The brother I picked up is enchanted

"You..." Meng Lingrong's cold brows and eyes were a little bit surprised, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

He accidentally put down his hand on the saber, and took the other party's paper bag instead.

There was blood on Luo Xuanchuan's hand, but he didn't let any blood stain it.

Meng Lingrong unfolded the crumpled paper bag and took a look.

"..."

What is this.

When he raised his eyes, he found that Luo Xuanchuan was looking at him expressionlessly, coupled with his blood-soaked appearance, there was a bit of evil spirit, but Meng Lingrong read a bit of anticipation from the other's eyes.

Meng Lingrong was taken aback by her own thought, and thought to herself that she might not be crazy.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up behind him, and an extremely violent spiritual power struck from behind, accompanied by a roar: "Boy of the Cold Cloud Sect, I want you to pay for your life!"

His complexion changed, and someone reacted faster than him.

The person who was standing in front of him was already standing behind him with a sword, as if he was going to directly block the blow.

In the next second, a red shadow appeared in front of the two of them, preventing the aftermath of the collision of spiritual power from reaching them.

"Elder Han, what do you mean?" Venerable Fangyue stood in front of the two of them and stopped Han Yi with a worried expression on his face.

Han Yi's eyes were red, as if bleeding.He looked at Luo Xuanchuan, gritted his teeth and said: "He killed the members of the Han family, can't he use his blood to pay homage to their spirits in heaven?"

"Elder Han, what you say is groundless." Venerable Fangyue gave him a cold look.

In any case, the disciples of their Cold Cloud Sect did not have the turn of outsiders to point them out, and if it was confirmed that this matter was indeed related to Luo Xuanchuan, she would definitely not cover it up.

"Today, this person had a conflict with the Han family in the street. Everyone has seen this, and at this moment, he is standing in the Han family covered in blood. It's not who he is!" Han Yi's eyes fell on Luo Xuanchuan, It's like trying to swallow people alive.

Venerable Fangyue sneered and said: "Luoxuanchuan is only at the golden core stage, how could he kill the Han family? Could it be that Elder Han never speaks wisely? You must know that the head of the Han family is about to enter the stage of transforming gods. Could it be possible for you, the head of the Han family? Can't even deal with a disciple at the golden core stage?"

Han Yi's face turned ashen. Of course, he couldn't admit what Venerable Fangyue said. If it was true what the other party said, their Han family had a master in charge, but they were no match for a young man in the Jindan stage. Wouldn't their Han family be reduced to Is it the laughing stock of the six realms of comprehension?

He looked at Luo Xuanchuan with a sinister gaze: "Maybe he is a magic cultivator who hides his strength, if he uses magic skills to improve his strength, it may not be impossible..."

When Han Yi said this, his expression suddenly became distorted: "I heard that this disciple of Guizong has been living in the bottom of the valley, rarely showing his face, and avoiding contact with others. The demon cultivator has seized his home! Who can prove it! Who can prove his innocence!"

Seeing that Venerable Fangyue and several Cold Cloud Sect disciples were silent, he sneered.

These cold cloud sect disciples came a bit late, and they felt uncomfortable standing in the bloody Han family mansion. Hearing what Han Yi said, there was a trace of hesitation in their eyes.

Before the Nascent Soul stage, there were very few long-term retreats. Even if other disciples retreated, they would walk around the sect after leaving the retreat. It is really strange that they are so withdrawn that they never show up.

Moreover, the sect would send missions to its disciples, and Senior Brother Luo had never accepted them, and never participated in grand events, big or small. The sense of existence was weaker than the stones at the gate of the mountain.

All the sects in Fenglin Realm are old acquaintances. At the beginning, the master of Hanyun Sect picked up an apprentice, which caused a lot of shock in Fenglin Realm. Everyone speculated whether the other party was Meng Qiuhe's illegitimate son outside, so Han Yi would pay attention Not surprising at all.

"As the first sect of the Fenglin Realm, the Cold Cloud Sect will definitely not cover up the murderer." After Han Yi finished speaking, his eyes fell on Luo Xuanchuan, as if as long as Venerable Fangyue stepped aside, he would kill him with a single sword. Split in half.

He didn't care if he killed the wrong person. What happened to the Han family today, I don't know how many subordinate families had different ideas. At this time, this boy who is the most suspected boy should be executed on the spot, so as to make an example of others.

"I can prove it."

A cold voice suddenly sounded, which was very clear in the silent space.

