This result is fatal enough.

But no one can afford it, and even if it does, no one wants to.

And no one wants to.

Be willing to bear the consequences of this accident.

Time flies by in the snap of a finger.

When Murong Yu woke up again, the sky was already faintly bright.

He didn't sleep too long, and although he slept late, it didn't have any effect on his schedule because of this late bedtime. Except for a slight tiredness, there was nothing else. What's more, he doesn't have the habit of lying in bed.

I got up and dressed, made the bed and folded the quilt, and then I washed up very simply.

Or because it was still early, Murong Yu didn't choose to go downstairs for breakfast immediately.

Instead, he picked up the book that had been placed on the table last night, and sat in front of the window and read it.

When you open the window, the light is very clear and very soft and comfortable.

The window does not face the side of the street, but towards the back of the inn, so you don't feel the noise at all.

The back side of the inn is a small lake built artificially, and the inn is built by the lake, and the scenery is very pleasant.

Clear air swept in, sweeping away the dullness of the room, and the heavy rain that had been falling all night did not know when it began to stop.

At the beginning of the morning after the rain, when you look out, there is a lush scene everywhere, and the flowers and trees are all full of vitality.

After a heavy rain, the whole world seems to have changed its appearance, and it is exceptionally clean.

It also makes this originally hot and unbearable weather look very cool, and it is precisely for this reason that people's mood can't help but become extraordinarily comfortable.

Murong Yu didn't appreciate such a beautiful view, he just quietly looked at the unfinished book in front of him, of course, he was not just looking for the secrets contained in the book, so he tirelessly read this book.

He just doesn't want to, he doesn't want to do only half of the thing, even if there are many things that can't be done overnight, he doesn't want to give up halfway, which is obviously not his style.

Murong Yu read this book very seriously again, and this process lasted for a long time, closing his eyes and meditating, practicing silently, until the whole sky was completely white.

He also knew the content and knowledge described in this book by heart.

However, he still couldn't find the answer he wanted, although he felt that there was always something wrong, something that was missed, and it felt like everything was within reach of his eyes, but he couldn't touch it.

He still couldn't figure it out.

He always felt like there was an invisible wall in front of him, and once he passed through it, everything would be clear. As long as he passes through, he can unlock the source of his inner confusion and get everything he wants.

He wanted to touch the wall, but he didn't know where the invisible wall was.

This made him very confused, very confused, and even got nothing.

Can't figure it out, can't understand it thoroughly, can't see clearly, and can't understand it, which is probably his biggest confusion at the moment.

Murong Yu himself also understands that once a person enters a certain predicament, if he can't choose a new path and come out again, it will be easy for him to lose himself or even stagnate.

He knew better than anyone what kind of temptation he was facing at the moment.

This temptation made him hesitate, and he didn't give up, he didn't give up, he didn't give up, he didn't meet it, and he never forgot it.

So even if he was reluctant, he could only choose to give up and continue to practice.

Of course, this waiver is not a waiver of the other.

It's not that he completely gave up this stunt, it's just that he feels that he needs to take a break from his mentality.

I have to say that sometimes giving up may take more courage than persevering.

Murong Yu closed the book, rubbed his temples, then got up and stretched his waist to clean up, holding his sword and walking downstairs.

There weren't too many people downstairs for breakfast, because it wasn't yet the inn's normal business hours, and it was very quiet.

In front of the inn, there was a simple dish, and after eating a bowl of hot porridge, Murong Yu walked out of the inn.

The street that should have been bustling and bustling has become very quiet today, obviously affected by the events of last night, obviously because of the martial law at the city gate of Bashan City, which has caused many customers to come and go from the north and south to have difficulty in entering and leaving, and some merchants simply closed their businesses to rest, so there are not many businesses on the street.

The streets are very clean, apparently because they have been washed away by the heavy rain overnight, and they are really spotless.

The entire Bashan City was also completely enveloped by an invisible pressure.

Along the way, there were many more soldiers on patrol than usual, passing by.

There are also many people in the rivers and lakes walking around, looking for news. They also want to know who did this? Who is behind the scenes? Is the Kunlun faction framed or is the thief shouting to catch the thief?

In the end, will this matter cause a showdown between the two top forces? Between Kunlun and Tangmen, who will compromise and make concessions?

They also want to know that as the saying goes, there are no impermeable walls, only scouts who don't work hard.

The big forces have their own ways to find news, and they also have their own methods.

Too often, their sources are even more accurate and truthful than those of the top forces in the rivers and lakes.

Murong Yu walked straight forward, walking aimlessly, looking at the stalls on the side of the street from time to time.

At this moment, a team of fast horses came from afar, passed in front of Murong Yu's eyes, and ran towards a courtyard in the distance.

The horse was followed by a group of Tang family disciples with swords in hand and dressed in black clothes, faintly wanting to surround this courtyard, which was impenetrable. Although the courtyard is large, it is also surrounded by three floors inside and out.

The person who took the lead was the second master of the Tang family, Tang Lan, known as the "Flame Death Chasing Soul Gun". The entire land of Bashu, which was shot by chasing souls with one hand, was all frightened.

It is precisely because of this that Tang Lan is responsible for the task of guarding the inside and outside of the Tang family and the safety of all the residents in this Bashan City.

Outside the courtyard, there were four or five guards guarding the door, talking one by one.

Seeing this situation, he immediately retreated at the door as if he was facing a great enemy, "This is the Kunlun station, why are you heroes here? If you just come here by mistake, please leave immediately, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstanding and trouble." An older man spoke, his tone very calm, apparently professionally trained.

"Tell Lu Xingzhou that Tang Lan is here, hurry up and hand over the people, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless, and set foot here today. Tang Lan's tone was very tough and said coldly.

The guard who had just spoken said with a very embarrassed face, "Your Excellency, please be calm for a while, and the little one will go in and report immediately." After speaking, he didn't dare to hesitate at all, then turned around and rushed towards the courtyard.

Soon, a commotion in the courtyard was heard.

No one would have thought that the Tang family would be so strong and domineering that they would directly lead their troops to the Kunlun faction's garrison and ask for someone.

The people in the rivers and lakes who heard the sound around them didn't expect the Tang family to do this at all.

Could it be that the Tang family has some information? Could it be that they have already found out who is the main messenger behind the scenes? Everyone can't help but wonder.

In an instant, one figure after another flickered, and the strong man of the Kunlun faction hurriedly came towards the outside of the courtyard, and the leader was none other than Lu Xingzhou.

He looked at Tang Lan, who was riding on a horse in front of him, and said, "Tang Lan, what do you mean by this?"

"It doesn't make sense, as long as you hand over the mastermind of this matter. I'll leave right away. Tang Lan rode on his horse and said coldly.