Wei Xian said frankly: "At the beginning of next spring, I will leave Ningfucheng and pursue that avenue."

Wei Xian knew what his father was going to say, and said for a long time: "Before leaving, I will pick a few good seedlings from the Wei family and teach them well. Since my father wants the Wei family to become the first, what's wrong?"

Wei Yingchun smiled and said, "Xian'er really knows that she is a father."

Wei Xian smiled indifferently and stopped talking.

He looked up at Wuning Mansion, his eyes full of admiration.

He met Xie Huaiyin that day, which was supposed to be a life-and-death battle. The reason was neither because of the secret book nor because of his circulating in the world, Wei Xian killed people, but because of another hidden reason.

Because of that reason, Wei Xian must die.

But in fact, Xie Huaiyin only sat with Wei Xian for half a day and discussed some things about the realm of cultivation.

Finally, Xie Huaiyin discussed with him about the fake death, and Xie Huaiyin said so.

"I Xie Huaiyin can only be trapped in the Beihai River and Lake in this life, but since you, Wei Xian, are not inferior to me, Xie Huaiyin, how can you do this for the rest of your life?"

"Great scenery, let's take a look!"

Wei Xian slowly moved forward and whispered: "I, Wei Xian, have never admired anyone from the bottom of my heart in my life, but you, Xie Huaiyin, are worthy of admiration!"

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The city was in a panic, but the three people in the restaurant were as usual. Li Fuyao has not left the restaurant these days. Except for occasionally going to see Chang Lin, who was unconscious, he spent most of his time raising a sword in the room.

Yufu personally cooked tofu in the past two days, which was exactly the same as what I had eaten before. The only difference was that the restaurant here did not have chili peppers and lacked some special flavor.

But it's better than nothing.

One evening, Wen Bailou came to the door again. This time he was wearing a long gown, with escalators and horses. He looked a little weird, but better than his previous armor.

In fact, no matter how the disciples of Wuning Mansion want to find out the murderer who murdered Xie Huaiyin, they should have no choice when facing Wen Bailou, a Taiqing cultivator.

But Wen Bailou didn’t want to be too arrogant, otherwise it wouldn’t be so.

This time, Li Fuyao took the initiative to invite Wen Bailou to drink. The two of them drank a lot. Li Fuyao insisted on not using his sword energy to force the wine out. Compared with Wen Bailou, a military warrior who was born in the military.

The difference is not a little bit.

In the end, Li Fuyao couldn't stand it and lay on the table and vomited wildly. Yufu gently patted Li Fuyao's back, and then looked at Wen Bailou with some resentment.

Wen Bailou was drinking alone, but there was a little more appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Li Fuyao.

Finally, Yu Fu helped Li Fuyao upstairs, while Wen Bailou left with a smile.

When he returned to the room, Li Fuyao suddenly mentioned that he wanted to see Chang Lin. Yufu had no choice but to support Li Fuyao in Chang Lin's room.

I opened the door and didn't know when I woke up. Chang Lin sat on the bed.

Li Fuyao was much more awake.

When Chang Lin saw Li Fuyao coming in, he was silent for a moment and said softly: "Uncle Master, Xie Huaiyin died intentionally under my sword."

Li Fuyao nodded and said, "I know."

He saw it very clearly that night.

Chang Lin said again: "But he didn't say that it wasn't my parents who killed him."
Chapter completed!