On the wide avenue, a figure as fast as a ghost galloped by.

Pedestrians in a hurry only felt a strange wind blowing around them, but when they looked back, they couldn't see half a figure.

Only the masters of the Spirit Martial Realm could barely detect a fleeting afterimage, and by the time they rubbed their eyes to confirm, the afterimage had already disappeared without a trace.

Worried that his sister would have an accident, Mu Fan did not hesitate to use the evil qi in the second dantian, and accelerated towards the Alchemist Guild day and night.

In his broken first dantian, the Xinghuang Sword handed down from the Yanmen family lay quietly in it, allowing a purple flame to continuously refine the spiritual power in the sword.

Jiang Wuxuan attacked Mu Xue'er, and Mu Fan was about to face another enemy.

Strong enemies are around, and the matter of repairing the dantian cannot be delayed.

Although this Xuan-level weapon of the Yanmen family is extremely powerful, it can be regarded as a good treasure for self-defense.

But for Mu Fan, the aura that has been cultivated in the sword for hundreds of years is a more valuable treasure.

The broken dantian needs to be repaired with spiritual power, which can be the power of the elixir or the vitality of heaven and earth, and it can also draw strength from spiritual weapons.

Regardless of the type of aura, it can be absorbed and refined by him.

He raced against time to refine the Xinghuang Sword while speeding away.

The original two-day journey was abruptly shortened to one day.

Returning to the Alchemist Guild branch located on the outskirts of Jincheng, he had already noticed something unusual before he entered the door.

The eyeliner that was once scattered around the guild in the Zhennan Royal Mansion was all gone at this time.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Even if Mu Fan slipped away from them with a trick before, the people of Zhennan Wangfu wouldn't have withdrawn all their eyeliners, right?

As the saying goes, a monk can't run the temple if he can run.

Judging from their vision, Mu Fan would definitely not give up his identity as a disciple of the Alchemist Guild, even if he escaped temporarily, he would return to this place sooner or later.

Therefore, it is extremely abnormal to remove the eyeliner near the guild.

Mu Fan's mind moved, and he had a guess.

The reason why the other party did this was nothing more than two points, either Jiang Wuxuan completely gave up his hatred for him and unilaterally decided not to trouble him again, then it was naturally useless to leave eyeliner.

The other situation is that Jiang Wuxuan has already achieved his goal and has mastered the bargaining chips to mobilize himself, so there is no need to continue to send people to watch his every move.

Obviously, the second option is the most likely.

Mu Fan kept having a bad premonition in his heart, although he wanted to convince himself with the idea of "this is the Alchemist Guild, and the Zhennan Royal Mansion doesn't dare to mess around".

But the closer he got to the Alchemist Guild, the more intense the uneasiness in his heart became.

He walked into the guild gate worriedly, and hurried forward, even when the people around him greeted him warmly, he did not respond.

"Not at home!"

When he came to the residence, he immediately released his spiritual power and swept towards the house, but under the induction of spiritual power, there was only an empty room left.

Mu Fan's heart sank, and he rushed over with a serious face and pushed the door open.

The ban on the door was not breached, and there were no signs of a fight in the room.

On the table was a plate of dried scallion flatbread, and on the stove there was half a basin of dough that had not had time to be cooked.

"Didn't she be forcibly taken away, could it be that she left on her own?"

Mu Fan carefully observed every corner of the room and came to a conclusion that puzzled him, Mu Xue'er was not kidnapped, but she disappeared out of thin air.

In his impression, Mu Xueer is not the kind of person who is not sensible.

When he left, he told Mu Xue'er not to leave the room, so it was impossible for her to leave alone without listening to Mu Fan's orders.

Even if there was really something that had to leave, she would leave a note to reassure Mu Fan.

However, the room was empty, and there was nothing.

"Old man He! You come out for me! ”

Mu Fan closed his eyes tightly, urging his spiritual power to transmit the sound towards the top of the mountain.

