Thinking of this, Chu Lingyun's eyes sank.

No matter who it is, if you want to hurt Xixi, don’t blame me for being rude.

Then he took out his cell phone and called Lu Yu.

He didn't want to bother Nangong Wushi these trivial matters, and it was just right to beat Lu Yu.

The phone rang twice and was connected. Lu Yu asked respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Chu."

Chu Lingyun asked lightly: "Lu Yu, didn't disturb you to rest, right?"

Lu Yu quickly said, "No, Mr. Chu called me so late. That's why I respect me Lu Yu. Mr. Chu. Do you have anything to do if I need me to help you?"

"Well, go check me the identity of a person. His name is Wang Xu, and he has appeared next to Chen Xixi recently. I want to know all his foundation and the people he has come into contact with these days. I will send you his photos later."

Lu Yu quickly agreed and promised: "Okay, Mr. Chu, I will definitely send his information to you before noon tomorrow."

"Well, then that's it!"

After saying that, Chu Lingyun hung up the phone and immediately sent Lu Yu the photo of Wang Xu that had previously taken secretly.

After receiving the photo sent by Chu Lingyun, Lu Yu looked at the person on it carefully and then found Huang Lei.

"Huang Lei, this is the person Mr. Chu is going to investigate. You can quickly investigate. I will ask for all his information before noon tomorrow and everyone he has been in close contact with recently."

When Huang Lei heard that it was Chu Lingyun who wanted to investigate the person, he immediately said, "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I will definitely do the work properly."

Lu Yu reminded: "Well, you must be quick. I'll send the information to Mr. Chu before noon tomorrow. I'll send you the photos."

Huang Lei quickly responded: "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I will definitely deliver it on time."

"Go!" Lu Yu sent the photo to Huang Lei, who didn't say much and turned around and left.

On the other end, in Longweixuan's private room.

At this time, Yan Zheng put down his wine glass and asked, "Donal Donor, how is your plan now?"

The person sitting opposite him was nothing but Dongfang Haoran.

"Master Yanzheng is worried. The plan is going very smoothly. As long as I control that woman and when I know what I want to know, I can go to the next step, and I have arranged the people."

As he said that, a mysterious smile appeared on his face and raised his hand and slapped him.

"Smack it..."

After the slap, a figure appeared in front of the two of them instantly, and even Yan Zheng was shocked.

With his appearance, the temperature of the entire private room dropped by more than ten degrees, and the cold breath filled the entire private room and kept circling.

"Silk……"

Dongfang Haoran's body shivered as he appeared, and then he smiled:

"Master Yanzheng, this is a master I have hired for a lot of money. I wonder what you think?"

Yan Zheng's eyes fell on the person who came, and his pupils contracted rapidly a few times.

Danger, absolutely dangerous!

The man in front of him was an old man, with long silver hair casually draped behind his head, and his body was thin and hunched.

But his eyes were gloomy like a pool of stagnant water, and a faint cold murderous intent flashed out of his body, as his eyes looked at Yan Zhengshi.

Yan Zheng couldn't help but feel a thrill of fear and blurted out:

"What a strong murderous intent, are you a 2-star in the extreme realm?"

"Master Yanzheng is worthy of being a master of Shaolin. He can see my cultivation so quickly." The old man's voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworlds, with a cold side bone, and a whisper of death.

Paired with his smile that is not smiling, it gives people a creepy feeling.

Even though Yan Zheng had a high level of cultivation, he could not help but mobilize his internal strength and looked at him with a vigilant look.

"Who are you?"

The old man raised his loose eyelids, and a cold light flashed in his slightly cloudy eyes.

"I am from the abyss of the far north of the northern border."

Yan Zheng was shocked when he heard this and said:

"You, you are the Ice Demon, Feng Qianchi? Didn't you die five years ago?"

"Haha! There are too many people who want me to die, so why bother me to die once?" Feng Qianchi responded to Yan Zheng with a smile on his face.

"You actually pretended to die."

The eyes became heavier at this moment.

The Ice Demon sealed Qianqi, an extremely dangerous person.

Although his cultivation level is only at the downstream level, the internal strength he has cultivated is extremely strange, like a vampire, and he needs to drink people's blood.

It takes at least two people's blood a month, otherwise his body will freeze.

Over the past few decades, you can imagine how many people he killed just by sucking human blood.

Not to mention that after a small family offended him, he killed dozens of people from the family.

His behavior was outrageous. He was called an evil demon by the righteous people in the martial arts world, and everyone was able to kill him. So a decent person formed a team to surround him and killed him.

The team's lineup is very strong, with a total of five people, including two people in the 3-star realm of the extreme realm and three people in the 2-star realm.

But even with such a lineup, three people died when facing Feng Qianchi, and only two injured 3-star masters returned.

It can be seen how powerful Feng Qianchi is.

But in the end, Feng Qianqi was seriously injured and was stabbed into a cliff several hundred meters high. It was a serious injury and such a high cliff. The two 3-star strong men in the extreme realm probably had no way to survive, so they did not go down to search.

In addition, they were already injured, and if they were not treated in time, they might not be able to leave the northern border.

From then on, the Ice Demon Feng Qianchi also disappeared, and no rumors about him were heard in the world.

But now, Feng Qianchi appeared in front of him.

Yan Zheng's heart was a little confused at this moment.

Although Shaolin has become more domineering and perverted in recent years, it has not touched the red line, so in essence, they are also decent figures.

If he and Feng Qianchi had some interaction or even cooperated, if this was rumored...

Yan Zheng dared not imagine that scene, I'm afraid he could not bear it.

Dongfang Haoran seemed to see his thoughts, so he said to Feng Qianchi:

"Senior Feng, you go down first and let me talk to Master Yanzheng."

"Um!"

Feng Qianchi responded, his eyes swept Yan Zheng's body, and then his figure disappeared.

If it weren't for the two frozen footprints at the foot where he was standing, it would really make people wonder if his appearance just now was an illusion.

Seeing that he left, Yan Zheng relaxed his spirit and said in a deep voice:

"Oriental donor, since you have found Feng Qianchi to take action, why should you look for me? I will give up the cooperation between us. Chu Lingyun I will deal with it myself."
Chapter completed!