He Ping'an was about to get close to the truth of the matter. He no longer had the patience to follow the temptation, his eyes shot out a green light, and the soul-stirring technique was activated, immediately controlling Wu Yang's soul.
"Buzz..."
There was a soft sound, and a jade Ruyi in Wu Yang's arms suddenly lit up, blocking He Ping'an's soul-stirring technique.
"Protective weapon..."
He Ping'an's face turned cold, and he waved his hand and fired a burst of magic power, imprisoning Ruyi in mid-air.
"Tell me, is Jiang Yuyan dead?"
He Pingan's voice was gloomy.
This Wu Yang family is just an ordinary person, but he actually has a magic weapon to protect the soul, which he never expected.
I am afraid that Marquis Yongchun, who is in southern Xinjiang, will feel the feeling soon, and time cannot wait any longer.
"died."
"How did you die?"
"I killed it with my own hands."
It turned out that although this Wu Yang family was a stepmother, she doted on Wu Fan because she had no heirs with Marquis Yongchun.
As the saying goes, spoiling a child is like killing a child.
No matter what Wu Fan wanted or did since he was young, Wu Yang would find a way to satisfy him.
Wu Fan gradually developed a domineering and willful character, bullying men and dominating women.
It can be said that Wu Fan became like this, which is inseparable from Wu Yang's pampering.
But the Yongchun Hou family has a great cause, and although Wu Fan acts willfully, he can still maintain it.
Until Jiang Yuyan came to Yongchun Houfu, relying on Wu Fan's favor, she had many conflicts with the Wu Yang family.
Wu Yang endured it for three years, and finally killed Jiang Yuyan on a moonless night.
The Si Tianjian warlock Wu Fan was looking for had been bribed by the Wu Yang family for a long time, so he could not find out the whereabouts of Jiang Yuyan.
"Buried where?"
"In the flower garden in front of your house."
Wu Yang's voice was stiff.
"impossible!"
He Pingan's expression changed. He had already used his spiritual consciousness to explore the entire Yongchun Marquis Mansion. He knew where even an ant was.
If there was a corpse in front of his house, there was no way he wouldn't be able to see it.
Time was running out, and He Pingan's figure turned into a strong wind, carrying Wu Yang to the flower garden.
"boom!"
He Ping'an's seven-color mana condensed into a multi-colored palm about ten feet in size, uprooting the flowers and plants in the flower bed and razing the flower bed to the ground.
"No......"
He Pingan's eyes narrowed, and then asked: "Are you sure you want to bury her here?"
"yes."
Wu Yang, who was under the spell of soul-obsessed, gave a somewhat rigid answer.
"withdraw!"
With a thought in He Ping'an's mind, the soul-obsessing spell was removed, and Wu Yang's Qingming was restored.
"You, you are not Fan'er..."
Wu Yang looked at He Ping'an with a horrified expression.
"It doesn't matter whether I am Wu Fan or not. Look at the flower garden in front of you."
He Pingan indicated with his eyes.
"This is impossible."
"I obviously buried her here."
Wu Yang glanced at the flower bed that had changed beyond recognition. There were no human bones among the scattered soil.
He Ping'an watched with cold eyes, and his spiritual consciousness carefully examined the situation to make sure that Wu Yang did not lie to him.
Where did Jiang Yuyan go?
He Ping'an couldn't help but have a headache. Unfortunately, although Yi Dan Pavilion rewarded many skills, it did not have a divination method. Otherwise, Jiang Yuyan's whereabouts would have been calculated long ago.
"Who are you, where is my Fan'er?"
Wu Yang's bright red lips trembled slightly, and there was a bit of fear, a bit of pain, and a bit of joy hidden on her face.
"Stop pretending, I'm afraid you have expected this day."
He Pingan suddenly spoke.
"You, don't talk nonsense."
Wu Yang's expression changed drastically. She had never been so nervous even when she saw Jiang Yuyan's body missing just now.
"The Marquis of Yongchun has been away for many years. You stay alone in the empty house and raise the son of his late wife for him. Will you have no complaints?"
"It is precisely because Wu Fan is here that Marquis Yongchun doesn't have to worry about being unable to have a wife, so I haven't slept with you since we got married."
"You haven't broken your Yuan Yin yet, right?"
He Pingan walked up to Wu Yang step by step, forcing her to step back and almost fall to the ground.
