Everything in Hongyan City has nothing to do with Fu Ling'er anymore. She had already walked away.

She and Wanqi Yuan went to Kongming City as planned and launched a surprise attack. Sun He had already returned to Kongming City for several days.

This time they didn't find Fu Ling'er in the Misty Swamp, but they ran into Chu Qian and his men.

This scared Sun He. He didn't expect that Pavilion Master Chu would send people to support him. He talked to Chu Qian enthusiastically, but Chu Qian was not very enthusiastic.

He was already very annoyed that he hadn't found Fu Ling'er, and Sun He was still trying to please him, which made him furious. He immediately ordered Sun He to go find someone.

The two groups searched the Xiaomihuang swamp for three or four days, and they were almost turning the swamp upside down, but they still found nothing.

Just when Sun He was about to go back home, he received a message from Sun Xiao, asking him to hurry back to Kongming City.

As soon as Sun He heard his cousin's tone, he knew something big had happened. He had a bad feeling, and after asking, he learned that his old nest had been destroyed. The momentary shock on his face didn't seem to be acting.

The next moment, Sun He screamed and flew out of the swamp, rushing back to Kongming City day and night.

Chu Qian also followed behind, he had to see what was going on.

Just like that, when Sun He saw that the Ghost Demon Pavilion was still majestic, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. However, when he saw the brown dried blood marks all over the floor, as well as the rotten limbs and broken arms, he was furious, staggered back a few steps, and couldn't bear it on the spot, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Chu Qian frowned as he looked at the corpses scattered all over the ground. The rotten state they were emitting a foul smell indicated that they must have been dead for six or seven days.

That is, when they were searching for traces of people in the misty swamp, their secrets were exposed. How could he not be furious?

Damn it, damn bitch, this is a naked provocation to the dignity of the Ghost Demon Pavilion. Bitch, don't let him catch her, otherwise, he will cut her into pieces.

Chu Qian was furious and wanted to reply to Chu Yunian immediately.

No one knew how angry Chu Yunian was. He ordered Chu Qian to rush to the Ancient Deserted City in the Southern Region immediately. The bitch might have already gone to the Ancient Deserted City.

However, they didn’t know that Fu Ling’er had a top-secret cheating tool, and Chu Qian would never be able to catch up with them.

After Chu Qian left, Sun He reorganized the Guisha Pavilion and transferred a large number of people from the Sun family. Sun He, who had reorganized his forces, was holding his breath and vowed not to be a human being if he did not avenge this.

It was under such circumstances that Fu Ling'er and Wanqi Yuan once again airdropped into Kongming City.

No matter how smart Ren Sunhe was, he could not have imagined that Fu Ling'er would come back and strike back in such a short time.

That night, the Ghost Demon Pavilion was once again hit by an unprecedented blow. Killing, pain, wailing, and blood filled every corner of the barrier. The only thought in Sun He's mind before he died was that he didn't want to be a human in his next life. It was too painful and too depressing.

After dealing with Sun He, Fu Ling'er and her companions did not stay and left Kongming City immediately.

They appeared in every corner like a group of ghosts, and Sun Xiao, who rushed over after hearing the news, thought that his cousin was being targeted by some unclean creature.

Otherwise, after searching for so long, why couldn't he find any clues of the murderer? Not even a footprint, Sun Xiao was puzzled.

In the East Region, on the outskirts of Sanyin City, in an uninhabited corner,

Suddenly, the space in front twisted, as if someone was stirring it. Then the twisted space seemed to be cut by a knife. The crack gradually widened until it was big enough for one person to pass through.

The next moment, Fu Ling'er stepped out from the crack, followed by Wanqi Yuan, Xiao Zi, and Ling You.

That’s right, in a short period of time, after killing everyone in Kongming City, they rushed to the Eastern Region.

At this moment, their footsteps have already stepped on the land of Sanyin City, the location of another branch of Guisha Pavilion.

They have to kill all the members of Guisha Pavilion before Chu Yunian can react.

In fact, the moment Chu Yunian received the news that Song Dashan had died in Ancient Wasteland City, he had a premonition that something was wrong. This Fu Ling'er was too weird. The people he sent out came back and said that no one had seen Fu Ling'er's men in Ancient Wasteland City, but he always felt that this was done by Fu Ling'er.

However, the journey was too long, and even if he sent someone to get there via the teleportation array, it would be too late.

Chu Yunian was anxious every day and locked himself in the study all day, thinking of ways to solve the problem. Moreover, he always felt that Fu Ling'er would come to Jinyang City to kill him sooner or later.

The feeling of urgency and suffocation, knowing that the enemy was approaching him step by step with a knife in hand and he had no way to fight back, made him feel uneasy every day.

He had no other choice but to arm the Guisha Pavilion in Jinyang City like an iron barrel.

At this time, he was still hoping for a lucky break. He was still holding on, not daring to report the dire situation that Guisha Pavilion was currently facing.

It was poverty that limited Chu Yunian's actions, because he was always a step behind. When Song Dashan was destroyed, he guessed that Fu Ling'er must have a long-distance god-level teleportation scroll. Otherwise, how to explain why the Ghost Demon Pavilion, thousands of miles apart in the south and north, had accidents one after the other?

That was a divine teleportation scroll! What a rare and expensive treasure! If one was used, one less would be needed. Besides, he only had two. That was a reward he got from flattering someone many years ago.

He had already given Chu Qian one bill with great reluctance, and he had to keep the remaining one to save his life.

However, he would never know that no matter how high-level the divine teleportation scroll was, it would not be as fast as the Qiankun Pen to directly break through the space rift.

So, when Fu Ling'er and his companions destroyed the Guisha Pavilion in Sanyin City and left without leaving a trace, he was still waiting for good news from Chu Qian.

Poor Fu Yi died quietly.

It was more than half a month later that Chu Yunian received the news of the destruction of the Sanyin City branch.

Now, the four branches of Guisha Pavilion were all destroyed in less than a month. Sun He, Song Dashan, Lu Bing, and Fu Yi, the four branch pavilion masters, disappeared quietly in the long river of history.

Chu Yunian hadn't even reacted yet. He was still expecting the good news that Chu Qian could kill Fu Ling'er.

In front of the most luxurious Jixiang Inn in Jinyang City, a luxurious animal carriage came, which obviously showed that it was a place for rich people to travel.

On the eaves of the animal cart sat two servants, one grey and one black. The grey servant pulled the reins, and the red flame horse stopped immediately. The black servant jumped down the eaves, then turned around and took a low stool from the carriage and placed it under the eaves. He then said to the people in the carriage,

"Master, Madam, we have arrived at the inn, please get off the car."