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As soon as we left Guiyuanzong, the weather felt noticeably colder.

The sect has specially set up a magic circle that makes the weather like spring all year round, especially at Wujia Kegui Peak. Because Ji Qinghong loves to eat fresh grass, the grass is green all year round.

It was not until the flying saucer flew out of the range of Gui Yuan Sect's mountain protection formation that the cold breath unique to winter, like the sudden rebellion of the little bastards, penetrated every hole and rushed towards them.

Yan Luoyue stood on the guardrail of the flying saucer balcony, feeling the cold wind blowing on her face, and realized belatedly that winter had come.

——Yes, she has been teaching and exchanging ideas at Jianfeng, Fufeng, and Danfeng continuously, and each exchange lasts for three months.

Adding some miscellaneous days, it has been nearly a year since Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang joined the sect.

Spring goes and winter comes, and Yan Luoyue's birthday is coming soon.

As they traveled south, the originally cold climate gradually became warmer due to changes in the geographical environment.

Finally, the three arrived at their destination.

This is the town where a bloody murder once took place, Shancha Town.

It is said that the wild camellias in the nearby area can bloom from the beginning of the year to the end of the year.

The surrounding Camellia Peak, Camellia River, Camellia Town, and Camellia City all got their names from this.

The UFO had just arrived at the edge of Shancha Town. Yanluoyue looked down at the earth and saw a sea of ​​flowers on the green hills.

The large red camellia flowers are gorgeous and radiant, refusing to show any sign of failure from blooming to withering, just like drops of blood sprinkled on the earth by the gods.

“It’s really beautiful…”

Near the town, Yan Luoyue found an open space to land and put the flying saucer back into the storage bag.

The south can be regarded as the territory of Hongtong Palace, and the three of them are not familiar with this place.

And if you look closely, there may be some hatred between Yan Luoyue and the other party, like the stupid son of a landlord and the smart and brave little turtle.

After all, it is someone else's territory, so they shouldn't be too arrogant.

Therefore, except for Wu Manshuang who was still wearing the same black cloak that had not changed for thousands of years, Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun changed their clothes into ordinary outfits that would not easily attract attention.

They were like three ordinary guests, sneaking into the town's taverns and teahouses to listen to stories.

Fortunately, during the growth period of the demon race, regardless of age, their appearance tends to be that of teenagers.

A few teenagers who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old would not be noticeable even if they sneaked into the tavern.

They learned two important things from the waiter in the tavern.

The first thing is that the current Son Tra Town is not the Son Tra Town of the past.

"You mean the town from eighty years ago? Well, most of the people in the town were killed, and the town became a ghost town, and no one went there anymore."

"Later, everyone moved out, and the old town was abandoned. It was so cold and windy at night that even beggars wouldn't live there."

Seeing Yan Luoyue and the others asking about the old site of Shancha Town, the waiter just thought they were young and curious, so he lazily pointed in a direction.

"Well, isn't that right there?"

The second important thing that Yan Luoyue and others found out was that in the past ten years, a strange notice had quietly appeared in the nearby Camellia City.

The person who provided this information was a drunk man in the tavern.

He said: "As long as you gamble your life, you can get endless bonuses. To put it bluntly, this is a business that only courageous people can do!"

The big man boasted in a drunken manner: "I was called upon to slay the golden dragon and subdue the jade phoenix. Even the black unicorn could not withstand a punch from a jealous man like me..."

As he said this, he raised the scabbard of a dagger and kept showing off to the people around him.

The scabbard is inlaid with gold and jade.

Wu Manshuang just took a glance through the white veil, then quietly tugged at the sleeves of Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun.

They had seen an identical scabbard to that one not long ago.

At the award ceremony of the fencing tournament eighty years ago, this short sword and the peach blossom hairpin were mixed in with a variety of prizes on the tray.

Just order another twenty taels of silver worth of wine, and the waiter's words will flow out in an endless stream.

"Tsk, sir, don't listen to that old guy's nonsense. Everyone in our town knows that the situation is not at all like he said!"

Ling Shuanghun had a slight smile on his face and placed a piece of loose silver on the corner of the table.

