The night was dark and desolate, the cool breeze was blowing, the moon in the sky seemed to be hidden, and everything seemed to gradually fall silent. After the turmoil, there was no longer even the slightest song of birds and insects, and the houses were in tatters.

"Click. A crisp sound sounded by the wall of the room, and in the silence, this crisp sound was like a fairy music on earth, and it was extremely beautiful.

Shen Hongning leaned against the wall and slowly got up, at this time she had recovered some strength, although her face was still pale, but her expression was cold, and her eyes were faintly a little more brilliant.

Slowly walked to the location where Changsun Mu fainted, Shen Hongning first sniffed his breathing, and then listened to the sound of his heartbeat, confirming that Changsun Mu's life was still there, but he sat directly on the ground, but his eyes stared at Changsun Mu's still handsome face for a long time, and then his head turned to look at the nearby Mo Lian Mole who was kneeling on the ground and was lifeless.

"The indigo lotus pond said that your strength is acceptable except for the eaves and walls, and I will take back the words that are unbearable, and I will only ......" Speaking carefully, as if thinking of the thin back under that scene, Shen Hongning's speech stopped suddenly, and he looked at the unconscious eldest grandson Mu again.

Under the darkness of the night, the unconscious eldest grandson Mu only seemed to be asleep, quiet, but only quiet.

Looking at the eldest grandson Mu at this time, Shen Hongning's eyes only occupied a moment of confusion, but he immediately recovered his coldness in the next second. With a lift of his fingertips, under the traction of Shen Hongning's demonic power, Changsun Mu slowly floated, and then floated into a house that was still perfect with Shen Hongning's actions.

After putting the eldest grandson Mu on the wooden board, Shen Hongning brushed the sweat, and gradually sat down next to the eldest grandson Mu, only for a while, but he also fell into a state of vanity and coma, now that Huayu no longer exists, its demonic power will be lost all the time, this is just the power controller, it is to drain all the demonic power that Shen Hongning recovered before.

The cool breeze passed through the hall, and among the dilapidated houses at this moment, the silence was gradually covered, and under the night, it was quiet.

It was so silent that in the strange darkness of the night, only to hear a plop, the corpse kneeling on the ground suddenly fell into the sand and stones with an embarrassed appearance, and only when the night wind continued to blow to three points, a long figure suddenly appeared in front of the corpse in an unbelievable posture.

This person was wearing a yin and yang black and white mask, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, and he was facing the place where Molian's mole had been zombied for a moment, and then he looked up at the house where Changsun Mu was.

"Wild bandits, villages, the more the better, the eldest grandson Mu. Under the man's yin and yang weirdness, his left hand moved slightly, his eyes moved away from Changsun Mu, and his eyes seemed to be piercing the wall to look at Shen Hongning, who was exhausted of demonic power and fell on Changsun Mu.

"Hmm...... Wrapped in red will, coupled with the breath of grass and trees, I hope this red flower demon can bring me, oh, us, more unknown surprises. The man laughed and the blue light flashed in his left hand, and a green feather fan had already turned into a flickering momentum in his palm, and he looked down at the mole again, and the man shook his head lightly and gradually disappeared into the night, like the ink that dissolved in the paper, and it was over in an instant.

The night was long, followed by a night of silence.

When the sound of insects finally sounded, the light of the morning light slanted into the room, and the graceful curve of the body of the eldest grandson gradually moved slightly for a moment, and the eyelashes that greeted the morning light also trembled lightly at the same time, and the pale pink eyelids slowly opened from silk.

Although his head was only resting on the waist of Changsun Mu, Shen Hongning, who was rising in the light, seemed to feel a different touch from the ordinary, and his head moved slightly sideways to get up quickly, although the eldest Sun Mu in front of him was still in a coma, but Shen Hongning, who had a slightly red face, wanted to wake him up with a slap, if it weren't for the red spots on his waist that were eye-catching, the show hand would have been waved away.

"Hmph. Although he didn't wave his hand, Shen Hongning still parted his face slightly like an angry girl, and looked out of the house with a faint cold voice.

Turning his head and glancing at the eldest grandson Mu who was breathing evenly, Shen Hongning got up and let go of his demonic power, and stepped out of the house after finishing the unbearable clothes.

This season has not yet reached summer, and there is still a little chill and humidity outside the house in the early morning, and under the faint sunlight, Shen Hongning can see the Molian mole lying on the ground in a strange posture not far away.

"People are black-hearted, and their true sins are unforgivable. Walking quickly to the place where the corpse was, the silver-wrapped plain sword in Shen Hongning's hand came out from his waist, only flashing the last two swords, and the head fell to the ground.

After a night of air-drying and cooling, the blood sprayed between the fractures was not as much as Shen Hongning imagined. Glancing at the Molian mole in a different place, Shen Hongning did not feel the slightest discomfort, only his eyes were cold and he tore off several jade pendants wrapped around the waist of the Molian mole under half of his body, and then took the hair of the broken head in his hand, turned around and walked towards the house where the eldest grandson Mu was.

Holding a severed head, thick blood dripping, Shen Hongning only walked three or four steps, and then heard the sound of shouting to stop, slowing down, Shen Hongning looked at the place where the sound came, and saw a middle-aged man walking briskly with a young man, walking in a hurry, but the footsteps were calm and powerful.

"Is it him?" Shen Hongning recognized the middle-aged man He Mingyuan at a glance, the thought in his heart moved slightly, and the coldness in his eyes was actually a little relaxed.

He Mingyuan came in a hurry with a young man, and when they stopped, their faces were still pale, but when the two of them stopped, their eyes were still stopped at the bloody head in Shen Hongning's hand, and they looked at each other with a shocked face.

"Girl, my nephew and I just arrived a moment ago when we saw your sword starting, could it be that this villain actually died at your hands?" He Mingyuan's voice was obviously a little trembling when he spoke, and his head shifted to look at the body that was left not far away, and at the other hand, he looked at Shen Hongning in front of him with a little joy.

"Sort of, the Mole was indeed killed by my friend and me. Although Shen Hongning's face softened a little, his eyes were still cold, and when he looked at He Mingyuan and the young man, he also gave people a faint feeling that no one was close to him.

"Really, is this true?" He Mingyuan saw that the woman in front of him could actually tell the name of the Molian mole, and turned his head to look at the young man on the side, and the excitement in his eyes was unhindered.

"Uncle, that villain is dead, we don't have to endure the suffering of that addiction, and we can finally leave this hellish place!"

The young man was still a little restrained in his excitement, but his excitement was also followed by ecstasy. The expressions of the two seemed to be bitter and happy, but they completely ignored Shen Hongning's coldness that no one was close to.