After the demon king failed to beg for death

After Fu Ling was reborn, the first person who was interested was Ling Chen.

Even this is the first person he can consider as a friend.

Even though they just met by chance, Fu Ling felt that the two had similarities in terms of temperament and behavior.

Maybe it can be cited as a confidant.

It's just that I didn't expect that it was a layer of skin that could be discarded at any time.

He was the only one who wanted to make friends from the beginning to the end.

After leaving the small secret realm, there was no news of Ling Chen, and Fu Ling felt a little regretful in his heart.

But no matter what, Ling Chen turned out to be Li Chen.

Of course, I blame myself for not thinking too much about it.

This is a rebirth of the body, with a new head, and even the ability to think has declined.

Li Chen grabbed Fu Ling's arm and pursed his lips: "How did you find out?"

Fu Ling pouted: "Is it difficult? With Master's temper, I'm afraid there is no one else who can learn it."

Only now did Li Chen know why the little apprentice was angry, but how to explain this matter.

It was an accident to meet him at the beginning, but later it was considered as compensation in my heart, so I decided to accept him as a disciple, wholeheartedly wanting to teach him how to cultivate.

Seeing that Li Chen was silent, Fu Ling threw off his sleeves: "Master, don't worry too much. Half a year ago, we were strangers who had never met before. It is a great fortune to be rescued by you. I can worship you again." Under the door, I should be content."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, his figure was unrestrained.

Li Chen didn't feel that he did something wrong in this matter, but seeing Fu Ling like this, he felt panicked.

The feeling is indescribable, like holding a breath, hanging in the chest, unable to swallow it, and unable to spit it out.

It's like...you have to see Fu Ling smile to be satisfied.

Obviously he is the master!

Fu Ling walked very fast, asking all the way, and finally arrived at the largest teahouse in Jiangbei.

It was still morning, the teahouse had just opened, and he was the first customer.

"Help me to pot Longjing."

After ordering, Fu Ling found an inconspicuous corner and sat down.

There are gauze curtains around, so the privacy is good.

Li Chen followed in without a word, his complexion darker than that of the angry man.

Fu Ling pretended not to see him, propped his head on one hand, and turned away.

The two were once again at an impasse.

To some extent, Fu Ling's personality is similar to Li Chen's.

Neither is the type to explain.

Li Chen was too lazy to explain, and Fu Ling was not good at explaining.

Until the waiter came in with tea.

"Guest officer, in addition to tea, we also have a lot of famous dim sum here, do you want to order...?"

At the end of the conversation, seeing Li Chen's complexion like the bottom of a pot, his voice became smaller and smaller.

This guest officer looks good, but he looks fierce.

Fu Ling poured a glass of water casually, and said warmly: "If you have any snacks, give me one!"

The child glanced between the two suspiciously, and went out in response to the voice.

Li Chen raised his hand to take the water bottle, but before he could pick it up, Fu Ling pressed his hand.

"This is the tea I ordered, you have to order it yourself."

Li Chen couldn't help but choked: "Do you still remember that I am your master?"

Fu Ling turned his eyes to glance at him, and said perfunctorily, "Then you drink it, Master."

Then he let go of his hand.

Li Chen felt even more unhappy.

What is going on?

Holding the tea, Fu Ling looked at the empty teahouse, and felt that after his rebirth, even his temper and nature had regressed.

Before, he had never been so angry with anyone because of such a thing. Could it be that this body affected him?

If someone else lied to him, what would he do?

Fu Ling thought for a while, and there was a high probability that he would slap him with a palm, and kill him directly.

But it's Li Chen's turn...

Fu Ling suppressed the ambiguous emotions in his heart, and tried to put all his thoughts on the matter of the destruction of the Su family.

In order to save the reputation of his Demon Cult, it is necessary to find out the real murderer in the case of killing the family of the Su family.

To find out the murderer, he had to find Su Wenxuan to see if the Su family had any enemies.

Or wait by Su Wenxuan's side, waiting for the murderer to come to him.

But looking for Su Wenxuan means meeting Furong Pavilion, and maybe meeting Xiao Yunyi.