"How is that? We have to trouble you to explain it to us."

The waiter collected the silver and immediately became omniscient.

"You don't know that in the past ten years, we have a big list here, which is posted every year. The content is very interesting - 'Those who gamble their lives will receive endless rewards. It doesn't matter whether they are immortal or mortal, and it doesn't matter where they go.'"

"Gambling?" Yan Luoyue's expression became more serious. "How exactly is it gambling?"

The waiter slapped his thigh and said, "That's what I said - no one knows about it!"

"It's useless even if someone reveals the secret. Some people are chosen the next day. The chosen person will disappear for three to five days. When he comes back, he will have arms full of gold, silver and jewelry."

"You ask him what he's been through, and he can't even tell you. You see, in the end he's just like that old guy, making up stories."

Yan Luoyue asked, "Since it's a gamble of life, how many people have never returned?"

The waiter was slightly stunned: "This... I've never heard of it before."

In the past, there were some missing persons cases that were blamed on the gambling list.

But later, after investigation, it was discovered that they were all grudges among ordinary people involving murder, arson and robbery, and had nothing to do with the big list.

Wu Manshuang repeated the contents of the Gambling List thoughtfully.

"——'No matter whether you are immortal or mortal, don't worry about where you are going'. Could it be that those immortal cultivators will also take down this list?"

The waiter answered casually, "It will be revealed. In the past, there were immortal cultivators who stayed in our store. I heard that after the list was announced, they got a lot of rare things."

He smacked his lips enviously: "Even the old masters who practice Taoism think it is extraordinary, it must be something as good as dragon liver and phoenix marrow!"

At the dinner table, the three people exchanged glances silently.

Wu Manshuang blindfolded herself and gently pulled the sleeves of her two friends.

Ling Shuanghun asked with a smile: "This list sounds really interesting, I wonder where it is set up?"

The waiter said casually, "When you go to Shancha City, the first list you see when you look up is the gambling certificate."

After wiping the cup in his hand, the waiter smiled and looked up and complimented:

"I heard that the more people who take the lead at the same time, the easier it is to be selected. You three look like you will make a fortune. You will definitely return with a great reward this time!"

…

After arriving in Camellia City, the three of them asked around and found the gambling list.

In the words of the people in the city, the fact that this big list has not been taken down for a long time is also a wonder.

As long as the visitor takes down the notice board, after a cup of tea, a new and identical gambling list will appear in its original place.

Yan Luoyue came to the bulletin board, took a look at the big golden list, and a smile instantly appeared on the corner of her lips.

"I was wondering what it was, it turns out to be a weapon refining method."

That’s right, what really makes this gambling list “long-lasting” is not the list itself, but the seemingly ordinary notice wall.

Yan Luoyue smiled and said, "Someone has refined this wall into a magical instrument, which is used to continuously publish the same gambling list... The method is very ingenious, and the idea is also quite interesting."

As she spoke, she stood on tiptoe, took down the hanging gambling list, and flicked her fingers lightly on the list.

"Next, let's see if we can be selected."

With the abilities of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang, they are a strong team. As long as they don't encounter very tough monks, the dangers of the world are not too high for them.

However, despite having the cheat, Yan Luoyue still made other preparations.

Since arriving in Shancha Town, every night she would write down her schedule for the day and a list of things she planned to do the next day on a piece of paper and send it to Jiang Tingbai to let him know she was safe.

In this way, as long as Yan Luoyue's communication was suddenly interrupted, with Senior Brother's carefulness and meticulousness, he could easily find out what happened.

Less than three days after the announcement of the results, Yan Luoyue and his two companions were ambushed while climbing Camellia Peak.

It was a sunny morning.

A voice that was cold and almost cruel suddenly sounded behind the three people.

He said, "You are the ones who have revealed my name."

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang turned around suddenly, and Ling Shuanghun was not much behind.

However, before he could see the other person's stature and appearance clearly, he felt a cold hand pressing on the back of his head.

This person's body movement speed was actually faster than Yan Luoyue's turning speed.

Even if Yan Luoyue reacted appropriately, she would only have time to see a dead grey shadow left behind by him.