"Boy, the old man knows that you have a strong mental strength, what are you showing? The abnormality of Danhuo Hall a few days ago, isn't it your kid......"

After a while, a strong wind blew outside the room, and the old man He, who was full of alcohol, rubbed his drunken eyes and staggered in front of Mu Fan.

He followed Mu Fan's advice and had already taken a shower and changed into clean clothes.

It's just that the hair and beard are still messily glued to the head, and one of the two feet is wearing shoes, and the other is not wearing, and he still looks half crazy and half stupid.

Mu Fan's face was gloomy as if a rainstorm was coming, and he asked unceremoniously: "I don't have the time to play dumb riddles for you, now I'm asking you!" What about my sister? ”

Others thought that this old man was crazy, but Mu Fan knew in his heart that this old guy was just pretending to be crazy and stupid, but in fact, he was not crazy at all.

His unceremonious questioning made the wine in He Taiyue's eyes sober up a little.

From Mu Fan's serious expression, he seemed to feel a trace of the seriousness of the situation.

Stopping his swaying body, he frowned and said, "Your sister is gone?" The old man didn't receive any information that someone was making trouble, did she leave by herself? ”

Although this old man promised to help Mu Fan take care of his sister, he didn't keep an eye on Mu Xue'er anytime and anywhere.

Seeing that Mu Fan's face fell instantly, He Taiyue hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'll call the disciple in charge to ask." ”

"The old man won't lie to you, I have already instructed my disciples to take care of your sister for you, they are all masters with excellent strength. Rest assured, your sister won't miss anything. ”

The two of them came all the way downstairs, and He Taiyue's spiritual power transmitted the sound, and immediately recruited a patrol disciple of the sixfold Lingwu Realm.

"Meet Senior He, meet Brother Pastor."

That man's name was Zhao Lei, and he was a small leader who managed more than a dozen disciples, and after receiving the summons, he immediately rushed over with his disciples.

He Taiyue stared at Zhao Lei with an ugly face, his eyes were full of complaints, and he said coldly: "Gossip and don't mention it!" I ask you, when did his sister leave her place and where did she go? ”

Zhao Lei was stunned when he heard this, looked at Mu Fan with a strange expression, scratched his head and said, "The senior asked Sister Xue'er?" Didn't she leave with her brother pastor? As for yesterday's incident, the pastor brother said that he would take Sister Xue'er to find the healing elixir, and then took the person away. ”

When Mu Fan heard this, his face became more and more ugly.

The evil qi in the dantian surged, emanating from the body uncontrollably, and the surrounding atmosphere was filled with a murderous aura in an instant.

Zhao Lei panicked, he didn't know what he said wrong, so he hurriedly pointed to his subordinates behind him and said loudly: "If you don't believe it, you can ask them, the brothers saw it at that time, and everyone can testify." ”

Mu Fan cast his gaze at them, although those people's faces were nervous, they still nodded again and again to testify, looking at their eyes, it didn't seem like lying.

"Boy, are you mistaken? Or do you have another twin brother? ”

He Taiyue frowned, looked at Mu Fan with a puzzled face, and his spiritual power quietly probed Mu Fan's condition, and found that Mu Fan's spirit was very normal, not like an evil spirit.

This made him even more confused.

Mu Fan didn't have time to talk to him, and silently analyzed the ins and outs of the matter.

Cangyun City was the bait to divert the tiger from the mountain, and Jiang Wuxuan really took the opportunity to capture his sister.

According to the testimony, when his sister disappeared, he should still be on the way back, and it is impossible for him to personally come forward to take Mu Xue'er away.

"Is it ......?"

Suddenly, a cold color flashed in Mu Fan's eyes, and he seemed to have guessed a clue.

He Taiyue and the others immediately cast inquiring glances at him, and asked with concern, "What do you think?" Could it be that someone kidnapped your sister? ”

Mu Fan clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Shenyin Pavilion, the old man with a hundred faces!" ”