He mentioned to him that Hai Jing may be an undercover agent of the Bushimen.

Therefore, Liu Yu sent the dead soldier to send the dagger to Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu, which was to blame for all the crimes.

Just so happened that the deputy sect leader of Jiulong Gate could not withstand the coercion of death and provided Chang Boning with information that "Tang Swordsman may be a sect member of the Unseki".

A pool of muddy water has been enough to stir up until now.

Han Jing originally planned that after Feng Rugu was pulled to the devil's path, he would exhaust his soul and replenish his soul, and then hand him over to the 34th century to take care of him. The 34th century would naturally seek a position for him in the Bushimen and push him to a high position.

Before he died, he would hand over all the secrets investigated by the Taoist sect to him.

Feng Rugu’s relationship with the Taoist Sect is here. He will not allow the Taoist Sect to continue to decay, nor will he kill all the Taoist Sects, nor will he let the Demon Sect take the opportunity to attack the Taoist Sect.

He held many secrets he had collected for him, and could effectively balance the relationship between the Taoist sect and the Demon sect.

He was covered in filth, but he was clean and transparent.

Now, the Taoist sect has suffered losses and is busy dealing with the internal investigation of the frivolous matters, but the magical sect has no weight to restrain and balance.

So, he had to provide such a weight.

——He chased Chang Boning, killed those who deserved the crime, forced the insiders to feel fear, and led the disaster to the world's door.

Now everyone in the Taoist sect is in danger. When they heard that Tang swordsmen were in the Bushimen, they would immediately vent their anger at the Demonic Dao. It is very likely that they collectively led their troops to attack, just like when they settled the matter, Feng Ruyuan.

But he still had countless secrets in his hand, including the fact that Xuan Jijun turned into "Master Yang", concocted disasters, made "people pillars", and stealing earth energy.

He would openly ignite all these, even though he knew that after igniteing and igniteing, he would only end up with no bones.

Boning would find all the parties involved in killing Tang Daoke for him, and as Tang Daoke, he would give everyone an explanation on the spot, whether they want it or not.

...Mr. Xuanji, since you are seeking death, Mr. Jinghan will push you behind your back.

No destruction or establishment.

It's time for the abscess from the Taoist sect to be released.

Moreover, facing such chaos, he didn't believe that Lin Xuejing would not come out.

Recently, Han Jing always thinks of Lin Xuejing. When he first met him in the "Liushi", he held a golden and jade smoke gun and replied with a smile: "The more chaotic it is, the more interesting it is."

Is this kind of chaos what Lin Xuejing wants?

Did I fall into his trap without knowing it?

Han Jing couldn't think of the answer, so he stopped thinking about it.

For Lin Xuejing, the information he could get was so little that he could not make any judgment.

Since he didn't think of him, Han Jing remembered Feng Rugu, who he originally wanted to replace Lin Xuejing's status.

He still firmly believes that Feng Ruguru will not die so easily.

However, since he has always been in the dark and refuses to come out, that's all.

Han Jing looked at the moonlight and thought: As usual, if you don’t like worldly disputes like this, if you are happy, that’s fine.

Moreover, Chang Boning's two years of running around has always had an end and an answer.

Since he was determined to ask for this answer, he would give him his life together.

...

Two days later.

Ruyi in Qingliang Valley received a letter from Chang Boning.

He read the letter twice from beginning to end, frowned, held it in his hand, first met Yingxujun and Lu Yujiu, then turned into the bedroom, looked at Feng Rugu who was taking a nap in the bed, lowered his head and waited aside, waiting for him to wake up.

About half an hour later, Feng Rugu said "hmm" while sleeping thirsty, his eyes slightly opened, and a layer of mist appeared on his long eyelashes.

Ru brought him a cup of warm water, held his arm with the other hand, helped him get up, and was very careful: "...Entertainment Father?"

Feng Rugu: "Hmm?"

Ru Yi held the letter in his hand and wanted to show it to him: "Duanrong Jun posted a letter from the world and sent me a letter, asking me to go to the Bushimen tomorrow and ask him for an explanation from the Bushimen."

Feng Rugu was too lazy to watch, so he held the cup and sucked water, saying, "You go."

Ru frowned: "At that time, many people will go, among which there will be many enemies of the adoptive father... I may not be convenient for me to take the adoptive father with me."

Feng Rugu stretched: "It's okay, don't worry about me. You go and prepare first."

In the past two days, Feng Rugu has always treated him indifferently, making Ruyi want to apologize, but found that she had said too many bastards and didn't know where to apologize. She was full of entanglement and distress, and she tasted the pain of the word "love".

But he was not good at speaking, especially when Feng Rugu was very likely to recover his memory. He had thousands of words in his heart, but when he faced him, he could not say a single word.

So, thousands of words only summed up a faint "yes".

When he watched him walk to the door, Feng Rugu suddenly called him.

"You..." Feng Rugu asked softly, "I haven't fallen in love with me yet?"

Ruyi, who held the door frame, used a force and almost removed the entire door: "I--"

"It's good if there is no." Feng Rugu paused slightly, "If there is one..."

Like he turned his back to him, as if he was waiting for a judgment.

But all he waited for was one sentence: "Go."

Ruyi responded softly, calmed down and walked out hurriedly.

If so... the adoptive father, as usual, can you accept this intention?

Feng Rugu stared at his back until he disappeared completely outside the door.

The breeze drove two scattered strands of his temples. He rolled up one of them, gently stroked his fingertips to the end of his hair, with a different look on his face.

“…It’s good if not.”
Chapter completed!