In comparison, Wu Manshuang's turning speed was even faster than Yan Luoyue's.

Even so, he did not see the man's appearance, but he saw the other person's eyes more clearly than Yan Luoyue.

The man's eyes seemed to be deathly gray, like a pool of stagnant water that had long since rotted and solidified.

Even if you throw a huge rock into the center of the pool, it won't cause even a ripple.

He restrained Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang on the left and right, and said coldly: "You are so brave and so young."

——For some reason, as soon as this person opened his mouth, Yan Luoyue and the other two seemed to be cast under a spell of immobilization, and even their eyeballs could not move!

The ashen man said coldly, "You shouldn't be doing something as dangerous as gambling at such a young age."

"You know, after I reveal this list, I will no longer treat you as children."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Luoyue's eyes suddenly went dark and he fell heavily to the ground.

In the last moments of her life before she passed out, she only saw Wu Manshuang and Ling Shuanghun falling down at the same time as herself.

The three men fell in extremely coordinated movements, leaving three parallel lines.

…

Wu Man Shuang woke up from his coma, and quietly opened his eyes under the cover of a white veil.

In front of him was a carved bed with Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun lying on either side of him.

All three of them maintained a peaceful posture with their hands folded on their chests. The only thing missing was someone going to the grave to sweep the grave, offer them a bunch of flowers and a sip of wine as a tribute.

Wu Manshuang: “…”

After listening carefully for a while and hearing nothing unusual, Wu Man Shuang quietly stood up.

He reached behind his head with his left hand to untie the white veil, and with his right hand he gently pushed Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun twice respectively.

"Luoyue? Xiaoling?"

I called them softly two or three times, but they didn't wake up.

Wu Manshuang frowned slightly and slipped out of bed quietly.

His gloves, robe, cloak, and storage bag on his waist were all still there, only the sword was taken away.

Apparently, the other party did not check their personal belongings, causing Wu Man Shuang to miss an opportunity to poison the other party.

The moment her feet touched the ground, Wu Manshuang felt her whole body heavy and weak, and she couldn't muster up even a trace of spiritual energy in her meridians.

Since switching into the demon form requires the use of spiritual power, Wu Man Shuang can't even transform into a snake form now.

“…”

With a sinking heart, Wu Manshuang tried to reach into the storage bag again, but sure enough, she couldn't take anything out.

It was as if he had been demoted to a mortal who had not yet entered the Tao overnight.

Even after a long period of fasting for the foundation-building period, Wu Manshuang felt a strange yet familiar "gurgling" sound coming from her stomach.

But since he is so nervous right now, the feeling of hunger is not very obvious.

After taking a look around the house, Wu Manshuang confirmed that the three of them were locked in a bedroom.

The mahogany carved doors and windows were locked, and a pot of tea and a plate of snacks were placed on the table.

Wu Manshuang thought for a moment, unplugged the candlestick on the bedside table, and picked up an empty porcelain cup from the table.

He walked to the corner farthest from the bed and pointed the tip of the candlestick at his wrist.

Luoyue and Xiaoling are still unconscious. Even though Wu Manshuang has no cultivation at all, she is the only one who can protect them.

While the enemy is away, Wu Manshuang plans to take some poisonous blood for later use.

"——You are still young, so you shouldn't be so angry. Just because I caught you, you will want to die."

A calm and cold voice suddenly sounded in the house.

Wu Manshuang was startled and raised her head suddenly.

The gray-robed man who had subdued the three of them earlier was sitting at the table, facing Wu Manshuang, holding a wine glass in his hand.

He wore a silver-gray iron mask that covered most of his face, leaving only his deathly gray eyes, thin chin, and two thin lips that were pale in color.

In Wu Man Shuang's sight, the doors and windows did not move and were still tightly locked.

When did this person come in?

Or maybe this man never left?

But before the gray-clothed man spoke, Wu Man Shuang was not aware of his presence or the mellow smell of alcohol!

He even picked up an empty porcelain cup from the table without noticing anything in front of the man in gray!

With a startled feeling in her heart, Wu Manshuang decisively raised her hand and stabbed her wrist with the tip of the candlestick.

