, he heard a dragon's roar coming from below, and the ground began to fluctuate with delay. However, Yue Lingfei did not dare to look back at all. At this critical moment, he only focused on drilling towards the crack in the void. .
But after a moment's delay, his other foot was entangled with something, and then his wrists, body, neck, etc. were all entangled, binding him tightly, making it impossible for him to go any further, or even just watching. Watching the cracks in the void quickly dissipate because time is up.
Immediately afterwards, the binding force on his body tightened, and he was pulled back.
Yue Lingfei picked up the magic weapon and saw three bundles of extremely hot fire emerging behind him. He turned around and forced his hands together while pulling. The extremely hot fire behind him instantly reached the sky.
He narrowed his eyes and saw that not far away, Zhao Ning was holding a Dragon Roar Whip, clear light surged, and the whip body had transformed into the shadow of eight giant dragons, which were restraining him.
"It's really you!"
Yue Lingfei gritted his teeth.
In other directions around him, Zhiyue, Xiang Hongxuan, and He Jie each occupied one. Under siege by the Four Yuan Yings, Yue Lingfei lost the best time to escape in the first place. Now he doesn't even have a chance to get out of the encirclement.
"Very good, very good, in that case..." He seemed to be pushed to the extreme, "Then you all can die with me!"
As he spoke, he turned the seal in his hand, and a more ferocious aura emerged in the center of the seal. The extremely hot fire behind him became more and more violent. The high temperature burned the surroundings, and the entire Mingjing Valley was bare for hundreds of miles in an instant.
"ah!!!"
He roared loudly, and saw the seal in his hand reflected on his body, and his whole body was completely integrated into the extremely hot fire.
He Jie's eyes narrowed, "Quickly leave! This guy wants to blow himself up!"
But before he could move back, Zhiyue shouted again, "My secret method!!!"
At this moment, Zhao Ning moved and rushed forward. The Dragon Roar Whip transformed into Thunder Soul Wood, and under the domain, Yue Lingfei's self-destruction power was forcibly restrained.
But he saw the thunder soul tree floating in the sky trembling, and the thunder light intertwined with the rope of merit, taking this opportunity to trap Yue Lingfei.
With another kick, all his self-destructive momentum was gone, and he was already thrown to the ground like a knife or fish.
The four of them slowly fell down.
Yue Lingfei lost his momentum, but he still said hard, "Damn it! I'm going to kill you! Let me go!"
No one cares about the feeling of fish, they only dislike the noise of fish.
He Jie walked up to Yue Lingfei first, squatted down, and smiled, "At this point, you are still full of insults. I really don't know how you will die later. Shut up."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pressed it softly. A spiritual light brewed in his palm. Soon, a tongue consciousness was forcibly taken away from Yue Lingfei's mouth. Without the tongue consciousness, Yue Lingfei, no matter how powerful he was, could only open his mouth and remain silent. What kind of sound could he make? Can't even send it out.
He Jie even crushed his tongue to pieces in front of Yue Lingfei. Yue Lingfei looked at him with wide eyes, full of anger, hatred, and fear hidden deep inside.
For human monks below the Yuan Shen level, the five senses are a gift from heaven, and each sense is most relevant to them. If the five senses are lost, even if they are replaced with the five senses of others, it may still not work, or it may not work. Use but there is exclusion.
He Jie lowered his head and glanced at Yue Lingfei's body, passing through the chain wrapped in golden light in the lightning. He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Yue Lingfei's right hand.
But Yue Lingfei clenched his fists tightly, but how could Yue Lingfei resist in such a situation.
"Bring it to you." He Jie hummed with a smile.
The storage ring on Yue Lingfei's fingertip fell into He Jie's hand. He tossed it up and down, then threw it at Zhiyue.
"Zhiyue, look to see if the secret scroll is inside. You've found it. For the rest, let's go back to Qingyue Palace to divide the spoils." He Jie said.
Zhiyue had never been so excited as she was at this moment. She responded several times and penetrated it with her spiritual consciousness. Soon, the fragments of the secret technique that Yue Lingfei showed her before appeared in her hand.
She couldn't wait to break open the light shield to get the secret scroll, and then untied the string.
"Be careful." Suddenly I heard Zhao Ning shouting in my ear, but it was too late. The remaining scroll had been opened, and a fire-poison crow spirit suddenly emerged from it and rushed straight towards Zhiyue's face.
Even though Yue Lingfei has no sense of tongue, he can still see his viciousness and pride in his expression.
Fortunately, there was another flame that followed the Fire Poison Crow Spirit. Feifeng Lingyan let out a cry during the explosion, and rushed straight towards the Fire Poison Crow Spirit, where the Fire Poison Crow Spirit attacked Zhiyue's body. In the moment of inspiration, he was completely swallowed up by Feifeng Lingyan.
"Zhiyue, are you okay?" He Jie was startled, stood up and was in front of Zhiyue in an instant.
Zhiyue was not as relaxed as escaping from death. She stared blankly at the fragment of the scroll in her hand, which turned into ashes.
"Damn it!" He Jie cursed secretly and glared at Yue Lingfei coldly.
Yue Lingfei's eyes were full of pride, as if I would rather burn the thing than give it to you. Hahaha, you must be living in pain.
Xiang Hongxuan approached coldly and pointed the tip of his sword directly on Yue Lingfei's mask.
Yue Lingfei was startled, rolled to the side, and met Xiang Hongxuan's cold gaze. Yue Lingfei moved his lips, as if to tell you what you want to do. The next moment, the force on the tip of the sword increased, and the weird mask was forcibly lifted. rise.
The weird mask was really connected to his skin and flesh. When Xiang Hongxuan lifted it up, the skin and flesh were involved, and the extreme pain made Yue Lingfei stand up half of his body.
Until the end, Xiang Hongxuan looked at the disgusting picture of the half-opened sword, revealing the internal structure under the skin. He paused, raised his eyes and saw Zhao Ning approaching, and then retracted his sword.
Yue Lingfei was in extreme pain, twisting left and right.
"Since Sect Master Yue has achieved this level, then we have nothing to worry about."
Zhao Ning's voice was indifferent.
Under Yue Lingfei's horrified gaze, she raised her hand and pressed it softly. Clear light shrouded her, and a little soul light poured out from Yue Lingfei's eyebrows.
Search for souls.
Those soul lights together constitute Yue Lingfei's memory.
Zhiyue and He Jie also approached. This was Zhiyue's last hope.
Zhiyue was lucky. The complete secret method did exist in Yue Lingfei's memory. It was only at this moment that Zhiyue breathed a sigh of relief.
And Zhao Ning asked Zhiyue to fish Yue Lingfei out not only to help Zhiyue find the complete secret method, but also to settle the accounts with Yue Lingfei that day, and most fundamentally... to find out who was behind the incident in Zhuzhou.
Yue Lingfei's origin is too mysterious. During the time in Zhuzhou, the old man of the Youyue clan once mentioned that there were still some Zhuzhou people scattered in Jiuzhou who were just having fun, which seemed to corroborate what Yue Lingfei said casually that day.
In addition, Xin Sui pointed out that there must be someone to lead him in Yangzhou.
Sure enough, in Yue Lingfei's memory, Zhao Ning confirmed her guess.
Yue Lingfei is indeed from Zhuzhou. He has lived in Zhuzhou since he was a child. He is an unknown junior in Fenghui Valley. He has no access to the top cultivation techniques of his family, nor the guidance of his family elders.
But Yue Lingfei was an extremely ambitious person. He secretly murdered several of his peers and squeezed into the last spot.
