The light of the teleportation array gradually scattered into broken stars.
Ling Zhongsheng looked at the place where Xiao Jinyan disappeared, thoughts racing in his mind, and he saw a brief flash of blue light on the table with the touch of his palm.
This is a special magic weapon used by Lord Wenfeng to issue orders, and can be used for sound transmission at close range.
"Use all your power.
Within seven days, I want to see all the information about Mu Chuyue, including the changes in her favorite dishes since childhood.
Act now, immediately, immediately."
Ling Zhongsheng's narrow eyes were filled with sharp light, and he suddenly thought of an anecdote he had heard about Xiao Jinyan before: several branches of the Hell Palace were destroyed, and the origin of the person who took action was still unknown.
The Palace of Hell is actually a cancer on the mainland, and even many prestigious families are unwilling to quarrel with it directly, and even choose to avoid its sharp edges.
This shows how great the negative impact of this force is.
As for the fact that the news of Xiao Jinyan's destruction of the branch of Yuyan Palace was completely covered up, it was still relying on the power of Wenfeng Pavilion.
The truth was completely blocked, and all the clues left by Xiao Jinyan's murder of the queen were eliminated.
Therefore, except for the senior officials of Yuyan Palace, Xiao Jinyan himself, and Ling Zhongsheng's Wenfeng Pavilion, no one outside knew about it.
They didn't announce the news to the outside world, and the Prison Hell Palace wouldn't slap themselves in the face and make noise in public.
As for how Xiao Jinyan formed a relationship with Yuyan Palace Judging from the time, it should be after this kid went to Yunye City.
Could it be Ling Zhongsheng put the tea cup on the table, and the light yellow and clear liquid poured out a few drops of water, which exuded a gleaming luster under the refraction of the green lamp.
His expression suddenly became serious, and he pressed the magic weapon to transmit the message again: "Check, what happened to Xiao Jinyan in Yunye City?"
He knew that the reason why Xiao Jinyan went to a place like Yunye City was all because of his instructions.
It is precisely because of this that Ling Zhongsheng spared no effort to help the other party block the news.
He would not allow Xiao Jinyan to become a thorn in the flesh of a major cancerous sect in mainland China because of him.
It is very possible that Gu Xinyan's death is related to Yuyan Palace.
Thinking of this, Ling Zhongsheng's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, like an eagle soaring in the sky and looking down at the earth.
"Junyan Palace," he snorted coldly: "Those who touch me need to pay a price."
He wasn't sure what secrets were hidden behind it, but one thing was certain that the Hell Hall had touched his bottom line.
What they should regret most is that they messed with someone they shouldn't have messed with.
Ling Zhongsheng walked to the window.
The window was pushed open with a blow, and the sunlight poured onto the pure white blanket, reflecting his chiseled face, which was similar to Mu Chuyue's face.
"Xinyan, have you really left this world?"
"Fifteen years have passed.
You once made a promise to me, but don't you think it all counts?"
"I miss you."
The man's dark pupils were illuminated by the sunlight and became as transparent as amber.
He seemed to have made up his mind and talked to himself in the air in front of him, his voice could not help but become as soft as a trickle.
"Wait for me, I will find the truth, even if you really leave me."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of gentle footsteps came from the steps.
Before seeing the person, all sentient beings already knew the owner of the voice.
In Wenfeng Pavilion, apart from Wu Lao, there was only one person who insisted on walking up.
That person had a special identity, his name was Ling Qinchu.
"Dad, Xiao Jinyan just came to visit."
The woman's slender hands, with skin as bright as jade, gently opened the emerald bead curtain, reflecting the green waves, as if they were transparent. xx4911131: