And the masters of these sects all participated in the assassination of her family back then, so that is to say, the mother has already begun to act, and she can solve the masters of the various sects so easily and not be caught. From this point of view, she must be hiding in a certain sect, waiting for an opportunity, or she is constantly hiding in different sects. In short, her current habitat must be among the sects, maybe among the sects that have already succeeded, maybe among the sects that plan to do it, or among the sects that don't plan to do it at all.

It was already midnight, because of a day's sleep, and because of a very good mood, Luzhu was completely sleepy, and sat idly on the chair in the corridor for a while.

Looking at the almost round moon, my heart suddenly chuckled, tomorrow is the time of the full moon......

The next day, Lu Zhu didn't have the heart to think about her mother's whereabouts or the prime minister's surgery. The pain of being in the ice cellar last time appeared in her dreams like a nightmare, like a bone-eating pain, and she didn't have the courage to let go. Now, like a lamb to the slaughter, she knows something terrible is about to happen, but she can't do anything but wait helplessly for the result.

Since that day, she has also tried to find relevant records from medical techniques, but to no avail, presumably very few people have this disease, or a genetic disease that only people of the Meiyan tribe can get.

The result was terrible, and the waiting process was also terrible, and Luzhu trembled all day, helpless to be swayed by his own cowardice. As time passed, especially at dusk, she clearly felt the temperature of her body gradually dropping, the last time she didn't notice this slight change because she didn't know it, but now it seemed to magnify it several times because of the fluctuations in her heart.

At dusk, the street vendors begin to pack up their stalls and prepare to go home, and the number of pedestrians decreases. There is no bustle and hustle and bustle on the road, only the sparse sound of packing up things and the occasional pedestrian talking.

And this ordinary atmosphere of peace was abruptly interrupted. A group of men in black on horseback marched in this direction, whipping their horses so hard that they kicked up a lot of dust everywhere they went. There are about 100 people, all of them have silver masks on their faces, especially the leader of the people, the mask is extremely fine, every edge and corner is clearly visible, and the material is also of the highest quality, but the mask seems to have deliberately carved a long and terrifying scar on the left cheek, plus his clear eyes that make people look like falling into an ice cellar, it is like a hell Shura.

Suddenly, such a big battle came, everyone was frightened and consciously retreated to both sides, and the small vendors didn't care about cleaning up half of the stalls, so they hurriedly hid aside to give up their positions, and even stumbled and almost knocked off the ground.

When they walked away, everyone looked at each other, such a big battle, it must not be a person from the government, it seemed like a person from a sect.

The sharp-eyed person has already recognized it, isn't that the Black Evil Clan? A sect that was unheard of three years ago, but rose overnight. That night, they annihilated the most popular Ten Thousand Poison Sect in one fell swoop, the 15 elders of the whole sect were killed, and the 3,560 disciples were leaderless.

However, no one knew where they were stationed, and they disappeared from everyone's sight after that night, along with the 3,560 disciples, as if they had evaporated from the earth. It will only appear occasionally when performing tasks, and whenever this happens, there will always be a lot of bloody rain, which will make everyone frightened, and all sects are also panicked, for fear that they will also become a thorn in the eye of the black evil clan, a nail in the flesh, and be removed from the rivers and lakes overnight, after all, their strength is far lower than that of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

They always wear black clothes and silver masks when they carry out their missions, and never show their true faces. Especially the black face of the door master, no one has ever seen his true face, because everyone who has seen it has died in Huangquan!

As soon as it was passed on to ten, ten, hundred, the street suddenly exploded. They actually saw the Black Evil Clan, who had been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and the leader was the Black Evil Clan's master, Black Face, and only he could wear that scar mask!

This time it was in the territory of Yao State, which had never happened before, and I don't know which sect or which dignitary's mansion suffered this time.

Everyone was curious, pointing in the direction they were traveling, speculating about their goal. Naturally, it will not be civilians like them who can be looked down upon by the Black Evil Clan, and they don't have to worry about it. What's more, despite the curiosity that killed the cat, he actually followed them in the direction they had just traveled.

Prince's Mansion.

The Prince's Mansion was surrounded by clusters, and there were more than 100 black-clothed people with one person and one horse, which was the Black Evil Clan just now. And at this moment, the hidden guards of the Prince's Mansion were also dispatched, and they confronted each other with swords in hand, and both sides were tense.

At the door, there was only one man and one horse, it was a black face, and the corpse of a hidden guard lay at his feet, without a trace of blood, but his face was extremely distorted and terrifying, and a palm print clearly appeared on his chest, which seemed to shatter his ribs and dent down.

This person is the head of the hidden guard who just adhered to the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, and he didn't know the sky. The hidden guards are also well-trained people, and when they saw the death of the leader, their faces did not change, and they were all fearless, guarding every inch of territory under their feet.

The black face did not give an order, and everyone did not dare to do it without permission, and the hidden guards had no leader to instruct, so they naturally did not dare to act rashly, just waiting for the arrival of the real master, Prince Yao Jinmo.

And the black face was just staring at the open vermilion lacquer gate that was guarded by no one at the moment, as if he was also waiting, waiting for the arrival of the person reported by the guards!

"What kind of wind actually summoned the black face of the black demon clan master, this mansion is really full of brilliance." Yao Jinmo shook the folding fan and walked out from behind the door calmly, but he couldn't hear it before he saw it.

"Find someone!" A cold voice came from under the silver mask, and just two simple words were enough to shock everyone present.

"Why did you come to my house to find someone, I'm afraid I want you to ......"

Yao Jinmo tugged at the corners of his mouth, and responded uninhibitedly, before he finished speaking, a gust of palm wind approached the door in front of him, and in an instant, the black face appeared in front of him, and the speed made everyone present staggered.

Yao Jinmo was caught off guard, and took two steps back before he could catch it. When the sleeves fluttered, the two of them had already made a few moves, and they were galloping.

The eyes of everyone present were looking this way, watching this contest of their life and death.