Be quiet.

Duanwang took his leave.

Song Yuan was alone in the room, thinking quietly.

The world is not at peace.

Undercurrents.

What to do?

"Only strong!"

"In the face of any enemy, the only thing is to be strong, and to smash all evil intentions... Just do it, it's over!

"So, my Qi refining cultivation has reached the first realm of Tongyu; My refining cultivation has reached the fifth order of the mountain, which is equivalent to the fifth realm of Tongyu, which is not enough!

"I want to continue to break through and become stronger!"

"Well, after the matter here in Hongcheng is over, I must go to the Tiangong Kaiwu Workshop of the Northern Han Dynasty to find a magic weapon that can assist me in refining the Golden Pill Immortal Fruit."

"Refining the Golden Pill Immortal Fruit and achieving the Golden Pill, wow, this is something I dreamed of!"

Presently.

Now.

Calm down.

Song Yuan condensed his mind, turned into a demon bone, and came to the Desolate Demon Hall.

Through thick fog.

The White Bone Warrior bows down.

Song Yuan walked into the magic hall and looked at the paintings hanging on the walls of the hall!

The first painting: a magnificent, bloody history.

The second painting: Forbidden God Diagram, in which the wolf king of the Xiaoyue Sky Wolf Clan is imprisoned.

Third painting: Bloody handprint.

Fourth painting: Skeleton mask.

Take a stroll.

Hands behind you.

Song Yuan stood in front of the fourth painting, and a line of small blood-colored words appeared in the frame..."What God cannot give, the devil can give."

Detective.

From the frame, Song Yuan took out the skeleton mask and immediately put it into his storage bag.

He muttered to himself, muttered.

"Since the devil gave it to me, then if I don't want it, won't I not give the devil face?"

"Okay, devil, give you a face, I reluctantly accepted it, no need to thank me!"

Suddenly.

On the picture of the fourth painting, the line of blood-colored small print was a little trembling and distorted.

It seems that he was angry with Song Yuan?

Song Yuan was very calm.

"What the devil gives, I will accept."

"Let me fall into the enchantment, impossible!"

"Desolate Demon Heart Method, Magic Energy, Magic Qi, Demon Bone, Magic Painting, etc., all demons are used by me... Hehe, it's a big deal, after the end, I will go to the capital to find Empress Ji and Aunt Xiqi, and they will help me suck it! "

Song Yuan, hehe.

"I like to be sucked by them, cough, and get rid of demonic qi!"

"Yes, this is a very serious thing, get rid of demonic qi!"

Moment.

The fourth painting, the small blood-colored print on the picture, was extremely distorted and almost collapsed.

?

Ha!

If the ancestor of the Desolate Demon Hall can wake up and face Song Yuan, I am afraid that the ancestor of the demon will definitely scold Song Yuan with righteous indignation... Don't talk about martial virtue!

This guy took the devil's things, on the other hand, he just didn't fall into the devil, and he was simply angry with the devil!

Song Yuan was indifferent.

He took a few steps towards the direction and came to the fifth painting, the picture was natural, still blank.

Unhurried.

Song Yuan sat on the ground, cross-legged, transformed into a desolate demon heart method, and began to observe and comprehend the fifth layer of the heart method.

The fifth painting will only be presented if one has understood, comprehended, and mastered the fifth mental method.

Song Yuan wondered what the fifth painting would be?

............

At night.

Duanwang means, terrace barbecue, everyone lively.

However, Song Yuan, Holy Hand, and Mu Qingqing were not interested.

Shintomi is killed.

They went on this trip to track down the murderer, but so far, they have not found any clues about the murderer, so they have no intention of eating, drinking, and not being lively.

Qi Keke, she took Song Yuan as the leader.

When Song Yuan goes, she goes.

Song Yuan doesn't go, and she doesn't go.

So.

Song Yuan, none of them went to the barbecue.

Duan Wang, his mentality: Happy in time, there is wine today, drunk today, tomorrow.

Escape?

Duan Wang was afraid, if he really escaped, then once he really ran out of Hongcheng, would he be in a different place?

It's business as usual in Hongcheng.

Calm.

There is nothing out of the ordinary.

In fact, this is the Hongcheng that the behind-the-scenes forces want to see!

If Duan Wang flees, it means that there is a big problem in Hongcheng, and the entire Nanming Prefecture will pay extreme attention to Hongcheng... This is definitely not the situation that the behind-the-scenes forces want.

Therefore, Duan Wang did not dare to escape!

Duanwang was very willing to cooperate with Song Yuan and them.

He provided as much assistance as possible, expecting Song Yuan and them to solve the problem once and for all.

Song Yuan and them, the three sect forces, are simply the last and only hope of Duan King!

Truly.

Nanmingzhou, if Song Yuan and them, the three sect forces, can't get it, then really no one can handle it!

"One step, one step!"

Duanwang's mentality is not bad, not in a hurry, and not in a hurry.

"Tonight, if you can be happy, be happy!"

He found a group of fox friends and dog friends, as well as the beauty of Fengyuefang, on the large terrace of the mansion, barbecue, singing and dancing, joy...

Gradually.

It was late at night.

Suddenly, a scream, a woman's scream full of horror, streaked across the night sky of the royal palace.

Even the people on the large terrace who were eating and drinking and laughing loudly heard it.

One by one, their faces changed drastically.

Afraid.

Disturbed.

............

Song Yuan definitely didn't expect that he was alone in the room, studying the Desolate Demon Heart Method, and suddenly screamed, "Kill!" "

Actually.

In fact, it was the Holy Hand who killed a coachman in the royal palace!

", their movement is too big, noisy!"

The Holy Hand was indignant.

The entire Duanwang Mansion, the people who remained, as well as Song Yuan, Mu Qingqing, and Qi Keke, all of them ran out and found the Holy Hand.

The Holy Hand informed the whole thing in its entirety.

"I didn't eat dinner and didn't want to eat it."

"I also have no intention of cultivating."

"So I washed and slept early, but after sleeping for a while, I heard the sound next door, that kind of action, a man and a woman... Grass, annoying batch!

"The sound, it goes on, it's getting louder, Nima, it's endless!"

Finally, the Holy Hand couldn't bear it anymore, so he ran out and went around to the next room.

It was another house next to the courtyard.

The Holy Hand definitely did not expect that, in fact, it was the wife of King Duan, the princess of the main family, and the princess actually ate with a coachman!

Passionate.

It's too loud.

The holy hand rushed over, however, the coachman who stole the food was annoyed.

He believed that the holy hand disturbed his good deeds.

He simply, punched and hit the holy hand!

The Holy Hand was surprised to find that this coachman had actually reached the cultivation level of the Nether Realm, which was simply outrageously powerful!

A fierce battle.

The Holy Hand seized the glimmer of opportunity before he killed the coachman with one punch.

Then, Song Yuan, Mu Qingqing, and Qi Keke arrived.

The crowd was surprised.

It's all weird!

Isn't it strange?

Duan Wang rushed over with a group of people.

He got a rough idea of the situation.

Then, thoroughly investigate.

Soon, a discovery stunned everyone.

In the coachman's house, they found the divine eye of the divine pupil... Vertical pupils!

Hammered?

It turned out that the coachman killed the god pupil, and then dug out the "vertical pupil" hidden in the center of his forehead and eyebrows.

The vertical pupil can be refined into a spirit weapon.

So, the murderer of Shenpu is the coachman?

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