The name of the Yin Crow Seven Nights is like thunder, and the second mysterious organization in the dignified continent, the Nightmare Sect, has inexplicably found him, which is really fresh.

If it weren't for the fact that the black-robed man didn't have a murderous aura, he really didn't have anything to do with the Wei Sect, and at the same time, he hadn't offended the enemy who killed each other in life and death, otherwise Mu Hongchen would have shouted and cut his throat, and he would have to provoke some right and wrong.

However, with the strength of the Yin Crow Seven Nights, I am afraid that he will not give himself this chance.

At this time, Mu Hongchen said that he was not afraid, but he was also lying to himself.

"Sect Master, what are you looking for me?"

The black robe said in a deep voice: "Refreshing, we don't like to drag mud and water in our work, then I'll go straight to the point." As long as you can successfully disrupt Mo and other idle star Luo Dajiao's exams, I will help you cross the realm and become a Zhaoxin Yan Master, how about it?"

The wind was a little cold, and the cowhide of the seven nights of the crow was blowing so strongly.

After living for half his life, Mu Hongchen has never heard of someone who can help others cross the realm and directly enter the state of mind.

"You Nightmare Sect really think you are omnipotent, this kind of low-level lie to coax me, you treat me as a three-year-old child?"

In the robe of the Yin Crow Seven Nights, a black crow burst out, and the crow's eyes burned with white flames, like thunder, turning into black lightning and directly drilling into Mu Hongchen's body.

Mu Hongchen's vision gradually blurred, and her ears gradually became deaf, and after a while, her body slowly collapsed.

I...... Are you going to die......

In a dark world, Mu Hongchen carried a lamp that was not lit, couldn't tell the direction, and walked on the black road blankly.

Mu Hongchen's consciousness was very vague, she didn't know where she was, and she didn't know why she was carrying a dull lamp in her hand.

I only knew that I was cold, like a wisp of wandering soul in the mortal world. I can't control my body, I don't know my purpose, I don't panic, but I'm as still as water.

The road he walked was quiet and dark, but Mu Hongchen could recall some things. Those things are like a vivid mirage, playing out one scene after another in a dark world.

Those unbearable memories that have been numbing themselves and don't want to be reminded of them.

When he was a teenager, he was gifted and intelligent, his spiritual path was unimpeded, and he enjoyed the admiration of his family and friends all day long, and countless young men intersected with him with stammering emotions.

When she was young, the realm of the Great Perfection of the Star Picking Realm did not fluctuate for a long time, ten years like a day, she could not cross the state of mind, she was impetuous, she was unwilling to be left behind, she lived in hell every day, and lived like a year.

She is no longer a genius that everyone talks about, but a waste Yanshi in everyone's mouth, a Yanshi who is destined not to go far on the road of Yanshi.

At first, those family members who were eager to treat them gradually ignored them, and those who used to be friends gradually lost contact with them.

In the end, the gossip comes from the so-called friends and family who are flattering to them in every way.

"Eh, have you heard? That self-righteous Mu Hongchen on weekdays has been picking up the Star Realm for ten years, and it seems that he has no chance with Yanshi Dao in this life. ”

"You say that shit, hehe. I heard that she also entered our Zhou Yu's best academy as a teacher, but she is an outer courtyard teacher. ”

"What's the big deal, it's not that I have a good uncle in my family. The boss is not small, and he is not married, he is doomed, he is a woman who has failed in life. ”

Those harsh words were infinitely amplified in the dark and silent world, and Mu Hongchen, who was carrying an empty lamp, wanted to roar as hard as he could.

On weekdays, in order to pretend to be strong, I don't care about other people's whispers. But his temper is also becoming more and more irritable and self-righteous.

I thought I didn't care about all this anymore, and I thought that I could live well alone.

In the dark world, Mu Hongchen squatted down and cried bitterly.

There is no one here, no one sees the most vulnerable side of themselves.

Cry, cry, cry.

Tears fell, and the stirring tears turned into bright fire, illuminating the dark world, and a bright white fire suddenly appeared in front of him.

The white fire was hot, but it was warm.

The hand reaches out, and the pain that stimulates the nerves seeps into the five fingers, passing through every inch of skin and blood to the violently mobilized heart.

It was as if something was shattered in my body.

It's like my heart has lost something and been stuffed into something.

There was the hoarse voice of the crow seven nights in his ears.

"It's unwilling, isn't it. Those who held you up in the past, what kind of faces are they in front of you now. Everyone in the world is like this, they are ruthless and cold. Even you, Mu Feng, are looking for an errand for you, wiping your ass for you, do you think he really treats you as a relative? No, as the dean of the Star Luo Academy, all he cares about is his own dignity. If you don't care about you, he will also be criticized by others for his honorable status. Caring about you is just to establish a tall and majestic image of a senior in the eyes of others. In the end, in his eyes, you are just an ignorant and troubled waste all day long. ”

Mu Hongchen yelled, the lamp in his hand fell to the ground, covered his ears with both hands, and cried angrily: "Don't say it again, don't say it again!"

"Hahaha...... Rubbish...... You're a ...... of waste."

The hoarse mockery was endless, constantly tearing Mu Hongchen's hot heart, and every drop of blood was full of anger.

