Master Ling is pestered by people every day

Tang Jingxiu suddenly laughed when he heard the words declaring sovereignty, "I never worry about you, do you know why?"

He said to himself: "I understand Ling Xingye better than you. In his opinion, you used to be like a childish brat, so he would protect you. But now, he suddenly finds that you can handle yourself, and he will be a little at a loss. After getting used to you like this, guess what he will do?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Qin Fanzhou put down his words and walked away.

When he returned to the mansion with the man in his arms, Yan Yu was dangling on the branches with his legs crossed, he sighed, "I said why there is no movement, it turned out to be like this, thank you for your help. "

Qin Fanzhou walked by, "You're welcome."

He entered the attic and placed Ling Xingye, who was sleeping lightly with his eyes closed, on the bed. After a long silence, he squatted down and held Ling Xingye's cold hand.

"What do you want from me?"

The voice in the room was hoarse, with imperceptible helplessness and pain.

"I used to think that you were different from me because you really liked me. Later, I knew that was a lie. But I forgive you. I swore to that dark evil blade. As long as you can come back, I will I don’t want anything more, it doesn’t matter what I like or not, I don’t want anything extravagantly, as long as you can appear in front of me alive, not just a hallucination produced by the dream grass.”

"Look, isn't it what you've always hoped for me to become like this? To inherit the behest of my father's generation and protect the people of Jiuzhou... I don't want to be entangled or troubled for you, isn't it good?"

"Then why are you unhappy? What do you want from me? Ling Xingye."

Qin Fanzhou held Ling Xingye's hand tightly, as if he was grasping at the last straw, and was on the verge of collapse at any time.

When Ling Xingye woke up, he rubbed the center of his brows, seeing the surrounding scenes, he presumably asked Yan Yu to come, and finally Qin Fanzhou came.

He got down, went to look for someone, and found someone in Shuge.

He leaned against the door and said to Qin Fanzhou in front of the desk, "Come with me somewhere."

Qin Fanzhou was surprised and followed without asking.

The two went to the Qin family's ancestral house, where there was only one old housekeeper to tidy up. Ling Xingye recognized him, and Qin Yao had brought him here before, saying that this person was from several generations of the Qin family and had been guarding the place.

The clothed old man glanced at the two of them and opened the passage to the back mountain. All the ancestors of the Qin family are buried there, and it is the place where the descendants of the Qin family return to their roots.

Ling Xingye dragged out an ice coffin, and the person lying quietly in it was somewhat similar to Qin Fanzhou, but the eyebrows were sharper and colder, and the facial features were more profound. At this time, there was no blood, and the face was as pale as white paper.

After he buried Qin Yao together with Qin Fanzhou, he hung a silver bell on the tombstone carved by the old man in civilian clothes, and there was a word euphemistic on it.

"Aunt Su's body has been reduced to ashes. I cannot bury it with you. This is what she wears in front of her. I can only let it accompany you."

Ling Xingye lit a stick of incense, knelt in front of Qin Yao's tomb for a long time, and kowtowed respectfully.

On the night when he first entered Jiuzhou, the news leaked out from nowhere, and the number of war commanders arrived, strangling all those who escaped from the Demon Realm by chance.

At that time, he thought he was going to die, when all thoughts were lost.

The person in front of him stared at him for a long time, dressed in a black robe with gold thread, and stretched out his hand to him with a smile, "Little rascal, come with me."

He didn't know whether Qin Yao saw that he was a demon, but he still thanked Qin Yao, because it was the first time he felt the warmth that he would never feel in the demon world.

Now, he brought the most important things in Qin Yao's life, his wife, son, Qibao, and him.

This kindness is repaid.

Of course, there is one more thing, Qin Yao's death, he must investigate clearly.

Ling Xingye got up, but when he was about to leave, he was held back by Qin Fanzhou, "I'm going to my grandfather's house recently, can you come with me?"

"The Su family has nothing to do with me, why should I go?"

Qin Fanzhou choked, and let go, "Are you going to Zhansi or going back to the mansion?"

"Department of Darkness, if you need anything, you can come and find me."

