The fog on Wutong Lake cleared and showed its original appearance again.

It is spectacular like the sea, undulating, bathed in the sun, shining brightly.

At the edge of Wutong Lake, people began to appear sporadically, and finally the whole town came.

Without the river demon, this lake really belongs to them.

There is no need to sacrifice the bride, no more fear.

Outside the General's Mansion, day and night were full of kneeling people, thankful and in awe, all without words.

The only blemish was that the tall observation deck by the lake collapsed, and with a "boom" it turned into a ruin in an instant.

But no one cares, maybe this observation tower is the source of the curse?

That's what the townspeople thought, but that's not what Ning An and his party thought.

For example, now, Ning An has been blocked in the room by Yun Qingge and Wen Luoyan, and there is also a Feng Qi who is watching the excitement.

It's nothing, it's embarrassing when the three of them come in.

Xiaohong was giving her medicine, and she was still "screaming" and screaming in pain.

For a moment, the expressions of the three of them gave her the illusion that she had been caught and raped.

Gossip can be there, but can it not be so obvious.

"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, Second Senior Brother!" Ning An sat up straight a little uncomfortably, wanting to withdraw his hand.

Pei Yi used a little strength to clench Ning An's wrist and didn't let her twitch.

After glancing lightly at the three uninvited guests, he stared at the black and purple wrist again.

"It's... This is ......" Feng Qi stammered first, his eyes wandering over the two of them.

Bed, physical contact, a man and a woman.

Just put these three words together, Feng Qi felt that he could make up a big drama in his own brain.

Ning An: "Xiaohong, our Xiaohong." ”

Ning An held Pei Yi's hand with his backhand, raised it and shook it, and explained quickly.

Pei Yi: ......

The girl's hand was soft, a little hot, small, and had not yet grasped half of his palm.

Unconsciously rubbed the back of the girl's hand.

"Oh roar?" Yun Qingge sat on the stool opposite the bed, staring at Pei Yi with interest, "Little junior sister has a good eye!" ”

I didn't expect a little fox to become such a delicate teenager.

It's just a little... Gloomy?

Wen Luo's smile was meaningful.

"What's wrong?" Ning An withdrew his hand, and his left hand was gently placed on the bruise on his right hand.

As soon as I ran into it, I gasped.

It hurts!

Why does it hurt to rub it hard?!

"Huh."

Before Ning An could come back to his senses, he heard a sneer in his ear.

Some are short, vague, and cold.

Full of ridicule.

Ning Anqiang resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and kept telling himself in his heart: This is his own fox! Can't scold!

Own fox! Be inclusive!

Feng Qi couldn't stand it anymore: "Little junior sister, come today... I wanted to ask you something. ”

Good guys, how do you have a feeling of eating dog food.

It's obviously a fox alone!

He doesn't knock people and beasts, hey!

How could he not have the luck of picking up a vixen at random?

Ning An smiled and looked at the three in front of him, diverting his attention.

"Last time in that observation tower, the killer you encountered... What do you think? Yun Qingge finally asked.

When they arrived, they only saw Ning An on the ground and the fox in Ning An's arms.

Ning An unconsciously grabbed Pei Yi's hand, and his eyes trembled a little.

Absolutely... Not so good memories.

Pei Yi looked at the girl sideways and found the girl's hesitation for a moment.

Subconsciously clenched that hand.

"Someone is going to kill me... It's an organization! Ning An finally expressed his words completely.

For everyone in Ethereal Peak, she felt that she didn't need to hide it.

Wouldn't it be tiring to fight alone?

"How?" The expression on Yun Qingge's face really became serious, and he leaned forward.

An organization?

Want to kill Ning An?

In her memory, it seems that there is none.

"The second time, I saw the same sign on those people."

The smile on the corner of Wen Luoyan's mouth moved, and he knew it in his heart.

He's probably... I already know what the little junior sister is going to say.

Ning An also got up from the bed and walked quickly to the table, where a piece of paper and a pen had already been taken out.

Pei Yi looked at the hand that suddenly fell into the air, and his fingers trembled slightly.

Snorted coldly.

Turning into a red fox, it gently landed on Ning An's shoulder.

The girl had already drawn that tattoo with a few strokes.

Crescent, moire......

How many points are there?

Ning An hesitated.

"Bright Moon Temple?" Yun Qingge had already cried out in a lost voice, his face full of surprise.

How could it be the Bright Moon Temple?

As soon as these words came out, they instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Wen Luoyan's smile stiffened on the spot.

How could Senior Sister know about the Bright Moon Temple?

So early, has the Bright Moon Temple already started its activities at this time?

"Bright Moon Temple?" Feng Qi's unbelievable voice almost shouted out along with Yun Qingge!

Isn't the Bright Moon Temple the mysterious power that came out at the end of "Sword Dao Eternal"?

