At night, the drunken spring building is still singing and dancing, and there will be laughter from the guests outside the door from time to time, and it is already the hour, and only one room seems to be much quieter.

Xue Gui anxiously paced back and forth in the room, and the mysterious letter asked him to wait until the time came, and then the fairy dragon grass he had in mind would appear.

After leaving Changlongfang, he had been waiting for a long time, the time had never been so long, from anxiously waiting, to the current impatience, Xue Gui felt as if he had been deceived.

Curled the corners of his mouth as if deprecating himself, how could there be such a good thing in the world? Would someone help him get the fairy dragon grass for no reason?

Aren't you kidding me?

Xue Gui immediately became angry, and he kicked the beam, causing the entire room to shake.

"Young Sect Master!"

His subordinates pushed the door in, he cautiously looked at Xue Gui's face, and then leaned into his ear.

"There's nothing out there, are you still waiting here?"

"Damn," Xue Gui scolded: "Which one is not looking for me to be happy?" ”

He suddenly felt disappointed, and looked forward to it in vain, so he waved his sleeves and said angrily: "Let's go!" ”

Just as he turned around, he heard the sound of doors and windows opening.

A gust of wind suddenly poured into the room, and Xue Gui turned his head sharply.

With a whoosh, a metal object shot straight into his face, and his men screamed to be careful, and then blocked in front of him.

What secret weapon?

The metal object was so powerful that it made a muffled sound when it hit the person, and his hand was hit in the chest, and he immediately squatted on the ground with a scream.

Xue Gui drew his sword and took a few steps forward, only to see the doors and windows open, and there was no one outside the window.

What's the situation?

Xue Gui's body leaned out of the window slightly, and the streets and alleys below were lit with rose-red lanterns, and in the distance, Bishui City was still lit up, and there was nothing unusual to see.

When he looked up, there was no sound on the roof, and Xue Gui suddenly became puzzled.

"Young Sect Master......"

"Young Sect Master, it's a ring!"

"Take?" Xue Gui was suddenly startled, and hurriedly turned around and walked to his subordinates.

"Where?"

The hand trembled and raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand was a simple ring.

Looking at the familiar emblem above, Xue Gui muttered, "Tianyin Pavilion ......"

The time has come, and there is only one possibility.

Xue Gui's heart moved, and he took out the contents of the ring.

Then he was ecstatic, he didn't care about those high-grade spirit stones, weapons, and talismans, his eyes were fixed on one of them.

The roots of this plant are very long, the leaves are thin and stretched, and the abundant breath makes the whole body feel cool and comfortable, and the half-opened buds are coated with a layer of faint fluorescence, beautiful and mysterious.

It's fairy dragon grass! Xue Gui was so excited that he couldn't express it, he thought that he would not be able to further improve his cultivation in this life, and he was not even qualified to participate in the trial of the Immortal Sect, but at this moment, this immortal grass magically appeared in his hands.

"Congratulations to the young sect master for getting what he wanted...... his subordinates rubbed their chests, but their expressions were still happy.

Xue Gui was brought back to reality by this sentence, and his face gradually became solemn, because this matter was really strange, which force did it? What is the significance of this move?

The spirit plant in his hand is not only an elixir for promotion, but also a hot potato.

Tianyin Pavilion will not give up.

Walking to the window, there was still nothing unusual about the blue water city outside the window, and it was no different from what he saw every day, and then he gently closed the doors and windows.

"Go and prepare the horses, and we'll go back."

No matter what kind of uproar this spirit plant would cause, he wouldn't hand it over.

It's something that belongs to him.

......

"Xue Gui has already obtained the Immortal Dragon Grass, how can you blame him for the suspicion of killing people and snatching treasures?"

In the dark, Saiges watched Xue Gui and the others leave, and asked Mu Lan on the side.