Standing one step in front of Venerable Fangyue, Meng Lingrong frowned and said: "I can prove that Luo Xuanchuan has not been taken away, nor has he practiced magic skills."

"How can you prove it?" Han Yi sneered.

"Just because I am the young master of the Cold Cloud Sect and Meng Qiuhe's only son. Moreover, although Luo Xuanchuan lives reclusively at the bottom of the valley, we have always been in contact..." Meng Lingrong said coldly.

"I may... be the person that the Cold Cloud Sect has had the most contact with Luo Xuanchuan. I don't know whether he has been taken away or not. If you question the truth of what I said, you can naturally go to the Sect Master, and The two Supreme Elders are determined."

As his voice fell, the cold cloud sect disciple who had doubted Luo Xuanchuan at first lowered his head, not daring to doubt Luo Xuanchuan any more.

Luo Xuanchuan looked at the white shadow in front of him, the person like the bright moon was close at hand, and every word the other party said echoed and entangled in his ears.

Meng Lingrong didn't avoid him like before, could it be that the things he gave had an effect...

His eyes were full of Meng Lingrong, and Han Yi, who had a ferocious face, had already been automatically ignored by him. If he saw it, he would only think it was someone passing by to make soy sauce.

Han Yi's eyes were fierce, but he didn't dare to do anything to Meng Lingrong.If he hurt Meng Qiuhe's son, he wouldn't even think about it. He couldn't have a conflict with Han Yunzong without a legitimate reason.

He had always heard that the two had been at loggerheads, but he never expected that Meng Lingrong would stand up and speak for Luo Xuanchuan at this moment.

Someone next to him whispered something in his ear, he took a deep breath, and said coldly: "If you want to know if Luo Xuanchuan has practiced magic skills, you can just search for the soul directly."

"Impossible." Venerable Fangyue said.

Searching for souls may damage the sea of ​​consciousness, she will not let her disciples take this risk.

Moreover, soul searching is generally used to interrogate those extremely evil demon cultivators or sect traitors, so it is not appropriate to put it on Luo Xuanchuan.

When these things happened to the Han family, several other sects also sent people to investigate the situation.

Qu Zhenren stroked his beard and sighed: "In this case, both parties take a step back, and find out the real culprit first, so as to give justice to the Han family."

"Who knows if the murderer is him!" Han Yi sneered.

"Whether it is or not, before there is no evidence, you will not let you touch our Frost Cloud Sect." Venerable Fangyue was not to be outdone.

In the end, Han Yi still demanded to get the result within three days and find the real culprit.After speaking, he just threw up his sleeves and walked away, showing a full face. In fact, he didn't know if Venerable Fangyue would say something astonishing and make him unable to come down if he didn't leave.

If Han Yunzong insisted on defending his shortcomings, he would not do anything to him. Thinking of this, Han Yi's face turned a little greener and more vicious.

That night, in the Taoyuan Inn.

Luo Xuanchuan briefly explained why he was in the Han family, as if one more word would be bothersome.

Seeing his appearance, Meng Lingrong snorted coldly.He clearly wanted to clear him of his suspicions, but the other party didn't seem in a hurry at all. The emperor really wasn't in a hurry and the eunuchs were in a hurry.

"So you met someone who possessed a dead body, and today he had a conflict with members of the Han family, so he became an enemy and then destroyed the Han family?" Venerable Fangyue drank a cup of tea and swept Luo Xuanchuan glance.

"It seems so now." Meng Lingrong replied.

He also met that young man today, but he didn't notice any abnormalities in the other party. He had to say that the other party was clever.

Meng Lingrong returned to her room, sat at the table and poured herself a cup of tea, so that she would not look sideways at Luo Xuanchuan.

The wound on Luo Xuanchuan's waist is very serious, although it has been treated briefly, it is far from enough, so he is rubbing medicine on the side.

This medicine is the cold cloud sect's top grade wound medicine, the kind that can kill human flesh and bones, Luo Xuanchuan rubbed it indiscriminately.

After wiping, he put his clothes on directly.

"and many more."

Meng Lingrong finally couldn't bear it anymore. Even though he didn't look at what the other party was doing, he could still sense it with his spiritual sense.

The good medicine was rubbed in a mess, and there were still many places that were not rubbed at all.

He got up and walked to Luo Xuanchuan, said indifferently: "Take off your clothes, I'll come."