This makes people's brain hurt.

After thinking about it for a while, Xiao'er has brought in five or six trays of snacks.

Fu Ling stretched out his hand to pinch a piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, his eyes were a little scattered, his mind was full of this case.

"If you want me to say, we directly summon the monks from all sects and break into Mingshi Mountain. With so many of us, we are afraid that he will not be able to succeed alone."

"This matter still needs to be considered in the long run. It's not that simple."

"What else is there to discuss? With so many lives in the Su family, is this the way to go?"

"Okay...don't say any more..."

Wei Wei's somewhat familiar voice came to Fu Ling's ears from the door.

He was still wondering who it was, and when he looked up, he saw the figure in front of the gate.

There were five or six people in a group, and the leader was none other than that unlucky boy Xiao Xiangyang.

Surrounding Xiao Xiangyang were four people, all wearing Taoist uniforms of Furong Pavilion, a female disciple, and three male disciples.

Fu Ling's eyes swept across the group of people, and his eyes stayed on a young disciple.

This young disciple looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and was dressed in light-colored robes.

It's just that there is a black cloth tied around his arm, his face is gloomy, and there is no expression in his eyes.

Being able to appear here at this time and being with Xiao Xiangyang again, one doesn't need to guess that this boy should be Su Wenxuan, the only surviving child of the Su family.

Several people found a table and sat down.

One of the male disciples was filled with righteous indignation: "Are we just watching the people of the Devil's Cult act recklessly? This is too arrogant."

Another disciple also echoed: "That's right, our Furong Pavilion is the number one sect, and now we are being bullied to the face, how can we not be angry."

Xiao Xiangyang didn't speak, but looked at Su Wenxuan with some worry.

Su Wenxuan clenched one hand tightly, his gaze darkened: "The bloody revenge must be avenged."

Xiao Xiangyang patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Furong Pavilion is definitely on your side. Father came this time in person to help you investigate this matter. If it was really done by someone from the Demon Cult, This time, both sides will suffer, and this demon sect must be completely eradicated."

Fu Ling was only two seats away, and hearing these words, he couldn't express what it felt like.

Li Chen snorted coldly, and with just a glance, Fu Ling guessed what he wanted to do?

He stuffed a piece of snacks into Li Chen's mouth quickly, and said in a low voice, "Calm down, they are all a bunch of ignorant kids, don't worry about them?"

But don't miss it for a while, kill people without blinking an eye, then it's really unclear.

Li Chen was indeed angry, but these few words did not affect anything, and he had no intention of killing anyone.

It was just because Fu Ling was angry with him, but these people uttered wild words again, so they took a few dissatisfied glances.

But this time, he was caught off guard and stuffed a mouthful of snacks, but he froze in place, and all thoughts disappeared.

Fu Ling's hand was still on his lips, and beside his ears were rambling words.

"This snack tastes good, try it."

Li Chen doesn't like dim sum, to be precise, he doesn't like sweets, he doesn't like any sweets, let alone dim sum.

Since bigu, let alone desserts, I seldom even touch food.

But Fu Ling didn't give him a chance to refute at all, so he stuffed the dessert into his mouth without hesitation, and didn't even have time to say no.

The taste of this snack is really good, sweet but not greasy, crispy and crunchy, chewing one bite, the mouth will be filled with a sweet taste.

The least favorite taste in the past seems not so unacceptable for a moment, and I even want to take two more bites.

Fu Ling listened to the movement over there while feeding, afraid that Li Chen couldn't help it, and blood would splash on the teahouse on the spot.

After all, it's not like he hasn't done this kind of thing before. The young master in Tianhuo Pavilion back then was able to kill him easily.

"Wenxuan, don't be too sad, this matter is so bad, with the pavilion master making the decision for you, you will definitely not let this murderer go."

The only female monk was comforting her softly.

Fu Ling listened to the corner of the wall, but his head kept thinking. He was just thinking about how to find Su Wenxuan, but he didn't expect it to come to his door.

How to get close to him inadvertently?