The sharp feeling clearly scratched the skin. Wu Manshuang did not hold back at all this time, and the force she used was even enough to pierce her wrist.

However, Wu Manshuang's arm seemed to be made of steel, without even a faint white mark left.

This time, the man in gray finally reacted.

He put the glass on the table and sighed softly.

"Kid, you're in trouble."

After saying this calmly, the man in gray stood up and walked towards the bed at a leisurely pace.

Through the gauze bed curtains, the figures of Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun were vaguely visible.

"——Stop!"

Wu Manshuang shouted fiercely.

He suddenly took off his gloves, rushed forward in two steps, and grabbed the other person fiercely.

At the same time, Wu Manshuang's gaze met this person's eyes exactly.

Because his spiritual power was sealed, he was unable to control the flow of toxins in his body, so what was secreted from Wu Man Shuang's skin at this moment was his original poison that was deadly enough.

Additionally, his binocular vision has a paralyzing effect.

Even if the man was frozen for only a moment, Wu Manshuang would take the opportunity to stuff her poisonous palm into his throat.

Furious eyes burning with flames met calm, deathly grey pupils.

The next moment, nothing happened.

The poison has no effect on contact with this person.

The spiritual attack that could paralyze the movement was as ineffective as a drop in the ocean.

Only under the iron-gray mask, the man frowned slightly: "You are really in trouble."

Having said that, he slapped back his hand to freeze Wu Manshuang's movements.

The man in gray stepped forward and lifted the veil.

He chose from Wu Manshuang's nervous expression, and finally lifted up Yan Luoyue's collar.

"…let her go."

Wu Manshuang stared at the man in gray, as if she wanted to turn her gaze into two sharp knives and dig them into this man's heart.

For the first time in his life, he made a horrible hissing sound in his throat, like a poisonous snake.

"Don't hurt her. No matter what you want me to do at the risk of my life, I will do my best to cooperate."

Wu Manshuang spoke word by word, "But if you even hurt one of her fingers... I would rather die than lose your life."

After hearing these words, the man in gray looked at Wu Manshuang deeply.

For a moment, his fingers loosened slightly, as if he wanted to let Yan Luoyue go.

However, until the end, the straight line of his lips did not change at all, as if that moment of touch had never existed.

"knew."

Yan Luoyue was still unconscious until the man in gray grabbed the back of Yan Luoyue's collar and dragged her off the bed.

She was dragged by the man in gray, her feet dragging on the ground, like a cat being grabbed by the scruff of the neck by life, and was carried out of the door.

As he turned around and locked the door again, the man in gray nodded slightly at Wu Manshuang.

"Then please behave yourself and be a very polite guest. Don't do anything that a guest shouldn't do."

After a brief pause, the man in gray added, "If I find that the little guest has even slightly crossed the line, then your other friend will probably be 'invited' to another room."

…

The first moment Yan Luoyue opened her eyes, she found that her spiritual power had been blocked and she could not use even a single inch of it.

She looked around and sat up.

After making sure that the storage bag could not be opened, Yan Luoyue immediately reached out to a red mole on the back of his hand.

——Hey, kid, you never expected that.

She also hid a portable storage mole here that can be applied with a sticker, does not require any spiritual energy, and can be removed immediately!

This mole was made by Yan Luoyue at the examination site when she participated in the Thousand Refining Conference.

Anyway, it’s not a popular style in the world of cultivation, so Yan Luoyue just sticks it on the back of her hand.

Yan Luoyue first took out the communication stone and communicated with Ling Shuanghun and Wu Manshuang.

"Manshuang? Xiaoling? Answer the phone! Answer the phone quickly!"

The communication has been blocked, probably because the two partners have encountered some problems.

Without any hesitation, Yan Luoyue reached into the storage mole again and released a red paper crane that was urgently asking for help.

Feeling that the power of just one was not enough, Yan Luoyue continued to dig out the storage mole without blinking.

She grabbed handfuls of paper cranes until she had released more than a hundred in one breath.

Although the doors and windows are currently closed, the paper crane cannot fly out.

But as long as someone opens the window, the paper cranes can rush in.

