"I don't know. Song Shenxue shook her head, she has always been a little distracted recently, in a trance, feeling that something big is about to happen, but she can't say what she asks.

Mu Changan didn't expect Song Shenxue to answer this question, he leaned on the table and looked at the snow outside, and sighed: "This snow has been falling for a long time, it's been four days in a row, don't you plan to stop?"

When Song Shenxue heard this, she was stunned for a moment, looked at the snowy sky outside, and muttered, "It's been raining for four days......"

"That's right!" Mu Changan nodded, suddenly remembered Song Shenxue's special functions, and asked curiously, "What time was your last seven days?

He had only been back for four days, and he naturally wouldn't be idle to calculate when it snowed before, so he didn't know that the last time it snowed was a few days ago.

Song Shenxue hesitated, looked at the snowflakes outside, and replied thoughtfully: "It's been half a month since the last time it snowed......

Half a month ago!

Mu Changan's furry little eyebrows twitched, and he subconsciously distanced himself from Song Shenxue, stared at her suspiciously, and asked, "Have you recovered your strength?"

Song Shenxue shook her head and replied, "No." ”

Believe you, a ghost.

Mu Changan began to take out things from the storage bag, and finally took out a master-servant contract, put it on the table, and said, "Come, sign this." ”

Song Shenxue glanced at it, and after finding that it was a master-servant contract, he raised his head and said, "The noble Shenxue King is impossible to become someone else's slave. ”

Mu Changan tilted his head and thought for a while, pointed to the door and said, "Then you can go." ”

Song Shenxue was stunned and looked at Mu Changan in disbelief: "You want to drive me away?!"

"No way, if you don't sign it, I'm afraid that if you recover your strength and kill me, what will I do? Mu Changan said seriously.

Song Shenxue's identity has been a mystery so far, but Mu Changan knows that her identity will definitely not be simple, it's okay that she hasn't recovered her memory now, if she recovers her memory one day, God knows what she will find out, so she must sign a contract while she hasn't recovered her memory yet, and she can also ensure her safety when the time comes, right?

"You have saved my life, and I will not hurt you. Song Shenxue replied with a serious face, what she said was also very sincere, after all, she had good food and accommodation here in Mu Chang'an, and she also had a moon to take, which was much better than the people who chased and killed her before.

There is no reason to hurt Mu Changan.

"Then who knows! Knowing people and knowing faces but not hearts, in case one day you recover your memory and strength and find that you are a big devil, the kind that kills people when you see them, can you still care if I have a life-saving grace for you?" Mu Changan thought of everything for the worst and planned for the worst outcome.

Perfect.

"Impossible!" Song Shenxue glared at Mu Changan, didn't bother to talk to him, got up and walked upstairs.

"Evasion is not the solution to the problem, you can choose not to sign, but I keep the right to expel you......"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Changan found that Song Shenxue had disappeared into the corridor, muttered and moved his head back, and suddenly felt that someone seemed to be looking at him, and subconsciously turned his head to look out of the door.

Seeing this, Mu Changan only felt that his whole body fell into a coma.

But at that moment, a wisp of coolness appeared in his mind, which woke up his whole brain, and after coming back to his senses, he realized that he had unconsciously stepped out of the threshold and stood outside the door.

And the figure that was originally glimpsed in the sky is gone.

"Who the hell is it?" Mu Changan stood outside the door, strafing back and forth, but did not find the figure he had just seen.

It's weird.

He found that he couldn't even remember the appearance of that figure, obviously he had seen the other party's face clearly just now, why couldn't he remember it again?

"It seems that there are a lot of cows, ghosts, gods and snakes in the city. Mu Changan gradually became murderous in his heart.

Dare to confuse him, isn't this looking for death!

A quarter of an hour later, the entire Yongle City was temporarily closed, and anyone could only enter or leave.

Mu Changan personally led the team to start searching Yongle City, turning the entire Yongle City upside down, trying to find out the person who confused him.

Mu Changan believed that although he couldn't remember that face now, if he bumped into it, he would definitely be able to recognize it.

It is very simple to search Yongle City, which has more than 2,000 people, but after searching all the way, Mu Changan did not find the person who looked at him before, but he caught a lot of spies, and let Zhang Mingyang drag them aside to solve them.

