"Brother Wanqi, what is Miss Ling doing?" Cang Yehao retreated to Wanqiyuan and asked. He was curious about what Fu Ling'er wanted to do?

"Soul Search"

These few words not only shocked Cang Yehao, but also shocked everyone present.

I couldn't help but exclaimed where did this woman come from with such ruthless methods? This was a legendary forbidden technique. They have never seen anyone use it in their realm, but they suddenly saw someone using the forbidden technique with their own eyes. They couldn't help but stare at Fu Linger's every move with wide eyes.

At this time, Fu Ling'er had several blurry pictures in his mind, all of which were about the time when Youjun and others were arrested, where they were imprisoned, and where he had been hiding in a cave during this period. The picture, until the previous picture of collecting grievances in the cloud, the rest is unknown. This is obviously the man's activity trajectory in recent times, and there will be no more.

what happened? There is no picture of this man’s past?

Fu Ling'er couldn't help but wonder, is there a secret method to this man's soul that prevents people from prying into it?

No, if that was the case, then there would be no pictures of him in recent times. Fu Ling'er didn't believe in evil and recited the Soul Searching Technique again.

But she searched carefully two or three times and there was still no picture of the man's past. There is no way to know the origin of the man. Fu Ling'er secretly thought, forget it, the news about those three people is not without gain.

At this time, the man was already at the end of his strength. Wan Qiyuan knew that people whose souls were searched would become idiots, but he didn't look at this man as if he had been soul-searched, even though he was also depressed.

But those sinister eyes looked at Fu Ling'er with contempt, and it was obvious that he was still awake.

"Jie Jie Jie, I didn't expect the little girl to be able to do this. It seems that the little girl is not easy. I don't seem to suffer any loss if I fall into your hands. It's just that you think you can get what you want from me. Hahaha, you’re thinking too much. Hahahaha,” the man’s arrogant laughter shook the eardrums of everyone present.

"Miss Ling, how are you? Is there any news about those three people? Where did he hide them? Are Xuezhao and the others okay?" Cang Yehao asked quickly when he saw Fu Ling'er stop.

"Yes, but the situation of those three people is very bad."

"What? Miss, could you please tell me where the child is? Xue is very grateful." Can you not be excited?

Fu Ling'er glanced at a few people, said nothing, turned to Cang Yehao and said,

"Did you see his storage ring? He locked those three people in his storage space."

"What? In his storage space?" Upon hearing this, Cang Yehao turned his eyes to the ring on the man's hand. He never expected that the three of them were hiding next to him? He had heard that there were top-notch storage rings that could store living things, but he didn't expect that the ordinary ring on a man's hand could have such a great origin?

Cang Yehao went to pick up the man's storage ring without saying a word.

The man was exposed by Fu Ling'er, but he didn't panic. He had known for a long time that if he was caught by them, it would be a matter of time before he was found.

Cang Yehao pinched the storage ring and looked at the man with stern eyes. He knew that the storage ring could only be opened if the man died.

Suddenly, Cang Yehao stretched out his right hand, his sharp talons flashed out, and he was about to grab the man's chest, but someone was faster than him.

Three attacks hit the man at the same time,

"Pfft,"

The man's head was instantly dislocated, and two long swords were inserted into his chest. Suddenly, the man couldn't die anymore. The head that rolled away was still smiling sinisterly and evilly, which made people feel terrified.

But what surprised everyone even more was that the man's body turned into a burst of black mist and disappeared in an instant. Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene.

At the same time, in a room in the main courtyard of a private house in the human city, a man who was writing furiously suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground instantly. Before he had time to think about what was going on, he fell into darkness. inside.

"Is this man dead? Will he come back?" At this time, someone expressed the doubt in his heart.

"You are so dead, how can you come back?"

"Then how did you explain it just now?"

"This..." Everyone turned their attention to Fu Ling'er.

Cang Yehao also wanted to ask, but he had more important things to do, so he immediately injected spiritual power into the storage ring in his hand.

The next moment, an iron cage about ten square meters appeared in front of everyone. Three unconscious figures suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Jun'er, Jun'er."

"Yanzhao, Yanzhao, how are you?"

"Zejun, Zejun, dad is here."

The three clan leaders ducked to the iron cage, and they worked together to tear the iron cage apart in two or three strokes.

Each held his own son and shouted, "Son, my son is suffering."

Fu Ling'er simply didn't look at it and said to Cang Yehao.

"Cang Yehao, I couldn't find this man's past in my soul search, only what happened to him in recent times. So I guess this man's identity must not be simple. Combined with what he did today, you all tribes must Be careful, he's probably not dead."

"Not dead?" Cang Yehao looked in disbelief.

"It should be said that one-third of him died. Let me tell you this. The man's true body is still alive, and what they just killed was just a clone of the man."

Fu Ling'er's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's hearts.

"Clone? I know about clones, Miss Ke Ling. Generally, clones don't have a strong sense of autonomy and they look dull. But the man just now didn't look like a clone?" Cang Yehao asked doubtfully.

"This is the power of the main body. His clones can practice independently and have independent consciousness. You can imagine how terrifying his real body is. And we don't know how many clones he has. What about strength?

If he comes back and provokes a fight between your tribes again, the casualties will be immeasurable, which is why I tell you to be careful,"

"Girl, you, an outsider, should stop being alarmist here. This time it was just an emergency. We were just tricked by that man and deceived by him, so we attacked God Eagle Mountain. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, the crisis will naturally be over. It doesn’t exist anymore. There is harmony and win-win among all our Yi clans.” Yousheng, the elder of You family, couldn’t stand the nonsense of an outsider. He had already guessed that Fu Ling'er, Wan Qiyuan and his party were outsiders who had recently broken into the realm.

He was extremely unhappy that an outsider came to the battlefield of his Winged Tribe and pointed fingers at them.

Fu Ling'er's words made the people at the scene feel relieved again. When I first heard what Yousheng said, I immediately felt that he was right. This is a matter between their Wing Clan, what does it have to do with her, an outsider?

As the saying goes, those who are not of my race must have a different heart.

In an instant, the way everyone looked at Fu Ling'er changed from being grateful at first to becoming a little more subtle now.

"Shut your stupid mouth, mother," a loud shout rang out, shocking everyone's hearts.


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