In the ruined ruins

Mu Wanfeng struggled to stand up, limped away from this place of right and wrong on the frost-covered road.

Bai Wufang was jolted, woke up, and immediately jumped to the ground from Han Lu's hands.

He asked eagerly, "What about Mu Wanfeng?"

Han Lu rarely showed her emotions, and her voice was very low: "He knocked you unconscious, and he stayed......"

"What did you say?"

Bai Wufang immediately looked at his subordinates, Ren Wanli, Chu Hanyan and the others, they all looked away, not daring to look at him directly.

"Go back, immediately! right away!"

Chu Hanyan sighed and said, "Childe, it's useless to go back, he's just afraid that he has ...... at this time."

Bai Wufang shouted in a deep voice: "Go back! I don't want to say it a third time!"

As he spoke, he jumped on the Chiyan Jiao first, controlling all the way back. The crowd had no choice but to follow.

Mu Wanfeng left with his front foot, and the back foot summoned the people from the Blood Sword Hall and returned to the courtyard. When I saw the mess all over the place, my heart began to sink continuously.

I rummaged around, but I couldn't find anything except the fallen Gathering Ice Heart.

The rouge also kept the feathers of millet, which were not affected by the cold, and after getting close to the heart of the cold ice, they were put into the storage ring.

In a small house on the corner

It's not too late

When the old man came out of the kitchen with the dishes, he saw a small jade bottle on the table, where was Xiang Xuelan?

After Xiang Xuelan walked out, her face had regained her calm, and Edgeworth flew back to Lingxiao Pavilion.

Back in the attic, Han Rou saw at a glance that her expression was wrong, and asked with concern, "Senior sister, what's wrong?"

Xiang Xuelan shook her head and said, "It's okay, you go to Shizun's side these days and pay attention to the news outside." ”

Han Rou didn't doubt him, didn't ask much, did as instructed, and walked out of the attic.

After watching Han Rou leave, Xiang Xuelan seemed to have instantly exhausted her strength and sat down on the stool, her heart numb.

What should come is what is coming.

Perhaps by doing so, we can make up for some of the debt owed to him.

There was still some time before it got dark, and it was tormenting her. Since she was going to suffer **, she hoped it would be sooner.

But the sky outside seemed to stand still, and there was no sign of gloom.

I never thought it would take so long.

During this time in Lingxiao Pavilion, she had been living like a year, thinking that the three-year period would come as soon as possible, so that she could end all this.

It wasn't until today that I realized that time was so uninterrupted, and I was always working against myself.

Is this fate?

In the main hall of Lingxiao Pavilion

Kong Ye and Xiang Xuelan's feelings are generally the same. The only difference is that their moods are very different.

He paced back and forth for a while, sat down to drink tea for a while, and looked up at the hall from time to time, feeling that he was at a loss what to do now.

It was as if he had learned that he was about to become a father, anxious and joyful.

He finally survived until dark, and he couldn't wait, and walked out of the hall hungry and thirsty. But at the entrance of the main hall, he collided with Ruan Hongyu, who was walking quickly.

Kong Ye asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

Ruan Hongyu said: "Didn't Shizun tell me to pay attention to the masked man? ”

He thought that the master would be furious, and he was ready to be trained.

But what he didn't expect was that his master waved his hand lightly and said, "Okay, for the teacher to know, you can go down." ”

Ruan Hongyu was stunned for a moment, could it be that today's sun is rising from the south?

"Master, don't you want to track it down?"

Kong Yehu was stunned and shouted, "The teacher asked you to go down, didn't you hear?"

After this reprimand, he felt a lot more normal, and hurriedly responded: "Yes, Master." ”

Kong Ye is only thinking now, the warm fragrant nephrite is in his arms, and then he will lose his soul overnight, how can he still be in the mood to care about the masked man's affairs?

Besides, the masked man was nothing more than a premonition that he had reached the realm of the hundred tricks, and he was worried about being persecuted, so he ran away in advance.

Soon, he was in a good mood again, and took advantage of the moonlight to walk through the pavilions and come to the attic.

Mu Wanfeng walked numbly as if she had lost her soul, occasionally tripped over stones or grass vines, and immediately got up and continued to walk forward.

Strangely, he would laugh silly from time to time, muttering intermittently things like "idiot, ridiculous".

If people saw him crazy, they would think he was crazy.

Suddenly, he began to look up to the sky and laugh wildly, his voice hoarse like a demon, and the sound of insects around him was still.

In Mu Wanfeng's heart, there is an evil spirit slowly brewing.

In the night, his black and white hair looked particularly bewitching.

His eyes were no longer empty and blank, but became brighter and brighter, and the blue and purple light flashed alternately, gradually spreading to his whole body.

After a long time, the two brilliances suddenly converged.

Although his left arm was still drooping and his feet were still twisted and deformed, his whole person seemed to be in good spirits.

He kicked on one leg with incredible speed, and in an instant, he disappeared into the night.

In the inn thousands of miles away, Chu Bixia was already able to get out of bed and walk around.

Knowing his strength, he couldn't help if he went, but he still couldn't help but worry.

Mu Wanfeng just went to find someone, why couldn't it take so long, could something have happened?

After waiting left and right to no avail, she hesitated for a moment and walked to the door.

Just as she tried to open the door, it was pushed open from the outside, and she staggered back several steps.

And the person standing at the door was Mu Wanfeng.

"You, you ......"

Chu Bixia was frightened, you didn't say the next words for a long time.

Because she felt that Mu Wanfeng was covered in injuries, her whole person had changed. It's not just the appearance that has changed, it's also the breath.

Mu Wanfeng's clothes were in tatters, and the dark red blood mixed with the dirt solidified on his body. The whole left arm hung straight down like mud.

The messy hair was casually draped, and the temples were originally only white, but now they were black and white, almost half white.

Especially those eyes, which were originally as black as ink, turned blue and purple at this time!

The left pupil is purple and the right pupil is blue, which looks particularly weird. The eyes are calm, but they seem to hide madness.

If it weren't for the fact that her appearance hadn't changed much, Chu Bixia would almost have mistakenly thought that the person in front of her was not Mu Wanfeng.

Mu Wanfeng just stood at the door, neither advancing nor retreating, looking at her quietly.

After a moment of distraction, Chu Bixia finally got used to it. After all, she was worried about Mu Wanfeng's injury, so she went up and helped him to sit on the edge of the bed.

Although she knew that something must have happened, she didn't bother to ask, so she went out to get a basin of hot water in person, and began to clean Mu Wanfeng's wounds.