mtl008 Chapter 165
Chapter 165
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Hearing that Li Xin'er had died, old man Zhang sat down on the ground, muttering that it was impossible.
Old man Zhang rolled his eyes, and suddenly showed a fierce expression, "No, you killed Miss, it was you!"
Qin Jianglan looked at the old man Zhang furiously coldly, at this time the long-term workers from the mine also came up one after another.
Hearing the old man Zhang slander the two immortal masters, he immediately retorted, "Old man, you are spitting blood. Although we were confused, we knew everything in our hearts. We heard it all. You are the accomplice!"
"No wonder the farm kept losing poultry a while ago, and you refused to let them find them. It seems that you used them to feed monsters!"
"I saw a ghost in the farm before, it should be that monster..."
All the people spoke to each other, but old man Zhang took a heavy step back, leaning against the edge of the well, and one of them fell down without paying attention.
By the time everyone rushed to pick up old man Zhang, he was already cold and breathless.
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On the quiet mountain road, Liang Xiaoxiao was dragged by Qin Jianglan's hand, and couldn't help but sneezed loudly.
Qin Jianglan smiled dotingly, and led Liang Xiaoxiao into the woods beside him.
"Master, what are you going to do, I'm not just a casual person..."
Liang Xiaoxiao was clutching her chest, thinking whether she would give in halfway or give in, Qin Jianglan was already sitting on a rock, took out a torch and lit the dead branches on the ground.
"What are you doing in a daze, it's cold in the mountains at night, don't catch a cold."
Liang Xiaoxiao's face turned red, and she sat on the side. There are many dead branches here, and you don't need to deliberately collect them to get them.
While adding dead branches, Liang Xiaoxiao asked, "Master, where are we going? Are we not going back to the Cangwu Sect?"
"There is still a soul fragment that has not been found. The Demon Ancestor must be eagerly looking for it now. We must find the soul fragment before him."
Liang Xiaoxiao nodded, "But the world is so big, how do we find it?"
In the past, finding soul fragments was all by accident, but now she has to search deliberately, Liang Xiaoxiao doesn't know how to find them.
"It doesn't matter, now I have the 'six emotions', and the perception of another soul is stronger than before. With the general direction, it is not difficult to find the fragments."
The reason why Mo Zu can perceive it more keenly than Qin Jianglan is because what he is looking for is his own cultivation, and what Qin Jianglan lost is his own soul. For example, Qin Jianglan didn't find out in time before.
Only then did Liang Xiaoxiao feel relieved, "Then I am relieved..."
Speaking of Liang Xiaoxiao's drowsiness, and her words were not clear, Qin Jianglan laughed, and gently hugged Liang Xiaoxiao's head, letting her lean on his lap, "Go to sleep."
Liang Xiaoxiao hummed vaguely, and fell asleep happily in the silent mountain forest, leaning on Qin Jianglan's warm body.
According to Qin Jianglan's perception, the two of them drove Yufeng for half a day and finally came to a town.
The town is not big, but it is at the confluence of three rivers. The river boats are constantly coming and going, and the land road is also busy. It seems to be an important business town.
Liang Xiaoxiao and Qin Jianglan fell into the woods on the side, mixed with the crowd on the official road and entered the city.
The city is even more lively, not only Han people, but also other nationalities and even pedestrians from foreign lands.
The air here is mixed, Liang Xiaoxiao frowned, and whispered to Qin Jianglan beside him, "Master Zu, it seems that it is not easy to find."
"You can only take one step at a time."
The breath of the soul came and went, Qin Jianglan followed the direction and finally came to a suspicious place.
But when Liang Xiaoxiao saw the signboard hanging on it clearly, she couldn't help laughing, "Ning, Xiang, Lou..."
Qin Jianglan's face darkened. It was still daytime, and the gate of Ningxiang Building was closed, and it was unusually quiet.
There weren't many people standing at the door of the brothel in broad daylight, let alone a man who was cold and handsome, not like ordinary people, with a female companion by his side.
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