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No one knew what Shen Tinghan was thinking, and no one knew how much hatred he felt.

In his last life, he watched helplessly as Feng Changyun died in his arms, unable to even avenge her.

But the murderer who killed her was praised by everyone as the pride of heaven, saying that she was the future of the world of immortality and could lead the world of immortality to a higher level.

But those disgusting things were clearly done by her, Feng Changyun was so innocent!

Shen Tinghan didn't understand why no one suspected such an obvious flaw, but when he pointed it out, he was labeled as Feng Changyun's accomplice and imprisoned in water prison.

When he came out of the water prison, he almost couldn't stand when he heard the news that Feng Changyun had killed the guard and escaped.

He knew the seriousness of the matter and began to look for her everywhere. He also saw that Feng Changyun was in a difficult situation. Everyone was protecting that person. He just wanted to protect her and take her away.

When he finally found her, she had been driven crazy and went on a killing spree.

The sky for thousands of miles was stained with blood, and the ground was covered with corpses. She stood there alone, her hand holding the sword shaking.

She was covered in blood, her eyes were empty, and she told him with tears that she would never go back. She raised her sword to kill herself in front of him, and even her soul began to collapse.

He almost exhausted his cultivation to keep her soul alive, but he never had the chance to hug her again.

He carefully placed Feng Changyun's soul in his heart to warm it up, and began to practice day and night.

He is waiting.

Wait for an opportunity.

A chance to kill that person with one move.

After waiting for a long time, he finally arrived.

He settled Feng Changyun and rushed to where the man was.

He knew that this was his last chance. If he missed this time, he would never have the chance to avenge Feng Changyun again.

Thunderclouds surged, and the whole world seemed to be wrapped in thunder and lightning.

This is that person’s thunder tribulation, the ascending thunder tribulation.

He wanted to cut off her path to ascension here, let her die under the thunder of heaven, and fight for justice for the wronged soul who died in her hands.

Fighting for his own death, he launched the strongest attack without hesitation when the last thunderstorm came. All his cards and savings were consumed, and he succeeded.

Successfully killed the man, but he also died.

They died together under the thunder.

He was happy when he died. He no longer had to support himself alone and could finally go find her.

But what he didn't expect was that when he opened his eyes again, he went back to four hundred years ago.

Now, nothing has happened.

He couldn't suppress the joy in his heart at all. He just wanted to see her as soon as possible, so he left so many things in the sect behind and rushed to Qingfeng Sect in a hurry.

She had left by then, and he searched all the way here based on Feng Changyun's remaining aura, and finally saw the girl he had been thinking about day and night.

His eyes turned red instantly and tears fell.

It's great that she hasn't suffered those injuries yet.

She is also the senior sister of Qingfeng Sect, she is clean and free from dust.

No one yelled at her to kill her, and no one cursed her when she was mentioned.

She is still the clear wind and bright moon, respected by others, and not stained by fine dust.

He thought that this was the Feng Changyun in his memory, not the person who lived like a zombie in a dark hell.

She has never seen hell now, and she shouldn't see it in the future.

He collected his emotions before calling her out: "Junior Sister Feng, long time no see."

It's been such a long time, more than three hundred years apart. How are you?

……

Shen Tinghan looked at Feng Changyun next to her for a long time before sitting back at the door again.

Early the next morning, Feng Changyun and Shen Tinghan took the child into the city, found a family to help take care of it, stuffed a few taels of silver, and then began to inquire about things in the city.

It is easy to inquire about the wealthy families in the city. There are only three families in total, the Chen family, the Li family and the Song family.

In addition to these three families, there are also several human officials, who are said to be magistrates, and an imperial envoy who came down from above.

But the imperial envoy left, just last month.

Shen Tinghan felt that this person's departure was too coincidental.

Last month, people from the town just came to the city to work, and the imperial envoy left. Could it be related to him?

Although he was reborn, he did not come out to find Feng Changyun in his previous life, so he had no way of knowing what she had gone through this time.

