Song Ting was also awake at this time, he turned his eyes to the room, and there stood Concubine Xian and a man in the room, the man was wearing coarse clothes, his facial features were rigid, and his figure was stout, it was the murderer!

Song Ting frowned, he didn't expect him to be a man, but after thinking about it carefully, his figure and appearance were indeed more like a man.

And listening to the conversation between Princess Xian and him, this person is actually Meng Yi who has disappeared for many years! ?

"Meng Yi, you killed those people in Prince Xian's Mansion!" Song Ting looked sharply at Meng Yi.

Meng Yi stared vigilantly at the two people who appeared suddenly, and stretched out his hand to protect Princess Xian behind him. Hearing Song Ting's question, he didn't deny it, and said directly: "Yes, I killed those people."

"Say! Who is the person who ordered you!" Song Ting shouted.

Meng Yi smiled: "Sorry, I can't tell you this."

Song Ting drew out the saber at his waist: "When you are in our hands, let's see if you still talk about it!"

After Song Ting finished speaking, he jumped up and stabbed him with a knife.

Meng Yi's hanging hand opened, and the soul power in his hand turned into a sword, blocking Song Ting's blow.

Another sword stabbed obliquely from the side, but it was Xue Yao who saw the timing and stabbed.

Meng Yi hurriedly withdrew his sword to meet Xue Yao, blocking Xue Yao's sword, and Song Ting stabbed him in the chest again.

Meng Yi retreated again and again, toward the door, until he left the room and reached an empty place in the yard.

The three of them fought together, and Meng Yi's breath suddenly surged, resisting their attack.

At this moment, Meng Yi was chanting words, and the dark ghost aura and strong resentment poured out of his body immediately.

Those ghostly auras turned into two ghostly shadows, entwining them directly.

Song Ting knocked away the rushing ghost with a sword, and shouted: "What kind of sorcery is this?!"

Xue Yao also knocked the ghost away with one blow, and said with a frown, "I've never seen such a sorcery before."

The ghost didn't seem to feel pain, it was cut in half by a sword head-on, and then fused together again, entangled again.

"This thing is so difficult!" Song Ting saw that the thing seemed to have no need to rest, and kept pestering him, and he couldn't kill him, so he couldn't help but said angrily: "Meng Yi, you used to think highly of yourself, but now you are like this, and you still practice Sorcerer, are you worthy of your former self like this?!"

Meng Yi stopped chanting the mantra, and the two ghosts rushed forward. Song Ting seized the opportunity and stabbed Meng Yi with his sword.

Meng Yi was caught off guard for a while, and was stabbed by the sword. There was a wound on his body, and black air was emitted from the wound. The black air mixed with green blood flowed out. The ghost shadows of Xue Yao and Song Ting also disappeared.

Song Ting stretched out his hand, and the Hooking Soul Chain flew out of his hand, entangled Meng Yi, and he put the knife around his neck again.

The corners of Song Ting's lips curled up: "Say! Who ordered you?"

Meng Yi gritted his teeth, turned his eyes to Princess Xian who came out of the room at some time, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, he said: "I did all of this, it has nothing to do with Liniang, she doesn't know anything."

Song Ting turned the point of his sword, and there was a trace of blood on Meng Yi's neck. Song Ting said sharply, "Don't change the subject! Who taught you magic and collecting grievances? What's the matter with Princess Xian?"

Meng Yi looked gloomy: "A few years ago, she went up the mountain to worship Buddha. On the way back, she met a robber. Unfortunately, she fell off the cliff. After she was rescued, she fell asleep for a long time. Later, she was rescued by the Daoist Priest, but the Priest It is to take out her soul and reshape her body, her original physical body is no longer usable."

"So I buried her body in the garden of the palace, because she is a ghost, her lifespan is not over, she is between humans and ghosts, her lifespan is not long, and she is often ill."

"The Taoist priest said that as long as I collect a certain amount of resentment and find a suitable body, he can help me revive Liniang and let her live a normal life again."

"Oh?" Song Ting raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "So the Taoist chief ordered you? You also arrested the woman who was locked in the rockery?"

See Meng Yi nodded.

Song Ting continued to ask: "Then the reason why King Xian accepted so many people who look similar to Princess Xian is to find a body for Princess Xian?"

Meng Yi shook his head, his brows slowly furrowed, and he said, "It's just pure preference and love."

He looked up at Concubine Xian with complicated eyes: "Prince Xian did not participate in this matter."

Song Ting looked at his performance, his eyes were heavy, he still felt that something was a little strange, he said:

"Then where have you been all these years? Why has there been no news?"

Meng Yi coughed lightly, his complexion became weaker and weaker, he said in a hoarse voice: "I... I haven't disappeared all these years... After I got engaged to Liniang, I have been looking forward to marrying her."

"I didn't expect that my so-called brothers from the same sect somehow found out about me. They found me and severely injured me. After two months of recovery, what I got was the marriage between King Xian and Liniang. news."

"At that time, all my thoughts were lost. I just wanted to jump off the cliff and finish it all. But I heard that she agreed because I was forced to disappear. I ruined her life..."

"I'm ashamed of her, and I can't bear to face her, but I'm afraid that she will suffer in the Xianwang's mansion, so I sneaked into the mansion and secretly protected her by her side."

Princess Xian was already in tears when she heard this, her voice trembling uncontrollably: "Meng Lang..."

Meng Yi's face became even paler, and his figure almost became transparent. He glanced affectionately at Princess Xian, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

Song Ting frowned slightly, noticing that his face was strangely pale, and couldn't help being surprised.

"Quickly seal his acupuncture points, he is exhausting his soul power!"

Countless voices came from outside the courtyard, Song Ting hastily sealed his acupoints as he said.

Wuliang and Jingming ran over panting, stopped in front of them, Wuliang glanced at Meng Yi and said, "Is this the murderer?"

Song Ting nodded: "Why are you here?"

Jingming smiled, and the flesh on his cheeks was gathered into a ball, making it even more round: "Master and I wanted to come here to find out the news, but we didn't expect to see you here."

Xue Yao looked at Wuliang and asked, "Master Daoist, why do you want to seal his acupuncture points?"

Wuliang stroked his beard: "He just planned to dissipate all the soul power in his body. After the soul power is dissipated, his soul will fly away."

Song Ting saw that Meng Yi's face was no longer so pale, did he already have the intention to seek death?But how did he become a ghost?Song Ting looked at Meng Yi and asked, "How did you die?"

Since he came to the Xianwang Mansion after recovering from his injuries, he should have died in the Xianwang Mansion, but what happened to him in the Xianwang Mansion that caused his death?

A trace of doubt flashed in Meng Yi's eyes, how did he die?he seems to be...

His head suddenly hurt, and he curled up on the ground in pain, muttering: "Dead? How did I die? How did I die? Ah! My head hurts!"

Meng Yi had a hideous face, curled up on the ground, and hit the ground with his head, making a thumping sound.

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