The moonlight shines on the sea, creating a feeling of vastness on the sea, the reckless miscanthus swaying in the sea breeze, there is a deep compassion in the mist, the sorrow stretches, and the overwhelming haze hides the sorrow.

The seabirds supported their abundant feathers, endless necks and iron-gray beaks, and swept over the small boat on which Bai Junqian was riding with reserve and tenacity.

Although the sea is very calm, the situation is confusing under the calm surface of countless waves.

It's already the middle of the night, and there will still be guards of the Yan family patrolling the sky from time to time, and more than a dozen black shadows slowly pass through the sky...... This is also the reason why Bai Junqian and the others chose to take a boat instead of Edgeworth.

Lingxi felt that they were too cautious, so he asked, "Why are you so careful? and have you found out who is communicating with the cult?"

"It's a foggy situation, so it's better to be cautious. Yan Shenhan replied, but he didn't directly answer Lingxi's latter question, which made Bai Junqian and them feel a little abnormal.

Bai Jun pondered for a while and didn't ask, but Lingxi continued to ask, ran to the front and stood with Yan Shenhan and asked, "Are you already suspecting anyone?"

Yan Shenhan turned his body to the side, looked at Lingxi, and just wanted to say something, when suddenly a wave hit, causing the boat to jolt, and Lingxi's center of gravity was unstable, and he was about to fall from the side of the boat.

Bai Junqian was too late to reach out and catch it......

"Ahh

However, the deep cold beside her had already fallen, and the closest to him was Lingxi.

In the next moment, Lingxi stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Shenhan's arm, but after all, this Yan Shenhan was a man, and it was still quite heavy, so Lingxi suddenly exerted his strength and pulled Yan Shenhan ...... Yan Shenhan's body would immediately arrive on the boat, but because of inertia, he still didn't stand firm, and suddenly rushed towards Lingxi, who was already affected by inertia and fell behind him unsteadily.

There was a "bang", and Yan Shenhan fell directly on Lingxi, but fortunately, Lingxi reacted quickly and supported it with his hand, so Yan Shenhan did not touch Lingxi.

However, the mask of the deep cold fell off, and between the somewhat scattered strands of hair, Lingxi saw the face, with slightly blue eyes and a pale face......

"Right...... I'm sorry!" Yan Shenhan hurriedly picked up the mask, and then put it back on under the cover of his sleeve robe.

No one saw him, except Lingxi, who had fallen to the ground and was stunned.

"Lingxi!" Bai Junqian helped Lingxi up, but Lingxi was a little stunned and looked at Yan Shenhan.

"What's wrong?" Bai Junqian asked after noticing the abnormality.

Hearing this, Lingxi shifted his gaze to look at Bai Junqian, shook his head and said, "Master, I'm fine." ”

"......" Bai Junqian looked at Lingxi.

The breeze swept through everyone's clothes, the undercurrent of the water, the crescent moon and the stars on the sea.

Yan Shenhan hurried to the other side of the boat, away from Lingxi, and Lingxi didn't say anything more.

If this miscanthus grass is floating and stopping, if there is nothing, it makes people's thoughts infinite and fluttering.

Lingxi's complex emotions moistened into uneasy ripples: when she was a demon cultivator in the past, she was different from ordinary people, and she really cared about it in the past. Although Yingguo is a place where demon cultivators and immortal cultivators coexist, Yan Shenhan is different, he is an ordinary person, but for some reason he has grown into what he is now.

Not only that, but the appearance of the deep cold turning into a fierce beast before is also something that people can't help but stay away.

After a long time, Bai Junqian and his party came to a silent beach, and everyone did not see anyone on the beach. Except for a little light from the fire, the rest of the place was pitch black.

"This is my brother's abode, the deep palace. Yan Shenhan said in a flat tone.

He also briefly talked to Bai Junqian about some things before-

If the cult wants to seize power, the first target must be his brother, so Yan Shenhan is here to take Bai Junqian and them to see his brother, but he can't enter through the main gate, for fear that someone is watching.

But who is behind this cult? Bai Junqian, they feel that the situation inside this family seems to be much more grim than outside.

Could it be someone with more power within the Yan family?

Kirito didn't speak much all the way, and Bai Junqian also noticed this, approached Kirito and asked, "Why haven't you spoken?"

"I just don't want to speak, sometimes it's better not to find out the truth so quickly...... After all, it's easy to get confused. Kirito said a little perfunctorily.

Then Bai Junqian continued to ask, and Kirito finally relented: "Actually, we think that it was the eldest young master who organized all this. ”

"How is that possible?" Bai Junqian was stunned for a moment.

"Why is it impossible, our sect master also thinks so. ”

Hearing this, Bai Junqian looked at him in a little surprise and said, "Your sect master also thinks so?"

"Hmm. Kiritsu replied absentmindedly, and then changed his serious expression and said, "Don't you think that all this has been left in place for too long?" Obviously, this cult has appeared since a few years ago, but it is only now, when the situation begins to collapse, that the Yan family has begun to meddle in this matter. Don't you think it's strange?"

"I've thought about it......" Before Bai Junqian finished speaking, Lingxi called him, and Kirito also quickened his pace and walked forward, leaving Bai Junqian behind.

The conversation was interrupted, and Bai Junqian didn't ask Kirito any more questions, but just hid such a guess in his heart and thought about it carefully.

After a long time, a group of people walked from various remote paths to the place where the eldest young master was-

Standing outside the wall, this time the spell was cast again, and the group entered. But what Bai Junqian and his party entered was nothing more than the outer wall of the palace.

Looking up from this palace wall, I saw that the palace, which was golden during the day, was still lit by a candle at night, although I couldn't see the whole picture, but it was enough to make people marvel.

At the same time, unfolding in front of them was a golden marigold, which spread in large patches before their eyes, scorching its splendor.

Although it is late at night and there is no light around, this calendula is more than golden, and it is as brilliant as the sun, exuding a light like the sun to illuminate this area.

The wind swept by, the flowers swayed, and the waves were staggered.

The moonlight outlines the eyebrows of each petal, and the smooth and bright lines wander in the sea of flowers.

Calendula flutters in the wind, making a soft and beautiful sound that is as smooth as breathing.

Everyone watched in a trance.

"This flower looks so good, it's magical. ”

After Lingxi finished speaking, he squatted down with the letter, and after looking at the flower slightly, he stretched out his hand and touched the flower.

The petals are very soft to the touch, as if they are touching the water, and what is even more amazing is that the calendula seems to have a temperature, when Lingxi touches it, the warmth flowing from her fingertips directly spreads throughout the body, making the whole person comfortable.

Immediately, Bai Junqian and his group continued to walk forward, walking along a stone path in the sea of flowers. They were also amazed at the breadth of the back garden of the palace.

"Here we are. Yan Shenhan said as if relieved.

In addition to avoiding the patrols of many guards, Bai Junqian and his party also had to pay attention to those small guys, so the journey to their destination was also very difficult.

And now, a gate was erected in front of them, and the person in the door was the lord of the Yan family, Yan Yuanhong.

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