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"Although the evil son has a bad mind, he is jing'er's flesh and blood after all. Killing pays for his life. Although our Witch sect is weak, the disciples can't die. It's not clear that he can be bullied casually."

Although the old woman was very old, she had a sense of killing.

Jingjing didn't open her mouth. Knowing that the old woman's words were not finished, she waited for the following.

"Jingjing, it's a corner where you can practice and avoid disaster, but the world of mortals is the main road. Now that you've accomplished your cultivation, what's worse is the world of mortals' training. It's just through this matter that you go out of the mountain to deal with it and catch the thief!"

The old woman's face was calm. She looked at the burning incense and said.

"Yes, Jingjing, yes!"

Hearing the old woman's words, Jingjing's face moved, and then she answered respectfully.

... and in Zhang Shao's villa in the East China Sea, it's another scene, sitting in the master's seat falsely, looking gloomy, lips taut and silent.

Under him, green Kui stood on one side, knowing that he had not finished the task, shrugging his head. Liu Cheng and green trace were also standing on the other side.

Green trace is still on the phone, a pair of anxious appearance.

Just now, I feel that Wudang has already turned on the phone. It's just a false name.

Originally, in his opinion, this was a small matter. He intended to make the beater soften up and fight for a breath. As a result, he let the following disciples go out and get nothing after two days. He also made the other party accuse him of destroying the harmony of the eight sects.

Rising to a certain level, falsehood will not be more serious. It immediately means that the matter is unknown and will be strictly investigated and dealt with.

This time, I really lost my wife's life, but it's not over yet, and the next thing made me angry.

Just now Bian Dehai called. There seems to be something wrong from inside. But before he heard it clearly, he hung up there and couldn't get through again.

"Master, I can't get through yet!"

Bian Dehai is now a wanted friar. Anything can happen. Qingtrace is helpless. He looks at the worse and worse falsehood and insists.

"Keep fighting!"

Vain taut face, cold spit out three words.

In fact, he was concerned about the disciple of his apprentice for no other reason than that his father was his eldest disciple.

Tu Ru Zi, for the first disciple, how can he not be hurt by vanity? But later he got mixed up with the holy daughter of the witch family. When the matter came to light, they both committed suicide.

It became a permanent pain of falsehood. Seeing others and thinking about others made Bian Dehai pay special attention to it.

Even after Bian Dehai's accident, he tried his best to get rid of the clan on the surface, but actually there was a connection in the dark.

Qing trace knew his master's temper very well, so he had to keep on calling now.

Not long after, the phone did not get through, but received a phone call, wait until after the answer, green trace face has changed, want to talk and stop looking at vain.

"What's the matter?"

Vanity is not used to using mobile phones. Looking at the big gap in qingtrace's face, he wants to grab the mobile phone. At the moment, with a click in his heart, he stands up and asks.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he hugged his fist and said, "master, the witch sect just called and said that nephew Bian is dead. The other party wants to ask us for an explanation."

Flutter!

After listening to the false words, he directly sat down on the chair, his face became ugly, and his soul was about to be hooked.

Seeing the false look, he said: "don't be too sad, martial uncle. The news may not be accurate. The witch sect is thousands of miles away, so how..."

Green sunflower heart is also a surprised, throat peristalsis twice, open mouth to comfort way.

"Shut up

False hair are Zhang, just like a angry lion, suddenly let green sunflower behind the words into the stomach.

"Too much deception!"

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take a deep breath and clap the chair. I'm still angry. When I think of Bian Dehai's phone call, I don't have to think too much about it at all. The fierce mobile phone will come out.

He had reason to suspect that it was Ye Wanqing's hand, otherwise it would not have been so clever.

"Does the master suspect that ye Wanqing did it?" Green trace see what, as if to understand, immediately began to explore a sentence.

"Is there anyone else but her?"

False cold squint at him, words dull.

"Er..."

In fact, although Bian Dehai is wanted, there is Qingcheng sect here. Even if the other seven or eight sects catch each other, they will not kill him so decisively.

"In addition, it's the National Security Bureau. If it's done by the other party, they will be informed. They won't be so quiet."

"It must be ye Wanqing. I didn't expect that the Wudang sect was also a despicable person."Green sunflower then understand, immediately gas of the whole body tremble, the face of the beard root shaking, immediately shout.

"Hum, I'm going to visit myself this time. I want to see who is so cruel and cruel!"

With a big sleeve of vanity, the words are cold, and there is no doubt about it.

"Master, there is something wrong with this. Otherwise, I would like to go to work for you and capture the murderer. I'll ask you the whole story first, and it's not too late to say anything else."

Green trace quickly a embrace boxing, want to ask for a volunteer, say.

Bian Dehai's father is his elder martial brother. He is also very sad and indignant because of this relationship.

"No, just wait here!" He shook his head and refused directly. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Shao. He was kind: "I don't know if Zhang Shao can send someone to lead me to the thief's residence."

He was so angry that the disciples of Wudang sect became thieves when they came to him.

"I'd like to serve Shizu."

On one side, Zhang Mingyuan got up in a hurry, respectfully and readily agreed.

……

When ye Wanqing was downstairs, Morton lingered in the same place for a while. Finally, he was so cruel that he took the cake, touched the ring in his pocket and swaggered up the stairs.

His time is running out. Once Bian Dehai's body is found, maybe he will be associated with him soon. Before that, he has to deal with Ye Wanqing first.

When he came to the sixth floor, Morton took a deep breath to cheer himself up. He helped his eyes and knocked on the door.

"Here it is

The door opened quickly. Just two knocks, the door was opened from inside. At the same time, ye Wanqing's voice was like an Oriole: "younger martial brother, how can you..."

Before the words were finished, ye Wanqing, a housewife, looked stiff when she saw Moreton outside. Then she was surprised and said, "Professor Mo, how did you find my home?"

"Oh, you told me last time, Mr. Ye. I'm sorry to disturb you at night."

Morton's expression stagnated, and then he explained it softly. His words were sincere.

"Yes? I haven't told you before

Ye Wan Qingxiu eyebrows pick pick pick, then the sentence.

"Hehe, maybe you forgot."

Of course, this is not what ye Wanqing said. He used to follow each other and knew that he had stepped on the spot more than once.

"Well, maybe I've lost my memory recently."

Ye Wanqing smile, did not do much entanglement in this matter, eyes in the other hand's gift box stopped, said: "so late, what can I do for the professor?"

After all, it's late now. She couldn't get through to Ning Tao, so she sent a text message. Then she cooked a meal at home and waited for the other party to come back. Unexpectedly, she came to Moreton.

Now that she's a girl at home, she naturally doesn't want the other party to come in. What's more, we all know what Morton likes about her, and we have to draw a clear line. There's no intention of letting the other party in at the moment.

"Well, Mr. Ye, I'm leaving Huaxia tomorrow. Today is my birthday. I don't have many friends in Huaxia. You are my best friend. I hope to get your blessing!"

Moreton raised the cake in his hand and said, looking a little lonely.