Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Song Qingge looked at the jade plaque itself. There was no spiritual energy seeping out of it, and there was no writing on the surface of the jade plaque.

It seems that what is in his hand is really just a simple jade token.

However, if this is really the case, why was it deliberately thrown in?

Song Qingge did not go downstairs to look. ??

The other party passed it on in this way, naturally he didn't want his identity to be discovered, so he just looked for it stupidly, but naturally he couldn't find it.

Song Qingge held the jade plaque and subconsciously tapped the handrail with his fingers.

Who is the one?

…

Less than half a month has passed.

At a certain moment, the bed in the room suddenly lit up with a dazzling golden light!

Not far away, Song Qingge's pupils shrank violently, and with a wave of his hand, he set up a barrier again.

Such a layer of barrier not only blocks out the breath, but also blocks out the light!

Within the barrier, Fang Lin was on the bed.

Fang Lin sat cross-legged and opened his eyes at this moment. There was a pale golden light in his eyes that was extremely bright.

Behind Fang Lin, the pair of grand wings appeared unconsciously, like a pair of big hands surrounding Fang Lin's body.

The vast and profound aura is gradually revealed at this moment, which is difficult to suppress and difficult to cover.

Like a giant dragon that opened its eyes, the overflowing aura danced in the air.

In the later stage of Dongxu, things will fall into place!

It wasn't until a long time passed that Fang Lin waved his hand, restrained his aura and dispersed his barrier.

However, there was still a weak, but like roaring pressure that swept across the entire room in an instant.

Song Qingge's eyes fluctuated violently, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Young Master...made a breakthrough?"

Fang Lin nodded lightly, with a slight smile in his eyes.

After a long period of seclusion, the result was another improvement in cultivation.

Now, in the late stage of Dongxu,

With the body of the Holy Angel, Fang Lin felt that he could be unscrupulous.

Especially since Liu Yidong was still in the Imperial Capital, there was no one behind him.

Imperial Capital, hurry up and start a storm!

…

A few hours later.

"Sir, a few days ago, someone threw a jade token in."

The sound came from the bed. Song Qingge huddled in the bed and stretched out a hand.

Fang Lin leaned against the head of the bed and turned to glance at the jade token in her hand and took it.

"Don't you know who the other party is?"

"I don't know." The voice that was isolated in the bed seemed muffled.

Fang Lin looked at the jade plaque, and soon a figure flashed in his mind.

Fang Lin was not sure whether this was really the case, so he dispersed a touch of spiritual power and poured it into the jade tablet.

In the jade tablet, the temperature gradually rose.

Soon, an undetectable voice came over.

"Master?"

Fang Lin heard the sound, and there was a bit of smile in his eyes.

Sure enough, it's her, Yue Yi!

This sound is transmitted and received with thoughts, and spiritual power is the medium of transmission. Such communication will not be overheard by others.

Fang Lin quickly responded, "It's me!"

Yue Yi's voice seemed to be somewhat rejoicing, "I finally contacted the young master! I'm not far from the young master. Do you have any instructions?"

Fang Lin thought for a while, "Hide yourself and wait for follow-up instructions."

"knew."

The simple conversation ended here. Yue Yi didn't ask any more questions. It was obvious that he had a clear idea of ​​his position.

Next to him, Song Qingge hid under the quilt for a long time, and then took Fang Lin's arm for a long time.

Climb out.

"Sir, where is the jade sign? Are there any clues?"

Fang Lin touched her head with his other hand, "It's okay, don't worry."

Song Qingge rolled her beautiful eyes, hugged Fang Lin's arm, rubbed it, and closed her eyes again.

…

The weather outside is getting colder.

Several old trees downstairs have lost all their leaves, leaving only bare trunks, which only adds to the desolation.

Many days later, Fang Lin stood on the balcony and stretched out his hand outside.

From the sky, there were scattered snowflakes, and the wind was very weak, accompanying the snowflakes as if they were dancing silently.

In the blink of an eye, it's already winter.

Song Qingge looked very excited, with a look of excitement hidden in her beautiful eyes.

If the current situation hadn't allowed it, Song Qingge would have run out to play.

Compared with Fang Lin, Song Qingge still retains the girlish side of her mind. Every time she feels these innocence, Fang Lin always feels sad and sighs in his heart.

Probably, this was one of the reasons why he kept Song Qingge.

Fang Lin met many women.

However, not everyone is qualified to follow him to the end.

In this world, Song Qingge is the first.

Maybe, the guy next door will be the second one.

However, Liu Yidong, as the biological daughter of the president of the Chamber of Commerce, might have a different way of getting along with her.

In the distance, there was suddenly a faint ringing of bells.

The sound was very weak at first, almost undetectable in the wind and snow, but soon it became louder and louder, and in the end it was like thunder and rumbling.

Fang Lin raised his head slightly, with an inexplicable light in his eyes.

Between heaven and earth, the wind and snow seemed to become more rapid.

…

"Master, bell

The sound came from the palace, and it sounded nine times in total! "

"The Imperial Bell is an extremely important thing in the palace. It is impossible to ring it on weekdays, let alone nine times."

"Nine ringings of the bell will only represent one message, that is, His Majesty has passed away!"

In the space ring, Yue Yi's thoughts came out from the jade tablet, and the voice sounded slightly anxious.

Fang Lin was walking down the stairs, and there was no look of surprise on his face when he heard the voice.

He had already guessed the meaning behind the bell.

"Follow me, don't get too close, wait for my order."

Fang Lin sent out his thoughts and quickly stepped out of the door.

On the streets, there were almost no people walking in the wind and snow. Now that the bells are ringing, there are even fewer pedestrians on the streets.

The existence of the Huangtian Bell is not a secret.

Fang Lin looked up at the sky and stretched out his hand to catch the falling snowflakes.

I don’t know when it started, but the wind and snow became more violent.

Raging, this description is not an exaggeration at all.

Fang Lin remained calm, stood up and walked towards the distance.

…

In Lingfeng City, there is a building that is completely different from the outside world.

Most of the buildings in this area are tall and towering, and their exterior walls are made of unknown golden materials.

Although there is no sunshine now, in the wind and snow, this golden color has a bit of sharp iron-blooded atmosphere.

From a long distance away, this very conspicuous building had fallen into Fang Lin's eyes.

In the depths of Fang Lin's eyes, there was a coldness that he had not seen for a long time.

Indifferent eyes!

Today, there is bound to be blood in this city.

No matter who is appointed in the edict left by the old emperor, this imperial capital is destined to be unrest.

And soon, Fang Lin felt a breath approaching.