Even if only one paper crane is released, it is a strategic victory!

Don’t worry if the number is not enough, just wait for her to continue to pick out the storage moles.

Yan Luoyue remembered that she seemed to have put more than a thousand paper cranes into the mole as an emergency measure!

“…It’s ready.”

When Yan Luoyue was about to release the 200th paper crane, a muffled sound suddenly rang out in the dim room.

Yan Luoyue suddenly raised his head and took a breath of cold air.

At this moment, a thought flashed through her mind, exactly the same as the one that Wu Manshuang had half an hour ago.

——When did this man come in?

Or maybe he was just standing in the room watching coldly and never left?

The man in gray stood upright in the middle of the room.

Under the mask, his eyes seemed to be ashen, and they were fixed on a red mole on the back of Yan Luoyue's hand.

"Is this... a storage mole?"

Even when he asked a question, his tone was flat without any fluctuation, as if his curiosity had long been buried.

Yan Luoyue paused for a moment, then naturally raised her eyebrows and revealed a friendly smile:

"Well, I made this storage mole myself. Do you want to know the specific method of making it?"

The man in gray shook his head coldly: "I'm not interested."

He raised his hands, and the more than 200 red paper cranes that represented a distress signal were burned in the air at the same time.

At the same time, he deliberately and slowly showed the five white paper cranes in his palm to Yan Luoyue.

Yan Luoyue: “!!!”

Wait, isn't that the message she has been passing to Senior Brother over the past few days?

There are five in total... exactly the total number of paper cranes that Yan Luoyue has released in the past few days.

In other words, the three of them were targeted by the man in gray on the first day they entered Shancha Town, before they even went to take down the list!

His mind raced, and Yan Luoyue's smile became more and more harmless.

She took the initiative to put the communication stone aside back into the red mole, then took off the mole and handed it to the other party.

"You have no interest in refining tools, but you have to admit that this mole is well made, right? I'll give it to you. Can you answer me a question?"

Blinking at the other party pleadingly, Yan Luoyue asked softly, "My two friends, how are they now?"

“…”

Perhaps he felt that Yan Luoyue's behavior was not like that of a hostage.

The man in gray gave her an extra look.

He said indifferently: "How you are now, they will be the same."

...In other words, Wu Manshuang and Ling Shuanghun are still safe for the time being.

I hope Manshuang and Xiaoling are not imprisoned separately, Yan Luoyue thought secretly.

"Yeah, thank you." Yan Luoyue stood on tiptoe and handed the red mole to the man in gray.

"I'll give this to you. Just stick it on your body and use it."

The man in gray glanced at Yan Luoyue, took the red mole, and pressed it on the back of Yan Luoyue's hand.

But this time, even without spiritual energy, Yan Luoyue couldn't open the storage mole.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of leaving for the time being, Yan Luoyue dragged out two chairs very familiarly.

She took the initiative and asked the other person to sit down, and poured a cup of tea for herself and the other person.

"The tea is still warm, thank you."

Yan Luoyue thanked him for the second time and asked casually, "By the way, how did you manage to knock down the three of us?"

The gray-robed man smiled slightly and said, "This is already the second problem."

"——But I can tell you that I used spiritual power to attack.

”

Although he already had a guess in his mind, Yan Luoyue still couldn't help but grin when he heard the answer.

Releasing spiritual consciousness is a unique method for cultivators above the Golden Core stage.

In order to be able to attack with the mind and act as one pleases, one must have a cultivation level of at least Yuan Infant level.

In other words, this person's cultivation is at least in the middle stage of Yuanying, and he might even be... a Shenhua!

In the wilderness, I could actually encounter such a powerful person.

Yan Luoyue bit her tongue to keep calm, thinking that this time she had not gotten away with it unfairly.

Before the Thousand Refinements Conference, Ji Qinghong sealed Ling Shuanghun's memories of him, and the spell he used was the consciousness seal.

Yan Luoyue and the other two were only in the late stages of foundation building and hadn't even begun to cultivate their spiritual consciousness.

Even if they knew the monk's attack methods, it would be difficult for them to defend against them, so the man in gray felt comfortable telling them at this time.