"Only if Wu Fan dies, can the Marquis of Yongchun sleep with you."
"So as early as you entered the Yongchun Marquis Mansion at the age of nineteen, you have been planning a long plan."
"The Great Mystery hides dragons and crouching tigers, and there are countless masters. You deliberately cultivated Wu Fan into a playboy. One day, he will definitely offend the masters, and when the time comes, Wu Fan will die."
He Pingan spoke eloquently and expressed all the thoughts in her heart.
"No, I didn't, you're talking nonsense!"
Wu Yang's beautiful face was full of fear. How could there be such a devil in the world who could understand her thoughts so accurately.
"It doesn't matter that I said I didn't lie. What matters is that Yongchun Marquis Wu Liangxiang doesn't believe it."
He Ping'an looked calm, as if he was talking about an extremely trivial matter.
"What do you want?"
At this time, Wu Yang finally regained some composure.
"That depends on what you do."
He Ping'an's narrowed eyes scanned Wu Yang's moist skin without concealment, making her feel cold all over her body, and she quickly hugged her chest with both hands.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in you."
He Ping'an smiled lightly and said, "Why do women in any world hug their chests first when they encounter danger?"
But she didn't know that her consciousness had already scanned her whole body a hundred times, a hundred times.
"How about we make a deal?"
"I'll help you keep this secret."
"You do one thing for me."
He Ping'an said lightly, his eyes moved to the distance.
"do what......."
Wu Yang thought for a moment and was about to agree when a dazzling fire suddenly lit up in the east wing of the Hou Mansion, and then shot towards this side like lightning. After just a breath, it had already arrived in front of the two of them.
"You thief who dares to insult my wife is seeking death!"
In the light of the fire, a red-robed Taoist appeared. When he raised his hand, a huge burning fire ball hit He Ping'an, like a small sun rising in the daytime.
Just a few sparks fell, burning the ground into a fire pit about ten feet deep.
If the fire ball completely falls down, the entire area of a hundred feet will turn into a sea of flames.
"Little tricks!"
With a look of disdain on his face, He Ping'an made a secret with one hand, and a light blue ice crystal the size of a rice grain formed in front of him, and then he quickly rushed towards the fire ball.
The fire was surging and the ice crystals were flashing. The shapes of the two were extremely different. After contact, there was no earth-shattering effect as expected. Instead, it was extremely calm.
In an instant, the fire was like boiling water, making a "sizzling" sound.
In just one breath, the fire was extinguished, and the blue ice crystals continued to shoot towards the red-robed Taoist without any loss.
"not good."
The red-robed Taoist saw the ice crystals flying toward him, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions, and shouted loudly. A yellow talisman, a golden shield, and a fiery red flying sword appeared in front of him. The aura shone like an ordinary thing.
"Whoosh!"
Before the red-robed Taoist could make his next move, the azure blue ice crystal had easily penetrated the talisman shield, and the flaming red flying sword was less than three feet away from him.
"My life is at risk!"
The red-robed Taoist's face turned pale, and he was about to die before his eyes.
"Who dares to act wild in the capital?"
A loud shout suddenly sounded from the city defense camp. Suddenly, a silver spear appeared in the mid-air, tearing apart the clouds in the mid-air, carrying endless wind, and stabbing towards the Yongchun Marquis Mansion like silver lightning.
As the city defense battalion took action, dozens of locations in Xuanyang City erupted with astonishing momentum. Each location was not weaker than the city defense battalion, and some were even slightly superior.
"I didn't expect to stoke a hornet's nest."
He Ping'an smiled bitterly, put away the ice crystal, golden light flashed in his hand, and the golden Lin sword rose in the wind, turning into a golden sword light more than ten feet long, blocking the silver spear in mid-air.
"boom!"
The two colors of gold and silver collided together, setting off a huge gust of wind. Even at an altitude of hundreds of feet, it still overturned many buildings in the Yongchun Marquis Mansion.
"gone!"
He Ping'an withdrew the golden sword with a thought, turned it into a golden sword light, wrapped up Zhang Laoqi who was hiding in the corner, and fled out of the city.
Anyway, my goal has been achieved, there is no need to struggle here.
Wu Yang and the red-robed Taoist finally escaped death, and just as they breathed a sigh of relief, a message fell into Wu Yang's mind: "Mrs. Marquis, please don't forget our agreement, and come back to fulfill it another day..." ..."
