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    The old man squinted his eyes and recalled for a moment. The two faces showed completely different expressions. One seemed to be reminiscing, while the other had evil intentions.  After a while, he stretched out his hand and hooked it. The corpse on the ground got up on its hands and feet, and walked to his side with its neck and head tilted.  The old man sighed: "Lichuan that's a good place. The mountains are good, the water is good, and the people are good."

    The figure of the man beside him was crumbling. Luo Yuanqiu could see clearly that most of his face was stained with black blood. His skin color had turned from withered yellow to purple, and there were no eyeballs in his eyes, only the whites of them.  He gradually stood firm on the ground, looking exactly the same as when he was alive, except for the blood stain on his forehead that opened like a wound and quickly went down the bridge of his nose and lips, dividing his entire face into two.

    Luo Yuanqiu watched this scene with an expressionless face. With a flick of his wrist, he put the silver mirror into his arms and threw out a green light that was as colored as glass.

    She whispered: "Since you drank the corpse's blood, you should have expected to turn into a corpse one day. If this is the immortality you want, then you have got your wish."

    The old man took the short staff from the man's hand and heard the words: "Being born here is like entering a furnace and suffering the pain of birth, old age, illness and death. Why not join in the light of the sun and the moon, and become the same as the heaven and the earth, and the shape will not fade for thousands of years."  Everyone will die, but I will only survive!"

    After hearing this, Luo Yuanqiu couldn't help but yawned, and said with a bored expression: "I seem to have heard this many times, can't you change it to a different one? I keep saying this sentence over and over again, isn't it interesting? Isn't it?  You can live forever, others deserve to turn into dust, in this case¡ª¡ª"

    "Then go to the sky and shine with the sun and the moon!"

    The blue light suddenly flung out, flexibly entangled the man who had not fully transformed into a corpse, and dragged him away from the old man.  Luo Yuanqiu flipped his palm, and a talisman popped out. In an instant, a firebird flew out from the talisman, its wings wrapped in fire, and when it flapped, large blue flames fell down.  The old man's expression changed, and he waved the short staff in his hand, and the black energy drew a spell in the air with his movements. It disappeared as quickly as ink marks entering water, and appeared in front of Luo Yuanqiu's eyes in the blink of an eye.

    She did not dodge, but just looked down at the corpse on the ground with an indifferent expression, and with her fingers slightly bent, the firebird flapped its wings and fell from the sky, stopped on the man's corpse, raised its head and let out a clear chirp, which instantly ignited.  The blue flames ignited and spread from the corpse.

    The firebird spread its wings and flew up, its body gradually shrunk, and the flames around it faded away, turning into several meteor-like light trails in mid-air, all of which ended up on Luo Yuanqiu's fingertips.  At the same time, the spell drawn by black energy froze in front of her, and then spread across the sky like ashes.

    A few bits of snow fell in the sky. She stretched out her hand to catch some of the ashes, squeezed them gently, threw them away, and said casually: "Okay, let's continue talking about Lichuan. What did you do in Lichuan back then, I guess you don't need to  I'll repeat it again. I just want to ask you, apart from Yang Chiguang, where did you take the women who were kidnapped?"

    The old man's gestures changed rapidly, and he frequently activated them with magic power. The black energy at the head of the staff slowly gathered, shooting out several black and red flames, or turning into a huge black light wheel.  But no matter how he changed, all this had no effect on Luo Yuanqiu.  He seemed very puzzled and murmured: "How is this possible? Is it true that as the rumors say, people who pass through Yinshan Mountain are no longer afraid of spells?"

    Luo Yuanqiu flicked the blue light in his hand, and he was so fast that only the afterimage was visible, and he attacked the old man.  After hearing this, he laughed and said, "Of course it's false. Do you believe it?"

    The old man's eyes flashed, he raised his short staff, and the black bird screamed and flew towards the blue light.  Unexpectedly, when Kankan encountered the green light, he let out a cry, turned into black energy and fled, leaving only a black and shiny bird feather.

