Just as Jia Lan was panting in Wei Feng's arms, a young man led by a group of pedestrians a hundred miles away suddenly fought a cold war.

What? How could Lan'er suddenly have the breath of aura in the direction of the Poison Mist Forest? How is this possible? With Lan'er's strength and level, she could not feel her existence, but she never felt it. Even if she sneaked into the palace, she did not find her, as if she disappeared from the peak continent overnight.

But that aura was obviously Lan'er's! And... it was Lan'er's emotional aura!

The young man had gray hair, mixed with a few black hair, and looked a little haggard. His gloomy eyes were deeply sunken, and his dark gray eyes were in deep thought. His slightly thin face and a little thin body made him look unhealthy and pale and weak.

When he was taking the oath with Jialan in the Water Temple, he secretly cast a spell on Jialan's wrist. Once Jialan was moved, he would feel something.

This kind of induction has never happened for so many years, including after she was crowned as Long Kun's concubine. This is also the reason why he has never been in a hurry to find Jialan to come back.

He firmly believed that no matter what kind of person Lan'er met, her heart was always here. And now, in the direction of the Poison Mist Forest and Valentil that he had just left, Jia Lan's breath actually appeared, and her emotional response also appeared at the same time.

This only shows that Jia Lan has been in Valentil all the time, but she has been hiding her breath with some method. But now, for some reason, she is actually moved, and because of her emotions, she has destroyed the barriers to her hidden breath.

A crazy scene appeared in Ling Luocheng's mind. He was originally cold-hearted, but now he became angry. The violent flames of anger made his magic suddenly raged.

Many worshippers, some of whom were just baptized, had never seen such a big worshipper. The team riding on horseback stopped immediately. Many people ran to Ling Luocheng and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with the big worshipper?"

Ling Luocheng was covered with blue magic, as if blue flames were burning around him. Even his facial features and clothes could not be seen clearly. A powerful pressure oppressed the people around him. Some of them had just been baptized and had even vomited blood and fell to the ground and dying, but he had no intention of stopping from running wildly.

A black-clothed vener who had just been riding a horse in front came over and said aloud: "Great vener! What are you doing!"

Ling Luocheng's body was shocked, and then he said to the black-clothed worshiper: "Take people back to the Water Temple first, I have something to deal with."

"How can that be done! The master said we are going back together!" The black-clothed worshiper spoke sharply and refused to retreat at all.

Ling Luocheng frowned with a pale face, and his gray eyes were fiercely staring at the black-clothed worshipper: "Are you looking for death?"

"Hmph, my master no longer trusts you so much now! Don't always take yourself seriously! You have to deal with the matters of the royal family of the East China Kingdom. I'm so embarrassed to be arrogant with me here!"

Ling Luocheng smiled slightly, the laughter was filled with chills, and the air around him seemed to condense. No matter how tough the black-clothed priest was, the gap in strength still made him dare not speak more. Otherwise, if Ling Luocheng really walked wildly, his terrifying strength was definitely not something he could compete with.

"No matter how much your master doesn't trust me, it has nothing to do with you. You are just a clown, why bother to humiliate yourself!" Ling Luocheng said sharply, "Or, take off his robe and fight with me to the death, and I will die happily. Or you will take everyone back to the Water Temple. I just go to deal with some things and will come back soon."

"Hmph! I hope you remember your words!" The black-clothed worshiper shouted, but anyone could tell the appearance of being strong outside and being fucked. He quickly rode his horse to the front of the team and said aloud: "Set out!"

Everyone looked at Ling Luocheng suspiciously, but without asking any more questions, the team hurriedly left, and the yellow smoke under the horse's hooves formed a faint mist under the moonlight.

When Ling Luocheng saw them walking away, he simply stopped riding a horse, turned over and dismounted, activated magic, and a pair of wings emerged from behind. However, unlike Wei Feng, the wings he gave birth to were like bats, not like Wei Feng, the wings he gave birth to were like eagles.

Ling Luocheng, who had dark wings and black clothes, flew quickly in the air and moved towards Valentil a hundred miles away. He couldn't wait to know what it was, which made Jia Lan, who was indifferent, so moved.

Meanwhile, in the town of Valentil.

Jialan slept peacefully in Wei Feng's arms, sleeping like a baby, without any precaution. Perhaps this is the only place to be her safe haven. But what she had already fallen asleep was that Wei Feng had set up a tight barrier, making her unable to sense the crisis coming towards her.

As soon as the curtain moved, a black figure appeared beside the window, with black hair shiny and shiny. It was Weiyang.

"Did you feel it?" Wei Yang asked, "This dark temple is really not the little shrimps in other planes. It seems that they have some skills. A small worshipper actually has such strength."

"Well, I don't know how he found out about Jia Lan, but suddenly he turned back and must have found Lan'er." Wei Feng stroked the soft purple long hair of the woman in her arms with one hand, thinking, "But I don't want Lan'er to get involved, it's time for me to come forward."

"Can you do it?" Wei Yang raised his eyebrows, looked at the affectionate look of the two of them, and then remembered that he had just been thrown away by Tangtang, and he felt even more depressed, and he felt even more disliked when he looked at them.

"You can't do it," Wei Feng smiled slightly, and his elusive cunning showed on his stunning face, "But who said he couldn't scare people..."

"You are so despicable!" Weiyang glanced at his brother and secretly complained in his heart, why are he a fellow woman with him? It's really a loss of price.

"There are methods to deal with people. These people have violated the laws of plane creatures at will, and it is a merit for me to stop them. But I take care of the old people in the divine world and will say that I use divine power for the sake of human women, so I don't plan to do it."

"He is here." Weiyang sensed it for a moment, and then knew that Ling Luocheng was not flying slowly and was almost at Valentil.

"Well, I put Jia Lan here, in the barrier, I guess he can't find it. You can follow me to meet this great worship." Wei Feng's lips raised, and the rivals he wanted to solve were just about to solve, one after another.

The following words do not count as money~~~

Xiao Mee has a cold and fever, and she will still have a day's class tomorrow. After coding this chapter today, she will go to bed. So you guys will be in the evening tomorrow and don't have to wait during the day.

Sorry, the hateful smog!
Chapter completed!