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Xiao Hong and Wu Yun bound Luo Sheng, Ji Lang worriedly added a talisman.

The patriarch directed the uninjured clansmen to carry the wounded down for treatment, and came over to thank Ji Lang in between.

Luo Sheng cursed: "You shameless children, you call yourself a teacher of justice in vain, how dare you attack from behind again!"

No matter how he yelled and scolded, Ji Lang just pretended not to hear, and took Min Fan back to the room to rest.

Min Fan leaned quietly in Ji Lang's arms, looking a little startled, even his hands were cold.

Ji Lang wrapped his hands in his own and rubbed them together, trying to warm up his hands.

After a long time, Min Fan finally said, "How can you take risks? At that time, you shouldn't worry about me, you should get rid of Moxiu first."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ji Lang squeezed his palm, "If you are gone, I will be fine in the future? Since I can't be fine in the future, what's the point to me of getting rid of Moxiu?"

Min Fan looked at Ji Lang with burning eyes, all his anxiety turned into a soft sigh, and finally, he bent his lips and said angrily, "You always have your reasons."

"My reasoning is that you are the most important thing."

Ji Lang and his forehead were pressed against each other, and each other's breath was in every square inch.

With a slight movement of Min Fan, his lips touched, and then a pair of big innocent eyes flashed, looking at Ji Lang linglingly.

Ji Lang cursed himself secretly, and threw him on the bed.The touch like a touch of water turned into a wet kiss. Ji Lang plundered the air in Min Fan's mouth, until Min Fan was gradually out of breath, and then slowly retreated, pulling out a silver thread, hanging on the corner of Min Fan's mouth, looking Extremely obscene.

Min Fan's face was flushed, and he lay softly on the bed, breathing heavily, and wiped the corners of his mouth carelessly with the back of his hand.

Looking at him like this, Ji Lang couldn't help doubting whether he could keep the bottom line.

Min Fan stretched out his hands, hooked Ji Lang's neck, and looked at him with bright and penetrating eyes, like bits of starlight crushed and overflowing, pure and lustful.

Ji Lang couldn't help thinking: I've been completely planted long ago...

He leaned over again, just wanting to be closer to him, wanting more.

At this time, Xiaohong was outside the door, and said "Brother Fan" in an earth-shattering manner, which brought both of them back to their senses.

Ji Lang braked in time, pulled Min Fan to sit up, and straightened his loose clothes.

Min Fan gave Ji Lang a sideways glance, a little dissatisfied and helpless.

When Ji Lang opened the door, Wu Yun was covering Xiao Hong's mouth, dragging him away.

"We are guests at someone else's house, so don't brag and make noise in other people's house." Ji Lang said in a deep voice, his gaze was slightly cold.

Wu Yun and Xiao Hong looked at each other, and quickly got down to business: "The patriarch said that Ye Chang had many dreams, so he decided to kill Moxiu immediately."

Immediately, Ji Lang's eyes became colder.He thought to himself that Moxiu was captured with their assistance, and the patriarch of the Wu clan should say hello to Moxiu first if he wanted to execute Moxiu.

Sometimes, a person is in a bad mood and sees nothing to his liking.

Min Fan came over, took Ji Lang's arm, and said softly, "Let's go and have a look."

"Okay." Ji Lang forgot the irritability just now.

When they came to the square, the spiritual lock on Luo Sheng's body showed signs of loosening.

The patriarch said anxiously: "Ji Xiaoyou, you came at the right time. None of us can control the spiritual power lock, and we need to trouble these two friends."

Ji Lang nodded, Xiao Hong and Wu Yun stepped forward to re-tighten the spiritual power lock.

Luo Sheng couldn't break free, seeing that he was about to die here, he felt a deep sense of unwillingness in his heart.

He has lived long enough, he is not afraid of his soul being scattered, what he is afraid of is that his son is still suffering in a corner, still waiting for him to save him.

