On that day, Wen Ruo went to collect information, but Yan Chuan came to the North ink hall again, accompanied by Mo Yuxi!

The gate of the North ink hall was broken and the hall was in a mess. There are a lot of blood spots on the ground.

Yan Chuan's eyelids jumped, and a ray of joy flashed in his eyes.

"The bodies have been collected!" Mo Yu Xi sighed slightly.

"No problem, it's OK to have these blood spots. Which are the brothers of yangzhijiu?" Yan Chuan said with satisfaction.

Mo Yu Xi points to several pools of blood, and Yan Chuan collects them carefully.

After seeing a circle in the North ink hall, Yan Chuan and his party went back to the main mansion of the city again!

In the mansion of the city Lord, Mr. Wen Ruo also collected a lot of information.

After reading the materials quickly, Yan Chuan said with a smile, "Mr. Wen Ruo, you are so fast!"

"These have been put on record. I found them and found them. Moreover, I also found some of the hair of the son of yangzhijiu and Guyue!" Mr. Wen Ruo said with a smile.

"Oh?"

"I found the servants who were responsible for cleaning the house of the son of the Holy Son of Yangzhi and Guyue every day. I found it from the waste they cleaned!" Mr. Wen Ruo said with a smile.

"That would be great!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"What are you going to do?" The ink feather is wonderful.

"What about the betrothal gifts left by Yang Zhijiu before Yan Chuan asked.

Although Mo Yu Xi didn't like the bride price, she still took it. There were thirty-six immortal stones in the betrothal gift, which gave out a faint dense atmosphere.

Yan Chuan takes out a fire red fairy stone from it.

"Is this fire immortal stone?" Mo Yu is puzzled.

Yan Chuan once again took out a wisp of hair of Yang Zhi Jiu and Gu Yue Sheng Zi, and took out the blood collected from Yang Zhi Jiu's brother in the North ink hall.

With the help of the mana in the hand, the hair and blood quickly merge into one and turn into a trace of fire red liquid.

Staring at the red liquid on fire, Yan Chuan's eyes were frozen.

"Boom

Yan Chuan hands out a thunder, from the blue sky of spring thunder, spring thunder ring, all things live.

In the red liquid, suddenly there is a breath of life.

The other hand grabs the fire immortal stone and dissolves the red liquid with the fire immortal stone.

"Boom

There was another thunder, and the two were perfectly integrated.

"Hoo!"

Fire on the immortal stone, dense gas instantly condenses to show a fire phoenix. Phoenix struggling, unable to escape fairy stone.

"Is this?" Mr. Wenruo's face changed.

"Soul refining into treasure?" Mo Yu Xi's expression moved.

"Yes, a lot of magic weapons, as long as the soul of a specific monster, the spirit will be greatly increased, the power will be greatly increased, the immortal stone is no exception, as long as the spirit of the fire phoenix is tempered into it, the immortal stone will take the Phoenix breath, when absorbing the vitality of the immortal stone, it will be of great benefit to yourself!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"But is this the spirit?" Wen Ruo frowned.

"Of course not. It's just the appearance. From the appearance, it's the spirit of Yang Zhijiu's elder brother." Yan Chuan said with a smile.

Mr. Wenruo's face was beating. Then he took an unexpected look at Yan Chuan and said, "ha ha ha, Yan Huang's method is really exquisite!"

"There's no evidence. We can't avoid the danger of military action. Sir, we'll be with us during this period of time, OK?" Yan Chuan stares at Mr. Wen Ruo.

One side of the ink feather Xi look move, see the meaning of Yan Chuan.

Yan Chuan is ready to set up a bureau to let Wen Ruo accompany him to prevent Wen Ruo from leaking. On the other hand, he forces Wen Ruo to stand by Yan Chuan! Let Wen Ruo isolate Dazhao Holy Land!

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