late at night.

Qilian Mountain.

The forest that was razed to the ground was also the burial place of Zheng Shengmo, the elder of Zhenyang Sect.

It is now desolate and dead silent.

Even the moonlight hid in the dark clouds, unwilling to illuminate this deadly place.

Naturally, the figure standing in the dark could not be illuminated.

She had a gentle temperament and a graceful figure, but her face was filled with endless coldness. She looked up into the air and murmured:

"Isolation array?"

Wei Wan waved her hand, and the Qingbo Sword flew to her feet, carrying her slowly up. She gently stroked the air, feeling the remaining traces of the magic circle, and suddenly opened her eyes:

"It's not a magic array talisman!"

Some simple formations can be drawn on talisman paper by a formation master, and then made into formation talismans by a talisman master.

According to Lin Qingchou, Zheng Shengmo tricked her into coming here and used force on her. In order to conceal his tracks, Zheng Shengmo used a magic talisman to create an isolation magic circle. This makes sense.

But Lin Qingchou did not mention the isolation array from beginning to end.

However, Wei Wan discovered traces of a magic circle here.

And after the inspection just now, Wei Wan also confirmed that this magic array was not formed by talisman paper, but was drawn by a formation master.

Zheng Shengmo is not a formation master. If he wants to create an isolation formation, he will definitely use formation talisman paper.

The current situation can only prove one thing - there was a third person here at that time.

Wei Wan raised her hand and drew a tracking magic circle, trying to find the trace of the person who set up the formation through the traces of the formation left under her feet.

Bang!

The restoration array was broken and the picture disappeared.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Wei Wan's mouth, and there was a look of astonishment on her face.

"My formation has been backfired? Someone has set up a formation to break it! There really is a third person!"

Who is it?

Wei Wan frowned and fell into deep thought.

Wei Wan had many doubts about Zheng Shengmo's death.

She didn't believe all of Lin Qingchou's words. She even felt that there were many suspicious aspects in the process of surrounding and killing the Red Flame Fox tonight.

That's why she secretly came to the scene to check late at night.

Sure enough, besides Zheng Shengmo and Lin Qingchou, there was another person.

This person is the key to the whole thing.

Zheng Shengmo died and the reputation of Zhenyang Sect was damaged. Was this the purpose of that person?

Wei Wan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her cheeks pale.

"Zhenyang Sect is my father's hard work, and we cannot let anyone destroy it!"

…

…

In a beautiful valley, the young Wei Wan knelt in front of a middle-aged man, who said to her:

"Daughter, you are already twenty years old. You can leave this valley now."

Wei Wan raised her head, with a hint of fear on her young face:

"Daddy, what does it look like outside?"

The middle-aged man smiled and stroked her head with his gentle palm:

"Daughter, your brother and I are outside. You don't have to be afraid. You just need to remember to protect your family and keep the secret."

Being treated so tenderly by her father, which was rare, Wei Wan was stunned for a moment and nodded quickly:

"Dad, I remember it!"

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction: "Your brother's name is Mo Sha, I will take you to find him."

Wei Wan was stunned: "Name? Daddy, what do you mean by a name?"

The middle-aged man chuckled and said, "A name is a code name for everyone, which is convenient for others to remember. You have been in this valley and don't need to meet people, so you don't need a name. But now you need one."

Wei Wan was somewhat happy and asked quickly, "Daddy, what is my name?"

The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, but his eyes were emotionless: "Just call me Mo Ling."

…

Mountain of corpses.

Snap! Snap! Snap!

Mo Sha swung the Thorn Whip vigorously and lashed Mo Ling fiercely. Mo Ling was dressed in black with her back to Mo Sha.

Her clothes were torn into pieces, revealing her bloody back, but her expression was calm - or to be more precise, numb, as she allowed Mo Sha to whip her again and again.

"Let you stop me from catching that bitch, let you be so self-righteous, bitch, I will beat you to death!"

"That woman is a disciple of Xiyue Peak. I know her."

"So what? I can beat you up if you're a bitch, so what if I catch a woman you know?"

During the three major sects' trial in the Northern Wilderness, a female disciple from the Zhenyang Sect got lost. Mo Sha wanted to capture her and refine her into a spirit corpse, but was stopped by Mo Ling.

So when Mo Sha, who was full of anger, came back, he dragged Mo Ling into his room and beat her severely with the Thorn Whip.

The Thorn Whip with sharp barbs hit the body, piercing deeply into the flesh, then was pulled out fiercely, and then whipped again.

This kind of cruel abuse was not the first time, but Mo Ling had been enduring it silently.

Because she always remembered her father's words to protect her younger brother. If she fought back after being whipped a few times, her younger brother would die.

Her father and brother are her only relatives and she cannot lose them.

"Brother, father said not to touch the people of the sect easily."

"younger brother?"

Hearing her words, Mo Sha laughed out loud and whipped her hard again. Mo Ling trembled but still did not resist.

Mo Sha walked up to her, kicked her to the ground, stepped on her face, and said in a mocking voice:

"Bitch, do you really think you are my sister?"

Mo Ling was startled, and looked at him puzzledly: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

Mo Sha slapped her in the face, his eyes full of disgust:

"Father only saw your talent and killed your parents to take you away. I raised you up just to make you an obedient tool for me. How dare you disobey me! Bitch!"

Mo Ling was stunned: "Brother, I don't understand what you are saying."

"I can't stand the way you allow yourself to be beaten and scolded. Do you think that this will make your father love you more? You are such a jerk, such a jerk!"

Mo Sha was furious and kicked her in the stomach, then punched and kicked her.

Blood kept splattering.

"Bastard, shameless bitch! I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death!!"

ah!!

Wei Wan sat up from the bed, her head covered with sweat. She looked around in horror before she came to her senses.

He was in the backyard where the Lord of Zhenlian City entertained guests.

Not in that deserted valley.

It’s not at the Mountain of Corpses either.

Her brother was already dead, and there was no way she could go back to the Mountain of Corpses.

Even though her brother was not very nice to her, he would sometimes call her sister and was still the person closest to her besides their father.

Unfortunately, I failed to protect him.

Wei Wan hugged her head, was silent for a moment, slowly got out of bed, took a set of clothes, walked out of the room, and came to the bathroom.

The nightmare just now made her all covered in sweat, which stuck to her body and was as uncomfortable as if the barbs of a thorn whip were piercing her flesh.

Wei Wan looked around, raised her hand and drew a magic circle of isolation, then walked to the bathtub filled with hot water, took off her green skirt, and then took off her underwear.

The next moment, a graceful white body appeared under the light.

However, this beautiful body was covered with countless hideous scars, like ugly reptiles crawling on this originally pure body.

At this moment, a bead flew up from Wei Wan's clothes and shone with light.

Wei Wan quickly put on her clothes and knelt down respectfully.

Soon, the huge cave filled with fairy mist appeared again in the light.

A man sat in front of the waterfall with his back to Wei Wan.

"Father." Wei Wan called respectfully.

The man asked calmly, "How did Zheng Shengmo die?"