The night was long, and it was as clear as ever.

In the secret room, Shen Wanqing stared at the stone wall quietly, silent for a long time, and didn't know what he was thinking. Behind him, Mu Yiyang was lying on the ice bed, his face was pale, and he looked very painful, as if he had an extremely terrifying nightmare.

"Ah Fu. After a while, Shen Wanqing suddenly spoke softly, and the old man's voice was slightly tired.

"The old slave is here. Hearing this, a figure walked out strangely from the shadows on the side and saluted respectfully, it was the old man in gray before.

"It's not too early, send this kid away!" Shen Wanqing's voice sounded again, sounding even more tired.

"Yes. The old man in gray answered, then came to the edge of the ice bed, gently picked up Mu Yiyang, but did not leave, but retreated to the original place, facing Shen Wanqing, and waited quietly.

"Does the valley lord have anything else to command?" After a while, seeing that Shen Wanqing did not react, the gray-clothed old man asked.

"Let's go!" Shen Wanqing waved his hand, signaling that the old man in gray could leave, but still did not look back.

The old slave took his leave. With that, the old man in gray turned around and walked towards the door.

"Wait!" Just as the old man in gray walked to the door, Shen Wanqing's voice suddenly came.

The gray-clothed old man stopped, turned back with some doubts, and Shen Wanqing continued: "There is a furnace of my newly refined Divine Cultivation Pill in the pharmacy, you can take it back and feed it to the child." Remember, don't let anyone know. ”

The old slave wrote it down. Looking at Shen Wanqing's back, the old man in gray replied respectfully.

"And ...... In the future, double the dose of the medicinal bath, twice a day, don't stop!" After being silent for a while, Shen Wanqing spoke again, and his tone suddenly became very cold.

The old man in gray was about to leave, but at this moment he heard Shen Wanqing's voice coming from behind, his body stiffened, his steps suddenly stopped, and there was a rare trace of emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

"Yes!" After a moment, the old man in gray recovered from the shock, replied with a blank face, and then turned to leave, his back looking a little lonely.

"It's late at night!" In the silence, Shen Wanqing murmured softly, the shadow stretched long on the ground, looking lonely and heavy, and he never looked back.

......

Somewhere in the valley, the fire was rising, three by two, but it was still bright.

This is a quiet mountain forest, is also one of the few dark posts in the valley, not far from the Qianqing Cave, is a very important warning point, except for the guards in the valley and other idle people are all refused to enter, there are few people on weekdays, it is very quiet.

However, it is such an important and deserted place, but tonight it is crowded with people, bustling and very abnormal.

There were two groups of people in the forest, dressed in black and blue uniforms, standing distinctly, and the difference in numbers was very obvious. However, for some reason, it is strange that these two teams that seem to be so far apart give people a sense of tension and oppression.

"I brought what you wanted, when will you do it?" In front of the blue team, a middle-aged man spoke first, with the unique majesty of the superior in his tone, it was Shen Zhiming, the second son of Shen Wanqing and the person in charge of Shen Jiaming's face.

"Is that done?" said a short man in the black team, wrapped in a black robe, wearing a silver grimace mask that was different from everyone behind him, and his voice was cold and uncomfortable.

"Everything is ready, just wait for you to start this fire!" As he spoke, Shen Zhiming raised his hand and motioned for his subordinates to hand over a wooden box to the short man, with a smile on his face, but it gave people an indescribable chill.

"It's worthy of being a child of a family, vigorous and resolute, capable of doing big things, maybe we can make friends. Taking the wooden box, the short man glanced at the contents and said with satisfaction.

"There will be opportunities for cooperation. Shen Zhiming smiled and spoke, glancing at the short man meaningfully.

"After tonight, there will be no two masters in the Medicine King Valley, so young master Shen can rest assured. The short man came over, put away the box, and said meaningfully.

"I wonder if you need help? Looking at the short man and the six people behind him, although Shen Zhiming didn't say it explicitly, the meaning of doubt in his mouth was very obvious.

"Father and son cannibalism, after all, it is not humane, so I don't bother with the young valley master!" The short man heard the meaning of Shen Zhiming's words, and snorted coldly, increasing the strength of the three words "Young Valley Lord", and his words were full of ridicule, obviously extremely dissatisfied.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news!" For a moment, the smile on Shen Zhiming's face suddenly froze, but it returned to its original state in an instant, and his tone was natural, as usual.

......

Outside the Valley of the Medicine King, in a sheltered cave, Mu Yiyang woke up slowly, with a painful look on his face, but he was much better.

"Wake up!" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded at this moment, but it was the gray-clothed old man on the side who smiled and spoke, his face stiff and unnatural.

"Where is this?" Glancing around habitually, Mu Yiyang wondered.

"Now we're out of the valley and it's safe here. Sensing Mu Yiyang's movements, the old man in gray explained.

"Is something wrong?" Noticing a package beside him, Mu Yi raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, and then asked.

"It's something that's happened, but it doesn't have much to do with you, don't worry. The old man in gray glanced at Mu Yiyang, picked up the firewood, and said in a flat tone.

"What about Yue'er, she should be fine, right?" As he spoke, Mu Yiyang suddenly felt a little cold, and unconsciously wrapped the coat on his body.

"Your physical condition is very bad!" Hearing this, the old man in gray flicked his hand on the firewood and was silent for a while, but he avoided Mu Yiyang's question and said lightly.

"I'm so stupid, you're all here, what can she do!" Mu Yiyang said to himself, raising his head to look at the old man in gray, with relief in his tone, and a hint of sarcasm.

"I can't leave you much time......" The old man in gray avoided Mu Yiyang's gaze, his tone was still flat, but there was a little more melancholy.

"Although Grandpa didn't say it, I knew that he had done his best. After a while, Mu Yiyang suddenly lowered his head and said with a smile, with a hint of gloom in his expression, but it was well covered.

"It's not completely impossible. As he spoke, the gray-clothed old man glanced at Mu Yiyang, saw that he lowered his head and did not speak, and continued: "Have you heard of Haoran Sect?"

"I have seen some introductions in the classics in the valley, Haoran Sect has a long heritage, the heritage is extremely profound, the world's heroes gather, and there are many people, and it is the first major sect in our Eastern Continent. As he spoke, Mu Yiyang raised his head, with a yearning look in his eyes.

"Do you see the package on the side?" the old man in gray paused, then said, "There is a token in it, which I accidentally obtained in the early years. It also has a name called the Order of Grace. ”

"Is that it? It doesn't seem like much. Groping for a black token from the package, Mu Yiyang played with it casually, but found that there was nothing unusual except for some coldness.

"Don't underestimate it, no matter who it is, as long as you hold it, you can make the Haoran Sect immediately open the mountain gate and make an exception to recruit disciples, which is a privilege only for the big families attached to the Haoran Sect. Only by holding it can you have the opportunity to meet the high-level figures of the Haoran Sect, and only they have the ability to change your life against the sky!" As he spoke, the old man in gray suddenly sighed. Once upon a time, it was also his dream to change his life against the sky, but the will of heaven was unpredictable, and everything was self-evident.

"Change my life against the sky!Can I?" Mu Yiyang first breathed and his heart tightened, and then he suddenly let out of breath, with a confused look in his eyes.

"No, you'll know if you try it. Looking at Mu Yiyang, the old man in gray said word by word.

"Also, if you don't give it a try, you'll still be unwilling after all!" Mu Yiyang suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, and the hand holding Cheng Enling unconsciously increased some strength.