Chapter 561 Wuxie, You Are Free!

After Sun Minghan arrived, he cooperated with Nangong Xiu to search for traces of Lin Fengmian and Youyao.

But they searched and searched in this area, but never found Lin Fengmian and others.

Sun Minghan said in a deep voice: "Elder Nangong, don't be anxious."

"I have sent someone to inform King Tianze of this matter, and also to confirm the status of Jun Wuxie and their soul lanterns."

"I have borrowed all the available garrison troops nearby. How about we go back to King's Landing first and wait for news?"

Having said that, he actually had no idea about Lin Fengmian's survival.

After all, they had searched thousands of miles around and found no trace of the two of them.

The auras of both of them disappeared somewhere, most likely because they were captured or their bodies were destroyed.

Nangong Xiuhun said distractedly: "Since the palace master is already here, I don't need to escort you later. I'll look for you later. You can go back first."

At this moment, she recalled what Lin Fengmian had said and couldn't help but regret it.

If he hadn't insisted on letting him go in the spaceship because of some intimacy issue, he wouldn't have been chased and killed, and he wouldn't have suffered such an accident.

It’s all your own fault!

Sun Minghan had just learned about her relationship with Lin Fengmian. Seeing her sad expression, he could only nod his head.

"Okay, Elder Nangong, please be careful yourself."

Zhou Yuanhua also stepped forward to give some advice, finally shook his head, took the remaining disciples to another spaceship and left first.

Except for Nangong Xiu, Ming Lao also refused to leave.

He kept searching the waters with a pale face, and let out mournful cries from his mouth.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, don't scare this old slave!"

"Your Highness, how can I live without you? Your Highness!"

…

Chen Qingyan had no reason to stay and did not dare to publicize their relationship.

And she knew that it was useless for her to stay, so she might as well go to King's Landing with the other disciples to wait for him.

As the spacecraft left, Chen Qingyan looked sadly at the calm waters in front of him, and his pretty face under the veil couldn't help but turn pale.

This guy died like this?

Impossible, he must be fine!

Junior Brother Lin, I'm waiting for you in Junlin City, you have to come early!

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Chongming City.

The thousand-year-old Chongming Tower is closely protected, with guards on three floors inside and three outside guarding it.

Waves of melodious piano music came from the top floor of Chongming Tower. The beautiful music made people feel like listening to fairy music.

On the top floor, a stunning woman in a strapless palace dress sat here, ten green jade fingers gently playing on the Yao Qin.

After a while, a fiery red figure spread its wings and swept into the building first.

It folded its wings, quickly shrunk in size, turned into the size of a kitten, and walked back to the woman to lean against.

Four figures followed closely behind and appeared neatly in the building, but they did not dare to breathe and waited respectfully.

After a while, the sound of the piano stopped for a while. The woman raised her hand to caress the fiery red kitten and looked up at the four people in front of her.

When she found that there were only four of them, she frowned and said displeasedly: "Xiang Yue, where is Du Lao San?"

The strong man at the head, or rather Xiang Yue, was sweating profusely in an instant, and said bravely: "Go back to the king, the third child is dead."

There are only a few people in Junyan who can be called kings, and there is only one woman.

That is mediocrity and elegance.

At this moment, she asked in confusion: "Is someone coming from the Jun Yan Emperor's Palace? Or is it coming for support?"

Xiang Yue said with a guilty conscience: "No, the third child's body was cut off by the woman named Youyao, and his soul was killed by that boy."

Jun Fengya had a charming smile on her pretty face, looking at several people with cold eyes.

"So, if you kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator with one Cave Void Realm and five Fusion Realm realms, not only will you not kill him, but one of you will actually be killed in return?"

Xiang Yue and the other four people knelt down quickly and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, forgive me, there is a reason for this!"

"That kid left a boatload of people and left... He broke through before the battle, and was protected by thunder. I didn't dare to get close, so he took advantage of it..."

"After he escaped with the teleportation charm, we searched for thousands of miles but couldn't find him. It was like he disappeared out of thin air."

Hearing the sudden breakthrough and the thunderous thunder protecting his body and destroying the enemy, Jun Fengya's eyes flashed with nostalgia.

Not only does this Jun Wuxie look similar, but he also learned his favorite moves?

It’s so similar to what I learned!

But no matter how similar it is, it is still a fake after all!

Jun Fengya calmed down, shook her head in disappointment and said, "Is this the answer you gave me?"

Xiang Yue and the four others were sweating profusely and said in unison: "Please give us another chance, Your Majesty, and we will definitely atone for our sins."

Jun Fengya waved his hand and said, "Go ahead. I'll give you one more chance. If you can't kill him again, don't come back."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Xiang Yue and the four others did not dare to breathe and left in a hurry.

Jun Fengya stood up, walked to the window, overlooked the entire Chongming City, and smiled.

"Back then, the three of us were at loggerheads here, and a thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye."

"You returned to your fairy world, she became Queen Fengyao, but I became the king of mediocrity."

The wall grass under her feet rubbed against her legs and whined, as if to remind her.

And what about me?

Jun Fengya laughed dumbly and said: "Yes, even your spare food is respected, okay?"

The wall grass growled again, seeming to be extremely dissatisfied with the name of the spare food.

After all, he was the one who fought side by side with Ye Daxian and killed many people!

Jun Fengya ignored it, her eyes were far away, and I don’t know where she was thinking.

“Even if she became the Queen of Fengyao, she is still so blind about you. She actually believes that Jun Wuxie is you?”

A flash of murderous intent flashed in her eyes and said: “No matter what the old man Fourth Brother is planning, just kill him.”

A few days ago, she suddenly received a secret letter from nowhere.

The Tianze Dynasty planned to artificially create the reincarnation of Ye Xuefeng, intending to deceive the Queen of Fengyao and seize the throne and the holy position.

Jun Fengya originally sneered, but after the fake became popular, it really attracted Jun Yunshang to watch.

This made Jun Fengya feel that his IQ was insulted, and secretly cursed Jun Yunshang for still being in love.

Jun Yunshang, aren’t you a god of prediction?

How can you not even see such an obvious trap?

The cautious old man Ding Fuxia would not do such a thing as confiscating the family and exterminating the clan if he was not careful.

Jun Qingsheng is only in the fusion realm, and he does not need the holy position, so Ding Fuxia will not let him take risks.

The only person who could make Ding Fuxia give in could be her dead fourth brother.

Jun Fengya has always been skeptical about Jun Chengye's death.

She has been an enemy of Jun Chengye for many years and knows him best.

How could her arrogant fourth brother commit suicide because of Xu Zhibai's coercion?

Jun Fengya didn't care whether he was the one behind the operation or what evil intentions they were planning.

Her method was simple and crude, just kill the fake!

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Tianze Palace, the Ten Thousand Souls Tower where the soul lamps are stored.

The lights are located in the cavities on the tower wall, bright or dim, illuminating the entire tower solemnly.

A figure slowly stepped into the tower and floated in front of a burning soul lamp.

The three characters "Jun Wuxie" were written on the lamp holder of the soul lamp, which was burning vigorously at this moment.

Jun Qingsheng looked at the soul lamp in front of him quietly, his eyes flickering like the candlelight in front of him.

He suddenly chuckled and stretched out his hand to lightly pinch the light.

"Wuxie, you are free!"

The soul lamp was instantly extinguished by him, and the soul belonging to Jun Wuxie inside was destroyed. A wisp of light smoke rose up and dissipated in the air.