The white shadow sighed lightly, turned to look at Shen Murong not far away, picked up the package on the ground, looked at it, and slowly walked towards Shen Murong, and put the package in front of Shen Murong.

Shen Murong endured the severe pain, struggled to get up, and said respectfully: Fortunately, the master made a move to repel the two, and then he sighed and said: The disciple is really useless, and even the divine objects can't protect it, how can he fulfill the master's last wish, Murong is really humiliated by his mission.

The illusory shadow was even more faint and ethereal, as if it was about to penetrate like air, his voice was faint, and he said lightly: Murong don't blame himself, as long as he does everything with his heart, he can have no regrets in his heart, maybe his fate is already predestined, everything depends on the will of heaven.

The faint breath continued: The divine consciousness of the teacher will dissipate immediately, and it will not help you, the road behind must be full of dangers, you yourself must be more careful, remember every word spoken by the teacher, do not force everything, saying that the white figure dissipated in an instant, turned into nothingness, and then made no sound, Shen Murong didn't have time to ask anything, he only felt a shock in his body, a pulse around his body, making his whole body indescribably relaxed, a body is full of strength, he moved, and there was no severe pain in his body, and he didn't expect that when the master's only divine consciousness left, it turned into a trace of pulse and his internal injuries had already healed。

There was an inexplicable sourness in his eyes, but there were no tears, he just knelt down to the ground and shouted, "Master!

The night that was still hiding the murderous machine just now, now there is only a cold wind whistling, such a night seems to be extraordinarily cold and desolate, Shen Murong bowed to his master three times, and then picked up the package, and the unknown emotion in his eyes was still so complicated on his face, and the only difference was that the package at this time was not as bright as just now, but it was still cold and ruthlessly gray, he remembered that he was about to ask his teacher, but he didn't have time to speak for a while, and the scoundrel could only sigh.

Shen Murong put away the package and looked around, Fang Cai's fight probably attracted the attention of others, fortunately, this place is near Shen Yuan, and ordinary people don't dare to come easily, and he feels that this place is not suitable for a long time, and he is about to leave to go to Shen Yuan.

A white shadow flew closer, it was a beautiful woman, the beautiful figure made him familiar with it, and the coolness in his heart rose a trace of warmth.

The woman in white floated lightly on the ground, looking at the man in front of her, her body trembled, her eyes were full of tears, the man in front of her was in tattered clothes, his face was full of ashes, and the blood stains at the corners of his mouth had already condensed into a scar, and the whole person was in tatters.

She slowly approached the man, gently wiped the sweat and dust on his forehead, slowly wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, two tears swirled in her eyes, dripping lightly, she gritted her teeth and scolded lightly: Why don't you tell me, go alone, she sobbed and said softly: Do you know how worried I am, if I hadn't forced Ye Lao, I would have been kept in the dark, and then she said lightly: If something happens to you, then what should I do with Yinqing, Murong, promise me, don't take risks in person in the future, okay?

Shen Murong saw that his wife Guan Hou was deeply moved, but he blamed himself: I made you worried, I didn't tell you, my husband was just afraid that you would worry, but in his heart, he also knew which was more important, he changed his words and hurriedly said: Yin Qing, this is not the place to talk, let's go back to Shen Yuan."

The woman in white didn't know the danger of this place, just nodded quietly, and the two jumped together, heading in the direction of the Shen Courtyard, the night fell silent again, and the fight here was a mess, but it did not affect the bleak night at all, it was still cold and silent, and the cold wind was bleak.

It's just that in the grass dozens of feet away from the fight just now, a young man in cloth was lying motionless in the deep grass, and he didn't know when he was squatting here, until now he didn't even dare to breathe, what he had just witnessed shocked him, and he also had a series of unsolvable questions in his heart, he frowned and said secretly: Who will be the old man in black? Who is the illusory and extinct old man with white shadow? Why does Uncle Shen still call him Master, he thinks about it, and he can't figure it out, so he can only shake his head and say secretly: Hey! No matter how much he is, this time he went down the mountain, the master had already advised, don't wait until the last resort, don't easily reveal your identity, or act carefully, and then sighed: It's still good for me to be a god of monuments, I, Zhao Kuo, as a disciple of the god of monuments, but I still have to come to protect Shen Yuan, hey! Master is not mistaken, this Shen Yuan has Uncle Shen, his wife and the major elders in charge, then it will be my turn to protect the junior, Master and his old man really look up to me, so I have to wait and see the changes, take one step at a time and see a hundred steps.

He thought like this, and was suddenly interrupted by a whisper, so he once again withheld his breath, and looked through the grass into the scene, only to see a few figures, dressed in black robes, each of them was black-clothed and masked, and he couldn't see what sect it was, sneakily checking something around the fight just now, and after a long time, it seemed that he didn't find anything, one of the black shadows, like the leader, he waved his hand, and several people gathered together, and there was a whisper, but they were far away, and they couldn't hear what they were saying, and then a few black shadows quietly dispersed.

The young man saw a few black shadows go away, and only after a long time did he breathe a sigh of relief, what made him feel stunned was that the cultivation of those black shadows was not profound, so he dared to come, but looking at the actions just now, it seemed that he was looking for something, could it be for the things in Uncle Shen's hands, he could only sigh secretly in his heart, this Shen Yuan has really become a thorn in the side of passers-by, everyone wants to come and explore, it seems that the master is not worried about reason, this Shen Yuan may have already been killed.

