Looking at the blazing fire soaring into the sky, Long Qingyue quickly turned around and left.
As soon as Long Qingyue left, five or six figures came from the sky, four men and one woman. The leader was wearing a luxurious purple robe, with a handsome face, but a bit cold eyes.
Looking at the raging fire in front of him, the man in purple frowned and said, "This is not an ordinary flame. If I am not mistaken, it is a very rare strange fire."
"There was a battle here, and the people on our side died." Next to the man in purple was a girl in her late twenties, wearing a sky blue dress, as ethereal as a fairy, noble and beautiful. At this time, she lightly
He frowned and suddenly shouted loudly: "The air is poisonous, everyone, hold your breath!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the four men beside her all concentrated and held their breath. When they saw the solemn look on the girl's face, they couldn't help but feel a little surprised. This unknown poison could actually make the medical king of Xianling Pavilion fearful. I'm afraid that man
not simple.
You must know that their Xianling Pavilion can not only refine elixirs that can bring the dead back to life, but can also refine all kinds of strange poisons in the world that can kill people invisible.
"The people who dare to kill our Xianling Pavilion here should be those people." After saying this, the man in purple suddenly raised his head, flicked his finger, and a ray of cold light shot out like a meteor.
The dense branches in the distance were broken by the cold light, and only a flash of ice-blue light was seen, flashing quickly and disappearing in an instant.
"That's..." The girl in blue was slightly startled, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in her eyes.
"That man is so cunning, he actually wants to eavesdrop!"
"Senior brother, can you guess who did it?"
"You don't have to guess, you know who it is." The man in purple had eyes as deep as a pool, and there was an unconcealable light flashing in his eyes.
"You mean the master back then..."
"Shh!" The man in purple immediately made a silence gesture, and the girl immediately understood and did not continue.
Although Long Qingyue didn't see this scene with her own eyes, she could see it clearly. All of this was attributed to the little ice mouse. It turns out that the little ice mouse not only has the ability to heal injuries, but can also become invisible.
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That flash of cold light just now was the little ice rat.
Because of Long Qingyue's contract with him, even if she is ten miles away from the little ice mouse, as long as she closes her eyes, she can 'see' everything and the sounds around the little ice mouse.
This function is equivalent to a modern eavesdropping device, and it has endless uses.
It turns out that all of this was Huo Yu's errand. Recently, this bird has been secretly eating all kinds of rare medicinal materials all day long, resulting in too much spiritual energy. He probably doesn't know where to hide to refine it.
Long Qingyue sat on the rock and closed her eyes slightly. Before she left, she read the man's memory and found that the man was a secretly trained killer named Xianling Pavilion. Unfortunately, the man was only average in strength.
When you can enter the outside of Xianling Pavilion, your daily task is to kill people, and you don't know anything else.
Overall, it was quite rewarding, because the four men and one woman who arrived later said, 'The people who dare to kill us in Xianling Pavilion here should be those people.'
Among the four men and one woman, the man in purple robes whom Long Qingyue knew was Ximen Ting, whom he had met once on the street.
This person was extremely conceited and arrogant. He bought the Little Ice Rat at a low price and threatened Yang Huasheng. Later, because of Long Qingyue's intervention, the Yang family's crisis was solved, so Yang Huasheng taught her the beast control technique in order to repay her kindness.
In short, all this must be thanked to Ximen Ting. If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have learned such a good beast control technique.
