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The stars are always dazzling, because they are always twinkling, just like good luck, always coming and going.

The Wind Inn is quiet and the lights have been turned off because it's time to sleep.

But Mu Chen didn't sleep, he was indeed a little tired, but his nerves were very tense.

He sat at the table and drank water.

He didn't drink because he had run out of wine.

No one was looking for him to drink at this time, but he wanted to drink now.

So he had to find it himself.

Walking down the stairs, the lobby downstairs was empty, and the moonlight shone through the windows, making the whole room glow.

Suddenly, Mu Chen saw a person sitting at a table in the corner of the lobby.

Mu Chen's scalp suddenly tingled because all he saw was a dark shadow.

The shadow sat in the corner, as if drinking.

What the hell is this?

Mu Chen didn't dare to speak, and the black shadow didn't seem to notice him.

Wood dust did his best to keep his composure.

He took a step and walked down the stairs.

The lobby is very quiet, so the footsteps of Mu Chen are very abrupt.

But the shadow didn't react yet.

Still drinking?

Mu Chen slowly walked over to the black shadow.

This dark shadow was in the corner, so Mu Chen couldn't see his face, but it could be seen through the moonlight that this person was in good shape, not too tall and not too short.

The dark shadow raised the glass in his hand and took a sip of wine.

Mu Chen made up his mind before he spoke, "This friend, can you give me a glass of your wine?"

The black shadow didn't answer, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the wine glass was thrown over and thrown at Mu Chen's face.

Mu Chen immediately reached out to catch it, and when he looked at the black shadow again, the black shadow was gone.

There was not a single sound.

Mu Chen looked at the empty wine glass in his hand, stepped forward, picked up the wine jug on the table and shook it.

And wine, and those who can drink are not ghosts.

But who is this person, and why is he here?

Mu Chen poured the wine into the empty wine glass in his hand and took a sip, the expression on his face became more solemn.

Mu Chen looked around.

The door didn't open, and the position of the latch hadn't even changed.

In other words, the dark shadow should still be here.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed outside the window.

Mu Chen immediately stood up, opened the door, and ran out.

But there was no one, only the meadow illuminated by the moonlight.

Mu Chen was stunned and couldn't help but think.

Who would have such a high level of light work?

Are they people from the Xiang Heavenly Sect? Could it be that they have already come? Since they are here, why don't they come out to meet?

Mu Chen didn't think that Lin Hongyue was a fool, if he really came, if he wanted to kill him, of course, it was most convenient to do it in secret.

Face-to-face duels are glorious, but they are not smart.

The spring night was still a little cold, and Mu Chen stood for a while, then felt a little chilly, and was about to go back to the inn.

Suddenly, I heard a scream coming from inside the inn.

It was Shen Yueying's scream.

Mu Chen didn't hesitate at all, and immediately returned to the lobby.

This time, Mu Chen finally knew why Shen Yueying was calling.

When Mu Chen saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, and his heart was like colic.

Shen Yueying was already paralyzed on the ground, stunned.

Ning Yitian rushed over when he heard the sound, and when he saw this scene, cold sweat immediately soaked on his head.

The cold wind blew into the lobby and blew the corners of the clothes.

Inside the lobby, on the beams, the bodies of seven people were hung on it.

A row of corpses, hideous-looking, looked like devils in the moonlight.

Seven corpses were still floating in the air.

It is the corpse of the Purple Wind Seven.

Shen Yueying couldn't help but vomit and cry.

The muscles on Mu Chen's face twitched.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed.

Mu Chen looked sideways and saw a sword flash in front of his eyes.

The man holding the sword was a man in black.

Mu Chen grabbed the stabbing sword between his fingers and punched the man in black.

The man in black has a very high light skill, and this punch only hits the corner of his clothes.

Then, the man in black discarded his sword and jumped out the door.

Mu Chen was just about to chase after him, but there was another cold light, and a knife flew towards Mu Chen.

Mu Chen stretched out his hand to catch it, and he wanted to chase it again.

But his legs suddenly went limp, and his stomach ached.

He had no strength in his feet.

The candle flame shone on Mu Chen's pale face.

He was lying on the bed, his whole body limp.

The pain of wood dust is not in the body, but in the heart.

Because his friends died, and seven died.

He hardly dared to think about it, he didn't dare to think that the Seven Heroes of the Purple Wind were dead, and he didn't dare to think that he had fallen for the trick.

The wine he drank in the lobby was given laxatives by the man in black.

Although he is inviolable, laxatives still react to his body.

Now he can only lie on the bed, trembling all over.

What scared Mu Chen even more was that the knife that attacked him still had a note on it.

"Exchange seven lives for one life, murderer, Gu Xiangmo Shangguan has no clothes"

Shangguan Wuyi killed the Seven Heroes of the Purple Wind.

Of course, Mu Chen didn't believe it, but he suddenly found that he didn't know Shangguan Wuyi, let alone Shangguan Wuyi's martial arts.

But he was still comforting himself, and the black shadow he saw, the figure of that person was different from Shangguan Wuyi.

But he knew in his heart that the black shadow was not necessarily the person who killed the person, and the person who killed the person was not necessarily the man in black.

Perhaps, there was more than one person who could kill seven people silently in such a short period of time and hang their bodies up.

So among these people, are there Shangguan who have no clothes?

Mu Chen didn't dare to ask himself, and he didn't dare to think of the answer.

Shangguan Wuyi did have a reason to kill them, if he said that he didn't kill them in Huashan before, he was worried about Bian Xiaofeng's power, and it must be a good opportunity to do it now.

What's more, Gu Xiangmo's reputation is not good.

Mu Chen immediately closed his eyes, he couldn't think about it anymore.

Before he knew it, he was already asleep.

Listen to the wolf wailing outside the house.

He slept for a long time, and did not wake up until dusk the next day.

At dusk, the sun on the horizon is dazzling.

But for Mu Chen, the sun is not piercing his eyes, but his heart.

He quietly looked at the nine graves in front of him.

When he came yesterday, there were only two of them, and seven graves had been added overnight.

And these seven people are all his friends.

"You brothers can be reunited"

Mu Chen could only comfort himself like this.

He felt guilty, if he hadn't gone out to chase the shadow, maybe it could have been undone, but it had all happened now.

Why do people always have to wait until something happens before they regret it?

Maybe it's because every moment of decision affects our whole lives.

If a person's life has been arranged, if he can see his own life, then isn't that person's life very boring?

If a person wants to live a different life in his life, then he will inevitably have to buy a few more packets of regret medicine.

Of course, in the end, it is yourself who is guilty.

If you want to live a different life, of course, there are some costs.

It's a pity that not everyone can afford this price.