He stretched, then quietly got up and hid into the depths of the grass.

In the bedroom of Shen Yuan, Yin Qing pushed the door in, she held a bowl of deep soup in her hand, and closed the door lightly after entering the door.

The man took the deep soup in her hand, smelled the fragrant heat, and felt very relieved in his heart, he put the deep soup on the table, and said with a smile: "You are still skillful, every time you eat the deep soup, it has a different taste."

When Yin Qing heard this, she was happy in her heart: It's not big or small, and she began to be poor again, and then she said coquettishly: Then I ask you why you have a different taste?

Shen Murong was stunned and said dumbfounded: Because... Because.

Yin Qing pursed her lips and smiled, and said angrily: You can't answer, right?

Shen Murong stammered and said with a strange smile: Because... Because there is affection and righteousness.

Yin Qing snorted happily: Flim tongue, I'm afraid you just say this with your mouth, but you don't think so in your heart.

Shen Murong hurriedly held Yin Qing's hand and said affectionately: Yin Qing, my love for you is always in my heart, and I have never been untrue, and when he was about to say something, a pair of gentle hands blocked his mouth.

Yin Qing looked at him and said affectionately: Don't say anything, Yin Qing knows.

The two hugged each other deeply, just now they were still laughing in a thousand ways, but now they are all tender.

After a long time, Yin Qing let go and said: Your injury?

Shen Murong replied: It's not in the way, and then he seemed to think of something, patted his head, and said busily: Look at my memory, I almost forgot about the business.

He shook his head and said, "I'll go down to the council hall, Ye Lao is waiting for me, and he will go out as he speaks."

Yin Qing pulled him and said: Your temperament, there are always things to do, she said softly: Now the night is deep, and it is not too late to discuss everything tomorrow, Ye Lao, I have already told him that you have returned safely, and inform him to discuss in the lobby tomorrow, you, drink this bowl of deep soup first, warm your body.

When Shen Murong heard his wife say this, he smiled and said: Those who know me are better than his wife, he turned around and drank the bowl of deep soup, and then looked at his wife on the side, as if he couldn't see enough in his life.

Yin Qing said shyly: What are you looking at?

Shen Murong looked at his wife and said with a teasing smile: I, I am looking at you as the star who descended to earth, and you are so good to me Shen Murong, is it because you owe me a favor in your previous life, and now you have come to repay the favor.

Hearing Shen Murong say this, the Yin Qing burst out laughing, and said coquettishly: Full of nonsense.

Shen Murong looked at her, although his mouth was solemn, his face was full of joy, his smile was like a fairy, and he could only secretly rejoice in his heart: I, Shen Murong, must be the blessing of good cultivation in my previous life, and God gave me this good fate.

After laughing for a while, Yin Qing suddenly asked seriously, Murong, tell Yin Qing about tonight, what is going on?

Shen Murong came back to his senses, glanced at the secret cabinet in the bedroom, his mood fell into a little heavy, and he secretly said in his heart: It seems that it is time to tell the truth about all this, so that his wife can be prepared, who else can trust more than his wife at this time, he walked back to the table, and told Yin Qing about the whole process of his trip to Cuimi Peak tonight.

Yin Qing, who listened to the whole process, had a trace of nervousness on her face, and her face was solemn, when it came to the appearance of the demon demon and the battle with the demon demon, Yin Qing seemed to be unable to hear her breathing, clenched her palms, pinched out a trace of cold sweat, in her heart, she didn't know what kind of character the demon demon blood sect was, her husband met him, and it was a blessing in misfortune to be able to come back alive, and when it came to the end, it was his mentor Shen Yun's divine sense that repelled the two, she was only a little lighter, but she had to sigh in her heart, Admire, the pulse cultivation can reach such a supernatural realm, which is extremely shocking in my heart.

After listening to Shen Murong tell the whole story, Yin Qing's heart fell into a heavy position again, she looked into the distance, and said thoughtfully: I didn't think that there really was this divine artifact in the world, and at this moment her mind fell into the intertwining of contradictions, for this divine object, she came to Shen Yuan, and she had been lurking for so many years, and it was also for this divine object that she took over this common relationship with Shen Murong, forgetting her original intention, and turning her back on the clansmen, and it was for this divine object that she let go of her obsession with secular strife for many years, but when this divine object that made the world fight for was in front of her, she was told that this thing was an evil thing that could turn into a demon, her heart is strange and inexplicably without a trace of fluctuation.

Shen Murong looked at his wife, and knew that after she learned about this, she was also in the same complicated mood as herself, looking at his wife, he was deeply remorseful, and said lightly: Yin Qing, it was for your husband that you suffered with me, and then he said calmly: No matter what, I, Shen Murong, can't let you and this flesh and blood in the belly suffer any harm.

Yin Qing came back to her senses, and saw that her husband blamed herself deeply for this, so she rose up and said: Murong, I didn't blame you, you don't need to blame yourself, our husband and wife are one, since the day Yin Qing married you, Yin Qing has been ready for anything, she reached out to hold Shen Murong's hands, and said firmly: If there is difficulty, we will fight together and never separate.

After Shen Murong heard this, his face was filled with relief, although there was some bitterness, but it was a burst of warmth, he didn't say anything, just held his beloved's hand tighter.