"Is there no one else in your family?" Wang Zihan was a little surprised.

"Yes, my parents only gave birth to me. My neighbors always said that I was naughty and advised them to raise an honest child, but they refused. Even if I stubbornly wanted to become a disciple of the Tianshan sect, they clearly refused to give up.

I also agree." Ling Yunfeng said and pulled out the close-fitting cotton wool from his Tsing Yi.

"My mother stayed up late at night and weaved this piece of cotton wool with tears. My father cooked dozens of flatbreads for me overnight, worried that I would be hungry on the road. I originally thought that if I couldn't pass the test, I would just go back, but I didn't expect that I would just go back.

Passed three levels." Ling Yunfeng stuck out his tongue and laughed.

Wang Zihan looked at Ling Yunfeng's cotton-padded coat at the collar. The pinholes were so fine that he could tell that he had put a lot of effort into it.

"It's so beautiful." He praised sincerely.

"Really!" Ling Yunfeng pulled up his collar again proudly.

"Boss, come and pick up the custom-made sword!" Just as they were saying this, the group of them had already reached the door. Ling Yunfeng was about to go home. He was in an unusually good mood and shouted loudly towards the back door.

But there was no reply for a while. Ling Yunfeng listened carefully and couldn't even hear the sound of iron.

"Hey, it's really strange. It's not like that, so you have to stop work so early?" Ling Yunfengnao

He scratched the back of his head and looked at the sky.

Just as a ray of sunset swept over the sky, the busy market was still noisy!

The group of them walked into the back door and saw only a red iron ingot being burned in the furnace. The original appearance could no longer be seen clearly.

"The accounts must be counted in the front room, and the accounts must be counted in the front room." Ling Yunfeng felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly justified himself and walked towards the main room.

Prince Han frowned slightly, feeling something bad in his heart.

"Li Fei, look who's here..." Ling Yunfeng opened the door happily, wanting to surprise Li Fei.

But as soon as he stepped into the door, he saw blood all over the dark ground.

"Ah!" He had never seen such a scene before and screamed in fright.

"Don't move!" Wang Zihan yelled and rushed forward.

The few Tsing Yi disciples following him became alert and looked nervously in all directions.

Li Fei's head was tilted to one side, and his death state was extremely miserable. The separation of his body was neat and smooth, as if it had been chopped by a sharp knife.

"Look at the blood stains. He has been dead for two or three hours." Wang Zihan gently touched the solidified blood stains with his finger and frowned.

"Who killed him? Who killed him?" Ling Yunfeng did not expect that he would soon return home in glory, and his contact person who he had worked with for many years would die in front of him.

Originally, Ling Yunfeng came to say goodbye to him today and hand over the task, but he didn't expect that Li Fei was already dead.

"I don't know either." Prince Han shook his head slowly. He stared at Li Fei's frightened eyes, trying to see what was inside.

But there was nothing but dilated pupils.

"But judging from this method, he must be an immortal cultivator, and his strength should be that of a lower immortal or a golden immortal." Wang Zihan checked the wound, and his eyes drifted towards Ling Yunfeng intentionally or unintentionally.

"Senior brother, it's not me, it's definitely not me!" Ling Yunfeng thought that Wang Zihan was doubting himself, so he quickly backed up crazily, swinging his palms like a fan.

"I didn't say it was you." Wang Zihan originally thought it was nothing, but Ling Yunfeng's forced explanation made him suspicious.

He is a disciple of Nangong Quan, and he is not very familiar with Ling Yunfeng, so naturally he cannot trust him easily.

"If you want to know who the murderer is, there is another way." Prince Han pondered.

"What can I do?" Ling Yunfeng's voice sounded a little trembling, which was a sign of guilty conscience.

"Every inner disciple has learned the art of soul analysis. I'm not very proficient in it, but I know a little bit about it." Prince Han bent down.

"Fortunately, he has only been dead for two hours. If it had been longer, I'm afraid the murderer really wouldn't be found." As he said that, he stretched out his hand and grasped it in front of Li Fei's revelation. A crystal clear finger shone with colorful luster.

The beads appeared in his palm.

"Huh, I can only extract a few sporadic memories, I don't know if they are enough." Prince Han took a deep breath, as if he had consumed a lot of energy.

He injected true energy into the ball of light, and a picture appeared out of thin air.

"Boss Li, I'm here to pick up the custom-made sword!" Ling Yun called from outside the house.

The cry of the wind.

"Great!" Li Ji put down the sword in his hand, wiped his hands and walked out.

Standing in front of him was the smiling Ling Yunfeng! Prince Han continued to watch in surprise. He didn't know when Ling Yunfeng had arrived.

"Senior Brother Ling is here so early?"

"This matter is of great importance. Go find a piece of paper and write it down..." Ling Yunfeng in front of him looked a little anxious.

But as for what the big deal was, Prince Han could no longer extract it.

"But Senior Brother Ling, you know I can't write, but I can knock iron."

"It's okay, you go get the pen and I'll write." Ling Yunfeng waved his hand stubbornly.

In the next scene, the world was spinning and everything around him instantly became pitch black.

Prince Han was shocked. He knew what happened next without even thinking about it. Ling Yunfeng must have killed Li Fei, but why? He didn't know.

"Come here, give me Ling Yunfeng quickly..." Prince Han turned around. He was about to tell the disciples following him to arrest Ling Yunfeng, but he found that he had disappeared.

"Where are the others?" Prince Han glared at the few disciples following him.

"Brother Ling said he had an urgent need to urinate and had to go to the toilet first." Several disciples didn't know what happened yet, and looked confused.

"Fuck, go back to the Tianshan Sect and report to the master." Wang Zihan was furious. He didn't expect that the person who betrayed the Tianshan Sect would just slip away from under his nose.
Chapter completed!