Chapter 594 Soulless

"Lingyao is fine, Lingyao is fine..."

Lu Fan muttered these four words and walked out of the inn.

Since Wu Kongling was able to write these four words on his palm, it meant that Wu Kongling must have known the situation. Although Lu Fan was very anxious, he also understood that Wu Kongling should not be forced too much at this moment.

Maybe, for Lingyao's affairs, he could only rely on Wu Kongling.

As for the latter must kill She Ling, Lu Fan can probably guess what's going on.

Since She Ling is also a demon cultivator, she must be stronger than Wu Kongling. According to Prime Minister Lu, she must be someone from a major demon cultivator. Wu Kongling naturally didn't dare to offend such a person.

With a sigh, Lu Fan secretly clenched his fists.

Of course he would never have thought that Lingyao was actually in Wu Kongling's hands.

Lu Fan is now full of anger, he just wants to find She Ling directly and kill him!

Just a few steps out of the store, suddenly a group of warriors rushed into the store from beside him.

Before Lu Fan realized what was going on, he saw several familiar warriors walking towards him. One of them cupped his hands to Lu Fan and said, "Mr. Lu Fan, please let me go. It won't be good if I hurt you later!"

Lu Fan carefully looked at the clothes on these people.

Suddenly, Lu Fan recognized him, frowned and said, "You are from the Lu family!"

The Lu family warrior nodded and said: "Yes, Mr. Lu Fan. Please don't stop the Lu family from doing business."

Lu Fan looked at the warriors rushing into the store, and said slowly: "You have been following me!"

The Lu family warrior replied calmly: "That's right. Patriarch's order. Since Mr. Lu Fan has obtained the news he wanted, please leave the rest to our Lu family!"

After finishing speaking, the Lu family warrior drew out the long sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "Catch everyone!"

Immediately, a group of Lu family children rushed into the store like wolves and tigers.

Lu Fan stared and said loudly, "You have arrested the wrong person."

The Lu family warrior said: "That's right, you don't need Mr. Lu Fan to judge. I only know that the Patriarch told me that following Mr. Lu Fan, there must be clues. Now I want to catch the clues!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden explosion sound inside.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew out from the backyard, it was Wu Kongling's figure.

Lu Fan looked at Wu Kongling from a distance, his lips moved slightly, and he said via voice transmission: "It's not me."

Standing in mid-air, Wu Kongling turned his head to look at Lu Fan, and then his body disappeared suddenly, as if he had never appeared before!

"Don't let her run away, form an formation!"

The warriors of the Lu family shouted loudly.

But at this moment, a thick smoke was released from the inn, covering all sights.

A group of warriors unleashed their strength and brought up a strong wind to blow away the thick smoke.

But when the wind blew, the smoke actually increased.

Lu Fan chuckled twice, and retreated slowly. Not long after, all the children of the Lu family inside, including the tenant, retreated.

After they all withdrew, the thick smoke suddenly subsided and disappeared in an instant.

When all the children of the Lu family looked inside again, there was no one left.

"hateful!"

The Lu family warrior shouted loudly.

Lu Fan said calmly: "It seems that you are not going well in catching the clues, so I will go first."

Lu Fan strode away with his hands behind his back.

Behind them, the warriors of the Lu family suddenly turned pale and quickly retreated.

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A moment later, in the Lu family, Prime Minister Lu quietly listened to the narrative of the Lu family warriors.

Nodding slowly, Prime Minister Lu said: "It seems that my judgment is correct. Lu Fan is really good friends with Wukongling, and this Wukongling has also approached She Ling and others."

Prime Minister Lu got up and called a middle-aged man. This person was unremarkable, with plain clothes and a humble expression. When Prime Minister Lu called him, he stepped forward slowly and said, "What is the master's order?"

Prime Minister Lu said: "Lu Bai, I told you to keep an eye on all the demon cultivators in the capital. Why did there such a big mistake this time?"

Lu Bai's face remained unchanged, and he bowed back and said, "Patriarch, it's not that the Lu family's children are incompetent, but that they came to the capital this time. Not only are there demon cultivators like She Ling, but their suzerain is also here. Just found out, The Ghosts and Gods Sect merged with the Ziyi Sect and changed its name to the Purple Soul Sect. Patriarch, what you are most worried about has happened ahead of schedule!"

Prime Minister Lu was surprised and said, "What? Their suzerain is here too?"

Lu Bai said: "Yes, Wuhun, the suzerain of the Purple Soul Sect, is here too. It's in the city, I don't know where. Unless the elder of the academy takes action, no one can follow him. It is also because he is in the capital. So Other demonic cultivators are more difficult to track down, and the demonic aura emitted by him alone almost covers half of the capital city, and it is all an illusion."

Prime Minister Lu thought for a moment, then said: "It seems that this incident is not just a disaster for my Lu family. What is he doing in the capital?"