"Is that so? Thank you for giving me a question." Yan Luoyue thanked him again, holding the tea and smiling.

"Then I'll thank you again. Can you answer me one more question? Why did you take the three of us away?"

The man in gray paused again and again, but finally couldn't hold back his stern expression.

He sighed and asked, "Little girl, aren't you afraid at all?"

——That's not the case. If you give up the spiritual attack and hit me with ordinary attack methods, you will know who you should be afraid of.

Yan Luoyue thought secretly in her heart.

"You haven't told me yet," Yan Luoyue avoided answering the gray-clothed man's question and instead repeated her own question.

"Why did you bring the three of us here?"

Even among all those who were on the gambling list, Yan Luoyue's reaction was unique.

Therefore, the man in gray always secretly suspected that the little girl was too young and had always been spoiled by her family, so she didn't know what fear was.

The contrast between the two compartments further highlights the precocity of the little boy who woke up first.

...maybe a little too precocious.

At least, the man in gray still hasn't figured out why the boy cut his wrists as the first thing he did after waking up.

Also, how could he cut so decisively and skillfully as if he had done it hundreds of times?

Without taking the tea from Yan Luoyue, the man in gray simply wiped his palm across the table, and a long sword and a wine pot were placed on the table.

Perhaps it was intentional. Although the sword was well sheathed, the tip of the sword was pointing straight at Yan Luoyue.

Anyway, a poke wouldn't necessarily cause a lot of blood, so Yan Luoyue pretended not to see it.

The man in gray poured himself a drink, his voice as cold as a sharp knife.

"Why did I arrest you? That's a good question - I have a grudge from the past..."

Just when he was halfway through his words, the man in gray noticed that the little girl was looking at him intently.

She had innocent eyes and thick nerves, and probably couldn't understand the answer even after hearing it.

“…”

With a self-deprecating laugh, he suddenly felt that he was being a little foolish for explaining it seriously.

The man in gray changed his words decisively, "Because I eat children, I need the hearts and livers of a hundred boys and girls every day as medicine. I saw the three of you and captured you here."

Yan Luoyue: “…Oh.”

What kind of incoherent answer is this? It's obviously a textbook answer to fool children.

Does this person think she is mentally retarded? !

After a brief pause, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but ask, "As for the...medicine lead, does it also count as the turtle heart?"

Although she can't transform into a demon now, her true form is indeed a turtle.

“…”

The man in gray choked when asked by Yan Luoyue, and after a moment he replied coldly: "It counts."

He put away all the wine glasses and wine jugs, picked up the long sword, stood up, and warned Yan Luoyue from above:

"I am not a very good-tempered person. You just stay here and behave like a very polite little guest - I will come and dig out your heart tomorrow."

The man in gray emphasized the tone of the last sentence, as if he was deliberately threatening.

With a sneer, the man added: "If you cross the line and I find out, I will..."

In that instant, his tongue flickered over hundreds of extremely familiar, bloody threats.

But for a child like this, it seems inappropriate to say anything harsh.

After a slight hesitation, the man in gray gave an example that the little girl could understand most easily and that she might have encountered in her life.

"...I'll kick your toes against the wall until they swell, and then I'll let you get hit by the door a hundred times."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Damn, do you want to add "slap the blackboard a hundred times with your long fingernails"?

This threat is painful to hear, and my hair is standing on end. He has almost collected all three sets of the disease!

"...Oh." Yan Luoyue nodded obediently, "I understand."

"You better know."

With a cold and emotionless snort, the man in gray closed the door and left.

Until the door was locked again, Yan Luoyue's gaze still lingered on the sword in his hand, intentionally or unintentionally.

——Yan Luoyue had seen that sword before, in the image recorded in the jade slip.

Eighty years ago, Song Qingchi smiled and called out "Brother, take the sword", then stepped over the fence of the high pavilion and threw down this three-foot-long sword with a dragon-patterned handle and a silver-sand sheath.

And now, the sword fell into the hands of the man in gray.

Then I think of the mysterious person who posted the gambling list, and the reward he gave out included the sword sheath, the prize of the kendo tournament...

