Lin Feiyang said: "It's right here."

Fakong had already seen this place through his mind's eye from a distance, and saw the middle-aged man who was sitting upright on the couch in the thatched cottage and died.

The seven orifices were bleeding, and the blood was dark brown. The muscles on the face were twisted and hideous, which was terrifying to look at. He must have endured tremendous pain before his death.

Fakong did not enter the house, but stood outside the thatched cottage and directly cast the Great Light Spell.

A ray of light shot out from his raised right palm, penetrated the thatched cottage, and fell on the originally handsome middle-aged man.

As a bright light floated from above his head, it turned into a small light man, and then turned into a white light that shot through the roof and rose into the sky.

"Let's go." Fakong dispersed his handprints, turned around and left.

Lin Feiyang followed him out of the thatched cottage, wondering why he didn't just bury it. Since he had already been saved, he didn't miss the last step.

But he wisely did not ask any more questions, and followed the silent Fa Kong back to the outer courtyard of Vajra Temple and to the lotus pond.

Fakong paced with his hands behind his back, shaking his head and saying, "He is not Prince Duan's person, but Prince Ying's."

"Hmm -?" Lin Feiyang's eyes widened: "Isn't it right? Abbot, I clearly saw that he is from Prince Duan's Mansion."

I will never be mistaken, he is obviously from Prince Duan's Mansion.

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang had a flash of inspiration and suddenly realized: "He is a secret spy, a secret spy sent by the British Prince's Palace!"

Fa Kong nodded.

"Insidious enough!" Lin Feiyang said bitterly: "This King of England looks very grand, but he is also so despicable!"

Fakong smiled.

Lin Feiyang said: "Then he died at the hands of the King of England?"

"King Duan," Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang touched his forehead, tried his best to think, and said slowly: "Did King Duan discover something was wrong?"

Fa Kong nodded.

Lin Feiyang frowned: "That is to say, he deliberately dealt with the abbot, and then let the abbot know about it, so as to instigate the relationship between the abbot and King Duan!"

Fakong nodded slowly.

Lin Feiyang said: "Are we going to use your hand, abbot, to deal with Prince Duan?"

"You're also using King Duan's hand to deal with me." Fakong said: "You can kill two birds with one stone, what a brilliant move!"

"How could King Duan deal with the abbot?" Lin Feiyang sneered: "But he is also blind. He actually provoked the abbot, how could he hide it!"

Fakong shook his head.

If you only have clairvoyance, you can really hide it, and even if you have destiny knowledge, you may not be able to hide it.

This King of England never showed any hostility towards him, but he kept it invisible and plotted against himself and King Duan unknowingly.

Maybe it was just a casual move, which was enough to create a rift between himself and King Duan.

But he didn't expect that King Duan would be so vigilant and quickly discover that there was something wrong with Dong Chungui's identity.

There are some strange people on King Duan's side.

"Abbot, how are we going to deal with the King of England?" Lin Feiyang snorted: "Just do it cruelly and find a way to make him completely fall out of favor!"

Fa Kong raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sky is clear and clear, and it is still cloudless.

There was very little rain in the spring in Shenjing, and he had already seen that this year would be another dry year, even worse than last year.

In the past ten years, Shenjing has never expected to have good weather.

"Aren't you going to deal with the King of England?" Lin Feiyang's eyes widened.

Fakong said: "Why do you think the King of England wants to harm me and provoke me to fight with King Duan?"

"Yes..." Lin Feiyang said in confusion: "He shouldn't be fawning over you, abbot."

"Because I am too close to King Yi." Fakong said.

Lin Feiyang snorted: "Is it because of this?"

"He wants to deal with King Yi, so naturally he has to keep me busy first and have no time to take care of him, so as not to help King Yi deal with him."

"He doesn't want to kill the abbot, does he?"

"It won't kill me." Fakong shook his head.

The King of England did not want to kill himself, because he knew that he had supernatural powers, and if he had the idea of ​​killing himself, he would immediately sense it.

He just wants to entangle himself or drive him out of Shenjing, so that he can act freely without having to worry about himself all the time.

"Then how are we going to fight back?" Lin Feiyang scratched his head.

If the King of England wants to kill the abbot, then there is nothing to say. Just kill the King of England directly. No matter how tight the palace of the King of England is, he cannot stop his assassination.

Now that my level has improved, it will be easy to kill the King of England!
Chapter completed!