Zhan Si didn't plan to go again, so he handed over the sound transmission jade to Ji Zihuang in a few days and took off his position. Anyway, his spiritual power can't be recovered in a short time, and it's useless to occupy the position.

What's more, he joined the Zhan Division back then, just to get rid of the surveillance of all parties and to facilitate the investigation of Qin Yao's affairs.Now, there is no need.

"Go to Tang Jingxiu?" Qin Fanzhou said in a deep voice.

Ling Xingye responded. He had asked his teacher to investigate Qu Xuanhu, and the news he got was that Ji Huofeng had secretly summoned Qu Xuanhu. At that time, it happened to be half a month before Qin Yao's death.

In addition, the Qu family used to monitor him, so he had to be suspicious, but he couldn't figure it out, so he asked Tang Jingxiu to help him investigate. After all, every move of the Nine Provinces cannot be separated from the eyes of the dark department.

After entering the dark department, he hesitated for a moment, then climbed up to the tallest attic, the nine-story headquarters.

Although he has no spiritual power, it is a bit dangerous on the roof, but he is used to it.

It's not easy to think at a low place. With this in mind, he stepped up the stairs with great enthusiasm. Although there were many secret agents on the way, no one stopped him.

Being close to Zuoyin Holy Land, most people still recognize him, which saves a lot of trouble.

Although the slope of the roof is large, as long as you don't make big moves, it won't slide down. Ling Xingye walked along the eaves, trying to find a good place, when he squinted and saw a few altars of drunken moons.

He raised his eyebrows, it seemed that Tang Jingxiu had come here earlier, it just so happened that he also missed Zuiyue very much, so he could take him back and have a drink later.

After a while, Tang Jingxiu arrived and saw Ling Xingye sitting beside Zuiyue obediently, without even opening a jar.

"I thought it was gone when I came here?" He sat up and lifted an altar of drunken moon and weighed it, "Don't you want to drink it?"

Ling Xingye pushed the Zuiyue away, "Don't, this place is nine stories high. I have no spiritual power now, and I fell down the stairs when I was drunk. I guess it will become the biggest joke in Jiuzhou."

"I'm not like that, besides, when did you become so cautious."

Ling Xingye smiled and didn't answer, but instead asked, "Where is the thing I asked you to check?"

"During Qin Yao's trip to the south bank, Quxuanhu was not in Platinxuezhou, and his whereabouts were unknown. Afterwards, he went back to the Qu's house to retreat, and he didn't go out a step further, that's right,"

Tang Jingxiu paused, and said: "I'm afraid you don't know yet. Qu Xuanhu traveled thousands of miles to meet Qin Fanzhou in person. The two chatted alone for a long time, and no one knew the content."

Ling Xingye was slightly stunned, Qin Fanzhou never said it, he really didn't know.

"Also, Zhan Sizun Zou Xilang also made a special trip to meet Qin Fanzhou."

Ling Xingye's eyes drooped slightly, Zou Xilang was Qin Yao's teacher.

Most of Qin Yao's exercises were taught by him. When Qin Yao's accident happened, Zou Xilang was in retreat. After that, he didn't pay much attention to this person. When he met him in the war department, he just nodded.

It was not a surprise that Zou Xilang came to see Qin Fanzhou. Compared with this, what he cared more about was that at this time, he had to admit that after 13 years, he did miss a lot about Qin Fanzhou.

Ling Xingye rubbed the center of his brows, turned his head and said, "What else?"

"What do you mean?" Tang Jingxiu opened the wine jar and asked casually.

"Qin Fanzhou."

"You want to know,"

Tang Jingxiu took a sip of his wine and said unhurriedly, "I'm not his housekeeper, so why pay so much attention to him?"

Ling Xingye thought about it, so he stopped asking. At this moment, the voice of Yinchuanyu sounded.

He heard the reputation, Tang Jingxiu glanced at him, frowned slightly, his eyes fell on him, then put down the wine jar, and said in greeting: "I'll leave for now."

Ling Xingye raised his eyebrows and nodded, looking at the avoidance, could it be related to him?

After a while, his legs were a little tired from sitting, so he stood up, ready to kick his legs and move around.Just as he raised his kick neatly, he suddenly remembered that he had no spiritual power, and immediately wanted to draw back his legs and stand firmly.

