My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 393 So I'm Going to Kill You
A small golden bell appeared on Xing Dao's fingertips.

There was no wind at this time, but the little bell swayed gently, making a pleasant sound.

The bell is exquisite and contains a certain amount of energy. It is often used by various sects and forces to find and locate people.

At that time, the Lord asked Xing Dao to find someone and gave him a wisp of Feng Xinling's breath.

Finding people in the world is not an easy task, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, otherwise Xing Dao would not have prioritized and spent his energy to find the more troublesome sacred tree.

"The person this Pavilion Master is looking for is Feng Xinling."

"If I am not mistaken, that person should only have his spirit left, and now he is in your body."

The ringtone and the voice clearly reached Ye Wuyou's ears.

Ye Wuyou, who was a hundred feet away, suddenly stopped and then walked forward calmly again.

Previously in the Daxuan Baiyun Mountain City, Feng Xinling had sealed himself off and fallen into a deep sleep.

Now that Feng Xinling has woken up, has she been discovered?

A voice came from my heart, with an indescribable smile.

"It seems that this leader woke up early."

Ye Wuyou's expression remained unchanged, he just said silently in his heart.

"Then why don't you get some more sleep?"

"Tsk, you still have time to joke? If I were to say, this is your fault."

Feng Xinling's voice was tinged with a chuckle, and then it became heavy as he spoke slowly.

"If you hadn't come here and accelerated the recovery of my soul, it would have taken me another three months to wake up."

Xing Dao just stood there quietly, looking at everything in the scene with calm eyes.

The girl with the sword was still standing by, her eyes as sharp as swords, still fixed on him tightly.

Luo Qinghan kept frowning, but the look he gave her was not friendly.

tsk...

Xing Dao sighed softly and added.

"Luo Qinghan, this Pavilion Master is working for His Majesty, are you still going to stop me?"

When mentioning the word "Your Excellency", Xing Dao slightly emphasized his tone.

He knew that the three people in front of him were traveling together.

But Xing Dao was unwilling to waste his energy on getting entangled with Luo Qinghan.

On the one hand, this place is Qingqiu, and on the other hand, they are both people of the Great Xuan Sect, and there is no hatred or grudge between them.

I said this just to avoid unnecessary disputes.

Luo Qinghan's expression gradually became solemn, and there was even more doubt in his eyes.

Luo Qinghan didn't know who the Lord was.

But at least being in Daxuan, she also knew that the status of that "Master" was far above that of the Five Elements Sect, Lingxue Pavilion and Baiyun Temple.

After all, it was that Lord who sent someone to bring the message of "supporting Dayan".

Just those few words were enough to silence his master who disapproved of this move.

Now it seems that the so-called meeting was really a bit ridiculous.

But no matter what, the Lord who could make his master give in and several Seventh Realm masters listen to his words was not someone he could afford to provoke.

Of course, the premise is that it does not infringe on Luo Qinghan’s own interests.

But who is Feng Xinling?
But when she felt the energy emanating from the bell, a hint of enlightenment and sudden realization appeared in her eyes.

That was the aura of the person who suddenly appeared on Lu family’s Linlang Island.

At that time, I thought that person was dead, but I never thought that he fell into Ye Wuyou's hands?
Even though Luo Qinghan knew that Ye Wuyou practiced the art of devouring human souls, what was the point of keeping such a scourge around?
She slightly side-glanced at Ye Wuyou and spoke in a clear voice.

"Ye Wuyou, give him the Wind Soul."

His steps suddenly stopped.

The distance between the two was less than fifty steps.

But Ye Wuyou did not move forward.

He just looked at Luo Qinghan like this, then shook his head.

Luo Qinghan frowned, with confusion in his eyes.

"Why not?" she asked.

The voice of response came crisply.

"Can't give it."

Luo Qinghan was stunned at first, and then his voice was slightly annoyed.

"why?"

Luo Qinghan did not lose his mind.

Therefore, she didn't understand.

Just a soul.

It would have been fine if Ye Wuyou had swallowed it earlier, but it is still on his body.

