Jian Chen's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of the method, and also as if he was considering the pros and cons of this matter. In short, Yang Zhongyuan who was watching aside was gritting his teeth and stamping his feet.
"Okay or not, let me tell you something. You and I are both grasshoppers on the same rope. Why do you and I pretend to be big-tailed wolves?"
Yang Zhongyuan almost cursed. If he hadn't felt that Jian Chen still had some use value, and if he hadn't been unable to defeat him, Yang Zhongyuan would have done it long ago. Why would he have to take the blame?
Jian Chen frowned when he heard this, obviously very displeased with what Yang Zhongyuan said.
But is what Yang Zhongyuan said wrong? The answer is of course correct. He was seriously injured by Ye Wudao and ran away in panic. Wasn't it possible to survive with his tail between his legs?
He immediately said: "Okay, I promise you, you arrange other things first, and I will go to the Human Emperor Palace right away."
After saying that, Jian Chen left with his sword in the direction of Yuzhou. When he arrived in Yuzhou, he could borrow the teleportation array in the city lord's palace to directly reach the Human Emperor's Palace.
With his friendship with City Lord Ouyang, it must not be difficult, otherwise he would have to cross mountains and ridges, and it would only take three days to reach it by flying with a sword.
If by that time, Ye Wudao and others would probably have run away, and Yue Fengyun would definitely take it out on himself if he couldn't see anyone by then, so he had to go back and forth as quickly as possible.
After taking care of Jian Chen, Yang Zhongyuan felt that it was not enough and immediately returned to the city. At this moment, a spiritual talisman appeared in front of him.
It was sent by Yang Fu, the commander of the city lord's palace. It said that there was something urgent that he needed to go back to deal with.
Yang Zhongyuan pondered for a moment without hesitation. Under normal circumstances, Yang Fu would not come looking for him at this time, unless something big really happened.
Immediately, Yang Zhongyuan did not dare to stay and went directly back to the city lord's palace. He found Yang Fu and learned that his son had been killed. He did not even see the murderer. He immediately became furious.
"Look for me. The whole city is on alert. I must find the murderer."
Yang Zhongyuan's expression was gloomy. No one dared to look for trouble at this time and all retreated.
Gently pushing the door open and arriving at Yang Wenluo's room, Yang Zhongyuan took a deep breath and lifted the white silk covering Yang Wenluo's body with trembling hands.
hiss……
Yang Zhongyuan took a breath of air and threw Bai Ling away violently. Yang Wenluo's eyes were wide open and he wished his eyes would fly out.
Seeing his son's death-defying expression, Yang Zhongyuan closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and dug his sharp nails deeply into his palms, and drops of blood flowed down between his fingers.
"Ye Wudao..." Yang Zhongyuan gritted his teeth and spat out three words from his mouth. He was shocked that it was Ye Wudao.
Looking at the sword wound on Yang Wenluo's chest and the murderous aura that has not yet dissipated, who else could use the killing sword technique besides Ye Wudao?
Immediately, Yang Zhongyuan ordered his men to invite Wang, Wan and the three heads of the Liu family. Now they can only maximize their power as much as possible.
At the same time, Ye Lingfeng arrived at the Wang family's mansion. Although the Wang family's mansion was not as luxurious as the city lord's mansion, it was several times better than his Ye family's.
However, the security against counterfeiting seemed a bit lax, and Ye Lingfeng arrived at the Wang family's backyard with almost no effort.
He captured a servant of the Wang family and learned about Wang Yufeng's room from his mouth. Then he knocked him out with a palm and threw him into the grass without anyone noticing.
In Wang Yufeng's room, Wang Yufeng was having a lot of fun with a girl on the bed.
Through the window, Ye Lingfeng could even hear the sounds inside. As expected, people are divided into groups, and birds of a feather flock together. He and Yang Wenluo are simply the same thing.
Immediately, Ye Lingfeng gently pushed the door open, without attracting the two people on the bed, but came directly to the bedside.
Wang Yufeng felt a figure walking by and immediately shouted: "Who..."
"Wang Yufeng, I'm so lonely, can you come and stay with me?"
Ye Lingfeng imitated Wan Muhua's voice and spoke, and made his hair extremely messy.
"Wan Muhua..." Wang Yufeng knew who the visitor was as soon as he heard it. He was immediately shocked and opened the bed curtain.
Shocked to see a man with disheveled hair, shaking his head and ears, Wang Yufeng vaguely saw a pair of shining eyes.
He was so frightened that he sat down on the bed, and the girl was so frightened that she even screamed.
Ye Lingfeng immediately waved his hand, and after a flash of white light, the girl's eyes bulged, and she looked at Ye Lingfeng in disbelief.
The girl's neck was exposed, and five claw marks were extremely bright red. Even if the girl covered it with her hands, it still spurted out.
"Master, save me..." The girl turned to Wang Yufeng and said with difficulty, hoping to save her.
But who would have expected that Wang Yufeng actually pushed her away and said, "Don't come over, get out of here..."
The girl couldn't believe it until she died. She had spoken tender words of love to her just now. The person who promised each other would abandon her, and her fearful eyes even showed a look of disgust.
"Wang Yufeng, why do you only let me die alone? I'm so miserable. I have no money to spend, and I'm often bullied by ghosts. You didn't even say come and stand up for me, stand up for me..."
Ye Lingfeng cried while talking, feeling like a ghost crying or a wolf howling, which made Wang Yufeng tremble all over.
Gradually, Ye Lingfeng stretched out his hand to grab Wang Yufeng. He saw that Ye Lingfeng's hands were full of blood, and his hands, especially the long nails, were still mixed with flesh and blood.
Wang Yufeng couldn't help but vomited, and said: "Wan Muhua, don't come over, don't come over, I will burn paper for you early tomorrow morning, I will give you whatever you want, what do you think?"
When Wan Muhua died, he was shattered by Mu Qinxue's freezing technique. In the end, he even turned into a pool of blood. His soul was completely gone. There was no chance of being a ghost.
However, Wang Yufeng had been frightened by Ye Lingfeng for a long time. In addition, Ye Lingfeng had made great progress in cultivation and was on tenterhooks every day and every night. How could he know this and immediately kowtowed to Ye Lingfeng.
Ye Lingfeng couldn't help but smile and said again: "I want you to come down and accompany me. Yang Wenluo is already on the way. It's just you and Liu Qinglan. When you come, I will never be lonely again."
As he spoke, Ye Lingfeng grabbed Wang Yufeng's hand. Wang Yufeng was shocked. What did this mean? He clearly wanted to go down to accompany him. How could this be possible?
He hadn't lived enough. Thinking of the flowers, plants, beauties, glory and wealth in the world, Wang Yufeng was afraid.
He looked around and saw that apart from him and the girl who had just died, Wan Muhua's ghost was the only one left in the room, and there was no one else at all.
Even if he wanted to ask someone to come in, it would be impossible. Now that he was naked, if he let someone come in, how would he see anyone in the future?
Wang Yufeng thought about it and felt that life was more important than face. If his life was gone, what was the use of face?
