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    Song Ming disconnected the sound transmission spell and looked at the old demon cultivator in Yuan Qing's hand: "Take him back together and let Master and Senior Brother interrogate him carefully."

    Before he finished speaking, there was a "pop" sound, and a puff of smoke suddenly erupted from the old man's body, which fascinated the eyes of the two of them, causing them to almost fall off the sword.

    Yuan Qing only felt a light touch on his hand. When the smoke and dust dispersed, he saw that the old man he was holding was gone, leaving only a rope.

    He frowned: "The golden toad sheds its shell."

    The two men turned around with their swords and chased after him. They searched around Qianye City, but there was no trace of the old man anywhere.

    Song Ming muttered: "Looking for him this way is not an option. Let's go back to the sect first."

    Yuan Qing had no choice but to nod.

    After the two left, a patch of white hair like unkempt grass poked out from behind a mulberry tree at the corner of the street.

    Since two hundred-year-old boys also wanted to fight with the old man, the old demon cultivator let out a sneer from his nose.

    I can¡¯t go back to my original home. I¡¯ve lived there for decades, so I¡¯m really reluctant to move.  But when he thought of the priceless Wisdom Heart Stone in the Ling Mansion, a proud smile spread across his old face, and even his blind eye had a glimmer of light.

    At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his heart. He opened his eyes wide and turned around, only to see two men in black clothes wearing curtains and hats suddenly appeared behind him. It was the young man in green who had previously  The two men picked up their swords and clothes.

    One of them had his hands covered with blood, holding a "pop-pop" beating heart between his hooked fingers, and said with an indifferent smile: "This old guy's heart is actually red."

    Another person said: "My lord ordered me to tell you to be more careful in your next life, and don't look at things you shouldn't."

    Old Moxiu¡¯s eyes widened and he could not suppress the trembling. He had been careful to hide his whereabouts for hundreds of years, but he didn¡¯t expect that he would eventually fall into the hands of that person because of this deal.

    He opened his mouth, spit out a mouthful of blood, and slowly fell down.

    They were on the main road in the city, and people, demons and monsters passed by from time to time. They just lowered their heads and quickened their pace. No one took a second look. In a place like the Demon Realm, murder and robbery are common and happen all the time. It all depends on ability.

    The man in black searched the old demon cultivator's body, cut open his spiritual palace, found out several valuable treasures, stuffed them into the Qiankun bag together with the patterned stone of unknown origin and purpose, and threw the bloody remains in the  Then he turned around and left.

    No one paid attention to the corpse of the old demon cultivator. After a while, a group of flies buzzed around it.

    Three days later, Lao Moxiu's Qiankun Bag, Ding Yi's Kunwu Sword, and the thumb-sized red stone appeared on a small red sandalwood case. A man in black knelt and held it up to the low hanging table.  In front of yarn.

    There are two vague figures sitting opposite each other across a chessboard in the middle, and the sound of "pop" and "pop" can be heard from time to time.

    The man in black knelt for a long time. The game in the tent was over. The two people put away the chess pieces, and the chess pieces fell into the bed one by one, making a "squeaking" sound.

    After a while, the curtain moved, and a hand stretched out from the gauze. The joints were clear and thin, and the blue veins were faintly visible on the back of the hand, which was so white that it was almost transparent.

    The hand slid across the black and rough scabbard of the Kunwu sword like a harp, and the aqua blue sleeves embroidered with silver flowing cloud patterns made a rustling sound: "I like people who think they are smart the most, they are the least willing to obey.  , thinking that everything is decided by oneself, so one works hardest when doing things.

    It¡¯s easier to use than just following orders.  "

    The man in black knew that he was not talking to him, so he just kept silent and held up several cases motionlessly.

    The man in the center tapped the sword: "Put it away."

    The other man in black said "obey" respectfully, walked forward on his knees, and held the sword in both hands.

    The hand fell on the patterned stone again.

    "I didn't expect there was a third piece in the world," the man said with interest, "was it also found from him?"

    This time he was asking his subordinates, and the man in black quickly answered yes.

    "Man perishes for money, and birds perish for food," the person in the tent sighed melancholy. "I only took out one of his eyes at the beginning, and didn't want it to be broken on this stone in the end. If I had known this, I might as well have given him a happy life.  Ah Zhen, do you think so?"

    I saw the person opposite the chessboard nodding slightly, and the hairpin on his head made a small tinkling sound.

    "Is there any news about the Bai family?" the man in the center asked again.

    "Return to the Lord," the man in black said, "My subordinates have received news that Sect Master Bai has gathered his close friends and is preparing to send them to the border of Xizhou to intercept and kill Lian Shanjun."

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    "It's Daddy!" Su Yu shouted excitedly, "Daddy¡ª¡ª"

    ¡°Then he could see nothing clearly, all the colors, all the lights, all the smells and sounds blended together.

    There is grandma¡¯s pleading, a voice like cracking silk, a red moon, and a smell like rust.

    Dad found them and killed A Niang, all because he was disobedient.

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