"There's no need to blame." Mu Lan held her forehead and said softly: "The Immortal Dragon Grass is in Xue Zhen's hands, and he can't clear this matter, so to a certain extent, he is an accomplice, and he is also one of the murderers." ”

Although Saige flew with him just now, the overdraft of his mental power still made Mu Lan speak softly, in order to suppress those Tianyin Pavilion monks for the first time, Mu Lan had no reservations, and even this level of overdraft took her several hours to recover when she meditated.

"The two sects are not all fools, if Tianyin Pavilion insists on investigating, or Xue Gui is exposed, the truth will still come out." Seggs said.

"So the other part of the plan came into effect." Mu Lan said softly: "I will let the two sides completely intensify the conflict, so as to lose the communication channel, the initial truth will gradually blur, and it will rot in Xue Gui's stomach." ”

This is the intention of choosing Xue Gui, he is a short-sighted, and at the same time selfish to the extreme, this person thinks very highly of himself by relying on himself as the son of the sect master, arrogant and domineering, but his spiritual roots are mediocre, his cultivation is stagnant, and his extreme arrogance and inferiority are integrated into a person, this is the weakness of human nature that Mu Lan sees.

Xue Gui did everything he could to improve his cultivation, but he still didn't get anything after several years, and at this time, the appearance of the fairy dragon grass gave him hope.

Although he was defeated by the strong financial resources of Tianyin Pavilion, he was obviously unwilling, and Mu Lan gave him this opportunity.

When he really grasped the hope of promotion, Xue Gui would not give up, he would only secretly leave the Immortal Dragon Grass, even if it might cause a war between the two sects.

And in the letter left by Mu Lan, there was a reason why Xue Gui was deliberately asked to wait until late at night.

Whether he pretends that nothing happened, spends the night in Bishui City under the control of Tianyin Pavilion, or rushes back to the sect overnight, there will always be suspicions that are difficult to hide.

Even if he is a person who does things without leaving traces, Mu Lan can forcibly create traces to make Tianyin Pavilion notice.

Stroking the green ink jade bracelet, the human corpses and horse corpses in the valley have been collected inside, and the remains of the Fu Seal are also among them, and they have to find a way to completely destroy the corpses.

"Your strength seems to have regained somewhat." Mu Lan looked at Saiges's side face and said lightly.

"Hmm." Seggs' dark eyes looked over, and the crimson of the time had faded.

"What about your memory, have you recovered it too?"

Saigs didn't reply this time, just looked at her quietly, his pupils getting darker and darker.

When intercepting and killing the Tianyin Pavilion monk, Saiges showed an indescribable killing intent, and that kind of violent and bloodthirsty temperament shocked Mu Lan, after all, in her heart, this demon always maintained a decent and elegant demeanor, and a frivolous expression that was full of care.

Of course, sometimes irritating her, intentionally or unintentionally, the demon seems to like to see the negative characteristics of humans.

But in the valley, Mu Lan learned the other side of Segs, a bloody and murderous look like a grim reaper.

Saigs remained silent, and Mu Lan tried to experience his inner thoughts, but was then taken over by a distorted and chaotic consciousness.

"The Well of the Abyss is an existence that you cannot comprehend, don't try to perceive it with the knowledge of your weak creatures at low latitudes."

Mu Lan couldn't describe the feeling at this moment, she seemed to see a starry sky, and she seemed to see the eternal depth.

There, the light is swallowed up, the energy is decaying, and everything in the world seems to be unable to escape the fate of annihilation.

"Enough!"

Mu Lan was interrupted by the voice of Saiges, and then she felt cold sweat oozing from top to bottom of her body, which was very similar to when facing the evil god Saratos.

There was a faint pain in her brain, Mu Lan sighed, her body was already a little weak, and now she couldn't even use her strength.

"If it weren't for the jade bracelet in your hand, your soul would have been devoured by me at this moment." Saigs laughed mockingly, feeling that Mu Lan was a little self-conscious.

"Let's go." Mu Lan said softly: "Return to the cloud view." ”