    Before he could make any move, he was kicked down, flew several feet away and fell into the snow.  Luo Yuanqiu stepped on his chest and crushed it. The green light was retracted in his palm and turned into a short sword in an instant.  She twisted the old man's wrist, and in his horrified eyes, she made several strokes on his fingers with her dagger, and said, "With this one blow, your hand will be destroyed, and you will never be able to draw a spell again in this life."

    The old man struggled violently. The spells he relied on seemed to have lost their effect at this moment. Several spells turned into fragments of black light and fell around the two people. He hissed with all his strength: "No!"

    Luo Yuanqiu stepped hard on him and stepped him back into the snow. He smiled and said, "Then, have you remembered anything about Li Chuan?"

    In the corner of the courtyard, Chen Wenying finally pulled Wu Mei away, making it give up the idea of ??eating people to vent its anger.  Wu Mei picked up the two bone whips, threw them aside with disdain, bared her teeth for a while, tore them into several pieces, dug a hole and buried them in, and then walked away angrily.

    Chen Wenying was sweating all over. She stood with her sword in hand for a while and found that the two people lying on the ground were not moving at all.  She was a little strange, suspecting that the two men were fainted by Wu Mei. She walked in with a sword and picked up the black cloth covering one of their faces.Before.  Her complexion is as fair as milk, and her eyes are slightly light-colored. They look like two ambers when illuminated by the light. She is very beautiful.  If you look closely, you can find that her appearance is different from that of the people from the Central Plains.  Jing Lan intertwined his fingers, tilted his head, and motioned for her to sit down.

    The two of them sat across from each other on a small table. Jinglan said, "Haiyao, why is it that you are the one going to Beijing to report on your work this year? Where is your brother?"

    Hai Yao put his sword flat on his knees and replied: "He came back from Yinshan and accidentally injured his arm. He has not recovered yet, so he handed over the work report to me. It happened that I also had important matters to go to Beijing, so I sent him his  Bring the letter with you."

    As she said that, she took out a letter from her sleeve. Jinglan took it, wiped off the sealing spell with her hand, opened the envelope and took out the letter paper. After unfolding it, she glanced at it a few times and said, "So, if he goes to Yinshan this year, it will be a good idea."  Have you met the goldsmith?"

    Haiyao shook his head and said: "The heavy snow closed the mountains early this year. By the time he left, the goldsmith had already left."

    "Where would she go if she wasn't in Yinshan?" Jinglan threw the letter into the lampshade and waited until it was burned out before asking, "How much do you know about the goldsmith?"

    Haiyao thought for a while and said: "About five years ago, my brother took over his father's responsibilities and went to Yinshan Mountain to worship the beast god as usual. It happened that the Batu tribe had just replaced a new priest, so he went with the five tribes to congratulate him. Also.  It was then that he met the goldsmith."

    Jinglan lowered his eyes and said, "A woman."

    Hai Yao held the hilt of the sword and smiled: "It is true that she is a woman, but according to what my brother said, it is actually a little girl sitting next to the priest of Batu. He thought she was the daughter of the new priest, but he did not expect that,  It turns out to be a goldsmith."

    Jing Lan turned her palm up and made a gesture of invitation, and Hai Yao continued: "But she seems to be mute and deaf. No matter what others say, she will ignore it and just sit alone."

    Jinglan pondered for a moment and said: "Those who can walk through the hinterland of Yinshan Mountain must have something strange in their bodies. Maybe they have temporarily blocked their five senses."

    Thinking of this, she said: "I can't hear you, I can't tell you. No wonder your brother went to Yinshan several times and never recruited people to Si Tiantai. If it were you who went there, I don't know if it would be possible."

    "This man is elusive. He only stays in Yinshan for half a month every year and then disappears. Even if my brother goes there every year, he only sees him by chance. If he wants to find it, he will have to spend a lot of effort and discuss with the priest of Batu.  , this is a bit difficult to handle." Hai Yao said, "However, according to the information he inquired about, it seems that the gold assassin is looking for someone."

    Jinglan frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "Looking for someone?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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