"I understand!" Yun Yi opened his eyes in an instant, and a flash of realization flashed under his eyes, "Hmph! No wonder I can't see it!"

Because it's a feeling, it's invisible!

The strangeness that Yun Yi felt before came from his feeling of the whole environment - outside this bedroom, there was a place that felt extremely weird! It was an indescribable breath feeling, to put it in layman's terms, that is, three words: disharmony!

A feeling of disharmony that conflicts with the feeling that this bedroom as a whole gives Yunyi!

Yun Yi closed his eyes again, and slowly moved towards a certain place in the bedroom with his senses, where there was an unreasonable cold aura. When I opened my eyes, there was a dusty wooden door in front of me, and the cold air was leaking through the crack in the door.

Wow - Yun Yi moved the wooden door, and the scene in front of him couldn't help but surprise him, only to see that behind the wooden door, there was this small courtyard that was not too big. In the center of the courtyard, there was a nearly withered flower tree, which had few leaves, withered branches, and the only flower bones shrunk together, looking like an old man in the last years of the wind and candles, dying with a mouthful of life.

But Yunyi's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "Momei?!, it's not quite like ......" After calming down, he slowly stepped into the courtyard and approached the dead tree. Looking at the flowers intently, feeling the temperature that made his skin chill, he was even more sure of his thoughts, "This is Moxue Hanmei." ”

On Meizi's birthday that day, Ouyang Shengtian took out a Moxue Hanmei as a gift, and Yun Yi would not judge the breath of Moxue Hanmei, because compared to the real Momei, Moxue Hanmei also has a similar coldness. Lacks a thorough and cool feeling, and has an eerie atmosphere.

"There is a Moxue Hanmei here, according to legend, Hanmei is a flower tree, which has extremely strict requirements for the growth environment, and this flower tree has obviously been uncared for for a long time. Yun Yimo rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought. "But since someone planted it here, then it is certain that this Moxue Hanmei is very important to it, and if this is the case, why did that person abandon it?"

After thinking about it for a while, Yun Yi couldn't help but shake his head and laugh at himself, "That's it...... Why should I think about anything since the original owner had planted it? I left in a few days anyway, and the place was still what it was. What is there to worry about? Let it go, love wither, love wither, what does it have to do with me?"

Although Yun Yi said this, he still faintly felt that he had missed something, he looked at the withered Mo Xue Hanmei suspiciously, closed the moving wooden door with a bang, and then lay down on the mattress.

He was a little uncertain. He gave up his intention to cultivate for the time being. But not long after he lay down, the whole person suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes widened, and he didn't know what he suddenly thought, and then his body trembled slightly!

Bang! Yun Yi slapped the mattress violently, and his body rebounded directly in front of the wooden door. Whoa! Yun Yi slammed the door open, his eyes staring at the withered Moxue Hanmei!

Mo Xue Hanmei is still the same, but Yunyi is no longer as calm as before. This moment. A word that he didn't care about at all sounded in his ears like thunder, deafening!

"Momei's cold snow palm...... It is an extremely poisonous palm technique, and according to legend, this palm technique can only be cultivated with the help of extremely cold soul power, and after refining, it can only have the effect of one blow. After one hit. The cultivator's whole body soul power will be drained, the light ones will be seriously injured, and the heavy ones will fall on the spot! And those who are hit by the palm will leave a plum-like black mark on their bodies, and they will bear the pain of the cold air of the black plum until they die. ”

Yun Yi thought of this for a moment, and the whole person suddenly felt cheerful, and the wisps of wrongness and weirdness that originally lingered in his heart were also swept away at once. But when he calmed down again, he felt a terrifying horror when he thought about it!

"It is necessary to dissolve the extremely cold soul power of the Momei Hanxue Palm, and it must be done with Momei, but if it is to cultivate the Momei Hanxue Palm, it doesn't seem to have to be Momei-it seems that it is not impossible to do it with a slightly inferior Moxue Hanmei! If so, then the original owner of this bedroom is very likely to be the assassin who attacked the Mei Mansion in the first place and attempted to assassinate Madame Mei! Moreover, at that time, the assassin was killed on the spot by Uncle Mei after the assassination, so if the original owner of this place was really the assassin, it was not impossible that the room had been vacant for so long, causing Mo Xue Hanmei to wilt without being cared for!"

"But if this is the case, the people who live here must have a great future, and his departure cannot be without any news for the huge Li Mansion......! Li Fu already knew about it but pretended not to know?!"

A gloomy cloud hung over Yun Yi's head, and although he was indoors, he only felt that the night was deeper, and the gloomy clouds seemed to be ready to rain at any moment. Yun Yi, who had just entered the Li Mansion, had not yet intersected with anyone except Li Lan, and felt that there was a huge but invisible quagmire in front of him, as if he would be dragged into it as long as he rubbed a little bit.

"Hiss-" Taking a deep breath, Yun Yi suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, although he found and generated so many speculations, but only he knew. What he can do now is to see if he can find out some news from Li Lan's mouth, or confirm his speculation, or overturn his speculation, and in addition, he must not leak any rumors.

Of course, Yun Yi desperately hoped that his speculation was false.

Cultivating cross-kneeled overnight, Yunyi watched the early sun rise in the early morning and condensed the power of light, and now his skills in condensing the power of light have been greatly improved. Looking at the brilliance of the morning light, breathing in the fresh breath of the morning, Yun Yi put away the token, hesitated for a moment and decided to find out the news from Li Lan's mouth today.

He drove through the bamboo sea to the lake, and the scene in front of him surprised him. I saw that there was already a shadow on the shore of the lake under the morning light, and she was facing the sparkling lake, doing morning exercises in the breeze. If this woman is not Li Lan, who will she be?

Just this scene made De Yunyi's first impression of her change again. You must know that not everyone can insist on morning exercise, and Yun Yi, who has adhered to this habit year after year, can also see at a glance that Li Lan's morning exercise skills are not proficient in one or two days. (To be continued......)