"That man's skills are tricky and unpredictable, and he doesn't belong to any of the factions here. I knew I couldn't beat him, and I could only see a back. ”

"Since you have confessed so frankly, this king has also said bluntly: This cold silk grass was originally reserved for a friend. She has a lot of research on poisons, but now I don't know where she is, and I don't think it will be useful to come here for a short time. I sold it to you for five taels of gold, but ......" he paused and said, "In exchange, you want to tell me the details of the person who drugged him, how about it?" ”

The masked man was stunned for a moment: I thought that His Royal Highness Qi Guosan would definitely pay a high price to make it difficult for her, and when the funds turned over, there might be some trouble. But he didn't expect him to sell Han Silk Grass to her at a price that ordinary rich people could afford, and only asked her to vaguely describe the poisoning information, it seems that this poisoned person should be a very important existence to him. Thinking of this, she said lightly:

"Deal. I'll live in this Luoxia Xuan, and I'll send you the money later, and I'll talk to you about the man. When the time comes, one hand will pay the money and the other hand will be delivered. ”

"Hmm." Wei Chi's right hand unconsciously tapped on the dilapidated window: she is extraordinary, and she said that she lives in Luoxiaxuan, could it be that the group of Jianghu assassins mentioned by the city defenders are them?

……

These days, taking advantage of the only hour every day, the ice technique taught by his mother has been almost cultivated, and the spiritual weapon has gradually become easy to use. Shang Jin pursed his lips, and the faint cyan color under his eyes revealed the hard work of many days. The closer he got to his target, the more irritable he became, and the more restless he slept. Although Ah Hu said in advance, hoping that he could find his own stable life, but now it seems that ...... It seems that it is not easy to reach.

A silver-colored flat fish jumped on the surface of the lake, the tail of the fish was transparent, and the subtle sunlight slowly flowed through it, but it was obviously brighter. Immediately after that, there were several "booms", and more than a dozen white lights flashed in front of him, one after another, like surging waves. Shang Jinfeng's eyes narrowed, his wrist turned, and the ice blade came out of its sheath and flew away in a whirlwind.

"Whew", the white light weakened a little, mixed with a few wisps of red. He took it with his right hand and held the hilt of the knife that flew into his palm. With his left hand, he pinched the trick and chanted silently, and three or five ice lings shot out quickly.

"Phew"

Shang Jin stood up in response, waved his right hand downward, and Bingling suddenly turned around and plunged tightly into the green grass in front of him. On each ice cube, a silverfish is skewered impartially, and the tail fin is still slightly moving.

A wave of silver subsided, and the lake gradually quieted down, except for five or six whitebait floating with their white bellies, just as the skate blades had just crossed. Shang Jin hooked his lips and called:

"Eleven, eat fish tonight."

Liu Shiyi ran over and exclaimed in amazement:

"Wow! Childe, you're amazing......"

"Alright, don't be poor, go quickly." Liu Shiyi pursed his lips and thought to himself: Miss Mu is not here, and the son knows all day long that he is immersed in training or hurrying, his brows are often frowned, and he is expressionless even when he talks to him.

As soon as Shang Jin's voice fell, there was a sudden pain in his back, he snorted, Liu Shiyi retracted his thoughts, and hurriedly asked:

"Childe, are you alright? Is the wound open again? He took off his coat, looked at the specks of blood oozing from the wrapped cotton cloth, frowned, and muttered:

"What's going on? Obviously it was already scabbed yesterday, how can it be so serious today? He untied the bandage in circles, took out the gold sore medicine from the package and sprinkled it, and then wrapped it tightly in circles, seeing Shang Jin's slightly white lips, he couldn't bear to say:

"Childe, your injury hasn't healed yet, don't work too hard, you really don't listen to what you say......" It would be nice if Miss Mu was here, and if she was sure that she would be able to make Childe obedient with a word.

"You don't understand." He endured the pain, and after a while, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead bigger than beans. His wound may have been infected by black gas, and every time it was about to heal, the next day it was as serious as a new wound. Over time, he could only endure it and force himself to train, and he never stopped. He was afraid that if he failed to save his father, he would blame all his problems on his own lack of effort. That's why I worked so hard and didn't leave any regrets.

"We are very close to the deserted island, and we will be there in less than seven days. Childe, you can rest well today, and we will leave tomorrow. Liu Shiyi frowned, and there was resoluteness in his voice. When Shang Jin heard this, he raised his eyebrows: This kid is really getting bolder, and he actually gives orders to his master! No big, no small...... Even so, he knew that his wound was not fit to go any further, so he closed his eyes tiredly and acquiesced.

……

Phantom Clan, underground martial arts training ground.

The turquoise light illuminated the irregular remnants, and the surrounding stone walls were cold, making people settle their thoughts for no reason and devote themselves to training.

Mu Ningjiu stood still, cut his left finger with a short dagger, and quickly twisted his right hand, wrapping the dripping blood beads with spiritual power, letting it slowly float in the air. She stared at the tall, thin woman in an orange robe across from her. The woman received the gaze, blinked, smiled at her, raised the knife in her hand, wrapped in cyan spiritual power, fused with Mu Ningjiu's blood, and quickly floated towards the remnants.

"Huh-" A white light burst out.

