Suning ignored him and grabbed Fu Yingguan's neck from afar.
The next moment, he flicked his index finger, pointed a finger at his eyebrow and said, "What does it have to do with me whether you close your eyes or not? What I want is information about that person."
"If you don't want to tell me, I will extract your memory and peel off the cocoons. I can always find him."
"Wow."
Wrapped in demon power, strands of it penetrated into Fu Yingguan's head.
Five minutes later, Suning threw it away, narrowed his eyes and muttered: "Dingsheng Luo family?"
"The mysterious man who helped the disciples of the Fujian family come from the Luo family?"
"Tsk, is this Fangxian the guard?"
"It doesn't make sense. What the Immortal Guards want is peace and stability in the small world. They want to ensure that the secret of collecting immortal power in the Immortal World is not leaked. If nothing happens, there is no way that they will interfere in the disputes between aristocratic families."
"But that smell..."
"Well, I can't feel wrong. There is no doubt about the immortal power."
"Even if he is not an immortal guard, he must be a monk from the immortal world."
Thinking about it, Suning walked straight out of the defensive formation.
"Little friend Yi."
Under the eaves in the distance, Wei Changqun and Granny Jiu waited for a long time.
Seeing Suning coming out, the two people immediately stepped forward to welcome him, and asked with flattering faces: "Who is coming? Fu Yingguan, the head of the Fu family, or Fu Baikuang, the ancestor of the Fu family?"
Suning was thinking about the mysterious master of the Luo family at this moment, and did not want to disturb his thoughts, so he waved his hand and removed the three defensive formations, and said without looking back: "Go and see for yourself."
Wei Changqun was so excited that he turned his head. Before he could give the order, the impatient Jiu Granny flew forward and uncovered the black scarf on the corpse.
"It is blessing that welcomes the crown."
"Hahaha, God bless my Wei family."
"No, it was Xiaoyou Yi who blessed my Wei family."
"Clan leader, Fu Yingguan is dead."
...
At dawn, the Luo family in Dingsheng City.
After bidding farewell to the second elder of the Fu family who had been running around all night, the head of the Luo family, Luo Miao, rushed to the forbidden area of the inner courtyard with a lot of worries.
Passing through the mist-shrouded illusion, he came to a three-story pavilion.
After adjusting his robes a little, he leaned over and clasped his fists, and said seriously: "Senior, the Wei family probably roped in other forces to help. The Fu family suffered a heavy loss this time. The eldest elder and the second son of the Fuji family were both buried in Hong'an City.
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"The ancestor of the Wei family is afraid that the situation will change again, so he proposed to advance the plan to annex the Wei family as soon as possible."
"Three days later. Three days later, the Fuluo family gathered masters from the fourteenth level and above to attack the Wei family with a double-team attack, and captured Hong'an City in one fell swoop."
"you......"
After thinking about it, he didn't dare to take a breath, lowered his eyebrows and said, "I think it's okay, but I don't know what you think about it?"
There was no answer for a long time, only the birds chirping and flapping their wings in the sky.
Luo Miao remained motionless and waited patiently.
Without the slightest air of being the head of the clan, he is really humble to the extreme.
"Can."
After a long time, a sweet and light female voice came out from the third floor of the pavilion: "Don't cause random killings. I only want Wei Fang's head on his neck."
Luo Miao was overjoyed and promised eloquently: "Senior, don't worry, I will personally deal with Wei Fangbo for you and cut that scoundrel into pieces."
"As for the Wei family's lower-level disciples and clan members, I will let them go if I can and will never kill innocent people indiscriminately."
The woman said indifferently: "Go ahead and don't disturb me while I'm painting."
Luo Miao was about to speak but stopped, and said with a dry smile: "Just in case, please give me a life-saving talisman, senior, so that I don't steal the chicken but lose the rice, and die like the elder of the Fu family."
"Whoosh."
What answered him was a palm-sized piece of purple talisman paper.
Falling from the sky, floating quietly in mid-air.
