"This young man knows me?"

Mo Binglan blinked her big eyes and wondered.

The breeze blew her inky hair from her sideburns, and she had an elegant and dusty temperament.

She ...... Why don't you remember me? ”

Chen Xuan's heart was faintly throbbing, he really couldn't believe that Mo Binglan would forget him.

He doesn't think he'll recognize the wrong person, he can look similar, but his temperament won't.

"I remember you used to have blue hair, but ......"

Chen Xuan wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Mo Binglan, "I think this young man must have recognized the wrong person, but I would like to meet this woman with the same name and surname as me and a similar appearance." ”

Chen Xuan was stunned for a long time, and then laughed at himself, "It's Chen who is abrupt, I hope Miss Mo will forgive me!" ”

"Why did she refuse to recognize me? Is there something unspeakable, or has it really forgotten me? ”

Chen Xuan was puzzled in his heart.

"It's okay," Mo Binglan shook her head, and then asked, "I don't know why a few people came to this town?" ”

"I am Li Xiaoyao, a native of Yuhang Town, this is my wife Zhao Ling'er, and this is my life-saving benefactor Chen Xuan Chen Divine Doctor," Li Xiaoyao pointed at Zhao Ling'er, and then pointed to Chen Xuan and introduced to Mo Binglan, "As soon as we returned to Yuhang from Xianling Island, we found that this place had become a hell on earth......

After Li Xiaoyao finished speaking, Mo Binglan continued, "It's only been about three hours since I arrived in Yuhang, and there is no living creature in the entire Yuhang, including all the birds and beasts, none of them are spared!" ”

"That'...... Does Miss Mok know who is responsible for such a tragedy? ”

Chen Xuan frowned, and the bad feeling in his heart became more and more prevalent.

Originally, there were no such things in the plot, which means that these mutations are most likely aimed at him.

It stands to reason that this is a bonus dungeon, and it shouldn't have been.

But the bloody reality was in front of him, and Chen Xuan had to suspect that this rewarding dungeon challenge had turned into a conspiracy against him.

Who is the mastermind behind it?

What are they trying to do?

Is there anything in themselves that deserves their attention, the heart of the world?

Also, why did Mo Binglan forget herself?

"I'm not sure about the identity of these ghosts, but it can make Master very cautious, and it's not a small deal!"

Mo Binglan's red lips opened and slowly shook his head.

"Master? I don't know where Miss Mo studied here? Chen Xuan didn't expect that Mo Binglan still had a master in the dungeon world, which made him wonder in his heart again, "Is she really not Mo Binglan?" ”

"Family Master Shushan Sword Saint!" When Mo Binglan reported to her home, her eyebrows were full of reverence.

"It turned out to be a famous family, and I admired it for a long time!"

Chen Xuan hugged his fists and bowed, but in his heart he felt that things were not so simple.

Suddenly, he seemed to have a vague image, about Shushan, he seemed to be very familiar, but very unfamiliar.

"Ginger...... Ming ......"

Chen Xuan muttered in a low voice, but Mo Binglan, who was on the side, changed his face after hearing this!

It's just that she resisted the impulse in her heart and said lightly, "It's not too early, let's bury these poor people first!" ”

Everyone dug a lot of big pits at the foot of the mountain behind the town, and Chen Xuan and Li Xiaoyao found a board cart, piled the bodies together, and pulled them to the back mountain to bury them.

It wasn't until late at night that all the corpses in the town were buried.

"Auntie, Xiaohu, I'm sorry!"

Li Xiaoyao knelt down in front of the two graves, bowing his head and sobbing silently.

He blamed himself very much, if he had come back earlier, maybe his aunt and Xiaohu would not have died.

"It's all my fault, if I had come back earlier, I would have been able to get you out of here!"