Luo Xuanchuan obediently took off the underwear he just put on, as fast as if the clothes were some kind of hot potato.

Meng Lingrong glanced at him suspiciously, and there was nothing else but the paralyzed face of ten thousand years.

He got some ointment and rubbed it on the opponent's body. The strength in his hand was not light, but Luo Xuanchuan remained silent like iron.

The dim candlelight cast a layer of warm light on the other party, and the shirtless person in front of him seemed to dazzle in his eyes.

"You remember wrongly, I don't eat sweets." Meng Lingrong said in a low voice, without any fluctuations in her voice, "I threw away the sugar man you gave me. Do you think I'm still like a child and would be rare for that kind of thing?"

Meng Lingrong snorted coldly after finishing speaking.

Luo Xuanchuan didn't speak, he noticed that Meng Lingrong's other hand was tightly clenched.

When the other party is lying, the hand will be fisted.

He didn't throw it.

Hearing Luo Xuanchuan's laugh, Meng Lingrong's face darkened, and the other party's sneer didn't know what it meant...

The door was suddenly pushed open, Ye Feiyu saw the two next to each other as soon as he entered the door, his brother Meng's hand was still on the bastard's naked back.

He jumped into the room on the spot, wanting to point at Luo Xuanchuan and curse at him.

"What did you do to brother!"

Ye Feiyu knew that senior brother Meng didn't like this bastard either, so he was forced by that bastard to do this kind of intimate action now.

"Enough." Meng Lingrong said helplessly.

And what did Luo Xuanchuan do to him, it sounded like he was the weak one.

He got up and said to Ye Feiyu: "I was applying medicine just now, and now he is fine, you bandage him up."

After Meng Lingrong finished speaking, she went out the door, as if there were some monsters chasing him behind.

Seeing the other party like this, Ye Feiyu was even more sure that Luo Xuanchuan used disgraceful means to get Senior Brother Meng to rub the medicine on him.

He glanced at Luo Xuanchuan unkindly, and found that the other person looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.

In the next second, a huge force struck, and Ye Feiyu was thrown out of the door like trash, and nothing happened after the door was closed.

Ye Feiyu sat at the door, stunned for a moment, and then slowly cursed.

"Fuck."

Meng Lingrong took advantage of the night to leave the inn and went to a remote hut in the outer city.

Knowing that the person who bloodbathed the Han family was possessed by the young man, Venerable Fangyue brought out the young man's body, even if it could not be placed in the Taoyuan Inn. Finally, he found a hut and sent his disciples to look after him. What clues can be found from it.

Because of the Han family incident, the people in Nanquan City will inevitably panic, so there are obviously fewer people walking around at night.

The boy's body was placed in the house, and Venerable Fangyue used spiritual power to maintain the original state so that it would not be corrupted.

Blue ripples spread out around his hand, enveloping the boy.The scattered spiritual power was carefully examining every corner of the young man's body.

In fact, Venerable Fangyue has already investigated, but nothing has been found.

Now that there are many fairy sects gathered in Nanquan City, and this kind of thing happened, not only the Han family was disgraced, but the entire Fenglin Realm monks were thrown to the ground and trampled on a few times.

The other party dared to come to Nanquan City to fight, presumably his own strength is not bad, and he is a proud person.

The reason why he chose to possess himself was to hide his aura, so as not to be discovered by many sect disciples in Nanquan City, which meant that he was still unwilling to face the monks in Nanquan City...

Possession is not something you just want to possess, you definitely need a medium.But even Venerable Fangyue searched back and forth countless times but couldn't find it.

"excuse me."

After Meng Lingrong finished speaking, the white cloth covering the boy's body was lifted off, revealing the boy's already gray body.

After searching to no avail, he looked at the wound on the back of the boy's neck, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

The injury suffered by the young man was fatal. There was a knife cut on his neck, which was gently torn open, exposing the flesh.

And he found a small hole the size of a hair in the wound.

It's really very small, but if this small hole is anywhere on the boy's body, Venerable Fangyue will definitely notice it, but not in the wound.

He closed his eyes, and the blood in the boy's body had formed blood clots, but due to Venerable Fangyue's spiritual power maintaining the state, part of the blood was still fluid.

With the input of Meng Lingrong's spiritual energy, the blood spot at the wound gradually emerged and turned into a thin blood-colored needle.

Meng Lingrong breathed a sigh of relief, and put the needle away.

