When the four of them returned to the inn, they received the news that Gu Manyi had brought from Shangyangmen, which was thousands of miles away.

Gu Danqing sat at the table with a solemn expression, and the cup in her hand was turned by her a few times, and finally, she paused and said in a cold voice: "The eight characters of the birthday are Ling Xue's." ”

The other three were equally solemn.

Jiang Jinyao propped his chin: "Is that man Yin Chunyu?" But Yin Chunyu is clearly dead. ”

Rong Chen took a sip of tea, moistened his somewhat dry throat, and said, "If it is Yin Chunyu, everything will make sense, he is the one who resurrected the ninety-nine extreme yin hearts taken from the ninety-nine extreme yin bodies." ”

Gu Danqing's expression became more and more solemn: "But ...... Who went to such great lengths to kill innocent people and resurrect him? Luoheyu has no survivors, who is it? What is the purpose of resurrecting him?"

Jiang Jin shook his head: "I can't think of a reason for sitting here, it's better to go back to the room and sleep well in the middle of the night, and think about it tomorrow morning." ”

The remaining three: "............"

Jiang Jinyao hurriedly sat up straight: "Don't look at me like that, am I wrong? I can't think of a countermeasure now, isn't it time-consuming and energy-consuming to sit here?"

Gu Danqing shook his head helplessly, then looked at Rong Chen, and said what he thought in his heart: "First of all, whether the identity of that man is Yin Chunyu or not, and no matter who resurrected him, since that man is looking for Ling Xue's ghost, let's find it before him, maybe there will be clues." ”

Rong Chen said: "I can't find it, from the story told by the man, it can be known that Ling Xue has died after entering Qiu Mountain to eliminate evil spirits, and the monster has occupied her body, and every murder that happened in Luoheyu in the next month was sucked dry by Jing Yuan, presumably that monster relied on Jing Yuan to continue his life, then, Ling Xue's soul must have been devoured a long time ago." ”

Although Jiang Jinyao dislikes Rong Chen, he has to admit that Rong Chen is really clear-minded, calm and calm, and extraordinary in slaying demons.

But he couldn't boast about Rongchen in front of him, and it couldn't be behind his back, so he chose to be silent.

It was Luo Xuanbing, who couldn't help but hook his lips slightly, and nodded yes: "What Rong Chenjun said makes sense." ”

Gu Danqing simply stood up: "In this case, as Ah Yao said, go back to the room to rest, the pestle here is just time-consuming and exhausting, and this matter is not urgent." ”

Jiang Jinyao hurriedly got up and echoed: "That's it, anyway, the ninety-nine extreme yin people have already been killed, and no one will die for the time being." ”

The three of them couldn't help but be speechless again: "............"

Although this is a very poor statement and lacks the demeanor of a cultivator, it is indeed the truth.

In the end, everyone went back to their rooms as Jiang Jinyao said.

But there are always other things on the mind.

Not long after Rong Chen lay down, his sensitive senses noticed the sound of sleeping next door, and he immediately turned over and sat up, went out of the window, and went to the next room.

The room was darkly lit, and the sound of steady breathing came from the bed, very soft, so light that people couldn't notice it.

Rong Chen walked lightly and approached slowly.

He reached out and lifted the falling curtains, desperate to see everything on the bed.

Suddenly, there was a hint of coolness on his wrist, and in the dark, a pair of bright eyes stared at him with a little exploration: "Rongchen? I didn't know you still had this habit, what are you doing crawling into my bed in the middle of the night?"

Rong Chen didn't expect him to react so quickly and catch him squarely.

The night was too dark for him to see his appearance clearly, and suddenly his big sleeves waved, and the candles on the table lit up, and the two saw each other clearly.