Yin Mingchong stood in the courtyard while he formed a seal with his right hand, and then a mini roc formed from spirit energy appeared by his side.

 

Yin Mingchong stared at the roc and said in a low voice, “I heard that fellow Yin Donghai is still alive. Someone saw him a few days ago. That old fellow has been constantly searching for the child’s whereabouts. Let me ask you, are you sure that the child is really dead?”

 

As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Mingchong slapped the little roc on the body, and the little roc instantly transformed into a gust of wind that vanished.

 

Yin Mingchong was thinking about something, so he didn’t notice that a pink dress had appeared behind the pillar in the corner.

 

After Yin Mingchong left, the woman flashed out from behind the pillar and swiftly returned to her room before secretly making a call. “Yin Mingchong has finally revealed his identity and secretly contacted a person called Zhou Buwen.”

 

When the person on the other end of the phone received this news, she slowly curled her cherry red lips into a smirk. “This old fox is finally unable to hold back anymore?”

 

 

On Wind Blade Mountain.

 

A huge elephant descended from the sky and stepped on a flustered youth. That youth was dressed gorgeously. After he was stepped on to the ground, he immediately raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

 

The elephant transformed into a burly man. He was wearing a dark green cloak. His left eye was black, but his right eye was dark green.

 

The man raised the sword in his hand and pierced through the youth’s back. He nailed the youth to the ground. The youth struggled a few times and spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood before dying with hatred.

 

“Why did you come to Wind Blade Mountain at such a young age? Aren’t you sending yourself to death?” After muttering, the man grabbed the youth’s left arm and took off the interspatial ring on the youth’s finger.

 

He threw that interspatial ring into his interspatial ring and raised his head to leave when he heard the cry of a roc.

 

The cloaked man looked up at the sky and saw a roc formed from spiritual energy appear in the sky. He whistled and the roc circled high up a few times before landing on the back of his hand.

 

 

The cloaked man flicked the roc’s head, and it immediately spoke in human language. [I heard that Yin Donghai is still alive. Some time ago, someone saw him. That old fellow has been searching for the child’s whereabouts. Let me ask you, are you sure that the child is really dead?]

 

Upon hearing his old employer’s voice, a look of surprise flashed across the cloaked man’s eyes.

 

Yin Donghai?

 

man

 

someone from the Yin

 

deal. The buyer asked him to go to the Yin Clan to steal a little baby girl and kill

 

was really cute. When he stole her, he even hugged her little milk bottle the entire time and didn’t bear to

 

 

the child into the center of the abyss and let her fend for herself. At that time,

 

returned to the abyss, there were only

 

 

to the pigeon, “Patriarch Yin, don’t worry. That child has already been

 

that, the cloaked man waved his

 

away. He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him, “Divine

 

hearing his name, the cloaked

 

 

around. He saw a purple-robed mysterious person standing

 

him look imposing. Zhou Buwen recognized the person’s identity and cultivation level at a glance. His pupils dilated as he shouted,

 

there were only three Level 9 Purifying Spirit Masters. One was a Grand Warlock from the Elven royal family,

 

elf with elf wings on his back. Although Saint Xuan Ye had a head of white hair, he had long hair and was

 

 

the Saint in front

 

visit of a Level 9 Purifying Spirit

 

Lin Jiansheng warily. His hand reached behind his back and grabbed a space

 

“I wonder why Saint Ling Xiao came to Wind Blade Mountain personally

 

faint smile, “Space bombs are

 

skipped a beat and

 

 

away the space bomb and asked humbly, “Saint

 

for you to ask

 

done countless horrible things. For a moment, he couldn’t guess what Lin Jiansheng wanted

 

Young Master of the Yin Clan of the Divine Moon

 

hearing this, Zhou Buwen’s eyebrows

 

actually this

 

to fool him anymore. Zhou Buwen sized him up calmly and asked, “Saint

 

sneered. “That depends

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