The black mist dissipated, and Shocking Hong just popped out of the illusion, because the distance was too far, the illusion clone was injured again, so there was a faint pain in his chest, and he didn't notice the glint in the eyes of these people.

"I didn't expect that Lord Jinghong looked so ......" A dry mouth.

"So handsome. The other took the place of the one who had spoken.

Only then did Jing Hong realize that this face, which had never shone in the moonlight since he joined Guiyun Hall as a child, was actually exposed to everyone like this, and he couldn't help but feel angry, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, several potholes appeared on the ground of the black jade, and several people quickly avoided this anger.

"Get out!" Jinghong's eyes were dyed red with anger, and the candlestick held in the candle dragon's mouth shone very brightly, and everyone couldn't help but breathe.

Ying Yu looked worriedly at the trace of blood oozing from the corner of Jing Hong's mouth, but he didn't dare to disobey his order, so he had to flash out of the main hall with the other people in Guiyun Hall. When he walked to the door and secretly glanced back, he saw a golden candlestick crossing an afterimage, straight to the door, so frightened that he hurriedly slipped away with the fastest light skill in his life, and did not dare to look back.

The only candlestick was smashed by the fury of the frightening and fell to the ground with a "ding dong" sound, and the hall was pitch black, only the candle dragon's reddish giant eyes flickered. The candle dragon walked slowly around the pillar, and came back with a candlestick in the middle of the night, its tail flicking slightly, and Jing Hong saw it wrap the tip of its tail around a mask, and stretched it out tremblingly.

His face was slightly pale, and he took the mask and fastened it, and the cold touch brought a sense of reassurance. The stinging pain from his chest distorted the face behind the mask, and he sneered, that person's sword qi was really powerful, and the tip of the sword had not yet been submerged by an inch, but it made him suffer such a serious internal injury. If it weren't for the phantom, I'm afraid I shouldn't act so rashly.

The people of Guiyun Hall were reconvened in the hall, and the original formation had been dealt with, leaving only an empty black jade ground.

Shadow peeked at the hall master in the middle who had put on the golden mask again, and pouted with a slight regret.

Jing Hong clasped his arms in front of him and said lightly, "I haven't seen the Moon Bow." ”

"How can this be!" everyone was stunned, the teleportation array could not go wrong, so could it be because the other party was stronger?

"Now His Highness doesn't know where to go, if he comes back to know about this, I'm afraid that you and I will be buried in the Shura Valley Demonic Beast. Jing Hong frowned, it was a bit tricky at this time. The first tracking failed, and the second time the Moonbow was not recovered.

Everyone also looked depressed, and the end of the work was unfavorable, and the hall master and his subordinates saw that there was no estrangement, and they were all dead words.

"Besides, I saw the Returning Cloud Ring. ”

"Your Highness?"

Jinghong shook his head, and wondered in his heart, "It's in a woman's hand." "How can this thing be stolen at will? I'm afraid it's still His Highness's intention. Everyone was clear in their hearts, but they couldn't believe it, His Highness that thing had been carrying it for twenty years like a baby, how could it be said that if you give it away, you will give it away?

Jing Hong's heart was even more chaotic, if His Royal Highness personally sent the woman to return to the cloud ring, how could the woman be infected with the breath of the moon-chasing bow? Hasn't the moon-chasing bow been stolen......

Unless......

A subordinate said weakly, "I'm afraid not...... That person that day was His Highness, right?"

At that time, I only saw a back, and I chased 800 miles and finally lost it. The people of Guiyun Hall are all carefully selected, and the demon cultivators who have been practicing hard for ten years can be compared to a thief casually? If it is said that that person is His Highness, it can make sense.

Everyone sighed.

Jing Hong was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and pressed down, signaling them to be quiet.

"This matter, put it aside for the time being. ”

Shadow shook one leg, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the mask couldn't hide a deep dimple.

If this is true, His Royal Highness walked the wall with the Moon-Chasing Bow Flying Eaves, which frightened the entire Guiyun Hall to think that the Moon-Chasing Bow was stolen and had been tossing for so long, it was really interesting, and was stunned, Yingyu hurriedly stood up in a proper manner, and put away the nonchalant expression on his face.

Not to mention, I used to feel that Lord Jinghong was sharp-toothed and ruthless, but now I don't feel it at all. Even the demon saintess who wears a veil all day long and wants to engage in mystery raised by His Royal Highness in the palace is afraid that she will die of hatred when she sees this face.

It's okay, it's just that this mask looks a little unsightly all of a sudden.

Jing Hong always felt that everyone's eyes swept to his face erratically, and he was furious, and he glared angrily, "Look at what to see!"

Shadow lowered her head and sighed, are all good-looking people short-tempered? I don't know what happened to Lord Jinghong when he went out with his doppelganger, and he even lost his mask.

............

Never sleepy at night, closed and open.

But he went away from the shadow of the lamp, and waited for the moonlight to come.

The windows were open, the cold wind was blowing, and the lights were extinguished one by one, except for a thin red candle in the room. The moonlight was like water, leaking to the ground, as if both feet were stepping on the silver-white waves.

Furball stared out the window with two small ears, very focused.

I wandered for a while, and saw that the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the night was already halfway over.

There was a golden mask on the table, the same color as the ring on her hand, and she leaned against the edge of the bed, her mind in confusion. If you want to talk about the reason why the masked man came to the door, she can't think of anyone else but Lone Light.

Things definitely have nothing to do with her, a rookie, but the thought of Lone Light being chased by someone and having to block the alley in the middle of the night to scare skeletons makes me feel so cruel.

She didn't think about how a person who could provoke a strong enemy could be afraid of the enemy, so she just rolled up the quilt and rolled around.

I'm so sleepy......

It's so late, isn't he coming again?

Lu Luo resolutely refused to admit that she actually wanted to see Lone Light at this time, but the thought of such a possibility still made her a little embarrassed, so she simply got up and closed the window with a "snap".

She wouldn't admit that it was because of that nasty ghost who waited so late!

The furball shook his ears and watched as the window was slapped vigorously and bounced back by the lattice, but it was bigger than before.

He frowned and fell on the bed, covering his head with a quilt.

In the end, it is the heart of a teenager, and after a while, he forgot about the previous troubles, the hand holding the quilt gradually loosened, his brows were stretched, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he had fallen into a dark and sweet dream.

The room was quiet, only the red candle burned with a short wick, and the hairball looked out the window, and his ears moved again.

The window was blown wider by the wind, and a figure fell lightly to the ground, turned his face sideways to look at the little girl who was shrunk into a ball on the bed, a smile appeared at the corner of his lips, he pulled his hair behind him, sat down lightly on the edge of the bed and lowered his head, his long eyelashes drooped, and he didn't know how long he looked at it, before he stood up, lowered the curtain, blew the few candles left, and jumped out of the window.

The hairball tilted its head, and a hand stretched out from the window, white as jade in the moonlight, and gently closed the window.

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