After thinking about it, I suddenly heard a voice from the person beside me: "Enough."

Fu Ling regained consciousness and asked, "What?"

Li Chen's expression was a bit weird, it's acceptable to eat one or two of these snacks, but Fu Ling kept feeding them, and the plate was almost empty.

He was so sweet that his face turned bitter, and he had to remind him: "I'm full."

too tired.

As soon as Fu Ling lowered his head, he realized that he had unknowingly fed half a plate of dim sum.

Look at Li Chen, there is still a bit of dessert crumbs hanging from the corner of his mouth, which is contrary to his usual aloof image, it's really interesting.

He couldn't help chuckling, and reached out to caress the corner of Li Chen's lips.

Li Chen dodged subconsciously and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Wait, don't move, I'll wipe it for you."

Fu Ling stretched out his hand to hold Li Chen's shoulder, and with the other hand, he used his thumb to wipe off the remaining debris from the corner of his mouth.

White fingers accidentally brushed against the slightly cool thin lips, and the soft touch of the fingertips made Fu Ling's heart tremble.

His fingers felt numb as if they had been struck by lightning, and he was so startled that he withdrew his hand in an instant.

Li Chen's eyes were dim, and his voice was hoarse than before, and he asked softly, "Have you wiped it clean?"

Fu Ling twirled his still numb fingers, and smiled a little concealedly: "After wiping it clean, it's just... just a little bit of dust."

Fu Ling raised his hand to drink a glass of water, covering up the reddish ear tips and the somewhat rapid heartbeat that was different from the past.

This feeling was uncontrollable, making him feel at a loss for a moment.

There was nothing unusual about Li Chen.

And Xiao Xiangyang, who was separated by two tables, was holding his head and sighing.

"I don't know if Dad has finished the investigation."

The male disciple murmured, "What else needs to be investigated? Apart from the Devil's Cult, where else would someone be so insane and do such a thing."

Xiao Xiangyang looked at him: "Lu Dan, I know that your father died in the Abyss Valley, at the hands of the devil, and that's why you're so angry, but the power of the devil is huge, and the strength of the devil, Li Chen, is unfathomable. I saw it with my own eyes last time in the small secret realm, and my father... may not be his opponent!"

In the small secret realm, he swears that his father is invincible, the unique Xiao Xiangyang has already recognized the status quo.

The devil Li Chen is really too powerful.

This is the second time Fu Ling has heard about the Nether Valley, and he couldn't help looking at Li Chen.

He drew an enchantment casually, and no one else could hear their voices, so he asked: "What happened to the Valley of the Underworld? When I was in the small secret realm, I heard from those people that you killed someone in the Valley of the Underworld. There are more than 180 monks in the righteous way, what happened?"

When this matter was mentioned, Li Chen's eyes suddenly darkened, and his face was frighteningly cold.

He didn't explain, just spit out a few words: "They should be damned."

Fu Ling didn't know what it was, but just mentioning it made Li Chen so angry, it could even be said to be angry.

Li Chen didn't want to talk about it, and Fu Ling didn't want to continue asking. There will be a long time in the future, and there will always be a time to talk.

The most important thing right now is how to get close to Su Wenxuan.

"My father's revenge will never be forgotten in this life, and I will definitely let the devil pay for it with blood."

Lu Dan's face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Xiao Xiangyang didn't try to persuade him any more, he just urged: "Drink quickly, let's go to father after drinking, all the case files of Guanshanmen's investigation on this matter should have been sorted out."

A few people were not talking, and concentrated on drinking tea with their heads down.

Fu Ling looked at Li Chen: "Let's follow to see later."

Li Chen didn't speak, and acquiesced to this decision.

After the five young men finished their tea, they got up and left.

Fu Ling touched his pocket, only to realize that he had no money on him.

Before going out, people around him paid for it, and he never had the habit of carrying money with him.

This habit will be really hard to change for a while.

He looked at Li Chen and said innocently, "Master, give me the money."

Li Chen replied playfully: "Then who owns the pot of tea just now?"

