"Okay." Yu Huan agreed without much thought.
They were going to the Zhao residence, but there were no important clues inside, so they just assumed they were having a tryst...
As they walked, Ye Mo fell behind for some reason.
Yu Huan looked back at him, a little puzzled, "Why are you blushing again?"
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It seemed as if he was born with evil desires and was born with bad luck.
When Xiao Zheng was about to regain consciousness, he was thrown into the sky. Before he could do anything, he was struck by lightning.
After coming out of the secret realm of Youhuang with great difficulty and returning to the Demon Realm, he went out to look for someone before his injuries were healed, but he was targeted by a vengeful spirit that was about to die.
The so-called resentful soul is one that had extremely heavy resentment during its lifetime and was unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation. It would absorb the anger and sorrow around it by instinct, and when the absorption reached the limit that the soul could bear, it would turn into a bomb.
The vengeful soul in front of him was overflowing with resentment and was obviously about to explode.
He was still injured. If he was really hit by it, he would not see the sun tomorrow.
The demon leader, who used to have great powers and was feared by all, had to restrain the demonic energy around him and slip into Zhao's house to avoid being harassed by the resentful spirits.
Zhao Mansion
When the Zhao family learned that they were cultivators, they welcomed them in politely and allowed them to move around.
The three of them began to look for clues in Zhao's mansion.
The Zhao Mansion was not small, with rockery and flowing water in the back garden alone. In order to save time, the three of them acted separately.
Ye Mo knew there was nothing to find, so he walked around casually, glancing at Yu Huan from time to time.
Xiao Zheng was dressed as a servant, walking in a hurry. He saw two girls from a distance but didn't take them seriously, thinking they were the ladies of this courtyard.
Only when he got a little closer and felt the spiritual energy on them did Xiao Zheng frown slightly. He actually attracted people from Lingxiao Sect. It seemed that things were not going to be easy.
He raised his eyes casually, and cast a scrutinizing gaze on them, assessing their cultivation level and whether they would be easy to deal with.
Yu Huan vaguely felt a gaze that seemed to be there and not there, and subconsciously followed that feeling and looked in the direction. His sight passed through the crabapple tree planted in the garden of the Zhao Mansion and fell on a man who looked like a servant.
A strange face.
But Xiao Zheng's heart suddenly ached, and in an instant many fragments flashed through his mind, but those fragments were obscured like white mist and could not be seen clearly.
He couldn't remember her, but his body's reaction told him that he should recognize her.
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