Right now... Right now......

Feng Qi was a little panicked in his heart.

So early... Obviously, there is no clue in the book at all.

Ning An took in the expressions of the three of them, and then she was emo, looking at the performance, she didn't know it alone, right?

*

Except for the river demon, Ning An and the others had no reason to stay in Wutong Town.

But fortunately, Venerable Yaoshu and Xuanye Zhenren also planned to leave, so Ning An no longer had the regret of not being able to eat melons from time to time.

In the past few days, Venerable Yaoshu and Xuanye Zhenren Qin Se and Ming have been quietly envious of others, and Ning An has inadvertently passed by the Closed Moon Residence every time.

Sure enough, a long stream of love.

What made Ning An'an happy was that every time she could meet Murong An.

The man didn't go in, but hid and looked in quietly, and his whole body exuded an air of sadness.

But such an atmosphere did not infect Ning An at all, and she was even so happy that she was even snickering in her dreams.

The day before leaving, when Ning An and Murong An were together, Venerable Yaoshu walked out.

The woman was dressed in a blue robe, her long hair was tied up high, and her face was full of smiles.

"Ning'an Xiaoyou." Venerable Yaoshu walked over and looked at Ning An with a smile, "I've been wanting to talk to you for the past few days. ”

Ning'an: ???

I'm so scared! It's not going to be a question about "The Secret of Wind and Frost", right?

What was she going to say? Make up a white-bearded old man?

Murong An stood aside, at a loss, and finally just stumbled and shouted: "Frost... Frost. ”

He thought about it for a long time.

He has also investigated Liu Yueyue's affairs clearly, and he has already seen his heart clearly.

But... But it all seemed to be late.

Venerable Yaoshu smiled and nodded at Murong An, which was regarded as a greeting.

At this time, Xuan Ye Zhenren walked out and naturally grabbed Venerable Yao Shu's shoulder: "Shushu, who are these two?" ”

Venerable Yaoshu turned around and smiled at Xuan Ye Zhenren.

Like a cloud wrapped in sugar, sweet and gentle.

Ning An only felt that this smile was too sweet, which made her heart glow with a trace of sweetness.

Murong An's face was like ashes, and his hands behind his back were tightly clenched.

"This is Ning An Xiaoyou of Lingyun Sect, and this is General Murong."

Venerable Yaoshu's smile did not diminish in the slightest when he spoke.

In the free and easy, with a little bit of the little daughter's delicateness.

"I've seen... I've seen ......" Ning An hurriedly saluted, and couldn't remember his seniority for a long time.

What's it called?

The system snorted coldly.

"Junior Ning An, I've seen my uncle!" Ning An finally found a voice and saluted in a proper manner.

Xuan Ye Zhenren was slightly surprised, and his gaze at Ning An was a little kinder after all.

He remembers... When the senior brother of the head of the family was alive, when he sent him a letter, he mentioned his daughter Ning An.

It must be the one in front of you.

Time......

Xuan Ye Zhenren had a bit of melancholy for a while.

"Little friend Ning'an, come with me." Venerable Yaoshu grabbed Ning An's wrist and left this place of right and wrong.

As for Murong An, Venerable Yaoshu walked upright, and he didn't even give him the afterglow.

Ning An looked down at Venerable Yaoshu's hand, his thoughts wandering.

If so, how do you answer?

"You and I are destined, I'll teach you the next volume of "Wind and Frost Qi Secret Tips".

When Ning An was a little helpless, Venerable Yaoshu's voice suddenly sounded.

With a little smile.

Ning An looked up suddenly, and saw Venerable Yaoshu smiling.

*

The night was quiet, and Murong An didn't expect to meet Yao Shuang on the road.

"Shuang'er......" Murong An hurriedly leaned up, and after coming into contact with the woman's alienated gaze, he was a little lonely, "What a coincidence." ”

"Unfortunately, I'm waiting for you." Venerable Yaoshu turned her head and looked at Murong An solemnly, "If you leave tomorrow, you should have something to say to me." ”

"Then let's talk about it."

Murong An was overjoyed, and there was a little expectation on his face.

"Shuang'er, I'm sorry, it's me who ...... about Yueyue"

Venerable Yaoshu interrupted Murong An's words: "Don't be sorry, I didn't take it to heart. ”

"If the general has nothing else to say, then don't do it."

Murong An was stunned, and his heart, which was beating fiercely, was cold for a moment.

"Have you ever loved me?"

"Nope."

Murong An's face turned pale: "Then did Yao Shuang love me?" ”

They used to be sweet, and she also risked her life on the battlefield to save him......

"Nope."

"It's nothing more than because of the general's looks ... Just let her be stupid. ”

Venerable Yaoshu's voice was faint, and after glancing at Murong An, who was staying in place, "Then... Leave. ”