Mu Zhixia's eyelashes blinked, "What kind of formation is this?" ”

"There are no gods in all directions." After speaking, Rong Yan glanced at her deeply.

Mu Zhixia keenly sensed something, "This formation has something to do with me?" ”

"There is no god in all directions, it is the formation of the Mu family."

Mu Zhixia paused for a moment, "Then how do we get out now?" There was nothing unusual in his voice.

didn't ask, why did the people of the Rong family spread the Mu family's formation?

Not even the slightest expression of curiosity was revealed.

Rong Yan took out a short bamboo flute from his arms, and a red tassel fell under the flute.

He put it to his mouth and blew a few times, put the flute away, "Just wait for someone to come and save you." ”

Mu Zhixia snorted.

Instead of waiting in place, he walked around and stopped, touching the invisible formation, as if he was feeling the operation of the aura, or thinking about a way to break the formation.

Rong Yan said: "If you are curious, I will ask someone to draw a picture of the formation for you when you go back." ”

Mu Zhixia looked back and smiled at him, "Okay." ”

Rong Yan sighed, "You just have a heavy mind. If you have anything to say directly to me. ”

Mu Zhixia smiled: "Even if I don't say it, can't you feel it?" This is called having a soul. ”

After waiting for only two or three minutes, a gust of wind rose, and the empty space in front of him shook, and a figure floated out.

The man was tall and thin, wearing a white filial piety robe, his face hidden in the wide hat of the filial piety robe, but his face still wore a strange human face mask.

The face on the mask was pale and white, and the black eyes were round and angry.

Rong Yan took Mu Zhixia's hand and nodded to the man, "It's hard work." ”

The angry-faced masked man bowed his head in return and did not speak.

Rong Yan said: "The formation was laid by him, and he can only take us out." ”

Mu Zhixia's eyes fell on the masked man and looked at him for a few seconds, but he didn't speak.

She could see that this person was a spirit, and he could set up the Mu family's four godless arrays......

Then this person is very likely to be a member of the Mu family before his death.

The people of the Mu family have become the necrons of the Rong family......

Mu Zhixia held his palm, lowered his eyes, and calmed his fluctuating emotions.

…… She can't do anything, all cause and effect were doomed many years ago.

She can only rely on the Rong family now, so that she can slowly straighten the Mu family, which is hanging down.

Dare to imagine that she can restore her former glory, as long as she can clear the previous haze as much as possible, let the Mu family return to the yin and yang realm, and regain the recognition of her colleagues, she will already be worthy of her father's wishes.

They followed behind the masked man, turning and turning, and soon, the brightly lit Qiushui Pavilion was getting closer and closer.

It can be seen that the masked man is very familiar with the formation.

He didn't have to think about it when he led the way, as if the map was already in his mind.

When the last step fell, and the familiar night breeze blew again, Rong Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"With this formation guarded, no one will be able to break into the Qiushui Pavilion tonight."

As he spoke, the void not far away shook, and a ripple-like wave of light spread out, and a man in a black sweatshirt and blue jeans walked out of it.

Rong Yan: "......"

Mu Zhixia: "......"

Qiushui Pavilion is brightly lit, and the downstairs is also illuminated as daylight.

The man was not surprised to see them, her face covered by a wide sweatshirt and hat, and her hands were in her pockets.

"Quartet Godless Array, did you set it up?"