Xiaoyao wiped a handful of tears, and his fists creaked, "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge this revenge for you!" ”

"There are no ifs in this world, only consequences and results, so ...... Let's look at the point! ”

Chen Xuan patted Xiaoyao on the shoulder and said, "The matter of avenging the people of Yuhang Town will be left to me, and your task is to escort Ling'er to Nanzhao safely!" ”

Now that the plot has changed, and this change is most likely aimed at him, then Chen Xuan has no reason to involve Xiaoyao and Ling'er anymore.

They also have their own opportunities and stories.

"Nope! I will personally avenge the enmity between my aunt and Xiaohu," Xiaoyao lowered his head, but his tone was unusually resolute.

At this moment, he has no cynical appearance, and the feeling between his eyebrows seems to have gone through vicissitudes.

Chen Xuan categorically couldn't let him get involved, Xiaoyao hadn't accepted the wine sword immortal's inheritance, and now he was an ordinary person.

"This is not only the enmity between your aunt and Xiaohu, but also the enmity of the rest of the innocent people in Yuhang Town," Chen Xuan sighed and said bitterly, "It's not that you won't be allowed to go, but now you, even if you find the murderer, what will you do to take revenge?" ”

"I ......"

Li Xiaoyao opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to refute Chen Xuan's words, because what Chen Xuan said was true, and now he really didn't have the strength to avenge his aunt.

"Listen to my advice, send Ling'er back to Nanzhao first, and then move the rescuers over, if nothing happens halfway, we will meet in Shushan in two months!"

"Okay, Xiao Xuanxuan must pay attention to safety, wait for me to bring the rescuers!"

Li Xiaoyao nodded reluctantly, and at this moment his thirst for power reached a peak.

"After escorting Ling'er back to Nanzhao safely, I will go to Shushan to learn art!"

Li Xiaoyao thought about it, and now there is only this method that is more reliable, and he doesn't expect to learn much skill in Shushan in a month or two.

But with his ability, it shouldn't be difficult to make a few friends, and when the time comes, it's not difficult to ask them for help!

"Okay, it's time for you to set off, Yuhang Town is very unsafe now, if the ghosts fight back, you and Ling'er will be in danger!"

After Chen Xuan watched Xiaoyao and Ling'er leave, Mo Binglan, who was silent on the side, asked, "Where did the young man learn about Jiang Ming?" ”

Mo Binglan under the moonlight was dressed in white, elegant and noble, but also extremely holy.

It's just that the sword in her hand has already been placed on Chen Xuan's neck, "What does it have to do with you and the big devil Jiang Ming?" ”

"Jiang Ming is the devil?"

As the name Jiang Ming was mentioned repeatedly, the picture of last night's dream gradually became clear in Chen Xuan's mind.

In his dream, Jiang Ming was just a poor man.

"What is your relationship with him?"

The cold touch from the blade of the sword made Chen Xuan feel unreal, he turned his head to look at this familiar but unfamiliar face, and smiled, "Jiang Ming has been dead for more than a hundred years, what can I have to do with him?" ”

"Hugh has to quibble, Jiang Ming is a taboo in my Shushan, everything about him was burned in that catastrophe, how did you know about it?"

The blade of the sword pierced the skin, and the red blood flowed down Chen Xuan's fair neck, with a kind of bewitching beauty.

Chen Xuan didn't know how to answer Mo Binglan's question, although he had watched the TV of Fairy Sword, although the episode about Jiang Ming was not very deep in his memory when he watched TV.

But how is he going to explain it?

Tell Mo Binglan directly, is Jiang Ming a character in a TV series he has watched, or are these just his dreams?

"Then you stab!"

Chen Xuan closed his eyes, looking like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

"Do you really think I don't dare, everything related to Jiang Ming should be buried in the ground!"

The cold moonlight shone on the cold blade of the sword, and a breeze blew, and two teardrops were scraped onto the sword, and then slowly flowed to the ground along the sword body.

Mo Binglan's heart suddenly ached, and the sword ghost in his hand put it down, "You...... Why are you crying? ”