Fu Ling felt that this man was really narrow-minded, he could still care about a pot of tea for so long.

"Forget you, next time I invite Master to drink tea, please sincerely, it's time to get down to business, hurry up."

Li Chen took out a piece of silver, put it on the table, and reminded: "Remember you still owe me a pot of tea."

Fu Ling: ...

mean!

When the two of them left the teahouse, they followed behind them at a long distance.

"Master, who do you think the murderer is?"

The deadlock had been broken just now, and if he continued to get angry, he couldn't go on. Fu Ling simply asked Li Chen's opinion.

Li Chen was wearing a black dress today, with the cuffs tightly tied up, he looked much sharper than when he was wearing a robe in the past.

He was holding a sword in one hand, and the other was behind his back. He walked in a leisurely manner, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

"I don't have a clue as to who the murderer is, but I felt the spiritual power remaining in those buildings in the Su Mansion."

Li Chen's words were casual, but Fu Ling regained his energy in an instant.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, such an important clue."

Li Chen looked at him almost helplessly: "Then you should listen too?"

Fu Ling touched his nose, and replied without any apology: "Then have you ever encountered this kind of spiritual power?"

The breath left in each person's spiritual power is different. High-level monks can feel the breath of low-level monks' spiritual power, so as to determine who the spiritual power comes from.

From this point, it can be seen that Fu Ling's previous guess was correct.

This murderer is at least at the Golden Core stage, much higher than him.

Li Chen shook his head: "I don't know him, but if we meet again, I will know."

Fu Ling said optimistically: "Now at least we know a little bit, and that can be regarded as a clue."

The two chatted while walking, and each decided to let go of the estrangement of the previous Cold War and resolve the matter in front of them first.

Guanshanmen is just to the north of Jiangbei, on a not very big hill.

Although Guan Shanmen is not well-known in the world of comprehension, it is very famous in the Jiangbei generation. Anyone who has any supernatural events or little monsters can spend money. Please ask the Taoist priest of Guan Shanmen to get rid of it One divides.

Over time, the purpose of this gate's cultivation has changed from cultivating immortals to achieving greatness to killing demons and killing demons to make money.

After listening to Li Chen's introduction, Fu Ling felt that this sect was quite real and down-to-earth.

As they walked, the two of them entered the boundary of the Guanshan Gate.

Although Guan Shanmen's ability to cultivate immortals is not high, but its ability to make money is first-rate, and the small sect's construction is quite magnificent.

Although the mountain is small, the entire mountain is enclosed by the Guanshan Gate, and there are many houses inside and outside.

Fu Ling stood in the distance, looked at the mountain, and said with emotion: "Those who can make money these days enjoy more than those who can cultivate immortals."

Li Chen: "Things outside the body."

Fu Ling: ...

Thinking about it, I am still too poor now.

The five people had already entered the Guanshan Gate, and the two of them watched the movement of the Guanshan Gate from a long distance away.

Fu Ling hasn't figured out how to get close to Su Wenxuan yet: "Are we just waiting for them to come out? The clues have been taken away by them, how to investigate?"

Li Chen: "Grab it here."

Fu Ling: ...

This is a proper way of magic, do you want to fight, or do you want to investigate?

Fu Ling: "Inappropriate."

Li Chen: "Sneak in, steal out first."

Fu Ling: "It's not right either."

Li Chen: "What do you say?"

Fu Ling thought about it again and again, and replied: "How to investigate Furong Pavilion? Let's ignore him for the time being. We will find Su Wenxuan's place and live near him. After all, they didn't leave so soon. Let's wait for the rabbit with the stupid method first, so as not to change the situation. Change."

Fu Ling had a premonition that the murderer would definitely not let Su Wenxuan go.

Li Chen: "Listen to you."

After the two of them finalized the plan, Li Chen picked off a leaf casually, drew the shape of a villain in three or two strokes, and then attached his own spiritual power to it, leaving the leaf in place.

This leaf can serve as his eyes.

In order not to arouse Xiao Yunyi's vigilance, the two of them returned to the inn where they were staying.

