After more than an hour's drive, Wang Yimiao finally arrived at the place where the ancestor Wanliang was.

At this time, the ancestor Wanluo was blushed and smiled happily. He stood in the cave and watched Wang Yimiao approach.

When Wang Yimiao got out of the car, the ancestor Wanliang slowly walked out of the cave and dragged a female corpse in his hand, which was Sugidie's corpse.

The ancestor Wanliang threw Sugidie's body at Wang Yimiao, and then said, "I have dealt with this corpse. If you bury her near the closing door, you can use her to blame Mo Hongfu."

Wang Yimiao looked down at the corpse in his hand and asked in confusion: "Master, is this really okay? Is your trace not revealed, right?"

"No, the method of being a teacher is very clever. I dare to be sure that no one in the four Southeast countries can crack this method. Anyone who detects this corpse will only know that she was defiled and died, but it cannot detect that she was reduced to a furnace before her death, nor can it detect who was defiled. However, if you bury her near the closing door, most people will suspect that it was done by someone inside the closing door."

"Master is wise! The disciple understands." Wang Yimiao nodded immediately to take the order.

He knew that once the cause of Sugidie's death was made public, Emperor Xizong of Ming would never miss this opportunity to target Mo Hongfu. Even if the current situation could only make people suspect that the matter was done by someone inside the closed door, Emperor Xizong of Ming had the means to frame Mo Hongfu.

Therefore, as long as Wang Yimiao follows the instructions of the ancestor Wanliang, the conflict between Emperor Xizong of Ming and the people who close the door will escalate without realizing it. Now it has reached the point of meeting each other and fighting each other. If it continues to escalate, it will be like meeting each other in the wild and never stop.

Just like the last time Mo Hongfu faced Yin Zhaohe Guan Shen, if he had already reached the next step, Mo Hongfu would have killed Yin Zhaohe Guan Shen on the spot. Even the disciples of the Ming Xizong who ran away first would be chased by him and silenced them one by one. As long as all the outsiders who saw the scene of the case were killed and the murder case could not be solved for a while, there would be no concerns at all.

However, because the two sides took into account their respective disciples and foundation, their relationship did not reach that point, so Yin Zhao and Guan Shen were beaten by Mo Hongfu and were able to return to Emperor Xizong of Ming alive.

Wang Yimiao thought of something again and said, "The disciple should leave this corpse in the cave and wait until he sends his master back to the inn in the city to deal with the corpse."

After all, if you bring this body into the city, if someone appears, the situation will be embarrassing.

The ancestor Wan Qing felt that what Wang Yimiao said made some sense, so he nodded slightly and agreed with Wang Yimiao's suggestion.

Wang Yimiao immediately put Sugidie's body back into the cave and hid it, and then returned to the spirit beast car. At this time, the ancestor Wanliang had already reached the carriage.

Then, Wang Yimiao brought the ancestor Wanliang back to the city.

After they returned to the inn, the ancestor Wanliang gave Wang Yimiao a reward.

He had long seen that Wang Yimiao was injured and many broken bones had not yet grown back.

So the ancestor Wanliang rewarded Wang Yimiao with several spiritual pills. After Wang Yimiao took it on the spot, the broken bones on his body grew rapidly. He was sure that all the injuries on his body could be healed in less than two hours.

Wang Yimiao left the inn excitedly and returned to the cave hidden in Suga Die's corpse alone.

He stood in front of Sugidie's corpse, studied it for a while, and sent a message to Ling Yu: "Unlucky, can you break the technique of the ancestor Wanliang from her?"

In his opinion, Sugidie died for a long time, and it was not worthy of his sympathy, but it was more research-oriented.

"The technique of the ancestor Wanliang is indeed very powerful."

"You can't crack it, either?"

"That's not, I've seen this technique."

"Really?" Wang Yimiao asked in disbelief. After all, the ancestor Wan Qing was confident in his technique, "Then why do you still praise the ancestor Wan Qing's technique for being powerful?"

"Because in the books I have read, the explanation of this technique is the most difficult, and it took me ten seconds to understand it."

"Haha." Wang Yimiao sneered twice, and then he didn't want to argue with Zero Tsubasa again.

"Do you want to crack the covering technique on Sugidai's corpse?"

"Not needed for the time being, let's talk about it later."

After Wang Yimiao finished speaking, she walked out of the cave with Sudie's body on her back, then carefully approached the door of Shunguan, dug a hole near Shunguan, and buried Sudie in.

The location he chose was quite secret. Most people would not pass through that place on their own initiative, so they would probably not be found by Sugidie's corpse for a while.

While Wang Yimiao was busy, Ji Anjian's interrogation had ended. The atmosphere at the interrogation was very tense, but everyone's thoughts were different behind their backs, and some people's psychological activities were completely incompatible with the atmosphere on site.