The blood was mixed, and as soon as it touched the sharp corner of the remnant, it became transparent, and the scenery around the two of them flashed, and in an instant, they stood in the center of the five-pointed star array that was shining with white light.

Dinah arched her hand, and a crisp voice sounded:

"Princess, offended." A harp immediately appeared in her hand, she plucked it lightly with her fingernails, the strings rubbed and vibrate, and tens of millions of pieces of music turned into a substantial sound blade, and surrounded Mu Ningjiu at great speed, unstoppable.

Seeing this, the latter's eyes flashed fiercely, and he quickly entered the state. With her left hand, she played the "Thousand Wisps of Song" taught by the Tiger King, and erected a spiritual wall about one zhang high in front of her, interspersed with abundant blue spiritual power like a continuous stream; Holding the dagger in his right hand, he lifted the light gong and stayed around for a while, and when Dina approached, he turned around and left, fluttering like the wind, moving impermanently. A few rounds later, Mu Ningjiu came to Dina and started a hand-to-hand fight. Although Dina is not Xiao Luo's nominal apprentice, she will also let him teach some martial arts on weekdays, plus a few pondering when she goes back, she can be regarded as a successful learner.

The two of you come and go, and the fight is inseparable. The swords collided, making a piercing "click" sound, rubbing in the air, giving birth to fierce sparks. Mu Ningjiu's eyes narrowed, and he used the sword weapon to slightly flick the dream soul on his left wrist, and the green spiritual power flowed silently like a swimming fish, slowly absorbing energy.

"Bang"

Mu Ningjiu gritted her teeth, and after catching a glimpse of the sword that was only an inch away from her neck, she instantly leaned back, and the sword grazed her waist flatly, scratching through the robe. She didn't dare to delay for a moment, and hurriedly got up. A burst of golden light flashed in his mind, and the other party's moves appeared as clearly as a movie, and the corners of Mu Ningjiu's mouth hooked, stabbing towards Dinah's heart without any feints.

With a "whoosh", blood gushed out, Mu Ningjiu gasped heavily, and propped up the ground with a short dagger: Finally...... After losing more than twenty matches, she finally won against Dina.

The scene changed quickly, and in an instant, she stood on a stone slab carved with a pentagram, and above her head was a remnant of a glowing black light.

"Congratulations to the princess, you have successfully entered the green stage." Dinah laughed. Mu Ning raised her eyebrows, and saw wisps of cyan spiritual power flowing in the dream soul on her left wrist. She was overjoyed, put her arms around Daina's shoulders, hooked her lips and said:

"Thank you."

……

"Jiu'er, after you finish eating, come to my place, my mother has something to explain to you." Claire whispered in Mu Ningjiu's ear. Mu Changfeng on the side saw it, wrapped meat in his mouth, and said vaguely:

"Mother! What's the matter... So mysterious... Even me... Don't tell ......"

Claire glared at him with feigned anger and said:

"You concentrate on eating. I'm talking to your sister, why are you so lenient? Then he turned around and said softly:

"Jiu'er, my mother is waiting for you."

"Got it, mother." Mu Ningjiu curled the corners of her mouth.

As soon as Claire left, Mu Changfeng put down the meat in his hand, came to Mu Ningjiu's side, and said mysteriously:

"Ning Ning, what did my mother tell you?"

Mu Ningjiu said helplessly: "She didn't say anything, just let me finish eating and go to her." When Mu Changfeng heard this, he walked back to his seat angrily and muttered:

"Humph! Even my mother deliberately lied to me! Ah... I'm such a poor kid with no father's love and no mother's love......"

"Sister loves you, don't be angry." Mu Ningjiu smiled and glanced at Xiao Luo, who seemed to be smiling on the side, and said lightly:

"You still have your master's pain."

When Mu Changfeng heard the words "Master" and "pain", he rubbed his sore buttocks left over from training, and the pain came faintly. He pursed his lips, glanced at Xiao Luo quietly, shrunk his neck, and said weakly:

"You're enough with Ning Ning......" Mu Ning Jiu laughed when he heard this: Xiao Luo, this master, deserves to be competent enough! can manage Mu Changfeng, who is recognized as the most naughty and mischievous person of the Phantom Clan, so well-behaved, he doesn't dare to say a bad word about him openly.

……

"Mother, what are you looking for me?"

"Jiu'er is here, come with my mother." Claire walked to the back of the throne of the palace, she pressed it seemingly casually on the smooth and flat marble floor, the sound of "boom" sounded, and the stone slab slowly moved away, revealing the stone steps that only allowed one person to pass, and she said:

"This is the mechanism that unlocks my Phantom Clan's secret room, you remember." Mu Ningjiu followed Claire step by step, and the breeze blowing from nowhere around her was cool, refreshing, and extremely comfortable. The pale spiritual power on both sides shook like flames, casting ghostly shadows on the walls. On both sides of the narrow path are gates made of jade. They went all the way by the light, and stood still before the black gate at the end.

Mu Ningjiu was puzzled, so he listened to Claire explain:

"In the past generations, the eldest son inherited the throne, and the magic weapon dream soul was handed over to the eldest princess for safekeeping, and at the same time, he also shouldered the responsibility of controlling the dreams of the world."

"In charge of dreams?" Mu Ningjiu muttered.

"People dream every night, and some people wake up the next day and find that they slept very deeply last night, thinking that they were not dreaming, but in fact, the memory of the dream has been erased."