After discussing it, the two decided to split up.

Shen Tinghan went to inquire about the imperial envoy, and Feng Changyun checked whether there was anything unusual about the Chen family, the Li family, and the Song family, and also asked where those people went to work.

With so many people, there is no way that there is no movement at all and they just disappear.

Feng Changyun thought so, so she went to the Song family first that night.

Studio

[Tsk, looking like this means that you have never been beaten by society. This means that you are so powerful that you can hide in other people's homes. But if you are an ordinary person and others kill you, you will have no way to redress your grievances]

[I don’t know if the world of cultivators is like us in investigating crimes]

As the scenes in Feng Changyun's live broadcast room become more and more subversive of everyone's three views, her popularity has been rising all the way. Now the number of people in the live broadcast room is at least 70,000 or 80,000, and at most, it has reached more than 200,000. Still rising all the way.

With a large number of people, naturally people from all walks of life are watching her live broadcast. The tragedy in the town last night directly attracted a large number of professionals to her.

[Alas, these two people did not check carefully at the scene and saw some footprints. Apart from the footprints, the murderer did not leave any information]

[Communications are underdeveloped, so comparing one by one is like looking for a needle in a haystack]

[These two investigations are indeed too amateurish]

Feng Changyun hasn't paid attention to the live broadcast room since yesterday, so naturally she doesn't know what happened inside.

She quietly lurked into Master Song's study and searched around but found no clues. She was about to leave when she suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

After a pause, she was as light as a swallow and jumped directly to the beam to hide.

The visitor must be a master of the Song family, in his fifties or sixties. He hurriedly came in, rummaged through the desk, and left again with a letter.

Nothing seems out of the ordinary.

She disappeared and appeared outside the house. She had already changed her clothes. She wore a pink dress, which was exactly the same as the maid of the Song family.

He used another mask to cover his appearance, and then continued to explore the house.

Studio

[No, boss, why don’t you check if there is a darkroom or something in the study? 】

[The boss is not a professional after all, so we can’t ask for too much]

[Have you forgotten that the boss has a high level of cultivation? He might have sensed it beforehand]

Feng Changyun began to talk to people everywhere in the house to get information.

It's a pity that she is not the kind of person who can chat easily with people wherever she goes. She asks questions very bluntly and tactfully. After talking to three people, she was blocked by the housekeeper and others.

When she saw something was wrong, she ran away, jumped over the wall and disappeared in the blink of an eye, with a group of people chasing her and scolding her.

Feng Changyun stood by the lake and frowned, very puzzled.

"How could this be?"

Studio

[Holy shit, hahahaha, you have the nerve to ask how this happened? 】

[Although it’s wrong, I really want to laugh, I’m sorry hahahaha]

[Let me come, let me come, I have to teach you a lesson]

[Big brother, please take a look at the barrage. You are running amok alone, but with many of us, we can give you some advice, right?]

Perhaps the telepathy in the live broadcast room was too strong, or maybe the little black ball was too eye-catching, so Feng Changyun clicked on the live broadcast interface of the live broadcast room.

She frowned at the hahaha that filled the screen, and the tips of her ears turned red.

That scene just now... was seen again?

She is still not used to having her every move under the eyes of others, so she often ignores the existence of the little black ball. It seems that she needs to pay more attention.

[Boss, you can’t do that, come on, come on, we’ll teach you how to do it]

Feng Changyun nodded: "You tell me, I'll give it a try."

Seeing that she was finally willing to watch the barrage, everyone was trying to teach her how to strike up a conversation without being suspected.

Feng Changyun practiced facing the air for a long time before taking a deep breath and mustering up the courage to change her face and run back to Song Mansion.

[Wow, how can a boss be so cute? 】

[Help, she is really salty and sweet, no one can snatch it from me]

[Have you forgotten Senior Brother Shen by the Daming Lake?]

[Ugh, it makes me even sadder when you say it]