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"Master, disciple, think it's better for you to take your master back." Zhao Hen shook his head and directly rejected Liao Zheng's suggestion.

Listening to Zhao Hen's words, Liao Zheng had already stared straight at him, as if Zhao Hen would not give a reasonable explanation, he would be rude to Zhao Hen.

"You are the ancestor of the Nascent Soul. Even if those people do it, who dares to accept this matter in front of you?" Facing the ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage, Zhao Hen still said slowly: "The disciple is just a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage. I believe that those who hurt my master will never be afraid of me. This will also help find out who hurt my master!"

Liao Zheng pondered, what Zhao Hen was talking about was the fact. Once the person who attacked the sneak attack saw him, the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, who would foolishly admit that he had attacked his apprentice? On the contrary, Zhao Hen, a junior, might be able to let the person who attacked the attackers relax their vigilance, and perhaps they could find out who was the one who attacked the master. However, the Mobei Wasteland was extremely dangerous. It was really unrest for Zhao Hen to investigate the sneak attackers here. After a while, Liao Zheng took down the necklace between Leng Ling's neck and handed it to Zhao Hen and said, "You can carry Leng Ling's necklace with you. Once you find out who did it, please notify me immediately!"

"Yes, Master!" Zhao Hen bowed respectfully after hearing this, and then handed over a jade bottle to Master: "Master, this is a bottle of healing pills. I will take it to Master every ten days, and the injury will heal faster."

During this period, Zhao Hen was busy refining sword souls and building caves, so he did not refine any pills. Now, what Zhao Hen handed to Liao Zheng was the only bottle of healing pills on his body. Although the effect was very ordinary, it could be used by the master on his way back to the sect. After taking the pills, Liao Zheng looked at Zhao Hen and was still worried about Zhao Hen alone. Then he took out a few ball-like things from the Qiankun bag and gave them to Zhao Hen: "These are a few fire thunder beads I have refined. They have great lethality. When needed, just use them, and don't save them!"

Zhao Hen reached out to take the fire thunder beads, and then watched Master Liao Zheng leave with Leng Ling. It was not until Liao Zheng's figure could no longer be seen in the air that Zhao Hen breathed a sigh of relief. Master Liao Zheng passed the danger and took it back, so it must be safe enough along the way. As long as you return to the Zi Lei Sect, there will be no danger. After waking up, you only need to recover from your injuries. But Leng Ling was seriously injured by a sneak attack, so Zhao Hen would not just let it go. Those who dare to seriously hurt Master Zhao Hen must definitely cut the culprit into a layer of skin!

At that time, the place where Master Liao Zheng saved Leng Ling was a hole that had been dug. I guess Leng Ling was hiding inside before. Zhao Hen walked in and checked without saying a word. After entering the cave, what caught Zhao Hen's eyes was a naturally formed cave. I don't know how Leng Ling discovered it. After being seriously injured, he struggled to escape here. Then he used his remaining spiritual power to activate the distress signal and cover the hole, and then fell into a coma. Zhao Hen could still see the blood spit out of Leng Ling inside, and at this moment, he had already penetrated into the land, dyeing the soil into a dark red.

Looking at these, Zhao Hen thought of the pain Leng Ling suffered at that time, and at the same time he hated those who attacked them more and more. However, this was not the address where Leng Ling was attacked. Except for Leng Ling hurriedly fleeing to make the place seem a little messy, there were no traces of fighting. There was no clue from here. Zhao Hen was stunned for a moment and then went out of the cave entrance and buried the entire cave.

Now Zhao Hen plans to go to the market to verify it first, but he is angry, but Zhao Hen has not lost his mind yet, and he is still calmly thinking about everything that may be found. Leng Ling was caught by someone because he was caught by someone because he was caught by someone, and the Qiankun bag was taken away in the chaos. Therefore, the most reasonable explanation is that the person who attacked him was thinking about Leng Ling's property.

Although it is the safest way to identify the murderer after Leng Ling wakes up, Leng Ling is seriously injured and coma and cannot wake up in a short period of time. Once the murderer leaves this place, it will be even more difficult to find it in the future. On the contrary, starting from some other aspects, it is easier to get the answer. Fangshi is the only safe place in the Mobei Wasteland. It is said that the backstage here is quite powerful, and this place has become a place where monks and monsters live while fighting. And here is the focus of Zhao Hen's visit.

However, along the way, Zhao Hen did not run directly to the market, but took out a high-level flying sword, and flew with a slower speed. The sword light was released far away, fearing that others would not see it. Soon, Zhao Hen's crazy behavior attracted the attention of many monks. Zhao Hen, a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage, actually owned a flying sword for the Nascent Soul cultivator. In the eyes of anyone, it would be a waste. Those who traveled in the northern desert of the Mobei were at least all the Jindan stage monks. Occasionally, there would be a junior at the peak of foundation building, but they were all polite, fearing that they would be missed. Like Zhao Hen, who had a low cultivation level and had a heavy treasure, there was no such thing as Zhao Hen who had a low cultivation level and had a heavy treasure to show off his market.

Less than two hours after flying, a seemingly powerful spiritual sense swept towards Zhao Hen unscrupulously. Zhao Hen ignored it and continued to fly with his own sword, but the master of the spiritual sense could no longer suppress it.

With a 'swoosh' sound, a sword light flew up from a mountainside and flew towards Zhao Hen. Before the sword light approached, a person's voice had already heard: "Fellow Daoist!"

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Chapter completed!