Prime Minister Lu waved lightly, and everyone exited the study knowingly, and then gently closed the door.

The lights were all extinguished, and only a ray of light came through the skylight and shone on Prime Minister Lu's face.

"Why exactly?"

Prime Minister Lu closed his eyes and began to think quietly.

. . . . . .

At night, the sky is full of stars.

In the old alley, the door of Fatty Dong's tavern was open, and Fatty Dong was the only one sleeping inside with a wine jar in his arms.

Snoring like thunder, Fatty Dong was lying on the counter, talking nonsense in his sleep from time to time.

Suddenly, a black shadow slowly appeared from the door. The visitor was dressed in black, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, with two sword scars at the corners of his eyes, and there was no sound when he walked, not even the sound of breathing.

The long hair is loose, and there is no wind. The visitor stood at the door, looked at Fatty Dong on the counter, smiled lightly, and said, "Senior brother, I haven't seen you for many years, is this how you treat me?"

As soon as the snoring stopped, Fatty Dong opened one eye, glanced at the person coming, and said with a light smile, "Who was I at that time? It turned out to be you, a soulless old ghost."

Standing up slowly, Fatty Dong put down the wine jar and said, "You can sit down if you want, but there is no wine."

Wuhun smiled and said, "I haven't drank alcohol for many years."

Walking slowly into the store, Wuhun sat down on a chair, glanced at it lightly, and then smiled: "Withered heart god tree, you cut one of the only ten god trees in the world. I thought that you would use the sacred tree to do important things, at least you should make a handy dead wood sword, but I didn't expect you to turn the wood of the sacred tree into tables, chairs and benches, and even set up such a shabby shop!"

Fatty Dong laughed and said, "It's just wood. What's the difference between making a sword and making it a chair?"

Wuhun shook his head and said, "Violence."

Fatty Dong laughed and said: "When you reach my realm, you will know that there is no such thing as violence in this world. The so-called all things are born to support people is also nonsense."

Wuhun said coldly: "You are laughing at me. What's so great about the limit! It's not like being suppressed by heaven and earth like a dog, it's not as happy as Wu Zun."

Fatty Dong laughed loudly and said, "With a narrow mind like yours, you deserve to be unable to reach the limit for the rest of your life."

Wuhun snorted coldly and said, "Then should I say you deserve to be a sloppy little boss?"

Fatty Dong waved his hand and said, "Okay. After arguing for decades, it should be enough. When you were in Shimen, you refused to accept me. Now you still refuse to accept me. It is useless for me to tell you more. You still Tell me, what are you doing here looking for me tonight?"

Wuhun was silent for a moment, and said: "I'll come and see if there is room for me in this capital."

Fatty Dong immediately said: "You don't need to read it. I'll tell you directly, no. You'd better go back to your lair and practice with peace of mind. This way you can live for a few more years."

Wuhun said: "Why don't I believe that this huge capital can't accommodate me alone. Are you going to stop me?"

Fatty Dong smiled and said, "Stop you? I really have no interest at all. I prefer drinking to fighting. Besides, there are many masters in the capital. I don't need to take action. As long as you dare to move, you will die It's very miserable. That little guy under your command who pretends to be a talisman, hurry up and take it back. I see him with a bloody face, and he won't live long."

Wuhun said loudly: "Really? Who can stop me in the entire capital except you."

Fatty Dong shook his head and said, "You still don't understand. Can't you really feel that your feet are full of murderous intent?"

Fatty Dong stomped his feet and looked at Wuhun with a smile.

Immediately, Wuhun's expression changed slightly.

After a while, Wuhun said: "Of course I know that the formation under my feet is very powerful, but it still can't stop me."

Fatty Dong shook his head and said, "People who don't turn back until they bump into the south wall. Well, let me tell you what's in the capital. Does Emperor Wu's Little World know?"

Wuhun shook his hand and said in shock: "Is this thing really in the capital?"

Fatty Dong said with a smile: "Otherwise, what do you think I have stayed in the capital for so many years? Where do you think I will get something that I haven't even got. As long as this thing falls into the hands of a martial artist like you, you can kill You are like crushing an ant to death. Do you think there is a lack of martial arts in the capital?"

Soulless was silent, without saying a word.

Fatty Dong shook his head and said: "Go back. Before you reach the limit, don't think about subverting Wu'an. Your capital is still far away."

Wuhun slowly got up and walked out.

Fatty Dong looked at the back of Wuhun who was about to walk out of the shop, and sighed: "Little brother, sometimes being strong is not a good thing. Although the magic cultivator is fast, it is not stable."

At this time, Wuhun's voice became much calmer, and he said indifferently: "I know whether it is stable or not. Brother, thank you for letting me know today."

Fatty Dong said: "All the people from back then have died, and the rest, good or bad, are old friends. Junior brother, if you have time, go back to Chaos and sweep Master's grave."

Wuhun nodded slightly, and immediately his figure melted into the night.

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