Chapter 92 The Refiner Appears



Feng Ling was speechless and choked. Was this a monk's specialty or Wu Gong's special ability? Had he also cultivated the Vajra Shield with his hands?

"Hold a shovel or a sword?" Otherwise, would he still have those hands? Feng Ling couldn't bear it.

"No need, look, it's been dug." The peach demon crossed his arms over his chest and nodded casually in the direction of Wu Gong.

Sure enough, Wukong dug up the grave in just a few moves, revealing a new coffin inside.

Wu Gong closed the lid of the coffin very skillfully. He was really professional. It was very strange that a monk like him acted like a tomb robber. Feng Ling was stunned by what he saw.

"It's empty." Wu Gong turned around and said to everyone.

"What?!" Zheng Yuan stretched out his hand towards the coffin, and the secret guard immediately sent him forward. Sure enough, the coffin was empty, without even any clothes, let alone the corpse.

"How could this happen? My wife and I buried the child here with our own hands." Who moved him away? Zheng Yuan was very sad.

"Put him back, we'll follow him and see what happens. Are you ready?" Of course, be prepared to face the enemy.

"Based on what you said, I can actually glimpse a little bit. You are a concubine's son, and your outstanding abilities have overshadowed the brilliance of others.

In addition, your child's intelligence and the appreciation of the elders have seriously hindered the path of others.

It's understandable that they attacked you, Master Zheng, you must be mentally prepared to be harmed by your loved ones."

Feng Ling was not speaking nonsense. Based on Zheng Yuan's facial features, his brother's palace was black, and it was very likely that he was betrayed by his own brother.

Zheng Yuan's body shook and he closed his eyes in pain. Obviously, he had thought of something or a possibility, so he nodded weakly and did not make excuses for his brother.

"Thank you, Master." It was terrifying to think about it. When the child had the accident, he rushed back from the main gate and happened to meet his eldest brother going out from the corner of the door.

Did he lay hands on the child?

Zheng Yuan couldn't help but tremble. He had moved to the manor as soon as he got married, and hadn't thought of fighting for anything. Wasn't that obvious enough? Why couldn't he be given a chance to live?

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