In the darkness, inside Dongyi's huge attic, there were only a few faint lights around.

Dongyi's lanterns are also a feature, and most of the lamps in the lamps are not illuminated by open flames, but are lit by flints from volcanoes made of local materials.

Kong Mo quietly walked towards the depths step by step, the first floor of the entire attic was already suspended on the ground, the wooden floor, it seemed that the years had been hesitant for a long time, and with every step of Kong Mo falling, there would be a squeaky sound.

From the outside, it looks like a huge attic with three floors, but from the inside, it is clearly a huge dome.

There will be a second and third layer of fences around the perimeter.

Kong Mo walked to the center of the attic hall, and a slightly dazzling light of white Shuo shone down from the highest point overhead, shining a circular circle of light on the floor.

After the white light fell, a low wooden table with two pouch cushions on either side of the table.

"You're here."

A hoarse voice sounded, and then an extremely tightly wrapped figure walked out from opposite Kong Mo.

Kong Mo looked at the person in front of him quietly, and his outfit was still the same as that of the Shadow Saint, but Kong Mo knew in his heart that the other party might have already changed.

"He's dead?"

Kong Mo was very straightforward, and there was an indifferent sadness in his words.

After hearing Kong Mo's inquiry, the shadow saint under the mask did not answer in a hurry, but walked straight to the low table in the center, sat down cross-legged, and then raised his hand to signal to Kong Mo.

Kong Mo also walked to the center of the aperture and sat down opposite the Shadow Saint.

"This is the tea that the teacher specially left for you, please taste it."

The shadow saint's hoarse voice could not distinguish between men and women, but with a wave of his hand on the table, a set of delicate ceramic tea sets appeared, the tea leaves in the teapot had obviously been brewed for a long time, and the hot air rose like smoke in the white light.

Kong Mo looked at the tea in front of him, nodded slightly, and then took the tea very elegantly, took a sip gently, and put the teacup down.

"When?"

Kong Mo was still asking about the former Shadow Saint, and obviously, after hearing the Shadow Saint in front of him speak, he had already told that the other party was not the original Shadow Saint.

However, since he can succeed him, he must also be the most trustworthy person of the Shadow Saint, so Kong Mo does not have the slightest defense against this Shadow Saint.

"It was a long time ago."

Shadow Saint quietly poured himself a good glass, and then took off the mask on his face, under the white light, there was a white cheek, which looked even a little childish, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Kong Mo smiled helplessly, just sighed quietly, and continued to take a sip of tea.

"This cup should have been drunk by Master with you, but now I'll do it for you."

The Shadow Saint, who had taken off his mask, did not have that hoarse feeling at this moment, but was exceptionally clear and translucent, as crisp as spring water flowing down a mountain stream in this huge empty attic palace.

Xiaoyingsheng picked up the teacup and slowly drank the tea in a standard Dongyi posture.

"What's going on? Who killed your master? ”

A cup of tea is not much, and the gap between Dongyi is shallow and only the size of a thumb, and after a simple sip, a cup has already been drunk.

Kong Mo put down the tea set in his hand and asked.

Little Shadow Saint's eyes were slightly downward, and his slender and narrow eyelashes reflected a narrow shadow under the white light above his head, covering his eyes.

"Master doesn't want you to be involved, Master said on his deathbed that this is a fate variable that cannot be changed."

Faced with Little Shadow Saint's answer, Kong Mo was obviously extremely dissatisfied, so he opened his mouth and continued to argue: "Hit variables? If there is really a saying that there are variables in fate, then why is there life and death? ”

Kong Mo looked at the little shadow saint in front of him with an indifferent face and didn't want to explain the truth at all, he couldn't help frowning, and said:

"My friendship with your master is also quite related, today your master was killed by others, and he was not killed by fate, why don't you want to tell me."

"The master said, this is a fate variable, and it can't be changed."

Xiao Yingsheng was still expressionless, repeating his master's instructions before his death.

"If it's really a fateful variable, then even if I know it, I still can't change it, why don't you want to tell me?"

Kong Mo saw that the little girl in front of him was completely indifferent, and couldn't help but be a little angry, and after blurting out the words he retorted, the strength of his body, and the aura of Haoran couldn't help but come out.

In an instant, on the low table between the two, the cloth towel made of silk began to move involuntarily without wind.

If the Shadow Saint is also dead, then the Tidi Saint in the north, as well as Hai Lao, may have suffered an accident, and Kong Mo is not willing to listen to any so-called fate at this moment.

Now that the First Great Sage of Ye Chao has disappeared and there is no news, there must be a result in this matter.

"Senior, my politeness to you is entirely due to Master's friendly attitude with you, but please don't forget, now my identity is also a Shadow Saint, we should be equals, you'd better think clearly before you start."

Feeling the aura of the saint that began to gradually spread and grow on Kong Mo's body, the little shadow saint on the opposite side did not have a panicked expression at all, but looked extremely indifferent, as if he had long been used to it.

And when he opened his mouth to remind Kong Mo, his own holy power was also like falling from the sky, instantly disrupting the rising momentum of Kong Mo's body.

In an instant, the entire attic hall suddenly became a little depressed, and the darkness around it was like a tide, giving people a feeling of approaching.

Even the white light above his head seemed to be much dimmer.

"It's a strong breath."

Kong Mo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and at the same time gave up his intention to use strong means.

However, just as Kong Mo withdrew his Qi Saint Might, he vaguely felt a hint of familiarity in the aura of the Little Shadow Saint.

But where exactly it was familiar, Kong Mo couldn't remember.

"Senior, please don't misunderstand, I just hope that seniors don't be impulsive, after all, Master is dead, and I'm also very sad."

The Little Shadow Saint silently suppressed Kong Mo, who had been a saint for many years, and this shock also shocked Kong Mo's heart, but the Little Shadow Saint didn't seem to have the intention of bullying others.

On the contrary, after Kong Mo took back Shengwei, he slowly took it back, and nodded slightly to Kong Mo very politely to apologize.

Kong Mo looked at the other party's apology, but he didn't feel any relief at all, after all, he had been holy for many years, and he was not as good as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, even if Kong Mo had a broad mind, he would be depressed for a long time.