Lang Zixuan entered the woods and couldn't help but feel happy when she saw it.

The one fighting Miffel was none other than Zhu Feng, who was scared away by the ghost.

I saw Zhufeng spinning around Miffel rapidly. Miffel's whip wheel was like a hot wheel, but it couldn't hit Zhufeng. Zhufeng took the time to punch Miffel three times and kick it.

Miffel was able to resist every time, but after a long battle, Miffel did not become impatient and cursed from time to time.

Lang Shuoyang held a silver needle in his hand. When Zhufeng turned to him again, he suddenly flicked his fingers and the silver needle shot through the air, hitting Monk Zhufeng in the middle of his acupuncture point. Zhufeng fell out with a somersault.

When Miffel saw this, she jumped up and rode on Zhufeng's back. She raised her fists and started beating him. The two fists were like beating drums, making the back of Zhufeng's head and back make a "puffing" sound.

After more than a dozen punches, Zhufeng couldn't bear it anymore: "Auntie, stop hitting me. If you hit me again, it will break!"

Miffel didn't stop and asked: "Are you convinced?"

"I'm convinced!"

"Are you still saying that I'm a little kid?"

"Stop talking, you are not, I am!"

Lang Shuoyang went over and pulled Miffel up and asked, "Just because he scolded you, you started a fight with him!"

Miffel said: "When I saw him downstairs, I told her, "Your junior brother is dead." Not only did he not believe it, he also said that my kid was talking nonsense. I said if you don't believe it, just go up and have a look. He didn't dare to go up yet, saying he was afraid.

Ghost! Then he followed me after I left, insisting that I admit that I lied and that his junior brother was not dead. I was anxious and said that if you follow me again, I would beat you. He said that my little boy was no match for him. When I got angry, he would fight with me.

He found this place to duel!"

Lang Shuoyang smiled: "You two are considered to be the best. You don't care about the priority of things, and you come here to duel over meaningless things!"

At this time, Nazha and Lang Zixuan had also arrived. Zhufeng got up and asked, "Where is my junior brother, where is Tuishan?"

Lang Zixuan said: "Miffel didn't lie to you. Tuishan is dead. It was the ghost king who killed him against heaven!"

Zhufeng put his head in his hands, turned around twice on the ground, and asked Lang Zixuan: "Is what they said true? Is my junior brother really dead?"

Lang Zixuan nodded: "If he hadn't died, the Five Elements Formation wouldn't have been broken so easily."

Zhufeng suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "I don't want my junior brother to die. Who will accompany me if he dies? Junior brother, you don't want to die!" As he said that, he ran towards the city hall like a madman, as fast as a car.

Like a crazy sports car.

Lang Shuoyang said: "No, don't let him hurt Yi Nan." He quickly followed back, not as slow as Zhufeng.

Seeing Lang Zixuan and Nazha standing arm in arm, Miffel couldn't help but wonder, "Why are you with her? Isn't she going to shoot us?"

Lang Zixuan came over and grabbed Miffel and said, "The Ghost King has run away. Nazha is a friend, not an enemy." Then he and Nazha walked back together.

Lang Shuoyang was afraid that something might happen to Yi Nan, so he ran towards the city government building quickly. His energy reverberated and he ran faster and faster. When he entered the city hall, he actually surpassed Monk Zhufeng, who was famous for his Qinggong.

The two of them entered the conference room on the tenth floor one after another. Zhufeng threw themselves at Monk Tuishan, who was being carried away by soldiers, and burst into tears.

Lang Shuoyang asked the soldiers beside him where Yi Nan was, and all the soldiers shook their heads.

An official nearby came over and said that Yi Nan had just gone downstairs to chase Nazha Lang Zixuan and the others.

Lang Shuoyang hurriedly went downstairs again and met Lang Zixuan and the others when they came back, but they didn't see Yi Nan either.

Lang Shuoyang is in a hurry. Longcheng is now in a lot of dangers. If he encounters zombies, it will be easier to deal with. But if he encounters enemies such as ghosts, Yi Nan may not be able to protect himself.

Everyone searched around, but it was already dawn and there was no trace of Yi Nan at all.

Nazha sent her soldiers to search for her, and checked nearby cameras. First, Yi Nan left the city hall compound, and then walked back to the street, but did not appear at the next intersection.

Checking the camera, Shuoyang remembered that the last time he was in Liangang, Yi Nan was kidnapped by Dai'e, and it was found out from the camera. The rescue almost failed that time, and he spent all his money on the secret marriage to save Naihe.

Yi Nan from the bridge was rescued.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel even more anxious. I turned around and said to Lang Zixuan: "I will find some of Yi Nan's hair, and let's do the tracking technique!"

Lang Zixuan nodded and asked Nazha for a car to take them home.

I found some of Yi Nan's short hair in the room, set up the altar and found out that Yi Nan is currently in the north of Longcheng.

Lang Zixuan said: "The north of Longcheng is a mountainous area. Why did Yi Nan go back there?"

Lang Shuoyang also said: "Yesterday we were heading south. If Yi Nan wanted to find us, we should go south. But now we are in the north. There is a high probability that there is danger!"

At this time, Nazha called and told Lang Zixuan: "I just received a report from a mage that the pagoda temple collapsed thirty miles north of Longcheng, and more than thirty monks all died tragically in the temple, and their souls were scattered. It is suspected that it was

The Ghost King has been there!"

As everyone was leaving, Lang Shuoyang suddenly felt a gloomy air in the room. He couldn't help but wonder, what kind of ghost dared to come here?

Lang Zixuan winked, and Lang Zixuan understood. The two of them walked to the door casually, and the other arrived at the window. Suddenly, they drew talismans at the same time and sealed the window door. They turned around and shouted: "Ghost, show up, otherwise you will use five thunders."

Todoroki will kill you!"

The bathroom door opened without any wind, and a shadow flickered for a few times. What appeared in front of me was Qing Lin with a resentful look on her face.

Lang Shuoyang didn't expect that it would be her. Just as he was about to ask questions, Lang Zixuan hit her with a ghost-suppressing curse, trying to seal Qinglin's soul.

Lang Shuoyang quickly knocked away the ghost-suppressing curse with a thunderbolt from his palm. The two magic powers collided, and the sparks aroused caused Qinglin to retreat continuously.

Lang Zixuan asked: "What, why did you stop me?"

Lang Zixuan said: "She is Huamei's sister, that is, Miffel's physical sister. Listen to what he said."

Qinglin said: "Do you want to know where the Ghost King is?"

"Do you know?" Lang Shuoyang asked.

"I know, he is on the thirteenth floor of the Tao Pagoda Temple. Your wife Yi Nan is also there!" Qinglin said.

"Why did you tell me?" Lang Shuoyang asked again.

"Because I can't defeat you, I want the Ghost King to kill you, or you kill the Ghost King just to vent your anger on me!" Qing Lin said resentfully.

Miffel asked: "Why are you so bad?"

Qinglin smiled bitterly: "I am a real villain, you are hypocrites, each other."

Lang Shuoyang shook his head: "Qinglin, you misunderstood us! I promised you to destroy the Corpse King, and I have done it. Miffel borrowed your sister's body with the consent of Huamei, and Huamei has become obsessed and can no longer live.

It’s a good thing for Miffel to use her soul to keep her body in the world. It’s not impossible for you to treat Miffel as your own sister!”
Chapter completed!