2097.The Destination of Hatred
Cheng Guodong sat down as he was told. Looking at his look, Leng Xuan guessed that he had something to say, so he took the first step and said with a smile: "What? Do you have anything to do with me?" Cheng Guodong smiled and said: "I just saw the old man and the eldest lady. We have all gone out, and I know that you, boss, are at home alone, so I came here to sit down and ask you, by the way, how is the matter at the mausoleum? Is there any result?" Leng Xuan laughed, knowing that Cheng Guodong must not be able to bear it. I came here to ask out of curiosity. At that moment, he told what happened at the mausoleum, but he still chose to conceal some key points. After all, the less people know about some things, the better. What's more, Cheng Guodong's current strength is still too weak, and there is no benefit in knowing.
After listening to Leng Xuan's narration, Cheng Guodong was amazed. At this moment, Leng Xuan's cell phone rang suddenly. He took out his cell phone and saw that it was the call from Faucet. He quickly answered the call. After chatting for a few words, he hung up the phone. Longtou called this time just to tell him one thing, that is, all the cultivators near the mausoleum were gone. And they are now sending people to seal the huge hole to prevent it from being discovered by secular people. Leng Xuan shook his head, this farce was finally over. In addition, Longtou also told Leng Xuan another thing. That was last night, the soldiers guarding near the barren mountain were attacked.
It is said that at that time, a soldier noticed a man walking out from the barren mountain, so several soldiers immediately rushed forward, preparing to ask who the other person was. However, without saying a word, the man took action and knocked down the soldiers. Fortunately, the man didn't kill them, he just knocked them unconscious and they didn't wake up until today. According to the description of the soldiers, the man was a middle-aged man wearing ancient-style robes. Leng Xuan sighed. He knew that the so-called middle-aged man must be the spiritual puppet. It carries the hatred of Yan Chengfeng. Now that it has left the mausoleum, it must be ready to seek revenge from Lingyun Palace. I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause in the world of cultivation.
After chatting for a few more words, Cheng Guodong left the villa. Leng Xuan glanced at the time and saw that it was only nine o'clock in the morning, and there were still three hours until noon. He scratched his head, how to spend so much time? At this time, he suddenly thought of someone, that was Xiaoyun. During the last earthquake, Xiaoyun was injured. He put her at Zhou Jingpeng's house and left her to their care. Now more than ten days have passed, and he doesn't know how she is doing. So, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhou Jingpeng's number first. After a few rings, the phone was quickly connected. I only heard Zhou Jingpeng calling on the phone: "Leng Xuan, where have you been recently? I can't even find you, and I can't get through the phone."
Leng Xuan apologized with a smile and said: "Brother Zhou, I'm really sorry. Something happened during this period, so I was busy dealing with it. I only came back yesterday, and I will call you as soon as I get home. ." Zhou Jingpeng didn't ask too much about this. After nagging a few words, he said: "Call me at this time. Is there something wrong?" Leng Xuan laughed and asked: "Brother Zhou, Xiaoyun is now How are you doing? Are you feeling better?"