"Qi'er! My son Luo Qi, it's useless to be a father. I've been looking for you for 1 years, but I still can't find you!" Luo Sheng looked up to the sky and cried out sadly.

Xiao Hong and Wu Yun suddenly loosened the spiritual power lock in their hands, and looked at Luo Sheng in disbelief.

Wu Yun asked: "Are you Luo Sheng?"

Luo Sheng looked at Wu Yun slowly, with some doubts and some anticipation, and asked, "You know me, do you know my son Luo Qi?"

All the members of the Wu clan present looked at them in surprise, and then looked at Ji Lang and Min Fan.

Facing the doubtful eyes around him, Ji Lang led Min Fan forward and asked, "What's going on?"

Wu Yun lowered his eyes slightly and said nothing.

Xiaohong tugged her eyebrows, but stopped talking.

Min Fan smiled gently at them, and said softly, "It's okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."

The patriarch raised his voice and said: "My friends, it's time for execution."

Luo Sheng called Luo Qi's name, overwhelming despair lingered around him.At the end of his long life, Luo Sheng was not resentful, but longing.

Xiaohong said: "Our former master's Taoist companion is named Luo Qi. He mentioned several times that his father's name is Luo Sheng."

Luo Sheng's eyes seemed to be dawning, and he asked eagerly: "Is what you said true? My son, where is Qi'er now?"

Xiaohong also lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes dim.

Luo Sheng shook his head, and said with firm eyes: "Qi'er is still alive, I can feel it."

The patriarch said in embarrassment: "Ji Xiaoyou, this..."

Ji Lang implored: "Please ask the patriarch to be flexible and delay the execution."

The patriarch hesitated for a moment, and could see that the two spirits and Moxiu had something to say.He didn't want to keep Moxiu's nights and dreams, but whether he could kill Moxiu ultimately depended on the two spirits and their masters.

"My son Luo Qi, I've been looking for him for thousands of years." Luo Sheng's eyes were red and moist.

Wu Yun asked: "What evidence do you have? What if you pretend to be Brother Luo Qi's father?"

Luo Sheng paused, "Yes, I have a soul orb, and it can only be activated with the blood of our Luo family."

After the words fell, the soul orb slowly floated out of Luo Sheng's body, glowing faintly.

Xiaohong took a drop of Luo Sheng's blood and activated the soul orb.

The images of Luo Sheng and Luo Qi floated in the air. It was the scene of the young Luo Qi saying goodbye to his father and leaving home for training.

When the picture disappeared, Xiaohong burst into tears, and Luo Sheng also shed tears.

Wu Yun took the soul orb into his hands and asked Luo Sheng, "Can I keep this soul orb?"

Luo Sheng nodded awkwardly: "I will return my soul to the west, this soul orb, you can keep it. My son is not dead, if you have the heart, find him."

"Okay." Wu Yun promised him.

Seeing that they seemed to have finished their conversation, the patriarch said to Ji Lang and Min Fan, "Save Moxiu's life, the night will be long and dreamy, and we will execute immediately."

Ji Lang and Min Fan did not comment.

The patriarch made a gesture, signaling the clansmen to execute Moxiu.

Wu Yun put Luo Sheng's soul orb into Min Fan's hand.

Min Fan pinched the soul bead with two fingers and held it in front of his eyes. At this moment, the soul bead suddenly burst into a strong white light and sucked Min Fan in.

Suddenly, Ji Lang's face changed drastically.

The soul orb was flying around in the square, bumping into everywhere, breaking the wooden posts, smashing the stone pier, even Xiao Hong and Wu Yun couldn't catch the soul orb.

The execution of Luo Sheng was interrupted because of this accident.

Ji Lang anxiously watched the soul beads flying around, grabbed Luo Sheng's collar, and said coldly, "Stop the soul beads and let the person out."

Luo Sheng let out a chuckle, which then turned into a loud laugh.

"Maybe my son sensed that his father was in danger, my son is still alive, and still thinks about this father, hahaha."

