blood contract

"The news we got is that he was besieged by alien beasts and had his head bitten off and died," said Damian.

"...Ha! Interesting!"

Mu Qihua.Le's eyes showed teasing and he tilted his head nonchalantly.

“Yes, I heard that in order not to lose to her deceased sister, she also imitated her and killed alien beasts to obtain demon pills for cultivation. She also often showed off the number of alien beasts she killed in front of others.

She was even crazier during this period, and in the end, she died at the hands of an alien beast just like her sister."

Damian laughed and said, "Haha, you know what, this way of dying is quite suitable for her."

Then he leaned close to Le's ear and whispered, "That's great. Now we don't have to do it ourselves."

Mu Qihua nodded happily: "Yes! It's all your own fault."

Although I said this, I inexplicably thought of Ling in my heart!

"I heard another thing!" Damian started gossiping again.

"Go ahead."

Mu Qihua Le smiled and poured him wine. He knew the temper of this good friend. If he didn't give him enough face, he would only keep people in suspense.

Damian was very satisfied. He picked up the poured wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"Mr. Lan came to our Baidi City. When he passed through Fulong Town, he discovered a spy and personally injured the spy!"

"Spy?" Mu Qihua Le was a little surprised.

He was only injured, which was beyond his expectation. "To be able to escape from Mr. Lan, this spy must be very capable!"

"Yes." Damian put his hand to his mouth and whispered, "I'm giving orders to track down that human spy!"

……

A few days later,

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

"beans."

There was a silent sound outside the door.

"Enter."

Wu saw Ling Ling and said, "Fortunately you haven't closed your eyes yet. His Majesty the Beast King asked you to go."

Then he leaned over and whispered something in her ear.

Lingling raised her eyebrows and nodded with a smile.

……

After going out, he was led by the eunuch to the Huadian Palace.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn. Chief Sheng and five other chiefs were standing beside him. In the main seat sat an old man with gray hair and a hunched back. His eye sockets were sunken, but his eyes revealed his calmness and wisdom.

He is Mr. Lan from Hong Zhongshan.

"Little friend Ling is here,"

Chief Sheng stood up enthusiastically, looked at the old man on the main seat, and introduced him with his big hand: "This is Mr. Lan, one of the elders of our Sen Tianxing Alliance."

Ling Ling saluted respectfully, and then bowed politely to the patriarchs of each tribe one by one.

At that time, the patriarchs of the five tribes looked at her with different eyes, but one thing was certain, that is, their hostility towards her was much less.

In this situation, Ling Ling probably guessed that it was Team Leader Sheng who told about the inheritance of the stone statue. After all, this was not just a matter for his clan, but was related to the prosperity of the entire monster clan.

Next, Patriarch Sheng also explained to Ling Ling the purpose of inviting him over. While thanking her, Mr. Lan also wanted to see her in person.

After Ling Ling sat down, Mr. Lan toasted her first, followed by the six clan leaders in turn, with such cordial and enthusiastic attitudes.

Even some prominent figures in the human race might not be able to receive such courtesy. This undoubtedly gave Ling Ling a great deal of face and also showed their great goodwill.

Gradually, the atmosphere on the field became lively. They did not hesitate to talk about the areas they were responsible for searching in front of Lingling. From time to time, they asked her for the secret of sensing the residual stones. Mr. Lan always had a smiling face.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Mr. Lan, who was sitting at the main table, suddenly spoke up.

"Can the six clan leaders please step aside first so that I can have a few words with this young friend Ling."

The six clan leaders looked at each other, with surprise in their eyes.

Although they all had their own guesses in their minds, what could have happened that could make Mr. Lan specifically avoid them and ask this junior alone?

However, they also knew their limits and tactfully did not ask any further questions, and quietly left the hall.

In the hall, Ling Ling looked calm and bowed graciously.

"Mr. Lan, if you have anything to say, just ask directly."

Mr. Lan nodded slightly and laughed heartily:

"Haha, my friend is really straightforward. Then I won't beat around the bush."

After that, he slowly put down the wine cup in his hand and stared at Ling Ling with a sharp gaze, "One thing is one thing, please hand over the murderer who killed my people!"

Ling Ling frowned slightly when she heard that. As expected, what is coming will eventually come!

She was full of confusion, "Murderer? I don't know what Mr. Lan means?"

Mr. Lan's face darkened slightly, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

"My friend, there is no need to pretend anymore. Huang Ziyun in Fulong Town is the family of my registered disciple and a member of my clan. Her death must be related to the people around you."

Ling Ling already knew what was going on and had his own way of dealing with it. "Mr. Lan, you are wrong. The death of a noble disciple has nothing to do with the people around me."

"Hahahaha...younger, how can I confront you face to face if I am not sure?"

As he spoke, a piece of rag appeared in his hand. The rag seemed to be a corner cut off from a piece of clothing, with some threads and signs of wear and tear on the edge.

And at the upper corner of this piece of rag, a strand of thin black hair was tied, fluttering gently in the breeze and floating into the air.

Looking at the direction it was floating in, Ling Ling knew where it was floating to - that was her residence, where Miao Shiyu lived while recuperating from her injuries.

"This is weasel silk. Just stick it lightly on the enemy and it will be hard to detect. Its unique smell will not dissipate. Although the tracking distance is limited, it is indeed a powerful tracking weapon.

I once thought I had lost track of it, but unexpectedly, I was successfully connected here."

Mr. Lan laughed and pointed at a strand of silk thread that flew away. "Is that where you live?"

Lingling: "..."

Old fox!

I wanted to pretend I didn't know and act dumb, but who would have thought that the old guy would actually use this rare thing that can track thousands of miles. This is playing the long game to hook a big fish!

"From what I know, that person and Huang Ziyun only had a minor conflict. Why would he use such means to harm her? If I hadn't accidentally seen Huang Ziyun's corpse and detected the hallucinogenic spore powder, I would have thought that she was killed by an alien."

Mr. Lan's pair of weathered and deep eyes stared at Ling Ling, his tone full of doubt. After a pause, he continued:

"Although that person has changed her appearance and concealed her human aura, she still cannot hide it from me. Is she from your side?"

Ling Ling originally thought that she was exposed. But after analyzing what Mr. Lan said, she knew that Mr. Lan mistakenly thought that Miao Juyu was Yu Shilang who had gone out for the trial with Le before.

Don't pretend anymore, Ling Ling sighed softly, met the other person's gaze calmly, and said:

"Mr. Lan, do you understand what Huang Ziyun did to cause this incident?"

Now it was Mr. Lan's turn to be suspicious.

He only knew that Huang Ziyun had suffered a setback at the shipping company.

Looking at the old man's expression, Lingling knew that he had no idea what Huang Ziyun usually did.