"Spell?"
Zhang Dehuai repeated Li Yun's words once, and then beca impatient, or didn't want to think about the aning of it, and said directly: "I don't care about spells or spells. If my grandson is dead, Song Yuan will pay for it!"
After speaking, he said to the two people around him: "You two go, put my grandson flat, cover it with a white cloth, and move to the ancestral shrine. After finding the murderer and killing him in front of my grandson, Let my grandson rest in peace again!"
The two young n looked embarrassed, but they still obeyed, retching constantly in the process, and were afraid to look at the corpse.
It wasn't until the corpse was covered with a white cloth that the eerie atmosphere in the room weakened slightly.
"Ugh."
Li Yun sighed inwardly, walked out the door, and was about to talk to Lian Yi when the system prompt ca.
"Ding, trigger the option event, please choose from the host:
Option 1: Stay here to track down the real murderer, reward experience value 1 million, all attributes 2000, purple gift bag*1, extra reward: dium detoxification pill*3.
Option 2: Leave imdiately and go to Heifeng Mountain to et the Sage of Fanqing, reward experience value 200,000, free attribute points 800, green gift bag*1.
Option 3: Call Concubine Wan Qing and ask the truth directly. The reward is to be determined. "
Ask Concubine Wan Qing, rewards to be determined?
Li Yun couldn't laugh or cry. Now he went to find Concubine Wan Qing, or even just called her, which would cause a lot of trouble.
Even if Concubine Wan Qing clearly tells him all the truth and all the conspiracies and tricks of the Six Demon Gates, Li Yun may not necessarily believe her.
Concubine Wan Qing's deeds are indistinguishable, and behind her there are 36 elders, six noble masters, and a large number of nobles. These talents are the real masters of the six magic gates!
As a saint, the concubine Wan Qing has limited rights.
"Van Qing Sheng?"
After thinking about it, Li Yun took out the phone and dialed the number of the saint.
——The saint of the Hidden Sacred Valley, not the saint of the six magic gates.
The phone rang five tis, and in the sowhat worried eyes of Li Yun and Qing Yulianyi, they were finally connected.
"Qingsheng, is there anything abnormal on your side?" Li Yun asked straightforwardly.
"Find a big formation."
"Huh? Is it dangerous?"
"It's not dangerous, I can handle it."
The voice of Fan Qingsheng was cold and calm, as always, Li Yun couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
"Where is your side?"
"Song Yuan should have appeared. He killed one of his enemies and dyed the room red with blood."
Li Yun described the scene just now in detail and asked for off-site support to see if she could have any hints.
"There are two possibilities."
Knowing Li Yun's intentions, the Sage Fanqing said directly: "First, deliberately torturing the living, collecting his dying grievances, and putting his soul into the magical artifact to make it into a dangerous and vicious object."
Li Yun nodded. He had heard of this vicious thod of refining magical artifacts.
Human’s three souls and seven souls have mysterious powers, and evil cultivators like to play with human souls, such as gu worms, head drop technique, and infant ghosts.
"The other possibility is to leave the soul in the corpse and refine it into a zombie."
"The best way is to burn the body with a fire."
After listening to her story, Li Yun gave a wry smile and said, "Well, I'll consider it, thank you."
"Well, be careful."
Saint Fan Qing hung up, and Elder Wu next to her looked at her in surprise, knowing that Saint Fan Qing would never say such kind words in the Hidden Sacred Valley.
She actually makes people more careful?
This Li Yun, after all...
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