She walked over, and before she could touch the window, the thing knocking on the window outside had already pushed open the window itself impatiently and came in.

Mu Sensen: "!! ”

It's a colorful, big, fancy bird. On his head is a crest of green birds, majestic.

It's about ...... Parrot?

"You, what's the matter?" Mu Sensen asked.

One man and one bird, silently relative.

Just as Mu Sensen was weighing the bird with his eyes about a few kilograms, the big bird was also purring at Mu Sensen with a pair of dark eyes, as if to confirm whether it was the person it was looking for.

After a few moments, it spoke.

Yes, spoken.

"That Taoist friend of yours is now a guest at King Zhen's Mansion. The island in the middle of the lake is the place where the prince cultivates, and he can't stay for a long time. Come back soon, your friend, who is still waiting for you to drink. ”

It was a woman's voice, soft and slow, soft and glutinous.

Listening to the voice, it seemed that you could see the woman who spoke, rubbing her temples, her face was pale, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned.

Princess Jane.

As soon as the green-haired bird's claws loosened, a piece of gray fluttering something rolled down.

That's a handful...... A broken wooden sword.

Xiao San is a spirit body, and this wooden sword is naturally also a spirit object.

But this strange bird was able to catch it, and the moment the wooden sword hit the ground, it turned into a few wisps of black smoke and disappeared into midair.

The big bird flapped its wings, and a woman's soft urging voice came from its mouth: "Come back quickly!" Hurry up! ”

With that, it flapped its wings and disappeared into the dim night.

Mu Sensen no longer had the interest of peeking at Rong Yan going up the mountain just now.

She crouched on the ground, frowning.

Last night, since the fight between Jun Ming and Prince Zhen, the entire island in the middle of the lake has been quiet for a whole day.

Prince Zhen didn't come back, Jun Ming didn't come back, Xiao San didn't come back, and the old fox didn't come back.

Mu Sensen didn't think there was anything, he was a ghost who had lived for hundreds of years, what could happen in this gloomy place?

But Princess Zhen sent a bird to bring such a message.

The little golden dragon quietly coiled in her hand, poked his head out, and looked at her with those ruby eyes, without blinking.

Mu Sensen thought for a moment and made a decision.

She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled briskly, "Since Princess Zhen is so concerned about me, let's go back and have a look." Ancestors, I have lived for so many years, and I have never been afraid of these cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods. ”

Just when Mu Sensen dragged a small boat and took advantage of the night to drift into the lake, Rong Yan and the others also arrived at the top of the mountain.

Everyone stood in the woods, silently looking at the continuous pavilions shrouded in darkness in front of them, and the ambition at the foot of the mountain had long since disappeared.

In its place, there is an oppressive, restless, heavy atmosphere.

They had all imagined what it would be like to confront the black dragon.

But they didn't expect that they would be greeted by such darkness.

Rong Yan's expression was indifferent, and he took out two lighting charms and burned them in his hands. "Guys, let's look around for any danger at the top of this mountain."

As soon as he spoke, the inexplicable uneasiness in the crowd was dispelled.

The mad monk put down a cloth bag from his waist, "Come on, let my little baby go and help you explore the way first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the pitch-black buildings in front of him suddenly turned on all the lights.

Brilliant and bright, a little dazzling in an instant.

Followed by the light is the sound of silk and bamboo music that flows like flowing water.

The pavilion at the top of the mountain seemed to wake up suddenly, and in an instant it went from a deep sleep to a state of banquet.