Until night, he couldn't find the man, so Mu Changan had to reopen the city, but he didn't go back, but ran to the city gate to keep vigil with the city gate soldiers.

This moved the soldiers on duty at night, and they all wanted to die for Mu Chang'an.

In fact, where did Mu Changan come to share weal and woe with the soldiers, he just felt that today's daytime events were a little abnormal, and he was apprehensive, wanting to see if he could fish out that person again.

At night, Yongle City is silent, and the residents who have been busy all day fall asleep, large snowflakes fall, and the roads that were originally cleared are covered with layers of snow, and they accumulate deeper and deeper.

The soldiers guarding the city also began to look for a place to rest in shifts, the city gates were closed at night, and the soldiers were divided into shifts in the first half of the night and the second half of the night to guard, and Mu Changan sat alone in a small room on the city wall and looked at Yongle City through the window in a daze.

Time passed slowly, and suddenly, a cold wind blew in through the window, carrying a lot of snowflakes, adding a lot of coolness to the room.

Mu Changan subconsciously closed his eyes because of the wind, and when he opened his eyes again, the figure appeared on the street again, looking at him quietly.

didn't have time to react, Mu Changan only felt that he was in endless darkness, and he didn't regain his clarity until the coolness in his mind appeared again.

"Whoosh~"

A gray shadow passed through the afterglow.

Mu Changan couldn't care about how he got down the city wall, the sword of life and death in his hand clenched, and chased after the figure.

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

The other party seems to be deliberately letting Mu Changan catch the traces, and every corner is just right, neither letting Mu Changan see his face, nor letting Mu Changan lose tracking his tracks.

"Lao Tzu wants to see what you want to do!" Mu Changan was not afraid, and chased after him with a knife.

The two walked through the streets and alleys, over the houses, over the city walls, and galloped for dozens of miles into a dense forest.

Finally, the other party stopped running.

Stopped under a pine tree, with his back to Mu Changan.

"It's kind of interesting...... Mu Changan chased after him ten meters away from the other party and stopped, looked around, and didn't find any ambush.

"I heard that you have the ability to turn decay into magic, I wonder if you can let me see it?"

The voice is very lazy, with some vicissitudes in the laziness, like a middle-aged man.

"Let you see, first tell me who you are and what is the purpose of looking for me. Mu Changan didn't care that someone knew that he had such a powerful ability, in fact, this news was also deliberately revealed from his mouth, otherwise how could he explain that he somehow made a contract scroll with spiritual weapons, spiritual grass, and divinity?

It doesn't matter if you will be remembered or not, because even if you don't say that, you will still be remembered, and this is a fact that cannot be changed.

So since you can't change this fact, you can simply control the rhythm in your own hands.

"I'm here to kill you. The middle-aged man did not hide his thoughts, and his tone was very indifferent, as if he was answering a very relaxed and ordinary thing.

This can make Mu Changan angry, what era is it, and he is still pretending to be a master here?

I don't have to say it, just cut it down first to test the water.

"Boom!"

The huge knife qi silently slashed towards the middle-aged man, and the pine trees next to him failed to resist this powerful knife qi, and directly turned into thousands of sawdust flying.

"Hum~"

A sound of breaking the air sounded, and the other party suddenly appeared on Mu Changan's left side, and a palm containing profound spiritual power hit him.

"Wow~!"

The snow on the ground suddenly exploded, enveloping Mu Changan's whole person.

"Bang!"

A palm hit the snow and exploded, but there was no figure of Mu Changan inside.

"Who wouldn't, look at the move!" With a slash in the air, Mu Changan descended like a god to slash at the middle-aged man.

"Rak~!"

The middle-aged man avoided it, and his sleeve was directly split, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise the whole arm would not be protected.

A few tricks down, completed in an instant.

For the strength of the middle-aged man, Mu Changan probably also has an estimate, it is not very strong, it should be about the same as him, that is, around the dual realm of concentrating, if it is placed in Qiuchuyuan, it will not be ranked at all.

But here......

It's a very strong opponent indeed.

