Mo Lengrong suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, making his originally beautiful face a little more evil.

Interesting, this soul power test, what the hell do those old men from the Royal Academy want to do? He also thought that the old man was injured, and this year's soul power test would be canceled!

Mo Lengrong remembered something again, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and the originally charming purple eyes were dyed with sadness for some reason, making people's hearts almost broken.

It's been seven years, is she doing well now?

The voice he heard outside the cabinet that day had been haunting Mo Lengrong's ears, and for some reason, he now had an urge to see her, as if the thoughts that had been squeezed in his heart for seven years were about to spring up now.

Mo Lengrong, who was lying on the rattan chair, suddenly stood up, his purple eyes were a little more firm, and he said to Qing Han and Qing Kite in a flat and indifferent voice, "I'll go out."

Before Qing Han and Qing Kite could react, Mo Lengrong disappeared into the room.

Qing Han and Qing Kite, you look at me, I look at you, and you are stunned in place.

It's already night, is there any urgency for the master to go out at this time? Looking at the way he looked just now, he was a little anxious, could something happen?

Qing Han and Qing Kite didn't dare to think about it, because Mo Lengrong didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to ask a word.

Mo Leng Rong and his handsome figure shuttled between the rooftops shrouded in darkness, he flew into the majestic General's Mansion, he almost searched the entire General's Mansion before he found Yun Zimo's figure in the deserted West Garden.

I didn't expect her to live in such a dilapidated place.

Such an environment was expected by Mo Lengrong, and it was beyond his expectations, he knew what happened seven years ago, and he knew that it would definitely affect her life after that incident, but he didn't expect her to live so hard.

It seems that he still overestimated the methods of the people in the general's mansion.

Mo Lengrong stood on the roof of a house in front of Yun Zimo's courtyard, and today he was wearing a purple dress, which matched the color of the night.

He looked at Yun Zimo who was walking around in the courtyard, and looked at it, and a smile unconsciously bloomed on the corner of his mouth.

I haven't seen her for seven years, I didn't expect Zimo to grow so tall, and the voice I heard last time also had a lot of women's taste, even so, but he still heard that it was her, and when he heard the first word she said, he was definitely her.

I didn't have time to take a closer look at Zimo last time.

Mo Lengrong watched Yun Zimo's every move intently, even from such a distance, any change in her face was clearly reflected in his eyes.

Zimo has grown up, and she is no longer the little girl she was seven years ago.

The smile on the corner of Mo Lengrong's mouth did not fade until he saw the purple mark at the end of her eye, his face suddenly became ugly, and his whole face was tense, as if he was suppressing something.

Yun Zimo, who was thinking about the problem in the courtyard, was completely unaware of Mo Lengrong's existence, for a master like Mo Lengrong, Yun Zimo did not have any soul power, and it was indeed a little difficult to detect it.

Wan Chun came from the house with a cup of hot tea.

"Is Miss thinking about something again?"

Her young lady has this expression all afternoon this afternoon, there must be something, and her young lady will only show this expression when she is thinking.

Saying that, Wan Chun handed the cup of hot tea in his hand to Yun Zimo's hand.