It happened to be noon, and there were many people eating in the restaurant below the inn.

As soon as the two of them entered, they heard someone discussing about the extermination of the Su family.

"I don't know what evil I did!"

"Su Dashan has been kind to others all his life, and he often gives food and porridge to the poor around him. Why is it like this?"

"A daughter of one of my relatives was working in the Su Mansion, and she was killed because of this. I don't know how innocent she is."

"People from the Demon Sect kill without blinking an eye, so it doesn't matter if you are innocent or not!"

Every word you say to me has already been determined to be the work of the Demon Cult.

Fu Ling originally wanted to go upstairs, but now he stopped and turned around and sat downstairs.

"Why do you think that this matter must be done by the Demon Cult?"

"Is there any need to ask? Besides the Demon Cult, who would do such insane things."

"That's right, there is no good person in the Devil's Cult."

Fu Ling frowned, and couldn't help saying: "Then everyone here has seen people from the Demon Cult kill people with their own eyes."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they didn't expect Fu Ling to ask this question.

He said again: "Since I haven't seen it with my own eyes, isn't it a bit unfair to draw such a conclusion? Maybe it's the Su family's personal enmity?"

As soon as Fu Ling's words fell, someone complained: "You fart, how could Su Dashan become enemies with others? Don't you think it's too much for you to slander a dead person so much?"

Fu Ling was scolded like this, before he had time to refute, Li Chen on the side had already waved his hand slightly, and the man slapped the table, and was slapped on the face.

With a cold face, Li Chen kindly reminded: "Be careful with your words."

Everyone fell silent all of a sudden, and they all looked at Li Chen in horror.

This empty hand is really scary, the inn is full of ordinary people, let alone communication, it is a question of daring to speak.

Fu Ling's brows and eyes were cold and clear, with an indifference that could see through people's hearts.

I feel that I am also stupid, and I have nothing to reason with these individuals.

He tugged on Li Chen's sleeve, and said weakly: "Forget it, let's go upstairs."

Li Chen glanced at everyone present, and followed Fu Ling upstairs without saying a word.

Everyone who was eating looked at these two people in fear, and when they disappeared, they ran out without any food, for fear that if they were a step too late, they would also be beaten.

Fu Ling was wholeheartedly worried about the future of the Demon Cult. If this situation could not be changed in the future, the Demon Cult would be attacked by those righteous groups sooner or later, and then life would inevitably be ruined again. This was the last thing he wanted to see.

There has been too much killing and blood in this world because of him.

Li Chen didn't go back to his room, but followed him into the room.

Looking at Fu Ling's worried face, he couldn't help asking: "You never seem to doubt the Devil's Cult?"

Any normal person who mentions the Demon Cult will have an expression of disgust, hatred, fear, or even wanting to wipe it out.

But Fu Ling didn't do that at all.

From the first day Li Chen revealed his identity, he accepted the fact frankly, without any doubt or fear, and just regarded himself as a member of the Demon Cult.

He was even willing to travel thousands of miles to investigate such a family extermination case, just to clear the name of the Demon Sect.

Fu Ling didn't speak.

Li Chen pressed on step by step: "Didn't you ever think about it at all, what if people from the Demon Cult really did this thing? Wouldn't everything you did today be in vain?"

Fu Ling didn't back down because of his approach, but raised his head without hesitation and looked at the person in front of him.

Without hesitation, he said, "It's all because of you."

Li Chen took a step back in a daze, and asked in confusion, "Because of me?"

Fu Ling's eyes were shining like stars, and he looked at him without blinking: "It is because of you, because I believe in you and understand you, so I know that the Demon Cult you lead must not be what others say. You How could such a fearless and arrogant person do such a thing?"

Fu Ling's wholeheartedly believing eyes made Li Chen freeze in place.

His lips trembled, but in the end he couldn't say anything, but he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and pulled Fu Ling into his arms.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Fu Ling: Actually, it's because I believe that the children I brought up... really have nothing to do with you.

。感谢在2020-08-1823:53:05~2020-08-1922:43:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 39243736, one of the happy bombing examination rooms;

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