As soon as she turned around, Lou Wange noticed a trace of dangerous aura, following that aura, Lou Wange chased straight up to the seventh floor, pushed open the door of the room, and the aura suddenly disappeared, she felt surprised: the feeling just now can't go wrong, why is that aura gone when it reaches the seventh floor, and can easily drive to her room, it seems that she knows someone-

After concentrating and perceiving, the breath had flown out of the Cold Snow Pavilion, and there was no room for deep thought, Lou Wange chased after the breath, chasing and catching up along the way, considering the surrounding factors, how many pairs of eyes stared at the Cold Snow Pavilion, she didn't dare to exert her light skills to the extreme, and she had been maintaining a distance from that person, and was about to chase out of the city, but the person suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward, as if she had already noticed that someone was chasing behind.

"I wonder who your Excellency is? Why are you lingering outside my Cold Snow Pavilion? ”

"Pavilion Master, don't come unharmed!" The man turned his head, and the silver-black mask could not see his face clearly, but the insolent eyes were terrifying.

Lou Wange clenched the jade flute in his hand and carefully observed the person in front of him: Humanity has never been seen, looking at the figure and listening to the voice, he is only about thirty years old, and he has never seen the number of light skills, but with his breath, this person's martial arts are definitely not weak. I have never made enemies, so who is that? Could it be—

"The pavilion master didn't speak, he probably guessed who I was, hahaha-"

"Dongru? Flat month? It was you who orchestrated the hunting ground assassination...... Who are you, and who sent you? Lou Wange kept observing the other party, trying to see something, and she always felt that the person in front of her must be someone she knew.

"Tut-tut, the pavilion master asks so many words at once, which one should I answer first? I came to the Cold Snow Pavilion this time, and I had no other intention, just to bring a word to the pavilion master. The man took a few steps forward and approached Lou Wange:

"Either stop it right away, or die."

"Hmph, you look up to me, so please bring back a sentence: My evening song, I must find out the reason for everything, and the north moon is peaceful."

"Let's talk about it with it or not, I'm afraid that the pavilion master will come out for too long, and the people of the Cold Snow Pavilion should be suspicious-" The man disappeared like a wisp of smoke, and his voice gradually dissipated.

Lou Wange's brows sank, but she didn't chase anymore, turned around and went back to the Cold Snow Pavilion, at this time, suddenly a bell sound sounded in her mind, and suddenly the world was spinning in her brain, she stopped and shook her head, she didn't allow much thought, and returned to the Cold Snow Pavilion after a pause.

Returning to the pavilion, fortunately, everything was fine during the time she went out, rubbing her temples, she thought about what had just happened, and felt bad: the dizziness just now was no accident, but the effect of "Fang Fei" was at least one year, and now it is only half a year, which is impossible - however, tonight, there is still a sense of foreboding-

The performance of the Cold Snow Pavilion was already halfway through, and now it seemed that everything was still normal, but Bei Shenye had been watching the performance below with a frown, and he knew that something would definitely happen tonight-

At this time, a girl with tea came in to change the tea, but when she passed by Bei Shenye's side, she suddenly fell, and Bei Shenye helped her up.

"Childe, I'm sorry, the slave is clumsy, please don't punish Childe." The girl said tremblingly.

"Alright, let's go down."

After the girl went out, she passed by a man in the aisle, and the girl looked at the man and nodded slightly.

Bei Shenye unfolded the note that the girl stuffed into herself: the fifty-eighth generation of blood spirits.

Bei Shen was startled at night, and his eyes were enlarged: He knows the blood spirit, there has been a blood spirit in all dynasties, they are raised in the royal family, they are bloodthirsty, cruel and ruthless, they are made by the emperors of previous dynasties, and they are raised to fight as puppets, but the blood spirit has not appeared for a hundred years, is it tonight-

The more I thought about it, the more worried Bei Shenye became: Who is the blood spirit? When does it appear? What's going to happen tonight? Just thinking about it, there was a change downstairs, and when I looked at it at night, I saw that the goddess was scattering flowers, and a woman in red gauze landed slowly, with a graceful figure and a bewitching dance, like a rose blooming. Although it is impossible to see the true face with a veil, it gives people a sense of mystery and charm.

Bei Shenye raised his eyebrows: Who is that not Dongfang Show?