In the end, due to insufficient evidence, Ji Anjian's initial trial came to an end, but Ji Anjian could not give a reasonable explanation of some of the evidence, so the second trial will be conducted soon. The location of the second trial was set to Fanzhou City, which was the capital. At that time, there would be people in higher positions to interrogate Ji Anjian, and finally gave Ji Anjian's innocence.

After this result came out, He Jiabei looked gritting his teeth.

He seemed to have made the interrogation result helplessly. After all, under the current circumstances, he really has no right to convict Ji Anjian. Perhaps Ji Anjian's final crime needs to be seized.

But secretly, He Jiabei was very proud. He was also very satisfied with his acting skills. Finally, he successfully sentenced Ji Anjian to Fanzhou City for the second trial.

Zhu Bin looked so angry that he snorted coldly and left the scene in disappointment, always maintaining the majesty of the three major sects of He Kingdom, but in fact he felt happier than He Gabe.

Ji Anjian seemed to be satisfied with the result, but he felt a little strange in his heart.

But he had no mind reading skills and could not know what He Jiabei and Zhu Bin thoughts. Just from Zhu Bin and He Jiabei's faces could only read the information that he was very unhappy about winning.

But with his sixth sense, he could not tell what was wrong, nor did he know when this feeling of wrongness emerged.

At the same time, this result also made Ji Anjian's sect cheer. Their thoughts were not as many as Zhu Bin and Ji Anjian. They only saw the situation in front of them, and the current situation showed that Ji Anjian was just in danger this time.

After the news spread throughout Yekang City from the court, Ji Anjian's reputation suddenly came back.

In fact, Zhu Bin had expected this, but he felt that these reputations were insignificant, so he could not catch his eye.

On the other side, Wang Yimiao was drinking tea in a small tea shed in the western suburbs of Yekang City. After a long time, a gentle and slender figure came from a distance.

Wang Yimiao looked up at the figure, her mouth slightly raised, and she showed a smile.

This figure is the person he has been waiting for for a long time.

In order to wait for that person, he drank two pots of tea.

The elegant and slender figure sat down on the chair opposite him, staring at him tightly, with both dissatisfaction and fear in his eyes.

"You are indeed willing to come over to the appointment in the end." Wang Yimiao smiled and poured a cup of tea for the man.

The man picked up the teacup and looked at Wang Yimiao again, but Wang Yimiao couldn't hold his teacup, so he asked in confusion: "Why don't you drink it? Is there something wrong with this tea?"

"I was annoyed when talking about this. I had drunk two pots of tea to wait for you and I was still holding my urine, so how could I drink it again!"

The man immediately smiled awkwardly, but he still didn't drink the tea into his mouth immediately. After all, he and Wang Yimiao have always been in the enemy relationship.

Wang Yimiao noticed that the man was hesitating, so she stared at the man.

The man was trembling with fear and then poured the tea into his mouth.

But when he just took a small sip, he heard Wang Yimiao say, "If you really don't dare to drink my tea, you don't have to force me. I won't mind it. With the friendship between you and me, you won't be destroyed by this little thing."

The man almost squirted about Wang Yimiao's face, but fortunately he held it in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Wang Yimiao's fist is much harder than him, and he has suffered twice in front of Wang Yimiao.

Wang Yimiao said quietly: "After that being said, Brother Banna, you are no longer in the secret realm of Yekang. Are you still so afraid of me? After all, you are also the top ten pride of heaven in the list of the strength of Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty."

That person was Banna of the Ming Xizong, the top ten of the Ming Xizong's strength list. He once informed Wang Yimiao of Lei Qing's information in the secret territory of Yekang, and also led other Ming Xizong disciples to surrender at Guangmingding.

Wang Yimiao has a deep impression of him and has a good attitude.

But Barna was very awkward in front of Wang Yimiao, like a big girl.

Banner smiled wryly and said, "Fellow Daoist Wang is famous. The top ten disciples in the list of Ming Xizong's strength are not your opponent. Just yours destroyed a special mission team with a strong team in the Ming Xizong's spirit school leader last night, which is not something that ordinary disciples can compare with."

"What?" Wang Yimiao asked in surprise.

"Okay, the top ten disciples in the list of Ming Xizong are not ordinary disciples, but they are not comparable to fellow Taoist Wang."

"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about last night."

Banner suddenly felt like crying without tears. Obviously, Wang Yimiao didn't mind whether they were ordinary disciples.

He sighed silently, but replied: "Didn't you do what you did last night?"

"No, that's what I did, I'm talking about why you guys knew so quickly that I did it."

"This incident spread long ago among the top leaders of Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty. Because I am not an ordinary disciple, I can know about it." He deliberately emphasized that the word "is not an ordinary disciple."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about last night."

Banner suddenly felt like crying without tears. Obviously, Wang Yimiao didn't mind whether they were ordinary disciples.
Chapter completed!