The needle was completely melted in the blood at the beginning, and it took a lot of effort to get it out alone. If it wasn't for his innate sensitivity to water, he might not have been able to finish it so quickly.

He used a cleansing technique to get rid of the smell on his body before returning to the Taoyuan Inn and showing Venerable Fangyue the blood needle.

"This is......"

"This was found from the boy's body just now." Meng Lingrong said.

The blood needle showed its original appearance in Venerable Fangyue's hand. It was a thin, pitch-black needle, as thin as a strand of hair.

"This is a bone-melting needle." Venerable Fangyue's complexion was a little ugly, and she said through gritted teeth, "It seems that it is really Liu Qianmian!"

The name of the thousand-faced ghost is notorious in the six realms of comprehension.This person did all sorts of crimes, and he was a murderer. Presumably because a few servants of the Han family offended him, he would kill the whole family on a whim.

In Liu Qianmian's eyes, there are only those who can be killed and those who cannot be killed temporarily.

Venerable Fangyue stood up suddenly and said, "No, I'll go and communicate with the head first. It's best to let the sect send more people, otherwise it will definitely not be peaceful when I go to Wanghai this time."

And she also wanted to tell the other cultivators in Nanquan City that they had genuine bone-melting needles, to see what else Han Yi could say.

"Ghost with thousands of faces..." Meng Lingrong frowned.

The other party slaughtered the disciples of the Qimu Sect, and took such a big risk to kill the Han family... I don't know who they will target next.

After seeing Venerable Fangyue off, Meng Lingrong got up and saw many guests sitting downstairs in the inn reading books.

The innkeeper was a very young looking man, chatting and laughing happily with other people, and seemed to have a good relationship with the guest helpers.

"The owner of the Taoyuan Inn is called Pei Chiqiu. He owns several properties in Nanquan City. It is said that he loves to collect books in his life. When he was young, he went to the Flying Star Building in Dreamland Realm and asked people to copy the only copies. They all said that Boss Pei opened the book. Where is the Little Flying Star Tower?" Someone joked on the side.

Meng Lingrong's heart skipped a beat.

The people on the side saw that he seemed to be interested in borrowing books, and asked, "If this young man has a book he wants to read, why don't you go and ask for it."

Pei Chiqiu also noticed the voice here, and saw a young boy in white standing there uncomfortably, as if he didn't know how to speak, and felt a little funny for a while.

He said directly: "Young master, is there any book you want to read?"

Seeing that the other party asked, Meng Lingrong didn't shy away from it, and said carefully, "I wonder if Boss Pei has any books on ancient monsters, the more comprehensive the better."

The people around snorted, thinking that this young and handsome young man wanted to ask about a story, but they didn't expect to ask such a scary thing as a monster.

Pei Chiqiu froze for a moment, seeming to be confused: "Young master really has a problem."

Seeing a little regretful expression on Meng Lingrong's face, he changed his mind and said, "But there is a copy in my impression. If you have time, young master, why not go to the tea room and wait a while. If I find it, I will bring it to you."

"Then... thank you very much." Meng Lingrong felt as if she had been tricked, but seeing the other party's sincere face, she wondered if she was thinking too much.

After the people left, Pei Chiqiu evoked a very faint smile without any warmth.

He turned and walked in the other direction.

Meng Lingrong didn't have to wait long before Pei Chiqiu delivered the book.After thanking her, Meng Lingrong began to flip through the pages quickly. With the help of her divine sense, she read the book very quickly. Basically, she knew what these pages were talking about just by flipping through them.

Suddenly the movement of his hands stopped, and stopped at the last few pages.

A hideous monster was drawn in ink on it. This monster has no clear head and tail, and it doesn't even have a human shape.

He didn't know if his eyes were dazzled, but he felt a face on the drawing moved, as if it was smiling.

When he looked over, there was nothing there.

There is a line of fine print on the right.

Thousand-faced ghost, the most evil and evil, can transform into thousands of faces, and the body is human.

He was killed in Yunliuhai by Lord Changhan with a sword.

Meng Lingrong frowned, secretly wondering who this Lord Changhan is, since the other party was able to kill the Thousand Faced Ghost before, he must have seen the other party's real body, I don't know if he has left any information.

Suddenly Meng Lingrong's hand pressing on the page was covered with blood, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

After the dazzling red light passed, there was no one in the tea room.

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Today's update is late, I wrote more than 5000 words, so I wrote slowly orz

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