After laughing for a while, Lin Junhe took out the Nine Dragon Cauldron again and then took the bloody flame jade in.

This bloody jade was definitely an unexpected surprise for Lin Junhe at this time.

Because it is a treasure that is even more rare and precious than Lihuo Jingjin, just a piece of thumb-sized body is constantly creating extremely high-purity fire evil for Lin Junhe.

Lin Junhe can use those fire evil spirits to refine weapons, alchemy, talismans, and even to practice by oneself.

Moreover, if this small blood flame jade is detonated, Lin Junhe probably can explode with no less than an intercontinental missile.

This is an absolute killer weapon and may be of great use at critical moments.

With a faint joy, Lin Junhe put away the Nine Dragon Cauldron that had put away the bloody jade again. After returning to the ground, he waved his hand and refilled the backyard. He left the backyard and went to find Zheng Tianshan and the others.

"Mr. Lin, I just saw Zuo Ziru. You... are you really going to let the tiger go back to the mountain?" Zheng Tianshan said with some concern.

He was not afraid of Zuo Ziru, but worried about his senior brother behind Zuo Ziru.

"Let the tiger return to the mountain? You overestimate them." Lin Junhe smiled faintly and said calmly: "Don't worry, I have my own plans. He is just a sender."

"The sender?"

Zheng Tianshan didn't understand why, but he still chose to believe in Lin Junhe because he knew that with Lin Junhe's realm, his vision must be far higher than his. He could not understand some of Lin Junhe's actions, so it was naturally normal.

Holding Shen Xiangling's hand, the group of three left the Shen family's mansion directly.

Not long after they left, Xie Lixuan appeared at the window of her room on the third floor, staring at the direction where the three of them were moving away, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

It took a long time before she put away her eyes, took out her cell phone and made several calls.

...

Miaojiang, among the 100,000 mountains.

In this dense place where locals dare not go deep freely, there are endless and fascinating legends.

The curious mysterious Miaojiang witchcraft and the creepy Xiangxi corpse driving are all inseparable from this land.

In the hinterland of the 100,000 mountains that ordinary villagers could not reach, in a huge stone hall, there were several basins of flames burning, and the shaking flames illuminated several dark figures in the bluestone hall.

These figures surround the edge of the brazier, and each of them was wearing a black robe, looking very mysterious.

If you look closely, you will find that the swaying fire can occasionally shine out the figures hidden under their black robe.

They were creepy faces like tree bark. Everyone seemed to be over seventy years old, exuding a deep and dead spirit.

What is even more terrifying is that behind them is a pure white throne. After careful observation, you can find that this throne is actually built of thick white bones!

"Zuo Ziru, the task has not been completed, do you have the face to come back?" A cold voice sounded, and the person who spoke was a thin old man, who might be less than 1.5 meters tall.

"Zuo Ziru, you should apologize for your death!"

Another angry shout suddenly sounded, the sound was too intense, almost extinguishing the nearby flames, which scared Zuo Ziru to tremble all over.

"Forget it, Zuo Ziru, what do you want to explain? I'll give you a chance."

An old man closest to the throne suddenly pressed his hand and signaled everyone to be quiet. Then everyone lowered their heads respectfully and stopped talking.

This old man was the only person present without a black robe. His face looked much better than others, and his skin was not as dry as tree bark.

But if you look closely, you will find that his eyes only have whites, but no trace of black!

"Yes, the Great Elder..."

Zuo Ziru was trembling all over, obviously very afraid of the old man.

He carefully told what he had encountered in Donghai City, and Zuo Ziru bowed to the old man again: "Great Elder, I, Zuo Ziru, dare to swear that every sentence I said is true, and there is no false statement."

"You mean, that man was only in his twenties, but he almost took your name with one move?" The old man frowned and remained silent.

And the remaining few people have been in a bad mood.

"Zuo Ziru, I think you are farting. If he is really that powerful, can you still survive with your poor life?"

"Zuo Ziru, have you surrendered to that person?

The silence of everyone's questioning made Zuo Ziru's face look very ugly. After taking a deep breath, he gritted his teeth and said, "That man didn't kill me because he said he wanted me to bring a gift to the owner."

"Oh? What gift?"

Just before everyone wanted to question Zuo Ziru, a faint sound suddenly rang behind everyone.

They suddenly turned around and saw a young man with a cold face sitting on the skeleton throne at some point.

"Owner!"

Everyone hurriedly knelt down respectfully, and they didn't even dare to say a word of magnanimity.

"He...he said..."

Zuo Ziru also seemed very nervous, lowered his head deeply, and didn't even dare to look at the man.

Just as he swallowed his saliva and wondered whether to say what Lin Junhe said, he suddenly widened his eyes and screamed.

"ah!"

The next moment, a golden flame suddenly rose on his body for some reason. The flame almost instantly wrapped Zuo Ziru's entire body and started to burn violently.

"Um?"

When the young man saw this scene, he couldn't help but frown and stretched out his hand to press forward.

A gust of wind blew, but this did not reduce the fire at all, but instead turned the flame into a sky-sky fire.

In the fire, Zuo Ziru's eyes were dull, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face and he spoke slowly.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the voice was completely different from his own voice.

"I'm very interested in some of your things. I will pick them up in person after a while. Just wash your neck and wait."

Zuo Ziru's words were extremely disobedient, which made the people present suddenly furious and roared, wishing to kill him on the spot.

“Bold!”

"court death!"

However, the voice had just fallen into Zuo Ziru's mouth. Before the few people could have time to attack Zuo Ziru, they saw Zuo Ziru being burned into blue smoke in a scream, leaving no trace of ashes. A moment of silence, a dead silence, the men in black robe, including the old man, were shocked.
Chapter completed!