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Ling'er didn't seem to care either. Her pretty face was covered by a white veil, and a faint smile could be seen on her face.

Seeing the several people dressed in night clothes, a trace of doubt flashed across her eyes. She frowned and asked, "What are you guys doing here? You're still dressed like this? "

"Aren't we going to exterminate the Demon Hunt Squad?" The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched, "You didn't forget, right? You only appeared now! "

Ling'er gently smiled and did not reply. She slowly walked towards the direction of the War King's manor. A clear and melodious voice slowly rang out. "Let's go. It's time to return to the War King's manor!"

"Ugh …"

Ling Yun and the others were stunned, their faces full of disbelief as they looked at her gentle and graceful back that was gradually fading away.

When you were at the Four Seas Trading Company in the day, you weren't like this.

Why did it become like this after just a short trip?

"It'll be too late if we don't leave now!" Ling'er, who had been about to pass through a corner, suddenly turned her head. The hazy night mist made her seem like she was floating, and her voice faintly echoed in the air.

"Big Brother Ling Yun, look over there!" While he was still confused, Qin Yinyue, who was beside Ling Yun, lightly touched his arm and exclaimed in disbelief.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at? " Ling Yun turned his head to look at Qin Yinyue, only to see her pointing a finger at the sky east of the city, her hand trembling slightly.

Ling Yun looked over at the crimson sky, and was stunned for a moment.

Looking at Ling'er, who had already disappeared around the corner, the corners of her mouth twitched as she swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Her lips were somewhat dry as she asked, "This … could it be a masterpiece by her?"

"It should be!" Qin Feng replied with uncertainty. He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead as he felt a chill on his back.

If she gave him one too, he would probably burn to the ground and not even dregs would remain.

Lingyun turned around to look at Ling Zhan and saw that he was not moving. He looked absent-mindedly at the scarlet flames that covered half of the sky. His eyes flashed with pain.

"What a familiar scene!" Ling Zhan muttered in a low voice.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Lingyun walked over, and lightly patted his shoulder, and frowned slightly as he looked at him.

"I'm fine!" Ling Zhan shook his head as he came back to his senses, looking slightly despondent.

"Big Brother Ling Yun, quickly, look over there …" Just as he was about to continue asking, a somewhat shocked voice entered his ears. Immediately, he felt someone tugging at his sleeve.

The few of them turned their heads over at the same time, and their mouths gaped even wider. Qin Yinyue found it somewhat hard to believe as she said with a hoarse voice: "Is that truly the Marquis Wen Yuan's Mansion?"

"I think so!" The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched, and he almost bit his tongue off. He could not believe the scene that was playing out before his eyes.

There was actually someone in Ling Xiao City who dared to cause trouble for the Wen Yuan manor!

Thinking back to what Ling'er said, Ling Yun's heart skipped a beat. He was already certain that the scene before him was her masterpiece, and he also knew why she said those words …

"Hurry up!" Without waiting for him to speak, Ling Zhan said in a low voice. With a wave of his sleeve, a gust of vigorous Spiritual Energy whistled out, turning into a scarlet streak.

"Who?" Just as he returned to the War King's Manor, before he could even catch his breath, an angry roar resounded from the depths of Wen Yuan's manor like a clap of thunder. The roar rumbled like a wave, bringing with it an oppressive force!

Ling Zhan's expression became serious, and he obviously heaved a sigh of relief. "It's that old freak from the Wen Yuan Marquis Estate! "Crap …"

His expression suddenly changed as he thought of Ling'er, who had left before them.

"No wonder I felt a powerful and obscure aura from Marquis Wen Yuan's mansion. It turns out it's that quasi-Saint from Marquis Wen Yuan's mansion!" At this moment, a faint voice entered the ears of a few people.

The few of them looked up and saw a young girl wearing a pink dress leaning against a tree.