From Luo Qinghan's perspective, the only purpose of Ye Wuyou's soul is to devour and absorb the magic he practiced.

The same is true of the current perspective.

The person in front of him is the Seventh Realm Lingxue Pavilion Master who comes with ill intentions, and behind him is the mysterious Lord, and all he wants is a useless soul.

Luo Qinghan may be conceited, but there is no need to make an enemy of him. Luo Qinghan is very clear about what is more important.

She looked further ahead.

Now that we have arrived in Qingqiu, we can hand over Feng Xinling's soul to the other party, and we will have another ally in the Seventh Realm on this trip.

In this way, the pressure on their group would be reduced, and Dayan's predicament might be resolved at once.

This is the most rational and cost-effective approach.

Ye Wuyou remained silent, and Luo Qinghan spoke up to comfort him again.

"Ye Wuyou, it's just a broken soul. What's the pity? At worst, I can find a few souls for you in the future."

As Luo Qinghan spoke, he did not notice the slight change in the expression of someone beside him.

A broken soul...

Lu Caiwei knew that she was not very good at speaking and had no way to interrupt their conversation. She just listened silently without saying a word.

But at this moment, she lowered her eyes slightly, hiding the complex expression within them.

She knew that Luo Qinghan had no ill intentions, but many things in this world are said by the speaker but taken by the listener.

A sneer seemed to come from her heart, filled with disdain and self-mockery.

"Tsk, a broken soul..."

Why is Ye Wuyou unwilling?

Feng Xinling felt the scene around her, but she didn't feel nervous at all. Instead, she smiled gently.

"Boy, what that little girl said is actually true, why don't you hand me over?"

Ye Wuyou didn't reply.

Feng Xinling paused for a moment, then spoke in a profound tone.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be so loyal. I don't want to see you and that beauty have a conflict. How about I make a sacrifice?"

Ye Wuyou's face was calm, and he responded calmly in his heart.

"Feng Xinling, why do you have to test me like this?"

Having his secrets exposed, Feng Xinling's eyes narrowed, and then he just chuckled.

"I just wanted to see if you would really be stupid enough to hand me over. Otherwise, I can only prepare for the worst. Now it seems... maybe it's okay."

"I'm very sad when you say that. How could I, Ye Wuyou, betray my friends?" Ye Wuyou responded indifferently.

"Am I?" Feng Xinling asked in surprise.

"Isn't it?" Ye Wuyou asked back.

Ha ha.

The two of them understood each other tacitly, but they didn't say anything to each other.

Of course Ye Wuyou would not hand over Feng Xinling.

It's not because of loyalty, nor because of anything else.

This guy knows too many of his secrets.

This is true.

Feng Xinling had already made plans. If Ye Wuyou was really so stupid as to hand him over to the other party, he would directly expose the news that there was a sacred tree in Ye Wuyou's body.

The sacred tree...

If this leader doesn't have a good ending, then you, Ye Wuyou, won't be able to survive either.

But right now, there are not so many concerns.

"Boy, have you figured out how to run? I can..."

Feng Xinling asked this in his heart, but he interrupted himself before he could finish his words.

The former seventh-level spirit smiled at this moment and sighed slightly in his heart.

I was confused.

How did I end up like this?

At that time, Ye Wuyou's cultivation was not as good as it is now, but he never retreated a single step.

With me in front, how could this guy run away?
Ye Wuyou didn't say anything. There was confusion in Luo Qinghan's eyes. Lu Caiwei lowered her eyes slightly, but the sword in her hand never relaxed at all.

Xing Dao looked ahead calmly, not caring at all about the conversation between Luo Qinghan and Ye Wuyou.

He just looked calmly at Ye Wuyou in front of him and raised his hand gently.

In the palm of his hand, a wisp of energy condensed.

"Have you thought it through?" he asked indifferently.

Ye Wuyou nodded and said.

"You tried to kill me earlier."

Oh?
Hearing this, a faint smile appeared in Xing Dao's eyes.

He said nothing, but his eyes seemed to be saying something.

so what?

Ye Wuyou raised the knife in his hand, grinned and smiled.

"So I'm going to chop you to death."

(End of this chapter)