The sword spirit fell in front of Ye Ling, looking shocked, and knelt down directly towards Ye Ling, and said in a panic: "Emperor... Help!"

Ye Ling immediately helped the sword spirit up and asked warmly: "Don't panic, take a good breath first, and then tell me slowly what happened?"

“Yes, yes…”

The sword spirit took two deep breaths according to Ye Ling's rhythm, and then he barely stabilized his emotions and said to Ye Ling: "Emperor, the friend you want me to find is dead!"

"Dead?"

When Ye Ling heard the words of Jian Ling, he was stunned and didn't react.

Ye Ling searched for the soul of the sword spirit and had a certain understanding of the friends of the virtual organization of the sword spirit.

His friend was named Donghua Sanren. Although his early cultivation level was not a top-level powerhouse in the Three Realms, his combat power was also among the first team. There were only a few strong people who could take his life among the Three Realms.

Such an existence must be offered to all immortals even in the fairy world. How could it be so easy to die?

The sword spirit nodded repeatedly and said panic: "No, yes... he is really dead! Moreover, his death was extremely miserable. His eyes were dug, his tongue was cut, and even his limbs were cut off. He was completely made into a human pit!"

"Man-pier?" Ye Ling was also a little surprised, "Can a dignified saint end up like this?"

"Yes, right! The method of attackers is too cruel and is simply despicable!" At this time, the sword spirit was full of fear, as if he had not yet come back to his senses from the terrifying scene.

Even if he was killed, his friend's fate would be too miserable!

Hearing Jian Ling's words, Ye Ling frowned, but he quickly returned to his peace and said to Jian Ling: "But even if your friend was sentenced to death, what does it have to do with me?"

"I should not be obliged to participate in your business, right?"

After the Huang incident ended, there was no longer any interest relationship between Ye Ling and Jian Ling. At this time, Jian Ling came to him, so there was no need for him to wade into the muddy water.

Seeing that Ye Ling didn't want to care about this, Jian Ling suddenly felt panicked. He hurriedly hugged Ye Ling's thigh and cried, "Don't, Emperor! The villain came to find my friend for you! Now something happened, the villain is in danger. Sir, you can't leave the villain behind and ignore it!"

The sword spirit hugged Ye Ling's thighs tightly and shouted sadly, looking extremely pitiful!

"release!"

Ye Ling threw away the sword spirit with disgust, but the sword spirit was like a dog skin plaster, and it quickly stuck to it as soon as it was thrown away.

Looking at the sword spirit's current appearance, Ye Ling couldn't help but feel a black line and complained: "Look at how you are now, you look like a saint? Will you scare you like this just by a man?"

That man was invented by Empress Lu of the Human World. This sword spirit is at least tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years old. He also has the cultivation of a saint. Now he has been scared by a torture from the mortal world, and Ye Ling also has speechless.

Jian Ling hugged Ye Ling's thigh with tears in his nose and tears, and cried, "Emperor, you don't know that this happened to you! The scene was so terrifying!"

Ye Ling sighed slightly, pushed the sword spirit away again, and said, "Okay, take me over and see, where is your friend's body?"

Although Ye Ling didn't really want to care about the life and death of this sword spirit now, he was indeed very curious about what it was that could scare a saint into his current appearance?

The sword spirit said tremblingly: "My friend's body... is in Kyoto, China in the human world..."

"Kyoto?"

Hearing the words of the sword spirit, Ye Ling looked at the sword spirit with an incredible look on his face and said in surprise: "How could it be there?"

Ye Ling learned from the memories of the sword spirit that although Donghua Sanren is not the strongest, he is still a famous saint in the fairy world. He has his own blessed world in the fairy world. How could he go to the human world and die in the Kyoto of China?

What's even more coincidental is that after Ye Ling originally planned to go to Kyoto after he was in the underworld, he went to Kyoto to deal with the newly established branch of the Shadow Palace in the human world. Now a saint has fallen in Kyoto and has been made into a human pig...

Ye Ling frowned slightly, and had to put these two things together.

The only two forces in the world who can treat saints as playthings are Xu and Shadow Hall.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling also began to pay attention to this matter and said to Jianling: "You lead the way first, and wait until I see the situation, and then make other plans."

Seeing Ye Ling agreeing to help, Jian Ling burst into tears and bowed to Ye Ling repeatedly, and said excitedly: "Thank you for saving your life! The villain is unforgettable!"

"Okay! Stop talking nonsense, lead the way!"

Ye Ling tore open the space and kicked the sword spirit in with one foot. Then he followed himself and left the Hundred Thousand Nether Mountain...

...

China, Kyoto, a villa area of ​​a wealthy man.

Ye Ling, who had changed into a suit, stood at the door of the villa area, looked at the sword spirit beside him with a look of surprise, and asked, "I remember your friend Donghua Sanxian, is a saint who has no desires and no desires, right?"

Jian Ling nodded repeatedly and said, "No, yes... My friend has never liked to care about the affairs of the three realms and has always been alone. Except for occasionally helping the virtual organization find the bronze gate, he basically practices in his own cave world."

Ye Ling asked again: "Then why are your friend going to see this place if you have nothing to do? You have nothing to do?"

If you want to experience the world, this Donghua Sanrenda can turn into a commoner, wander around the world, experience the ups and downs of life, the warmth and coldness of human feelings...

But this villa area is a famous wealthy community in Kyoto. It is home to wealthy nobles and top superstars with hundreds of millions of dollars. In this community, even the air is filled with the smell of extravagant money...

It is impossible to cultivate the mind or practice here... Ye Ling really can't figure it out. Why is a saint who came to live in such a place?

Jian Ling also smiled bitterly and scratched his head, saying, "This... the villain can't understand why. Donghua Sanren has always been pure and few desires, and he is not used to this kind of life of luxury and wealth. But he just lives here with his pseudonym Gao Feng, and there are several companies under his name..."

"Strange things..."

Ye Ling murmured, and did not stay at this door for too long, and walked towards the community gate.

The security guards at the door seemed to have not seen Ye Ling or Jian Ling at all, doing their own things on their own, and did not notice that outsiders had scrambled in.

Ye Ling and Jian Ling walked leisurely in the community. During this period, they met either top superstars with tens of millions of fans or rich people who often appeared on TV.

Anyone here who goes out to show up in public will probably cause a great sensation in society.

But... it is in this place where people with high status and high security are extremely strict, but no one cares about the dilapidated and stinky house at the end of this community.

Ye Ling stopped in front of the dilapidated house, and an extremely strong smell of blood came from him.

Without even saying it to Jian Ling, Ye Ling knew...

This is his destination.
Chapter completed!