Dark clouds in the night sky obscured the moonlight.

The Shadows looked at the girl surrounded by silver, and their eyes showed deep fear.

The silver sky spider silk swallowed the demonized Xiao Wu, and bent his eyes to show a good mood.

"What have you become now?"

The silver-robed man who was looking at all this suddenly asked out loud.

"Huh?" Qingluan looked back suspiciously.

There is still a silver color in his eyes.

"People are not ghosts, they are not ghosts." He said.

"You don't like you're praising me." Qingluan smiled lightly, and the scarlet in his eyes flashed.

She used to say that.

Remember the words she said to Oosha.

"Have you become a living thing?" His gaze fell on the flying spider silk beside Qing Luan, the slender silver silk thread, covered with tiny eyeballs, as if sensing his gaze, these eyeballs turned around one after another, bending in an arc.

They're laughing.

For a moment, he suddenly understood the meaning of the Celestial Spider Silk.

"yes."

Qingluan nodded, and wrapped silver silk threads around her fingertips, "You haven't seen them in a long time!" ”

"It's been a long time."

Retracting his gaze from the Heavenly Spider Silk, the silver-robed man's gaze turned to Qingluan, "You have changed a lot. ”

In his memory, Qing Luan, the newly promoted seventh enforcer, was still an inconspicuous newcomer.

Because of some missions, I have cooperated with her two or three times.

It's just that Qingluan at that time was still very young.

And now Qingluan, who is standing in front of him, has confidence in his eyes, and he is confident in his own strength. He could even sense a trace of deep and inconspicuous danger from her.

"You've changed a lot, too."

Qingluan smiled slightly and said, "Now that the fugitives are settled, the matter is over." ”

"Hmm." The silver-robed man nodded, half of his mask and half of his side face, and a hint of dark purple faintly flashed, "The matter is only half solved, and there are more important troubles to come." ”

"Looks like we're going to have to wait for next time." Qingluan said.

I didn't ask what the trouble was, maybe there was a faint guess.

The Shadow People stood behind the two of them, not listening or squinting, not daring to speak or move.

The silver-robed man put away the potion, the robe on his body flew slightly and fell, before leaving, he suddenly remembered something, and his deep purple eyes fell on Qingluan, "By the way, that person met you just now?" ”

"It's not an acquaintance."

Qingluan spread out his hand, and his tone was flat, "It's just a little festive." ”

"You should be aware of it."

"Are you saying he's an important person?" Qingluan asked vaguely.

"He wasn't supposed to be here."

The silver-robed man said lightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Everything has shifted variables. ”

"Isn't that the trouble you're trying to solve?" Qingluan bent her lips, and her silver eyes suddenly appeared.

The two looked at each other.

Nothing can be seen from the other person's eyes.

"The trouble is solved, and I'll come back to you again." As the words fell, his figure had vanished.

Qingluan stood in place, looking in the direction in which he had disappeared.

His brow furrowed slightly.

This series of events may seem unrelated, but it makes people feel weird. She's always been confident in her instincts, and this one was no exception. Fear... The stronghold organization has been targeted by people with ulterior motives.

The so-called tree is a big move.

No matter how low-key the stronghold is, there are powerful intelligence sources, assassination teams, and mysterious "members".

will involuntarily appear in the eyes of everyone in the world.

Qingluan suddenly had a premonition.

A storm is coming.