Just now when the soul bead sucked Min Fan in, Luo Sheng sensed the magic power left by Luo Qi in the soul bead.He couldn't help thinking: Maybe it was really Luo Qi's residual magical power subconsciously wanting to prevent these people from killing him.

The soul bead rushed towards Luo Sheng, but stopped suddenly when it was about to bump into him, and rubbed against his head affectionately.

Ji Lang has black lines all over his head.

Wu Yun jumped to Ji Lang's side, "Brother Ji Lang, the magic power of Brother Luo Qi remains in the soul orb."

Ji Lang looked at Luo Sheng with dark eyes: "Let him out."

On the other hand, Luo Sheng showed a smile, and looked at the Soul Orb lovingly, as if seeing Luo Qi.

He gloated and said, "I don't know how soul beads suck people in, let alone how to release people."

Ji Lang told Wu Yun: "Try to activate the soul orb."

"it is good."

Wu Yun took Luo Sheng's blood and activated the soul orb.

This time, what appeared in the video was the scene of Min Fan crying bitterly in front of Min Deling.Min De is the grandfather who adopted Min Fan. It was Min De who brought Min Fan from Huifeng City to Minshan Village and raised him.

Ji Lang looked at this scene in surprise and distress, and Luo Sheng was even more shocked.

He said repeatedly: "Impossible, this is impossible! Only members of our Luo family can leave memories in soul beads."

"That means he has a blood relationship with your Luo family, let him out." Ji Lang said word by word.

"I don't know how to release people." Luo Sheng no longer gloated, and his face was also anxious and eager, as well as a little confused.

Wu Min walked up to the patriarch and said in a low voice: "Patriarch, let's make a favor and hand over Moxiu to Ji Lang."

The patriarch disagreed: "The demon cultivator is powerful and has enmity with our clan. If he is let go this time, our clan will face a catastrophe."

"Patriarch, if Ji Lang wants to let Moxiu go, who do you think can stop him?"

This sentence made the patriarch shake.

Wu Xiao also came over, "Patriarch, that demon cultivator only seems to be on our saber, and it is those two little ones who really control his life and death."

The patriarch understood what they meant, but this matter was related to the lives of the whole clan, so he had to be cautious.

Wu Yuan, who was standing beside the patriarch and heard all the conversations, said aloud: "Patriarch, these two brothers and sisters are right. Killing Moxiu or not, in fact, we have nothing to say. Without them, our clan might have been destroyed. Moxiu killed everything."

After thinking quickly, the patriarch walked towards Ji Lang, "Ji Xiaoyou, I will hand over this demon cultivation to you."

Ji Lang fixedly glanced at the patriarch, and solemnly bowed to the patriarch, "Thank you, Patriarch Wu, for your understanding."

Wu Yun and Xiao Hong half released the spiritual power lock.As long as Luo Sheng moved slightly, they would immediately re-bind him.

Luo Sheng cupped his hands in front of his chest, his voice trembling: "Qi'er..."

The soul orb slowly fell into the palm of Luo Sheng's hand, and Luo Sheng knelt down slowly, holding the soul orb and crying bitterly.

After a long time, the soul orb flew out, a white light suddenly appeared, and Min Fan was teleported out.

Ji Lang immediately reached out to catch him, only to see his eyelids move and slowly open, "Ji Lang..."

"It's okay." Ji Lang hugged Min Fan tightly, as if he was holding a treasure.

"Ji Lang, I saw that red-clothed demon cultivator just now, and I saw it in the cave where Wu Yun was found. He said that I am his descendant, and he also said that my blood is back to the ancestors."

Luo Sheng looked at Min Fan with a complicated expression, walked over slowly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Where is that cave?"

Min Fan shrinks into Ji Lang's arms, holding him tightly.

"Son, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." Luo Sheng's eyes were moist, and he looked at Min Fan helplessly.

Ji Lang stroked Min Fan's back and said softly, "He may be your relative."