Chapter 311 Licheng late at night! Yang Fang appears!

Before I knew it, heavy snow fell again.

On the thick trunks, snowflakes were piled up, and the cold wind was howling and whimpering.

It was pitch dark.

It's like being covered in rich ink.

A gray-black carriage was walking slowly in the snow, with a small charcoal stove inside, emitting light smoke, making the carriage warm.

Yang Fang was wearing a dark green robe, with black hair and plain eyes. He picked up a hot wine glass and tasted it quietly.

Opposite him.

It was Cao Wenlie who was wrapped in a red cotton jacket, a square face and a short beard.

He lifted the curtains casually, looked at the rich darkness and the snow outside, and sighed: "I finally left the city, where are you going next?"

As soon as Yang Fang returned, he found the other party.

Then, under Cao Wenlie's arrangement, he almost effortlessly asked to open the city gate, take a carriage, and leave the imperial city.

"I haven't thought about it yet, maybe I will stay here for a while."

Yang Fang responded calmly and told the truth before he came up.

"That's fine. Anyway, with your cultivation level, as long as the ladder does not come out on the third day, no one should stop you!"

Cao Wenlie nodded directly.

Suddenly remembering something, he smiled and said, "By the way, you seem to have commissioned No. 1 to issue a task before, and find someone to go to the Northern Region to help several fellow villagers. Is this task completed now? Do you still need people?"

He looked at Yang Fang with a diligent look on his face.

"What? Do you want to go there too?"

Yang Fang moved in his heart and looked at Cao Wenlie.

"Yes, I also need some black jade elixirs recently."

Cao Wenlie smiled embarrassedly.

The situation in the royal family is getting weirder now. The Imperial Pill that was originally supplied every month has not been released yet. He is inevitably a little panicked, so he wants to get the black jade elixir in advance and find someone to refine it.

"It's okay if you want to accept it, but my fellow villagers are now chasing the Cangqiu Temple, so you have to think it through."

Yang Fang opened his mouth and looked at Cao Wenlie deeply.

"Cangqin Shen Palace?"

Cao Wenlie's face changed slightly.

After a moment.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You only need to rescue your fellow villagers, and you don't need to have a head-on conflict with the Cangqiu Temple. You can try it."

He was naturally capable of living until now, otherwise he would have been wiped out by Pang Wanzhong and his men at Jiuyou headquarters.

There is no other ability, but in terms of ability to escape, it is definitely awesome.

Therefore, without a head-on conflict with the Cangqiu Temple, he should be able to rescue some people.

"That's fine, as long as you want, I have no objection."

Yang Fang smiled slightly, flipped his palm, and two magical elixirs flashing with dark jade light appeared, and he handed them to Cao Wenlie.

Yang Fang naturally wouldn't mind if he could borrow some power.

Otherwise, if he had to do everything himself, sooner or later, Cheng Tianye and the others would find out that something was abnormal, but now, the people who appear each time are different.

This gave Cheng Tianye and the others an illusion that there were many experts in the Tianshen Organization.

"These are two plants. After you complete the task, I will give you two more plants."

Yang Fang said calmly.

Cao Wenlie's eyes flashed, and he immediately grabbed the black jade elixir in his hand and carefully identified it.

"Good medicine!!"

He was surprised.

This level of black jade elixir is not common even in the royal family, and it is definitely considered a true top-notch!

Where did this No. 13 come from?

He became more and more curious about Yang Fang's identity.

The carriage continued to move forward in the darkness.

The cold wind is harsh and the heavy snow is drifting.

Cao Wenlie did not stay for too long. Not far from sending Yang Fang out of the city, his body flashed and soon came out of the carriage and disappeared.

Half an hour later.

The carriage passed through the dense forest, leaving two ruts behind in the snow, and finally stopped in front of the gate of Liujia Villa.

only!

After the carriage stopped, Yang Fang frowned slightly and looked at the area in front of him.

The night is dark and heavy snow falls.

The entire Liujia Villa has turned into ruins at some point.

There are collapsed stones, collapsed buildings, and traces of burning fire everywhere.

A stream of intoxicating incense slowly came from the ruins.

Yang Fang's eyes sank, his burly body flashed slightly, and appeared in the ruins. According to the breath of the [Drunk Soul Incense], he began to quickly search.

Not long.

He paused, appeared in front of a ruin, and waved his hand.

With a rush.

The gravel in front of me collapsed, and the sand and stones flew away.

Under the ruins, a ball of burnt black hair and some clothes were found.

"Liu Yun's hair and clothes."

Yang Fang talked to himself.

Before, just in case, Liu Yun and Liu Xianquan were marked by him.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled the fragrance of the drunken soul, and he thought that both the father and son had been killed.

It was not until he saw the scene that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems now!

Most of the father and son are still alive!

Yang Fang turned his head and continued to search in the ruins. After more than ten minutes, he flipped through the entire ruins and was sure that no bodies of the two were found.

He stood in the dark night, carefully distinguishing the faint breath in the air, and a trace of extremely subtle fragrance of intoxicating soul slowly floated from the eastern area.

His eyes flashed.

There!

Whoosh!

Yang Fang didn't think about it, his body quickly flew out, his feet fell on the trunks, and he quickly disappeared from here with the force back and forth.

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Under the rich night.

The cold wind whistles, whimpering and harsh.

A deep mountain is broken into a temple, with air leakage in the windows and a poor door.

Snowflakes were constantly blowing into the temple.

However, there was not a single torch in the temple. I didn't even lit it. I didn't enter to watch it, and I thought there was no one inside.

But no one knew that in the main hall, two figures were leaning against the corner of the wall and resting silently.

Liu Yun, a young man with a bare head, dressed in a yellow monk's robe, dressed as a monk, looked bitter at this moment, and his palms kept touching his head.

Every time he touches his hair, Liu Yun will smile bitterly.

"Dad, what can't you pretend to be? Why do you have to pretend to be a monk? I hate monks!"

Liu Yun couldn't help but say.

The wanderer he remembered was the kind of worldly man with fluttering blue shirt, black hair as dark as ink, and a magnificent shoulder and back.

Just like Yang Fang!
To be continued...