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Chapter 1,202 Broken Strings

The life and death of the Lord of the Wind Palace must be decided by him.

After receiving Le Zhengjie's message, Wei Cheng frowned in confusion.

what's going on?

Previously, the reason why he let the Feng Palace Master go was purely because he felt that Le Zhengjie and others were enough to deal with the female Palace Master. Considering the situation of saving manpower, he let Yan Wu and others deal with her without asking.

I don't want to let this cult master go.

As a result, listening to Le Zhengjie's voice transmission, does it mean that the Master of Feng Palace still has a hidden identity?

"I think you will be interested." Le Zhengjie continued to say in the sound transmission.

"Okay, I'll wait there."

Wei Cheng responded a few times, then his body flickered and quickly disappeared from the spot.



Somewhere in a protected space.

Wei Cheng nodded to Yu Heng who was waiting outside, opened Huo Jianjian's magic weapon space, and walked into the former Lezheng mansion.

"Old Wei!"

In the mansion, Luo Tianyi was lying on Le Zhengling's thighs as white as jade, looking defenseless. It wasn't until Wei Cheng appeared that she jumped up excitedly.

This is a fairly elegant little house.

In the room, there are two large screens. One is connected to the bodies of Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengling to maintain the illusion that Yan He is staying in the hotel. The other screen is connected to the scroll on Yan He's leg. The scene

Live broadcast of the singer's promotion show.

In order to pretend that Yan He was still staying in the hotel, Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengling hid in Huo Jianjian's magic space from the very beginning. Only a handful of people Wei Cheng trusted knew their location.

"Hmph! When you walk into a girl's room, why don't you knock on the door first?"

Seeing Old Wei appear, Le Zhengling put away the cat ears on her head in panic, and said coquettishly: "I see you are fighting and killing outside, and you didn't even care about Yan He. They have all been promoted successfully, why don't you go quickly?"

Congratulations!”

What I said... Didn't I ask Longya to go back to the magic city with Yanhe first? And with the protection of Yeshan and Gumi, there will be ghosts if something unexpected happens to Yanhe!

Wei Cheng cursed in his heart.

However, he also knew that it was useless to reason with Miss Ling at this moment, so he smiled slightly and said in a tender tone: "It's not because I care about A Ling and Tianyi that I can't bear to leave alone! I have to leave.

, I have to take you south together!"

"……snort!"

Le Zhengling's pretty face turned red, turned her head away, and stopped talking.

"Old Wei, what's wrong with your hands and feet?"

Luo Tianyi, on the other hand, noticed something strange on Wei Cheng's body with sharp eyes.

After summoning the projection of Hades, even if he took the life-reviving pill immediately, the side effects were not completely eliminated, and Wei Cheng's hands and feet still had some symptoms of cracks.

But this time, before the promotion ceremony began, Wei Cheng also deliberately blocked Mini Tianyi's perception ability, resulting in Luo Tianyi being completely unable to learn any information about Wei Cheng during the entire battle.

"It's nothing serious. It will be fine after a few days."

Wei Cheng waved his hand, and a burst of life force surged out from his fingertips, mixed with mint-colored sound energy, and the cracks in his hand slowly disappeared.

Little Angel Yanhe is really considerate. Knowing that he had just experienced a big battle, he provided a lot of sound energy to help heal his wounds. Unlike a certain young lady who just sucked it up hard when the contract was signed.

My own blood...

Wei Cheng glanced at Luo Tianyi guiltily and found that the latter had not activated the singer's magical power of reading minds. Wei Cheng couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he reached out to the two women in the room.

"Let's go out and get some air. The dust has settled. I'll take you to deal with the aftermath."



In front of a temporarily built palace.

Jin Mule, who had white hair, had put away his slender posture, tilted his head, and seemed to have fallen into a drowsiness.

Suddenly, a white-haired figure arrived.

"Oh, I'm so scared."

Facing this sudden spatial fluctuation, Jin Mule suddenly woke up, thinking that an enemy was coming.

"Don't make trouble, it's me."

Before Jin Mule could press the alarm, Wei Cheng suppressed the hand of the member of Team 44, thus preventing a huge misunderstanding.

"Oh, Captain, it's you...why did your hair become like mine? Did you dye it?"

Seeing that the person coming was Wei Cheng, Jin Mule breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time a big question mark appeared on his head.

The point is, the two girls following Wei Cheng seemed to be used to having gray hair. Are gray hairs so popular among teenagers these days?

"Hold half, hold half the hand~"

Luo Tianyi now buried his little head in his cloak and hummed a tune happily.

Old Wei's bald head, isn't that a normal thing?

Just like when Wei Cheng used the singer's resonance, when he connected her sound energy, his hair turned gray; when he connected A Ling's sound energy, his hair turned dark red. It's the same reason. Now it's just connected.

The sound energy of Yanhe cannot be known at a glance.

"If I don't do your business, do you want to let me in?" Wei Cheng rolled his eyes.

Jin Mule stepped aside to get out of the way, but looked at Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengling behind him with doubtful eyes.

Because they were wearing cloaks that concealed their aura, and because the two girls did not exude the energy of a singer at the moment, they looked like ordinary people.

"Let them go in together, they are trustworthy friends." Wei Cheng gave an explanation.

After a while, in the center of the hall.

"Did you bring them with you?"

Even though Le Zhengling was wearing a cloak, she was still recognized by Le Zhengjie and was surprised.

"I want to say that the war is over. I just want to take them together to get some fresh air, and..."

Halfway through his words, Wei Cheng suddenly changed to a voice transmission method: "You also know that A'ya hates that I hide everything from her. If there is anything that needs to be concealed, I'll trouble Yue... Patriarch, take action!"

Forcibly erasing the word "father-in-law" from the summons, Wei Cheng pretended to have Le Zhengling's best interests at heart.

In response, Le Zhengjie stroked his beard, which was a little big.

In the end, helplessness turned into a sigh: "Forget it, let them come together. That guy can be regarded as their senior for the time being, at least he once was. Understanding the ending of his senior can also bring some growth to them."

senior……

Wei Cheng raised his eyebrows, feeling an ominous premonition.

"Where is Master Yanwu?"

"I'm back in the devil's capital. Lao Yan hasn't stepped into the realm of the Grand Master yet. Knowing this will only increase his troubles. I asked him to go back to be with his daughter first."

Le Zhengjie led the three of them all the way to the depths of the palace. Finally, they stopped in front of a special cage and nodded to the people guarding the door.

Kuang Dang!

The door was opened, revealing a shackled one-eyed woman.

The master of the cult Feng Palace is the only master who survived this confrontation with the cult.

The other palace masters were either killed by Wei Cheng, or were handed over half-dead to the military for interrogation.

After all, at the last moment, the sword struck by Hades' projection was so powerful that it destroyed the entire battlefield into ruins, not to mention the incapacitated cult hall masters, who naturally would not end well.

"Do you still remember your real name?"

The Lord of the Wind Palace raised his head silently and did not reply.

Le Zhengjie's sleeves fluttered, causing a gust of breeze to blow open the Wind Palace Master's cloak, revealing an unfamiliar face.

Looking at the thin female face that lacked a glance, Le Zhengjie said solemnly: "I should still call you, the potential person who failed to advance before Oriental Gardenia, disappeared thirty years ago, and was finally judged to be dead.

The lost singer, Zhan Yin Lorra?"


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