The atmosphere in the hall instantly became depressing.
Duanmu Jingjing's eyes widened and she said, "Mom, is what he said true?
My father is dead?"
Before Duanmu Qing could speak, Lian Feng grinned and said, "Little baby, of course what I said is true.
Your father was killed back then."
"Lianyi, you've had enough," Duanmulin growled.
"Haha, you're angry."
Lianfen sneered: "When I come here this time, I have one more thing to say, that is, it was not Bai Jing who killed Pai Xiu.
Because before Pai Xiu and Duan Mufeng were killed, Bai Jing was not in heaven that day, and Bai Jing was killed by me that day."
As he said that, a white holy crystal appeared in his hand, which belonged to Bai Jing.
There was silence in the hall.
The temperature in the hall suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, and a thin layer of ice formed on the ground.
The space around Duanmu Qing made a sizzling sound, and small space cracks were being repaired and torn apart.
Looking at the Saint Crystal in Lianfen's hand, coupled with what Lianfen had said before, she felt that her mind was in chaos and her thoughts were in chaos.
Calm down, be sure to calm down.
She gave Duanmulin a wink and asked Duanmulin to take her daughter away first.
Duanmu Lin quickly understood, reached out and picked up Duanmu Jingjing, and then disappeared into the hall.
"Lianyi, what do you mean by coming here this time?"
Duanmu Qing whispered.
"It's not interesting.
I just want to tell you that there is another person who killed Pixiu.
Bai Jing just took the blame."
"It's been so many years, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Duan Muqing's voice was cold.
"Haha, it doesn't matter if you say it early or not later, the person is already dead anyway."
"Lianyi, don't think I'm afraid of you.
You've realized two things, and so have I.
If we really fight, you may not be able to kill me," Duanmu Qing said in a cold voice.
Lianwen was slightly startled, then smiled and said: "God, what do you mean by this?
I, Lianwen, have no intention of fighting with you.
Besides, I have no enmity or enmity with you."
"Then tell me, who killed Pixiu?"
"I'll tell you how I know."
Lianwen grinned and said, "I'm also confused myself.
But I have a way."
"What can I do?"
"Yuan Kong Mirror."
Duan Muqing's eyes flashed with light, and then he shook his head and said: "There has been no news about Yuan Kong Mirror for more than ten thousand years, how do you want me to find it?"
"These four forbidden weapons are Yuan Kong Mirror, Qing Shen Drum, Red Devil Sword, and Chunyue Sha.
As long as you get any two of them, you can find out the whereabouts of the other two forbidden weapons."
Lianwen waved his hand, and a dark red long sword appeared in his hand.
The long sword was the Red Devil Sword, one of the four forbidden weapons.
"The Red Devil Sword is in your hand."
Duanmu Qing frowned.
This Red Devil Sword was the treasure of the Demon Clan back then, but after the Demon Clan was destroyed, the Red Demon Sword has been missing ever since.
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"You have the Qingshen Drum there, right?"
Lian Yin grinned.
As he spoke, he threw the Red Devil Sword to Duan Muqing: "This sword is for you.
It's your own business to find the real murderer.
I have to leave first.
It's very soon."
The catastrophe of the Three Realms is coming soon, and I have to practice hard."
As he said that, he disappeared into the hall.
Why did Lianwen give the Red Devil Sword to him so well?
Could there be some conspiracy?
But she didn't think much about it at this time, because she wanted to know who the real culprit was who killed her husband.
With a thought, a small golden drum appeared in her hand.
It was the Qingshen Drum, one of the four forbidden weapons.
The Qingshen Drum was in the hands of Pixiu back then, but after Pixiu died, Duanmuqing found the drum.
Putting the Qingshen Drum and the Red Devil Sword in front of her, a trace of divine power overflowed from her fingertips and merged into the two forbidden weapons.
In an instant, the figures of Drum Spirit and Sword Spirit appeared in front of her.
"Meet the Holy Spirit."
The two spirit beings said in unison.
"Let me ask you, where is the Yuan Kong Mirror?"
Duanmu Qing whispered.
Drum Spirit and Sword Spirit looked at each other and then closed their eyes.
After a while, Gu Ling opened his eyes and said: "In the Yang Realm, I can't tell you the specific location, but I can take you there."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sword Spirit also opened his eyes and said: "Yuan Kong Jing is in the Yang Realm, and Chun Yuesha is also there, and they are together."
In an instant, Duan Muqing's face turned extremely ugly, and he murmured: "Is there really Ling Rui, and the old thief Bai Jing turned into a lotus flower didn't lie to me."
She knew that Chunyuesha was in the hands of the seventh elder Duanmu Rui, but because it was snatched away that time, and now it reappeared, she had to doubt that Ling Rui was not Bai Jing, and that Bai Jing had really carried it away.
Black pot.
"Take me now," Duanmuqing said sternly.
As he spoke, the power of chaos enveloped the drum spirit and sword spirit and disappeared into the God's Palace.
Jiangnan City, Chengnan District, Wang Jian’s home.
Wang Jian has returned to Jiangnan City and is currently leaning on the sofa, squinting and chatting with the white-haired old man in the Blood Bagua.
He was the only one at home, and there was a big black dog lying in the living room.
This dog was raised by Wang Dabai after Dabai lost it, and he had been raising it for nearly ten years.
The big black dog, named Xiao Hei, was looking up at Wang Jian, wagging his big tail from time to time, and his tail slapped on the ground, making a snapping sound.
At this time, Lu Ling walked out of the study.
She glanced at Xiao Hei, then reached out and touched Xiao Hei's dog head and said, "Seeing as you are idle every day, you might as well come and help me work."
Xiao Hei glared at her, then bared his teeth.
"Take it out for a walk.
Don't bother me here.
I want to practice."
Wang Jian said speechlessly.
"Okay, okay."
Green Ling said, patting Xiao Hei's back: "Let's go."
At this moment, Wang Jian's expression changed, and then he said in a trembling voice: "Who is it?"
Just now, he sensed a breath of the Holy Spirit, which was coming towards this direction quickly.
"Sure enough, they are coming here, have you been exposed?"
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Wang Jian's eyes flashed with coldness, and with a thought, the power of chaos enveloped the green spirit and the mirror spirit in the study, and their figures disappeared.
At this time, the sky above Jiangnan City.
Duanmu Qing was floating in the clouds, while Drum Spirit and Sword Spirit stood beside her.
"The breath has started to move, go over there."
Gu Ling pointed to the sky not far away.
I saw a ray of light passing by, bringing up a long dragon of smoke.
That ray of light was none other than Wang Jian.
Duanmuqing's face was full of murderous intent, and he grinned: "I still want to escape."
"Whoosh" her figure also turned into a ray of light, and she quickly chased after Wang Jian.
Why was it that the jade pendant given to me by Hong Dao was discovered?
Wang Jian screamed in his heart, he didn't understand why he was exposed.
The two great saints were chasing each other in the air.
Wang Jian found that no matter how hard he ran, the other party followed him closely, as if he couldn't get rid of him: