People are in Yaowu, starting from the mountain god panel

Chapter 147 The Key
Ye Changan narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a hint of surprise.

He didn't expect that the Daxuan court also knew about the demon.

Fang Zhonglin sighed softly: "This is the secret that the Imperial Master worked hard to get. Behind the Yellow Dao Army is the Shenglin Sect, which is a sect run by spirits."

As soon as he said this, even Chu Wencai on the side couldn't help but show a horrified expression.

It was obviously the first time he knew this secret.

He was dumbfounded: "Master Fang, how is this possible?"

Lin Zhongfang said expressionlessly: "This is what the Imperial Master said himself. How can I allow you to comment on it?"

Hearing this, Chu Wencai had no choice but to shut up.

Lin Zhonglin in the room turned to look at Ye Changan and said: "Brother Ye, those Zodiac thieves are too rampant now. If they continue to run rampant, it will be a great misfortune for the human race. If you are willing to take action, Mianzhou City will be yours from today on." Private city.”

"Master Fang, this matter is too important. Please give me more time to consider it."

"Of course, I have been in Mianzhou City these days, and Fang is waiting eagerly."

"Master Fang, please take your leave first."

Ye Changan no longer had any intention of staying in the county government.

Chu Wencai wanted to send him out of the city, but he refused.

Walking on the streets of Mianzhou City, Ye Changan frowned in thought.

The Daxuan court was obviously not as weak and incompetent as it seemed, at least the imperial master was a very capable person.

It's just that the major forces in Daxuan all have their own agendas. They only care about interests and choose to sit on the sidelines, which leads to the rampage of the Yellow Dao Army.

"It's more important to improve your strength first," Ye Changxin said.

At the other end, in an alley in Mianzhou City.

Fu Linhui, the only survivor of the Qingfeng Sect, spent the most wonderful time in his life.

Nowadays, his ambition has long been wiped out, and he just wants to spend the rest of his life quietly.

It would be even better if he could marry his neighbor, Widow Liu.

Fu Linhui was lying comfortably on the recliner, humming an unknown song.

thump, thump, thump
There was a sudden knock on the door.

Fu Linhui had long been accustomed to it. He stood up from the recliner with a smile.

After living in this alley for a long time, and because he was enthusiastic about helping the neighbors repair their houses and carrying firewood, his popularity became very good.

As a result, neighbors often came to our door and brought some food to us.

"Come here, come here", he trotted open the door.

The moment he opened the door, he saw that the people standing at the door were not familiar neighbors, but three middle-aged men with cold faces.

Seeing these three people appear, Fu Linhui's body felt like chaff.

This is the nightmare of his life - the Holy Advent Church!

"Sure enough, we found him." Fu Linhui felt bitter in his heart.

The leading member of the Holy Land Sect said in an indifferent voice: "You have joined our sect and still want to leave? You are wishful thinking."

With that said, he stretched out his hand to capture Fu Linhui.

Seeing this, Fu Linhui leaned over to avoid the incoming palm.

"You just want to hide?" the middle-aged man snorted coldly.

His palm seemed to have magic power, and no matter how hard Fu Linhui dodge, he could not avoid this palm.

Finally, Fu Linhui's throat was pinched tightly by that hand.

A feeling of suffocation surged into his heart, and his eyes became extremely scarlet.

"Why won't you let me go?" His face gradually distorted, and he said with the last bit of his strength.

He has never figured out why the entire Qingfeng Sect was killed and he was the only one who survived.

The middle-aged man smiled jokingly: "You should feel honored to be the key."

"Key?" Fu Linhui was puzzled.

But he no longer had the energy to continue speaking.

Just when everything was settled, a figure appeared in the room out of thin air.

Then there was a scream.The Holy Adventist on the far left was smashed into a pulp by an iron rod that looked like a fire stick.

The leading middle-aged man's pupils shrank.

He recognized Ye Changan's identity at a glance.

He was the one who razed Mianzhou Branch to the ground!
"Damn, how did he find out?" The middle-aged man felt annoyed.

He thought that the operation was seamless, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Ye Changan.

The middle-aged man knew how powerful the young man in front of him was, and the three of them alone were no match for that man.

Ye Changan raised the iron whip with an indifferent expression, intending to kill all three men in black.

Although he really wanted to know more secrets about the Holy Land Sect, the methods of this sect were too weird, so killing them directly was the wisest way.

The mountain whip fell rapidly in the air, and bursts of mournful screams were heard in the air.

The middle-aged man finally crushed a green pillar in his cuffs just before he was about to be hit.

boom!
The mountain whip made a huge deep hole in the ground.

The middle-aged man and Fu Linhui had already disappeared.

Ye Changan's face was extremely ugly. He whipped the remaining Shenglin Cultist to death with a decisive look in his eyes.

another side.

The middle-aged man and Fu Linhui appeared out of thin air on a mysterious altar.

"What a monster." The middle-aged man was frightened for a while.

He glanced at Fu Linhui beside him and showed a smile.

This time, he brought the person back successfully, which can be regarded as completing the task assigned by the great elder.

But just when he was about to catch Fu Linhui and take him away.

Fu Linhui suddenly showed a painful expression on his face and curled up on the ground.

The middle-aged man frowned and quickly leaned down to check Fu Linhui's condition.

Fu Linhui's eyes gradually blurred, and the tearing feeling from his soul faded away like a tide.

There was a look of relief on his face.

"Master, I was wrong."

As he breathed out his last breath, his soul completely died.

The middle-aged man's face became extremely ugly.

"Damn it", he punched a hole in the ground with his fist.

Ye Changan stood blankly in the hut, feeling that Fu Linhui's soul link was dead, and then he raised his feet to leave.

"Key?" he whispered softly.

Although he didn't know why the person from the Shenglin Sect called Fu Linhui the key.

But he has always adhered to one principle, which is to destroy everything the enemy wants.

So at the same moment that the middle-aged man disappeared, he activated the cursed killing ability of the locust tree branch and killed Fu Linhui.

He has never had any psychological burden about killing people.

At this moment, a figure swept towards him from the horizon.

"Brother Ye, what happened here?"

The visitor was none other than Fang Zhonglin, the governor of Yizhou who had just parted ways.

There was such a big movement here, so he naturally wanted to come and investigate.

Ye Changan said slowly: "They are from the Shenglin Sect."

When Fang Zhonglin heard these three words, his face turned gloomy: "These thieves are so bold. Why did they come to Mianzhou City?"

"I don't know", Ye Changan shook his head.

What he said was half true and half false. Although it was true that the other party came to arrest Fu Linhui, he really didn't know why these people wanted to take Fu Linhui away.

Ye Changan suddenly turned to look at Fang Zhonglin: "Master Fang, I have considered your proposal just now."

(End of this chapter)