I don't know how long I slept, but when Yan Murong woke up, it was already dark outside, and after feeling the condition of his body, Yan Murong laughed.

That's right, he did break through, and his internal strength improved again, which means that he can fully use the fourth shot.

Regarding how to improve internal strength, there is no detailed record in the Ghost Gate's eight-needle needle spectrum, but this time, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

A "squeak" sounded, and before Yan Murong could get up from the bed, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and immediately after, a figure walked in.

"How long have I been asleep?" Yan Murong sat up, looked at Dong Wuyan who walked in with a tray and asked.

"Thirty hours." Dong Wuyan said.

"Thirty hours?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had only slept for a few hours at most, but he didn't expect that he had slept for so long.

"Let's have some soup." Dong Wuyan put the tray on the table, looked at Yan Murong and said.

"yes, okay." As soon as Dong Wuyan said this, Yan Murong also felt the feeling of emptiness in his stomach, turned over and got out of bed, and he didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

"Hey, the old man's craftsmanship is not bad." Looking at the empty bowl on the table, Yan Murong sighed unsatisfactorily. "The heat of this tiger bone soup is just right, and the taste is also good."

"That's what I did." Dong Wuyan said softly.

"You did it?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, and then sighed. "Damn, I know that old man's lazy tendons hurt."

"Thank you." Dong Wuyan looked at Yan Murong and said.

"Thank you." Yan Murong said with a smile, this breakthrough made his mood extremely refreshing, and said jokingly. "How can you say that she is also my sister-in-law? It should be, by the way, did you wake up without tears? ”

"Wake up." Dong Wuyan nodded, and was about to speak, when the light above his head suddenly turned on, making the two of them subconsciously squint.

"Sister, Brother Yan, why don't you turn on the lights?" Dong Wu's tearful voice sounded in the room.

"Huh? Didn't turn on the lights? Yan Murong muttered, then looked at Dong Wuxian who was standing in front of him, and said. When did you wake up? ”

"A few hours ago." Dong Wutear happily grabbed Yan Murong's arm. "Brother Yan, thank you, I heard my sister say that you saved me."

"It should." Yan Murong nodded, motioned for Dong Wuxian to sit down, and asked. "Do you feel any discomfort?"

"Nope." Dong Wutearfully shook his head. "I had a long dream and it felt so real, so perfect."

"What did you dream about?" Yan Murong asked curiously, thinking, as the little snake said, this girl locked herself in her dream.

"I didn't dream anything." Dong Wuxian thought about it and said softly. "It feels very real, it's exactly like the real world. I thought it was the real world, until I suddenly felt a terrible headache and my eyes began to blur, and when I woke up, I found that it was here. ”

"So powerful?" Yan Murong was surprised.

According to Xiao Snake, Dong Wuxi's situation was really made by the dreamer, but is there such a powerful person in this world?

"That's right." Yan Murong suddenly remembered something, looked at Dong Wuxian and said. "Do you remember before you fainted?"

"Yes." Dong Wuxian nodded and said. "I went to a party with my friends that night, and when I got home, I felt so tired that I went straight to my room and went to sleep."

"Nothing else?" Yan Murong asked strangely. "Did you come into contact with any special people or special things at the meeting?"

"Someone special and something special?" Dong Wuxian tilted his head and thought for a while before shaking his head and saying. "Nothing special, I stayed at home all the time and never went out."

"Impossible." Yan Murong shook his head resolutely. "Think about it again, don't think about it before, just think about whether you met a special person or something during the party."

"At the party?"

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Dong Wuxian fell silent, and after a while, he raised his head to look at Yan Murong and said. "I didn't meet any special people or things, but I met a few strangers who attended that party, is that special?"

"Count." Yan Murong nodded and hurriedly asked. "Who are those people?"

"I don't know." Dong Wuxian said. "My friend said it was a few friends from abroad, and then they introduced me to me."

"Foreigners?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, a little surprised in her heart.

It seems that most of the ghost people are foreigners, so could it be that the ghost sent them?

But after thinking about it, Yan Murong felt that something was wrong again.

If it was a ghost person, then why did you want to do it to Dong Wuxi? Is it just to catch yourself?

Thinking of the woman she met on the mountain road, Yan Murong felt that things were a little complicated.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Yan Murong's mind, and in an instant, he thought of an extremely possible but unbelievable possibility.

The woman shouted something like "The prince won't let you go" as she jumped off the cliff - apparently the prince was the ghost man.

I went into the mountain to find the old man, except for Dong Wuyan and Su Qingwu, this matter is not known to Dong Wuyan's family and Xiao Snake. However, it is impossible for the little snake to tell others his destination, and the others have no idea their whereabouts before, and the only possibility is that the ghost person has been secretly staring at him, and he has not found it.

First, the ghost man appeared, and then after entering the mountain, he met three more ninjas, so Yan Murong thought of a possibility - this mysterious ghost organization was related to the Mitsui family.

Thinking about it in this way, Yan Murong was surprised to find that Zheng Wuming was actually associated with a ghost.

"Impossible, impossible, how could he be a ghost man." Yan Murong shook his head again and again.

"What can't be?" Dong Wuyan looked at Yan Murong talking to himself there, and asked strangely.

"Huh?" Hearing Dong Wuyan's voice, Yan Murong remembered that the two sisters were still sitting next to him, so he came back to his senses, shook his head, and said. "It's nothing, just thinking about things without tears."

"Did you think of something?" Dong Wuyan asked.

"A little." Yan Murong didn't hide it, nodded and said. "It's just that this possibility is too small."

After speaking, Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuxian and asked. "Do you remember what those foreigners looked like?"

"Yes." Dong Wuxian nodded, and was about to speak, but suddenly he was stunned again. "I don't remember."

"Didn't you say you remember?" Yan Murong asked strangely.

"I thought I remembered." Dong Wuxian thought hard again and said. "But now that I think about it, I don't remember what those people looked like."

"What a trick." Yan Murong shook his head and let out a sigh.