Chapter 433 Su Twelve escapes, the new discovery of the long-faced monk
"Will Fellow Daoist Hou be born again within a hundred years? This is a good thing!"
"By then, I hope you and your master can come to the Duanmu Family as guests!"
"That's it for today, Yunfeng, let's go!"
After saying that, Duanmu Fenlong's figure slowly rose into the sky and went away into the distance. ??
The long-faced monk glanced at Su Twelve and the puppet respectively, and finally stared at the little girl Feng Fei in Su Twelve's arms for a few times, frowning slightly, and his eyes flashed with thinking.
But the man rose into the air with his sword and followed closely behind Duanmu Fenlong.
At the same time, the Duanmu family monks from other directions followed closely behind.
Seeing the eleven figures headed by Duanmu Fenlong disappear into the sky, for a long time, Su Twelve breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
But the emotion on his face didn't change much. He turned to look at the mysterious puppet. The latter's aura was completely restrained and he had no intention of speaking. He just used the secret technique of sound transmission to speak to Su Twelve.
"Walk!"
As soon as the mysterious man's voice rang out in his mind, several escape talismans in Su Twelve's hands turned into flowing light, engulfing him, the little girl Feng Fei, and the mysterious man's puppet.
The light of the talisman flashed past, and the three people, wrapped in the escaping light, flew away in the opposite direction at extremely fast speeds.
In just a blink of an eye, the three of them were far away from Qinghe City and disappeared.
In the sky more than ten miles away from Qinghe City, Duanmu Fenlong stood proudly, turning to look at the long-faced monk next to him.
"Yunfeng, what do you think of Hou Sihai who is about to be born?"
The long-faced monk stood ten feet away from Duanmu Fenlong and immediately replied:
"If Hou Sihai is really born, his cultivation level must be at least at the Nascent Soul stage."
"Before he disappeared that year, he had turned the entire Zhao Dynasty upside down. If he reappears now, I'm afraid there will be another uproar!!!"
"Whether this matter is good or bad, I don't dare to speculate! It all depends on how the two ancestors of the dynasty make a decision!"
"On the contrary, that boy just now... um..."
The long-faced monk answered quickly. As he spoke, he hesitated when he mentioned Su Twelve.
Duanmu Fenlong saw that he had something to say and asked, "Oh? What's the problem with that kid?"
The long-faced monk hurriedly said: "There is nothing wrong with that boy, but the girl in his arms always seems familiar to my subordinates!"
Duanmu Fenlong grinned, "Looks familiar? That little girl is just a mortal, but she actually looks familiar to you? Could it be that she is your child outside?"
"Everything that boy said is consistent with Hou Sihai's situation!"
"However, holding a mortal girl in his arms for no reason is indeed a bit strange."
Listening to Duanmu Fenlong's voice, the long-faced monk's body trembled, and suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and said hurriedly:
"No! The murderer! He is the murderer!!!"
"Huh?" Duanmu Fenlong frowned, and his eyes instantly fell on the long-faced monk.
His eyes became sharp at this moment, but he did not speak, but waited for the long-faced monk to continue.
The long-faced monk took a deep breath, his mood became obviously urgent and excited, and he spoke quickly.
"That little girl is Feng Wuren's daughter!"
"Feng Renren is also a disciple of our Duanmu family. He is a good person and is well liked by the second elder. Before the second elder went into seclusion, he told his subordinates to take more care of him."
"I didn't expect that two years ago
, when he and his wife were out on a mission, they unexpectedly died, leaving behind a five-year-old little girl. At that time, the news of the death of the little girl and Feng Wuren and his wife was reported by his subordinates who went to Xiaohe Village to inform Feng Wuren's father.
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Duanmu Fenlong's expression became solemn and he said, "Oh? Is this happening?"
"Even if that little girl is the daughter of Feng Wuren, we can only say that she has a close relationship with our Duanmu family. How can we prove that that kid is the murderer?"
The long-faced monk hesitated for a moment, and then said: "The third master didn't know something, and there was something fishy about Feng Wuwu's death."
"In order to provide an explanation to the second elder in the future, my subordinates asked people to conduct a secret investigation. It turned out that this matter is related to Song Mingyang, your registered disciple, Third Master!"
"As far as I know, the Song family in Qinghe City has been making things difficult for Feng Wuwu's father in the past two years. However, these are disputes between mortals, so I ignore them."
Duanmu Fenlong put his hands behind his back and looked at the long-faced monk calmly. He did not interrupt him, but waited patiently for the next sentence.
The long-faced monk did not dare to waste time and continued speaking quickly.
"A few months ago, news of the discovery of thousand-year chalcedony liquid near Xiaoshi Village in Qinghe City spread to the family. At that time, the three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum carrying the scent of the thousand-year chalcedony liquid was brought by the servants of the Song family. And the three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum was brought by the servants of the Song family.
, they robbed it from Feng Wu’s father.”
"According to what the two servants said at the time, after they grabbed the three-leaf Ganoderma lucidum, they were defeated by an injured young man who didn't know whether he was a warrior or a monk in Feng Renren's hometown."
"However, this matter did not attract everyone's attention at the time. Instead, in order to satisfy the two servants' desire for revenge, the junior brother who was responsible for handling the matter gave the two men a bottle of marrow-cleansing elixir and a basic book.
The qi-refining method will help the two of them become qi-refining casual cultivators."
"Before setting off on this trip, my subordinates specially called in some of Song Mingyang's close friends and asked them about them."
"From their mouths, my subordinates learned another news. Before Miss Mu and the others went out to perform their mission, two servants of the Song Dynasty went to Xiaohe Village to seek revenge, but they were killed instead. When those two people died, there was someone in Xiaohe Village.
A large amount of thunder and lightning aura fills the air."
When the long-faced monk said this, Duanmu Fenlong's eyes turned cold and he said: "In other words, Mu'er and the others went for the thousand-year chalcedony liquid. My named disciple, Song Mingyang, went for revenge!"
"If I remember correctly, above the river where Song Mingyang died, there was not only the aura of the formation, but also the aura of thunder?"
The long-faced monk nodded and said hurriedly: "Third Master Mingjian. Judging from these circumstances, that boy is very suspicious. Even if he is not the murderer, Feng Wuren's daughter is in his hands, which means that he must be related to the murderer.
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"It's just that... this person has a special identity, and he actually involves Hou Sihai, the gold and silver master! Third Master, this matter is very difficult!!!"
Duanmu Fenlong had a gloomy face, feeling the three rays of light that disappeared within the range of his spiritual consciousness. His expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
The revenge of my granddaughter Li Mu, coupled with a magic weapon of quite good grade.
The temptation is still very great.
That third-level puppet is not bad, it is a very good magic weapon, even he is very excited!
But thinking about Hou Sihai's background, even he can't help but feel a headache.
In this world, what bad people fear is never good people, but evil people who are worse than themselves!
Hou Sihai, who has long been notorious, is an even worse villain than him!
Just when Duanmu Fenlong was about to move and felt entangled, two arcs of light flashed across the sky.