At least before that, Mu Changan hadn't found a second cultivator other than him who maintained the Condensing Realm.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of having a character who turns decay into magic, and this knife actually has spirituality!" The middle-aged man glanced at his left arm, and there was a red line faintly revealing on it, which was a red mark, which had broken and began to bleed.

He, wounded.

But instead of being angry, he smiled, but the smile was full of evil spirit.

"Hmph! The magic of Young Master Ben is more than this, it depends on whether you are blessed to enjoy it. Mu Changan snorted coldly, didn't talk nonsense, and raised the knife to greet the middle-aged man.

‘chua~chua~chua~’

Running the eight-grade exercise 'Wind Flower Snow Moon', the two knives of life and death flew in the snow, and the spiritual power in the body was fully opened, and the light was splashing.

The middle-aged man seemed to let go, and he also opened his spiritual power, and a wooden sword appeared in his hand at some point, emitting a faint red light on it, and every time he collided with Mu Changan, the red light of the wooden sword would rise by one point.

Fighting and fighting.

Mu Changan found that the spiritual power in his body was getting less and less, while the other party's strength was getting stronger and stronger.

it!

There is a problem.

The opponent's wooden sword was constantly absorbing the spiritual power on the sword of life and death!

As a last resort, Mu Changan had no choice but to force the other party back, temporarily distance himself, and stop in place to stare at the middle-aged man.

Seeing that Mu Changan was no longer attacking, and did not take the initiative to catch up, the middle-aged man looked at him with great interest, and began to explain the reason: "This wooden sword is a spirit gathering peach wood sword, and it is engraved with a fourth-order devouring formation, and all the spiritual weapons that touch it will absorb a part of the spiritual power, reduce the strength of others, and increase the strength of one's own body." ”

The fourth-order formation can still be placed on the spirit weapon?

Mu Changan seemed to have discovered a new world, and looked directly at the peachwood sword in the middle-aged man's hand.

"If you want to learn, you can, I am Yunyin Zhenren, the fourth generation master of the Changqiu Sect, and I have cultivated to reach the half-step Holy Spirit Realm before the spiritual energy is exhausted, and it is not an insult to you. "Yun Yin Zhenren changed his previous words about killing Mu Chang'an, and actually took the initiative to accept Mu Chang'an as an apprentice.

"Half-step Holy Spirit Realm, the strength is so exaggerated?" Mu Changan was a little surprised, you must know that the Nine Levels of Condensation, the Nine Layers of True Yuan, and then going up is the Holy Spirit Realm.

There are two great realms of concentration and the Holy Spirit.

From Lifeng, it was clear that she was a puppet of the True Yuan Triple Realm, and a hundred Mu Chang'an couldn't beat her.

However, since the Zao Wou-Ki incident, Mu Changan thinks that it is okay to listen to this kind of thing, who knows what happened before the spiritual energy is exhausted? Anyway, the current environment is all about falling into the realm, so if you just blow your own realm higher, you can also pretend to be forced, right?

"Then what price do I have to pay?" Mu Changan asked pretending to be moved.

When Yun Yin heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he replied: "Worship me as a teacher, inherit the Changqiu Gate, this is the inheritance of the sect, you can only get it, how can you pay the price...... However, "

Speaking of this, Yun Yin's words changed sharply, and said: "Since you want to enter my Changqiu Gate, you should naturally be integrated with the Changqiu Gate, the Changqiu Gate is you, you are the Changqiu Gate, do you understand the meaning of being a teacher?"

Scold.

Old and immortal.

To put it bluntly, it is to covet his property.

Mu Changan smiled and replied, "Yunyin Zhenren, has anyone ever told you a word." ”

Yun Yin Zhenren frowned when he heard this, he didn't like Mu Changan to call him by his name.

Just as he was about to scold, he suddenly felt a powerful force coming from behind him, his face was shocked, he turned around and wanted to resist with his sword, only to hear a 'poof', and the whole person flew directly towards Mu Chang'an.

Mu Changan changed his hands to hold the knife in both hands, transported the spiritual power of his whole body, and the sword on the knife of life and death bloomed, and stabbed straight away.

"Puff~"

Long knives into the stomach.

Yun Yin Zhenren leaned on Mu Changan's shoulder, blood spit out from his mouth, and his eyes were scattered.

"Villains, generally die of talking too much. ”

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