At midnight, the moon and stars are scarce, and the dawn is light.

Suddenly, a man with a graceful figure dressed in a dark robe flashed by in the night against the bright moon.

The slender figure is like the wind on the soles of his feet, galloping quickly in the huge mansion, his back is cold and chic, and his movements are light and neat.

At this time, it was the middle of the night, and several frightened eagles suddenly let out a terrible scream, and fluttered their wings from the building under their feet into the night sky.

When the man saw this, he couldn't help but laugh, and immediately stopped on a rafter with his hands down, and looked at the full moon hanging high in the sky with his head held high. He looked melancholy and seemed thoughtful.

After a moment, the stunning handsome face returned to cold indifference. Then, he flicked his dark long sleeves that were almost to the ground, with one hand behind him and the other across his chest, and rose into the air again, hurriedly shuttling between the eaves and corridors.

Zheng!

After half a pillar of incense, the man rolled up the hem of his robe and fell from the tall roof.

The moonlight poured down, reflecting Mu Juechen's face. At the moment when his feet quietly fell to the ground, he had already sacrificed the spirit weapon Shuyue Sword in his right hand.

With the bright moonlight, he quickly stabilized his body and held his breath, and his narrow phoenix eyes instantly became colder and sharper.

The courtyard was deserted and silent. Only the silver moon emitted a dazzling white light in the dim courtyard, instantly illuminating the small square space around Mu Juechen.

I saw that the bluestone floor around the courtyard and a dry ancient well next to it were all covered with a thick layer of dust. With Mu Juechen's gentle stepping, some dust was immediately stirred.

In the corner, a few withered black dead trees stood with their teeth and claws, their dead branches hanging from their branches and crumbling.

The crumbling stone buildings around it had already begun to weather, and from time to time stones fell down, and many pieces of rubble were scattered near the base of the wall. As far as the eye can see, it is full of depression and decay. Obviously, this courtyard has not been set foot in for a long time.

This is the destination of Mu Juechen's trip tonight: the Laonuku where everyone in Yunfu was frightened when they heard it, and they stayed away.

The reason why he came here was because Mu Juechen suddenly felt the undercurrent of extraordinary abilities that burst out here last night, and his resentment was magnificent.

According to common sense, at this time, the Siyi Array has been completed, and the slightly more ruthless high-level soul devourers in Dian Zhou have all been sealed by the magic array. Even if a few Soul Eaters are lucky enough to escape the constraints of the magic circle, their activities outside the Lethe River Stream will be subject to a certain degree of restraint, and their strength will be greatly weakened.

Therefore, Mu Juechen decided to take advantage of Gu Xijun's absence to come over and find out what was going on.

Although there were often slaves and maidservants who were killed or injured here due to punishment in the past, this desolate and deserted Laonuku usually looked calm and unusual.

At least the last time the four of them teamed up to encircle and suppress the unjust souls in the lotus pond, there were only scattered low-level soul devourers wandering here, and Mu Juechen didn't notice the strangeness and special here.

However, I don't know why, decades later, whenever the little people of Yunfu pass by, they always seem to be stared at by countless eyes, which makes people feel creepy and uncomfortable.

Standing in the courtyard at this moment, the wind is suddenly rising. Mu Juechen, who has been with Soul Devouring all the year round, can clearly feel that there is such a strong and rich resentment in this piece of heaven and earth!

Here, it's really unusual!

Quickly raising his right hand to his chest, he stepped forward and began to search for clues. At the same time, the divine consciousness was also suddenly opened, and the surrounding area was explored. The dark cloth shoes creaked and slowly stepped on the ground scattered with miscellaneous branches and leaves, one step, two steps, three steps......

Two rows of faint footprints were left over the bluestone bricks......

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In the Yunyin room, the moonlight shines through the window flute, soft and quiet. A gentle breeze blew and gently floated the curtain, and the candles on the table flickered.

Gu Xijun, who was holding the tea cup, hurriedly blurted out to Yun Yin: "But Mu Shaoqing finally succeeded in refining the magic weapon!How could your eldest sister ......?!"

Hearing about the ten-year agreement between Yun Li and Mu Shaoqing, Gu Xijun was very puzzled. To this day, she still doesn't understand Yun Li's reason for hanging himself.

Since Yun Li promised Mu Shaoqing to remarry after ten years if he couldn't refine the magic weapon, he thought that he would be transparent, and he didn't want him to be annoyed and blamed because of her.

Don't...... It took more than ten years for Mu Shaoqing to refine the magic weapon!! so Yun Li mistakenly thought that Mu Shaoqing had not come to marry her, and he had already died!

Thinking of this, Gu Xijun suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body, and in shock, a pair of big dark eyes stared at Yun Yin tightly.

And Yun Yin, who was sitting opposite, snorted lightly as if he was watching a joke, and hooked the corner of his lips: "You are really smart! That's right, as you think, Mu Shaoqing came in a hurry a month after the eldest sister died." ”

Gu Xijun was a little distracted by his smirk, and asked slightly angrily and excitedly: "Mu Shaoqing was the top master of the Mu Clan's sword-forging family at that time, and he must have always grasped his own ability very accurately. Since it is said that it will take ten years to refine successfully, it will definitely be completed within ten years, how can it be possible to make such a mistake?"

"This is another story...... Yun Yin said slowly, his eyes full of evil spirit, and the corners of his lips hooked upwards more and more.

Gu Xijun was even more puzzled: "Hmm, what story?!"

"Do you remember what happened to my eldest sister when she came out of the Lethe River Stream?" Yun Yin picked up the teapot and poured tea for Gu Xijun unhurriedly.

"Yes...... The Ji family was robbed and killed!" Gu Xijun frowned at the tea that flowed down, and squeezed the tea cup in his hand again.

Yun Yin glanced at her expression, and snorted coldly from her nose: "Hmph! Yes, when the eldest sister came back, the wound had not healed, and she only remembered that she was besieged by the unjust souls of the Forgotten Stream.

But the eldest sister is also an all-round woman with excellent martial arts, how could she be easily injured like that by unjust souls? Besides, if she can't deal with those unjust souls, how can Mu Shaoqing easily let her return alone!

Afterwards, I was suspicious, so I secretly intercepted the monk who was treating the eldest sister's injuries halfway. Only then did he realize that those unjust souls who fought with the eldest sister should have been temporarily bewitched by some kind of temporary, causing those beasts to go crazy, and their combat power was greatly doubled!"

Yun Yin seemed to be guiding Gu Xijun step by step, and after only half of his words were spoken every time, he looked at her with interest from the side.

Gu Xijun didn't notice it, and always felt that there seemed to be some kind of connection between the inside and outside of the scattered information he got. Now, it's just one key point left to connect them all together.

Rubbing her aching temples, she couldn't help but squint her eyes and murmured, "Some kind of demagoguery......"