However, it was too late.

There was a thumping sound, accompanied by the rubbing sound of rubble, and there was no one on the top of the nine-story building.

When he heard the whistling wind, several black lines appeared on Ling Xingye's forehead.

Even if he didn't fall to his death, he would still be in pain, and the worst part was, he was so aggrieved!

Just as Ling Xingye fell into endless thoughts, the wind around him began to slow down. At the same time, both hands firmly caught him, and he hugged him instantly.

After seeing the person clearly, Ling Xingye opened his eyes wide, "Qin Fanzhou?!"

Qin Fanzhou raised the corners of his lips, with a half-smile expression, "It's me."

After Ling Xingye came back, he couldn't see his spiritual level clearly, and thought it was because Ling Xingye's spiritual level was higher than his, but now it seems that this is not the case.

After falling to the ground, Ling Xingye suddenly let go of Qin Fanzhou's sleeve, turned over and fell down neatly.

He coughed softly, "Thank you, but didn't you go to Su's house?"

Qin Fanzhou waved his hand, "That's right, that's the case, but if I don't come, I won't miss your generous death."

Ling Xingye's eyes flicked left and right, as if he didn't hear it.

Remembering that there are still a few altars of drunken moons left above, when he was about to ask Qin Fanzhou to help, there were a few swishing sounds, and five altars of drunken moons fell on the ground.

Looking up, he saw only a scarlet robe.

Ling Xingye didn't care, shrugged, and left the dark department with Zuiyue.

It was night, Ling Xingye picked up Qibao and took it away without any explanation.

On the other side, a man and a beast were sitting in the courtyard, as if they were conducting some kind of solemn transaction.

"You are very good, this seat is optimistic about you."

Yan Yu squinted his eyes, licked the Qionghua wine in the cup, with an intoxicating expression on his face.

Oh my god, it's so delicious, it soaks into my heart instantly, forming a steady stream of warm currents pouring into my whole body.

"Thank you," Qin Fanzhou said with a sip of tea and a light smile.

"It would be great if Ye could be like you." Yan Yu sighed, as an eternal beast, it still endures rough food, it's just crazy!

After Yan Yu happily licked the last mouthful, he stretched his waist and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do? I am in a very good mood now, maybe I will answer your request."

Qin Fanzhou shook the teacup in his hand, and said, "I want to know when did you meet Xingye, when did you make the contract, and why did his spiritual power disappear?"

Yan Yu's eyes turned slightly, "This matter is a long story, you can bring me some flower brew, and I will explain it to you in detail."

With two bangs, two white jade pots were placed on the table.

"Talk." Qin Fanzhou smiled. Although Qionghua Niang is rare and precious, fortunately, Qibao still has the habit of storing food in these years, and he has to get some good things.

Yan Yu grunted, nodded and said: "Tell me, I will tell you right away."

"Since I was born, I have been trapped in the end of the ruins. I can only strengthen my body by absorbing aura, but the aura in the devil world is so thin that it is difficult to meet my huge needs. Therefore, anyone who steps into the end of the ruins will be punished by me." Kill them, and then get their spiritual power. Over time, no one has come to the end of the ruins."

"Until 13 years ago, an ice coffin rushed into the end of the ruins, and then, a figure followed closely. Seeing Lie Xinxi, I immediately killed him, and then obtained his spiritual power."

Qin Fanzhou tightened his hand holding the teacup, his eyes were slightly cold, "Don't tell me, he's Xingye."

Yan Yu blinked, and licked Qionghua Niang, "It's Ye, I was tricked by him."

"At that time, I cut off his vitality, destroyed his spiritual body, and saw that his soul was about to dissipate completely. For some reason, he suddenly woke up and saved a wisp of his remnant soul. Therefore, with this remnant soul, he and I were exhausted. 13 years!"

"In the end, I had no choice but to make a divine bond with him. I will help him reshape his spiritual body, and he will help me leave the Ruins End."

"I understand."

Qin Fanzhou's fingertips trembled slightly, he pressed the teacup on the table, got up and left.