Luckily, I Have An Immortal Cultivation Simulator!

Zhong Xi was able to withstand the luck of these seven vicious bodies, which Lin Fan did not expect. It seems that this natural charming body has other uses besides a little surprise.

Whether Zhong Xi wants it or not, let her have this luck.

"Inheritance." Lin Fan said.

I saw a black aura appearing on Lin Fan's palm.

This breath is exactly the same as when Lin Fan extracted the luck of the seven vicious bodies.

This thing is that luck.

Lin Fan looked at Zhong Xi and said, "Come here."

Zhong Xi didn't know what Lin Fan was going to do, but walked over.

Lin Fan put his hand on Zhong Xi's forehead, and saw the black breath directly penetrate into Zhong Xi's body.

Zhong Xi immediately felt a burning sensation: "Young master Lin, I...I feel so uncomfortable."

Lin Fan said: "Your Cultivation Base is too low. I just helped you develop your physique. Can you improve your Cultivation Base even higher?"

"Really...really?" Zhong Xi said.

"Yes, bear with it, and meditate first." Lin Fan said.

He knew that this luck must be compatible with Zhong Xi, because the system once said that if a person can't accept the luck, he will die directly. Now Zhong Xi doesn't seem to have a big deal, and the system He also said that the other party can absorb this luck, Lin Fan believes that the system will not deceive him.

Zhong Xi sat in the Lotus Position at this moment and began to practice.

But Lin Fan left quietly, leaving this place with Li Jiuqing, killing someone and not running away, what is the difference between that and a mental illness?

The news that Yang Zhuo, the second son of the general, was killed quickly spread.

No one could have imagined that someone would actually kill someone in the capital.

And it was Yang Zhuo, the second son of the general, who killed him.

This is simply ignoring the rules of the capital.

Who is so bold?

Soon, General Yang Tianyuan led people to surround Shangbi Pavilion, and then started looking for people, but no one was found, and the murderer had already fled.

Yang Tianyuan had no choice but to leave with his people.

There is power behind Shang Bige, which he cannot provoke.

At this moment, outside Shangbi Pavilion.

A thick-backed man walked in the front, his face was extremely gloomy at the moment, beside him, followed by others, a man with a goatee said: "General, what should we do next?"

Yang Tianyuan said with a gloomy face: "Although Zhuoer often causes troubles for me, I don't have high expectations for this son, but he is my son after all, killing my son is tantamount to hitting me in the face and finding the way to kill him." man, kill him."

The man with the goatee said: "But the general, the people in Shangbi Pavilion say they don't even know who the murderer is, and we have no way to find it."

Yang Tianyuan said: "Since you can't ask now, then go to Xiangye and ask him to help us figure out who killed the murderer? But the old man must be paid, so I will stand with him in the future. on the same front.”

"Yes." The goatee man nodded.

Then, immediately burned Yang Zhuo's bones to ashes, and then went to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The man with the goatee saw the prime minister in Taoist robes, and said: "Peng Xiang, my general asked me to ask for one thing. I beg the prime minister to figure out who killed my young master?"

The prime minister in front of him was the father of Peng Yuan who was killed by Lin Fan a long time ago. Hearing what the other party said, he had kept his eyes tightly closed, but now he slowly opened his own eyes: "The general only said these things?"

The man with the goatee said: "The general said that we will be on the same front as the Prime Minister in the future."

When the prime minister heard this, he said, "I'll help you. Give me the ashes."

The man with the goatee handed over a basin of ashes with both hands.

"When did people die?" the prime minister asked.

"Just now." The man with the goatee said.

"That's simple. The only thing that can be calculated is the last sound he heard before he died." The prime minister said.

I saw the prime minister started to do something. He put the copper coins in the turtle shell, and then put the ashes in it.

Immediately following the practice, the turtle shell flew into the air.

A voice came from the turtle shell.

"You're right, but I won't let you go."

Lin Fan's voice came out.

The prime minister was originally very calm, after all, it was someone else's son who died, but now, after hearing the voice, the prime minister almost went crazy.

Because this voice is really too familiar.

This is the voice of Cao Mennen's father.

"Damn, damn, I know who killed Yang Zhuo." The prime minister turned his head and looked at the man with the goatee.

The man with the goatee stared at the prime minister. Why did he feel that the prime minister was a little sick? It was the general who killed his son, but now he felt that the prime minister was even more angry than the general: "Who?"

"Cao Men, Father Nun." The Prime Minister said.

The man with the goatee said: "Caomen? Father Nun? Why would someone name you Nen? And what kind of sect is Caomen?"

The prime minister shook his head and said: "I don't know either, no matter what magical calculation method I use for the Caomen sect, I can't figure out where the other party is. It seems that the Caomen should not belong to our Dagan Cultivation World sect. More like sects from other countries.”

The man with the goatee said: "So... the prime minister means that people from other sects have sneaked into our capital?"

The prime minister nodded: "If there are no accidents, it should be like this."

The man with the goatee said: "Thank you Prime Minister, I'll go back and report to the General."

After speaking, the man with the goatee left.

The prime minister squinted his eyes and gritted his teeth firmly: "Father, just wait... I will definitely find you and kill you."

And at the same time.

In the Dagan palace.

In the mansion of King Dagan, a man in a dragon robe held a portrait in his hand, and looked coldly at the kneeling person in front of him.

The man kneeling on the ground was a spy. He told King Dagan about the death of the general's son in Shangbi Pavilion, and also told King Dagan about the prime minister's calculation.

Although King Dagan has been staying in the palace, his spies are all over the entire capital.

He knew exactly what happened in the entire capital.

"So, the person in the portrait in my hand is the one who killed Yang Zhuo?" King Daqian looked at the kneeling man and asked.

The kneeling man said: "That's right, this person was discovered by the singer scout in Shangbi Pavilion. She saw the person in the portrait kill with her own eyes."

King Dagan narrowed his eyes.

The man kneeling on the ground said: "King, do we want to arrest this person?"

Daqian Wang said: "This matter has nothing to do with us, we can just watch the show, okay, you can step back."

The kneeling man responded and left.

"Cao Men...Nen Daddy...interesting." Dagan Wang said with a smile.

And at this time, a woman came in from the outside. The woman was wearing a princess costume, she looked graceful and luxurious, and it gave people a feeling that she couldn't be played with from a distance.

The woman saluted after entering the door: "Father."

King Dagan looked at the woman in front of him and said, "Yuyan, you are here."

It was Princess Yuyan who came, she nodded: "Yes."

At this time, her eyes fell on the portrait in the hands of King Dagan, her face changed instantly, and she cried out.

"Xing... Xing Daorong."