Twenty miles away from the north gate of Chiba Castle, on a hill that is more desolate than any other hill, there is a slightly dilapidated temple, on the top of which it is subject to wind and rain, but few people seem to come to offer incense, and the stone steps along the road are full of dust, and unknown trees separate the small temple from the world.

The appearance of this small temple is very ordinary, not much different from ordinary temples, except that the carved details of the cornices and pillars are very exquisite, standing still among the red leaves, the warm wind blows from the forest, caresses the carved ornaments, and the dust is gently flying, showing a bit of slaughter and loneliness in the dilapidation.

Falling leaves drifted by, a richly dressed, handsome man stood in front of the temple gate, looked up at the door with three big red characters written on the door, a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, as if smiling but not smiling.

He thought coldly in his heart that what he wanted Murong Ye to get, whether it was treasure or a woman, was inevitable, and it was definitely not something that could be obstructed by idle people, nor could a woman be arbitrarily disobeyed.

Murong Ye's eyes narrowed, remembering the great changes a while ago, the Murong family was almost wiped out due to being involved in the crime of rebellion, if it weren't for the fact that the heritage accumulated over hundreds of years was quite amazing, I am afraid that it would really be difficult to escape, but after all, it was they who survived to the end, and now is the moment of rebirth.

Those stubborn old guys in the family have been treated as scapegoats and sent directly to the execution ground, since then, the old power of the Murong family has completely collapsed, and the new generation led by him can finally completely control the power, as the so-called God help me, in contrast, the temporary allies of the Green Snake Gang are not so lucky, it's a pity, it's a pity!

That Liu Fenghan thought that he would be a character, even if he couldn't become a generation of heroes in the rivers and lakes, at least he would be a chess piece worthy of being used by the Murong family, but he didn't expect that he would be directly executed by the military law of Chiba City without even showing his talent, and hundreds of people from the gang died cleanly.

However, the person who died early is just garbage, since the person is already dead, and he is still dying in such a wretch, it is no longer worth worrying about him, there are many things like chess pieces, and it is good to cultivate them slowly.

Thinking of this, the corners of Murong Ye's mouth hooked up with a cold mockery.

The dark black front door blocked in front of him, Murong Ye returned to the reality in front of him from his thoughts, smiled confidently, then withdrew his gaze from the horizontal plaque, looked straight ahead, and then stepped forward.

It was quiet, except for the occasional birdsong from the trees to the left and right, and the faint sound of thousands of ants moving under the creeping leaves.

The heavy black wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the cool breeze carrying the sense of tranquility inside was accompanied by a little dust drifting through. Murong Ye's face was straight, looking at the completely open doors on both sides, and then he stepped forward to cross the threshold and walk in.

Suddenly, an indifferent voice came into his ears, making his body stiffen, and the footsteps that he was about to lift stopped in mid-air, and then fell heavily, as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of stones, but he just landed on the threshold, neither advancing nor retreating.

"Believe it or not, if you go any further, you'll die here. ”

Murong Ye looked over in shock, thinking to himself which master was able to lurk within ten steps silently without being noticed by him, if this matter came out, I was afraid that no one in the entire Murong family would want to believe it, especially since his recent cultivation could be described as an extraordinary leap forward.

A figure on the bluestone slab in the temple seems to have been born with the wind, appearing there quietly, and it seems to have existed there, but it just happened to be discovered.

Murong Ye's eyes narrowed, and he saw that in the position in front of him, which was originally empty, there was a person who suddenly appeared blocking the way, it was a man with a mask and an indifferent aura, if there was no killing intent emanating from the masked man's body, like an invisible spider silk, it entwined and restrained him in an instant, making him have to freeze still.

“...... But there are no rules, this Senluo Temple only allows people from your Nangong family to enter and exit. ”

Murong Ye's expression froze for a moment, and then he looked at the masked man with a calm expression, and the corners of his mouth even hooked up a smile, and between his words, it seemed that he knew the other party's origin very well.

Hearing this, the masked man's faint voice came out again: "Second Prince Murong, a conceited and noble person like you, who usually stops others at the door, must have done a lot before, you never thought about the word 'regulations' at the beginning, why did you surrender your identity today and talk about regulations?"

The voice was still so cold, with a hint of mockery in the calm.

Murong Ye smiled, looked at the masked man and said, "Who are you? Listening to your tone, it seems that you know me very well, why don't I remember that there is such a person as you?" It is rumored that you are the shadow guard who appeared next to Nangong Yeyu recently, and the divine dragon is not the end, could it be that someone I am familiar with is disguised?"

The masked man looked at Murong Ye quietly, but his eyes seemed to be looking at a stone, except for a madman, few people would talk to themselves about the stone, and the masked man's eyes seemed to say: I'm not crazy, and I'm tired of talking to your stone, so you better roll back to the side of the road automatically.

The temperature at the entrance of the small temple suddenly dropped, and the wooden doors of the surrounding walls were stained with a layer of frost.

"Huh. ”

Murong Ye was silent for a moment, and then he actually laughed, laughing so much that he almost leaned forward and backwards, as if he heard and saw something incredible, and then raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, and said coldly: "A mere follower is also worthy of pretending in front of me?"

As soon as the words fell, Murong Ye smiled coldly, stepped on the threshold and kicked his feet, and the whole person flew out, and with a turn of his right hand, a black sword suddenly appeared from the palm of his hand, drawing a black arc in mid-air, and then the sound of the sword roared wildly, and the tip of the sword pierced the masked man's chest.

Zizi.

A sound of metal staggered friction echoed, and after intertwining for a moment, there was another snap, and two forces exploded from the middle, only to see Murong Ye, who had originally rushed forward ten steps, retreated back again and again, and actually retreated to the position of the threshold again.

Murong Ye's face turned pale as he looked at the gray sword that suddenly appeared in the masked man's hand, the strange sword, without warning before it appeared, as if it was directly drawn from the void, instead of being condensed by stimulating the sword talisman from his body, and it seemed to overwhelm him in terms of strength.

Taking a step back slightly, the masked man sighed, but he was a little surprised in his heart, and his indifferent gaze appeared a little floating, this second son of the Murong family originally hid a hand, and it is not easy to talk about real strength, just now he seemed to be in a hurry to block the move, but in fact he was ready to attack, waiting for the prey to attack in one fell swoop.

The masked man just had the idea of simply killing Murong Ye, and his murderous aura reached its peak in an instant, but he didn't expect that he only forced the other party back ten steps.

However, this kind of "praise" in the bottom of his heart, if Murong Ye hears his heart, he is afraid that it will aggravate his injury a little, thinking that the real ruler of his dignified Murong family was actually injured by a guy of unknown origin who hides his head and tail, which can be described as the biggest shame in his life.

Murong Ye's eyes were gloomy, and he slowly spoke, "Who are you? A monk of the Fivefold Realm, who is actually willing to succumb to the Nangong family to become a shadow guard?"