Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Meng Yan couldn't explain how his son died, but he knew the purpose of his son and the elites' trip to Wuxia City. Could it be that Fu Ling'er was behind this?

Thinking of this, he asked out his doubts.

"You said you don't know why the young master died? Then do you think it's possible that the bitch named Fu Ling'er did it?"

"This, Pavilion Master..." Meng Ping secretly complained in his heart. While nervously thinking about countermeasures, he carefully observed the changes in the Pavilion Master's expression. Although the Pavilion Master was suppressing his temper and anger at this time, the oppressive atmosphere made him feel suffocated. Meng Ping knew that he had to find a way to divert the Pavilion Master's anger, otherwise he would bear the Pavilion Master's storm.

He took a deep breath, trying to keep himself calm, and quickly formed a response strategy in his mind.

However, time was running out, and Meng Ping had no time to think carefully, so he could only act on his intuition. The person the Pavilion Master hated the most now, besides the person who killed the Young Master, was Fu Ling'er.

in case……

"Say it,"

"Master, I am not absolutely sure whether the young master was killed by that woman. But I have seen Fu Ling'er and know that she does have extraordinary abilities. A strange thing happened in Luxi City..." So Meng Ping told Master Meng about Fu Ling'er's "great achievements" in killing the brothers of Guisha Pavilion with a string of red poison.

At that time, the other party didn't even show up, but he almost wiped out the Guisha Pavilion without any effort.

When Meng Yan heard this, he was horrified. How could there be such a powerful person in the world?

"Is this true?"

"It is absolutely true, Pavilion Master, I dare not lie to you. Myself and the young master have tried several times but failed, which only made that bitch more rampant.

Like this time when he went to explore the secret realm. The young master used a trick to cut off the firewood from under the cauldron, intending to kill that bitch. The fact was exactly as the young master expected, and at that time, almost everyone in the secret realm was besieging that bitch.

I thought I could kill that bitch this time. But that bitch managed to resolve the crisis by diverting the trouble to someone else. Later, she took the opportunity to escape and has never appeared since then. The ambush arranged by the young master was not used and met with an accident. "

"You said that the woman hasn't appeared since the secret realm was closed? Is it possible that she escaped to some other place? No one has seen them since? Their features are very obvious, it's impossible that no one saw them?" Rosen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked.

"This..." Meng Ping paused, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Just say what you want to say, don't hesitate." Meng Yan asked coldly.

"Yes, Pavilion Master. Later, when the young master sent people to gather information, he found out that about ten days before the secret realm closed, someone saw a group of people at the Wuxia City Transmission Center, among whom was a boy with purple hair. However, the secret realm had not yet been opened, so the young master thought that the person might have been dazzled. That bitch couldn't possibly appear in the outside world."

"Since we can't find anyone behind us, and we haven't seen them leave the secret realm, it's even more impossible that they are dead. So the group of people we saw before must be that bitch." Rosen analyzed and said,

"Meng Ping, do you think it's possible that Fu Ling'er already knew that the siege was caused by the young master?"

"Yes, absolutely. From what I have seen of Fu Ling'er, she is very treacherous and vindictive. She must have known about it."

"Then the death of the young master must be related to her. Pavilion Master, think about it, Fu Ling'er used some secret method to leave the secret realm in advance, and then set up a poisonous plan to kill the young master, and finally took advantage of the time difference when the secret realm was closed, successfully escaped suspicion and fled."

With Rosen's coincidental cooperation, Meng Ping successfully pinned Meng Ye's death on Fu Ling'er. Meng Yan's overwhelming hatred had someone to vent on. But at this moment, Meng Ping felt that he had not escaped the threat of death. So, he continued.

"Yes, Pavilion Master, what Master Luo said is right, it must be that bitch who did it. Woohoo, the young master died so unjustly. Pavilion Master, please avenge the young master and kill that bitch." Meng Ping cried out sadly. He saw that the Pavilion Master's eyes were getting colder and colder when he looked at him. He knew that he was in great danger, so he said resolutely,

"Master, I have finally sent the young master home. My mission has been accomplished. As the young master's personal attendant, I failed to protect him well. Please forgive me for my failure," he was gambling, risking his life.

Meng Yan looked at Meng Ping, who was crying miserably, with cold eyes. Now that he knew the murderer who killed his son, there was no need to keep this person.

"Okay, since you are Ye'er's personal attendant, you should go down and continue to accompany him." Meng Yan condensed a ball of light in his hand and was about to hit Meng Ping.

"Master, please spare his life," Rosen interrupted Meng Yan.

"You want to plead for this kid? As a personal attendant, he failed to protect his master. Shouldn't he die as an apology?"

"Master, you misunderstood. I am not begging for him. I just think that since Meng Ping has met Fu Ling'er and knows her, he is still useful now.

Pavilion Master, don't forget that the higher-ups are urging us again. It's been so long since the order was issued, but we haven't made any progress at all, not to mention that we have destroyed the Ghost Demon Pavilion of the First Heaven.

Now, maybe Fu Ling'er has already reached the Second Heaven. If the higher-ups knew that we not only failed to deal with her, but also let her reach the Second Heaven, we would not be able to bear the blame if they came to blame us."

Rosen's reminder was like a flash of lightning that flashed through Meng Yan's mind, bringing him back to his senses from his extreme sadness and anger. He stopped what he was doing, and his eyes gradually regained clarity.

His son had just passed away, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to him. Rosen's words reminded him that there was still a sharp blade hanging above his head, which was a death order from the headquarters.

At the same time, he also realized how many masters the Ghost Demon Pavilion had lost since the moment he received the order, and how many masters the Ghost Demon Pavilion had lost.

Just the day before yesterday, he received a routine inquiry from his superiors. If he said there was no progress next time, would his superiors be angry?

Meng Yan suddenly thought of the methods used by the headquarters to punish people, and he couldn't help but shudder. At this moment, his son's death was not so sad.

"Rosen, you are right. Let Meng Ping make amends and quickly find the whereabouts of Fu Ling'er. You have seen her and must report it immediately. Meng Ping, if you are not doing your job well, don't blame me for being rude."

"Yes, thank you for not killing me, Master. I will try my best." Meng Ping's clothes were soaked through with nervousness. When he heard the Master's words, he almost cried for joy. He had made the right bet.