"You people, why are you pointing fingers at me? Who do you think you are, your life is just mediocre, you just have nothing to do, and you like to chew your tongue behind the backs of others! I am not a waste, you are!"

The voice of the crow Qiye said in a high voice: "Anger, roar, and vent the dissatisfaction and sadness that have been buried in your heart for many years." Yang Flame likes the anger of human beings, and the more excited you are, the more thoroughly it will merge with your spiritual essence. ”

The lamp that fell to the ground rose without wind and merged with the white fire in the air to become a bright lamp burning with yang fire.

Once again, Mu Hongchen, who had vented all his emotions, fell down with black eyes.

In the dark night of Xingluo Academy, there was a black-robed man standing, and a tearful woman was lying beside him.

The black-robed man exhaled a breath of turbidity with relief, and his fingertips tapped between the woman's eyebrows, and a little white fire emerged and disappeared in a flash.

"Very good, Mu Feng, Mu Feng, I didn't expect that your niece's anger, which had been buried for many years, happened to be enough to become fertile nourishment for the yang fire. Without the plain strings, Yang Huo can continue to grow. ”

Thinking about it, in order to break away from the ruthless family, he actually changed his surname to Mu and took refuge in Mu Feng, who loved him since he was a child. was hit hard by his own words, and no one can stand the betrayal from family affection.

Poor and pathetic woman, your future life will be controlled by the deity.

I don't know how long later, when the sun showed a corner on the far horizon, the purple aura faintly coming from the east floated in, making Mu Hongchen's tightly closed eyelids move.

It's a secluded place, and very few people from the academy pass through it, so it's no wonder that no one noticed after sleeping all night.

Touching his messy hair, Mu Hongchen's first reaction was to see if his clothes had been taken off.

Fortunately, that crow Seven Nights really has a different plan.

Last night's dream is still fresh in my memory this morning.

Under the gradually dazzling sunlight, Mu Hongchen, who slowly stood up, felt a feeling of annoyance in his chest, like a fire, constantly burning.

The right hand was subconsciously raised, palm facing up, and a white fire was opened.

The shocked eyes were fixed on the inexplicable flame, and they did not blink for a long time.

Sensing the flow of spiritual essence in his body, Mu Hongchen's red lips moved slightly: "What......? Already in a state of mind?"

Meditation and enlightenment, according to the original heart.

Could it be that the dark world in the fire of yesterday has stabilized the self-perception that has been wavering?

According to the mood!

Ha ha...... I'm finally in my mood...... That crow for seven nights, really good ability.

In addition to being excited, Mu Hongchen touched his twin peaks, and there was a crumpled letter paper between them.

"I've fulfilled my promise ahead of schedule, and it's up to you next—Seven Nights of the Raven. ”

The fire in his hand burned the letter to ashes.

Mu Hongchen straightened his slightly messy clothes, retied his hair, and walked slowly towards the second test venue of today's Xingluo Dajiao with confident steps.

Qingfeng Hall was originally an institution for the royal refining of Yanqi.

However, the huge square became the place where Emperor Huiming chose to hold the second test.

The second test is a literary test.

The content of the test is varied, that is, within a stick of incense, take the random questions on the jade plate in your hand, communicate with the jade card with your divine sense, and convey the answers constructed in your mind.

This kind of test method almost cuts off all possibilities of cheating.

The test is very complicated and the questions are random, so everyone has the right to skip ten questions that they can't answer.

Ten chances are used up, and those who can't answer can only be confused.

If you make three mistakes in a row, the exam will be forcibly ended.

After the initial examination, only 500 people entered the literary examination.

However, no one will be eliminated in this literary examination, but this literary examination will become a plus point in the final examination, so even if many candidates survive to the end, if they do not perform well in the literary examination, they may be compared to others, after all, there are only seventeen people in the top three.

At this time, the chief examiner was still the young general Gan Ning of the dynasty.

For the sake of Mu Hongchen's affairs, Mu Feng went to deal with some powerful people, so this time the Zhao Sword Master had a major task, and he directly brought six people from the inner and outer courtyards to the venue.

In the face of the unruly geniuses of Yang Guang and the others, Zhao Sword Master still felt that Mo and his party were closer.

It's just that when Mo Wait and Qing Luchen were discussing the next exam, Huang Shisan seemed very careless, relying on closing his eyes again and again.

Huang Shisan believes that the literary test is a thing that relies on years of accumulation of books, and it is useless to hold on to Buddha's feet temporarily.

The jade plaque used in the exam, the content in the question bank is increasing year by year.

Temporary employment is useless.

Qing Luchen was originally confident that he could survive to the end, but he didn't have any psychological pressure, but he was just discussing with Mo Qiuhuai about the knowledge points of the Yanjia part.

With the ringing of three loud bells, all the candidates meditated on the futons according to the pre-planned positions, and the jade plaques in their hands began to appear with the long ringing of the last bell.

For a time, the square, which was full of 500 people, was silent.

And Gan Ning, who was the chief examiner, sat down next to a representative sent by the Star Palace, who was Zong Huaiyi, who had been looking at Mo and was very unhappy.

smiled politely with Gan Ning, then looked straight in the direction of Mo Qiuhuai, looking at Mo Qiuhuai with a calm and unnervous face, and the anger in his heart did not come out.