They followed the paths and distinctive smells of the temple to a secluded hut with a door open.

Looking through the crack in the door, there was no one else inside, but there were a lot of crystal balls hanging inside, and there seemed to be colorful flames jumping inside those crystal clear spheres.

"Is that a human soul?" said White Scale, utterly shocked.

Everyone was amazed by the crystal ball that filled the room, and the flames of life danced inside.

"It turns out that this is the soul, so beautiful. Shadow reached out and gently touched one of the balls, and the flames inside dodged as if they were spiritual, as if they were playing hide and seek.

"These missing souls, even if they are just a soul, can make people insane or demented. White Scale explained.

"Why are there these spirits here?" Haoran asked.

"Crystals are cages that hold souls, and they may be souls that have not yet been refined. White Scale said.

"Then what are you waiting for, let them go," Xiaoying said.

"Don't worry, I'll say a mantra. As soon as he spoke, the crystal ball floated up by itself, and the flames inside seemed to break out of the crystal cage.

One after another, they rushed out, dozens of multicolored beams seemed to gather consciously, paused for a few seconds, and then left to find their masters, "They are thanking us." "Whitescale is naturally full of respect for these spirits.

When Xiaoying and the others came out, Miss Biao had already disappeared, and I hope there is a bouquet of her in this colorful soul.

All the way back to Yin's Mansion, Yin Haoran was surprisingly silent.

He didn't stick to sit in Xiaoying's room as usual, but went back to his courtyard unusually. Xiaoying didn't think much about it, just his normal reaction after experiencing something magical.

It was a full moon night again, and the jade plate hanging in the night sky turned out to be a blood moon, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, enveloping the Yin Mansion.

Early the next morning, the door of Yin's Mansion was closed, and the food delivery workers found that Yin's Mansion had been slaughtered overnight.

After Yin Haoran woke up from a serious injury, he lost part of his memory, and naturally ascended to the position of the head of the Freedom Sect to deal with the aftermath of more than 100 people. In the past, the lively Yin Mansion is now fluttering with white ribbons, and there is a huge inscription in the lobby to mourn. The rest are nowhere to be found... In particular, it seems that the shadow and the white scale have never appeared. Many messages openly and implicitly identified the saint as the murderer, and various investigations were carried out, but he no longer remembered her.

The blood and rain in the rivers and lakes are rising again, and the spearhead is directed at the Holy Maiden of the Shenyue Sect.

Three months later, the countdown to the martial arts conference...

Martial arts masters gathered near the imperial city to wait for the quadrennial martial arts alliance leader election meeting.

The Imperial City Hotel, operated exclusively behind the scenes by Xiaoying. Imitated by the modern design of the café, coupled with the stage effect, a different repertoire is staged every week, and it has become famous for a while, and everyone knows about it. The rooms are limited, and the numbered check-in has been arranged until the following year, not to mention that the martial arts conference is about to be held, and the rooms of this hotel are sold at a high price and limited quantities on the black market.

Bai Liang had to admire Xiaoying's business talent, with this ability to make money, he could eat it for three years in one year of opening.

"The steward's report says that today's room is full again, when are you going to release those limited rooms?" said Bai Scale, sitting at the window in a dashing manner, while looking at the pedestrians on the road. Compared with three months ago, he is more mature, his expression is not immature, and the line of his chin is more resolute.

Opposite him stood a heroic woman, dressed in a noble women's costume, without too much decoration but dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Senior brother, why are you in a hurry, why is there a little girl begging you for favors?" asked Xiaoying after taking a sip of tea. This white scale became more and more pleasing to the girls, and Xiaoying simply handed over the work of public relations to him, and all the difficult female customers in the store were settled by him.

A roll of the eyes rolled over, "According to the reservation, he will be moving in today," Bai Yan said as he looked at her face uncertainly.

Xiaoying looked down at her toes and hummed softly.

"Here we are," White Scales said, turning his head and looking out the window.

"It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here. Little Shadow muttered.

I saw a young handsome man riding a white horse on the wide road, turning back from time to time to talk to the people in the carriage behind. The carriage was only opened in one corner, and it was impossible to see who was inside, but it was evident that it had a great deal to do with the man on the horse.

Pedestrians on both sides of the road all paused, looked up, sighed, and asked the heavenly people to come on white horses.

came to the Imperial City Hotel like this, "Please come to the guest officer, it turns out to be the head of Yin, let me introduce to you, this is our film boss." Xiao Er introduced.

Xiaoying smiled and turned around, her pupils shrank slightly, she saw Yin Haoran like a beam of sunshine shining into her eyes, and there was a petite man standing next to him, with a shy face, and the eyebrows looked a little similar to her own, which made her heartbeat stop suddenly. Sister Xianyun stood beside Haoran in a man's attire, watching them talk happily, the relationship between the two was by no means simple.

Yin Haoran hadn't paid attention to her properly, but after Xiao Er's introduction, he turned his head slightly to look at her, originally casually glancing and politely greeting. But this glance stopped time, his gaze could not move any further, he could not tell which feeling it was, but it dominated his heartbeat, bang, bang, bang, he heard his own heartbeat ringing with him, the voice of joy from the depths of his soul driving him forward. He couldn't hear any other voices at all, including the anxious screaming of the clouds beside him.

"Boss Shadow, fortunately, I don't know if we've met somewhere?" Haoran took off Xianyun's hand and walked forward, slightly returning to normal.

"Master Yin, fortunately, this should be our first time meeting, I hope the service of our store can satisfy you. Come, take Master Yin to his room. Xiaoying was holding tightly behind her back, and on the surface she was still polite to a boss.

Hao Ran stepped forward again, further shortening the distance between them, and he just wanted to say something.

"Alas, you're here, you've been looking for you over there for a long time," Bai Yan said, taking the initiative to take Xiaoying's hand behind her back and pulling her in the other direction. After taking two steps, he turned back to Haoran and said, "I'm sorry, I'll take her over there to say hello." He took her hand and walked in front of him.

Haoran went from stunned to annoyed, and his eyes reluctantly followed his back for a long time, and only after a while did he say with a cold face: "Go," Xianyun didn't know what was going on, so he could only follow silently and obediently.

"This kid is really distressing, after he lost his memory and forgot all the circumstances, he actually left Xianyun by his side, and dressed up as a man, this is an obsession in his heart!" Bai Liang said, looking like a master of the world.