Yan Luoyue frowned slightly, thinking secretly: Is this man the possessed Chu Tiankuo, the missing Song Qingchi, or a third party who has nothing to do with any of them?

…

Before leaving, the man in gray specifically warned Yan Luoyue not to do anything beyond the rules.

So Yan Luoyue waited for a while, and after making sure that there was no one outside the house, she broke the door lock and ran away.

——Because the gray-clothed man’s previous words were clearly encouraging Yan Luoyue to escape.

Don’t even mention threatening a child with “I’ll dig out your heart tomorrow.”

Even if he said to a pig, "I'll kill you and eat your meat tomorrow," if the pig could understand this, it would jump out of the pigpen at night and run to the wild mountains for freedom!

After leaving the house, just two steps away you will find a quiet and elegant garden.

There are various flowers and trees planted in the garden, with lush branches and leaves, which looks very convenient for living.

Yan Luoyue looked around and found no trace of a courtyard wall...it was as if the building was built in a forest of flowers.

Although the most sensible thing to do at the moment is to take advantage of this God-given opportunity and run as far as possible. Immediately after leaving, seek help from others and send a letter to the nearest immortal cultivation sect.

However, Yan Luoyue still turned around and rushed towards the building complex, searching for Ling Shuanghun and Wu Manshuang room by room.

Whenever there is a slight possibility, Yan Luoyue prefers to reunite with the two friends first.

The room where Yan Luoyue was imprisoned was next to seven or eight other rooms.

After passing through this corridor, there are several rows of houses that are arranged in the same neat pattern.

Yan Luoyue seized the opportunity, either pushing open the unlocked door or poking a hole in the window paper to peek into the room.

"Manshuang? Xiaoling?"

"——Falling Moon!"

Suddenly, a surprised but deliberately suppressed cry came from behind Luo Yue.

Yan Luoyue turned around suddenly, and saw Wu Manshuang and Ling Shuanghun, panting and standing seven steps away from him.

The three of them met, and the situation was self-evident. Anyway, they all played the same trick.

After taking advantage of the moment to exchange a few words, Yan Luoyue finally realized that, at the beginning, the three of them were detained in the same place.

Later, the man in gray took me away on the pretext of something, and also took Ling Shuang's soul away without any reason.

Wu Man Shuang's eyes were covered with white veil again.

He asked anxiously, "Luoyue, are you not hurt?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Yan Luoyue narrowed her eyes and showed her first sincere smile after waking up.

After gathering all the friends, the next things to do will go much more smoothly.

Wu Manshuang is well versed in the art of the Xiao formation.

Even if his spiritual power was sealed, it could not stop him from analyzing the function and direction of this formation from clues.

"Don't run into the flower forest. It looks empty there, but it's actually an illusion. You'll be trapped in it and will never reach the end of the flower forest."

Ling Shuanghun asked quickly, "How do we get there?"

"Follow me!"

Wu Man Shuang avoided the path in the flower forest and ran headfirst into the rockery without hesitation.

At the moment he decisively crashed into the mountain, Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun looked at each other and simultaneously imagined the sound of "bang" in their minds.

A set of rhetorical questions even appeared in Yan Luoyue's mind reflexively.

——Does it sound good? If it sounds good, that’s a good start.

It turns out that it doesn't sound good because there is no sound at all.

Wu Man Shuang's body sank into the rocks of the rockery as naturally as white salt melting in hot water.

Seeing this scene, Ling Shuanghun's eyes lit up and he followed closely, and Yan Luoyue naturally did the same.

She murmured, "What is this, nine and three-quarters garden?"

After coming out of the rockery, the three of them immediately saw a different world in front of them.

They stood in a resting pavilion. Outside the pavilion were thorns everywhere, the fog was heavy, and there were only seven paths winding towards an unknown direction.

It happened to be a cloudy day today. Surrounded by this strange and bizarre fog, the three of them couldn't even tell east, west, south, or north.

For a moment, the air was filled with moist mist and a tense and anxious mood.

The road ahead was uncertain, Wu Manshuang looked around carefully and said, "Okay, let's go this way!"

Yan Luoyue and Ling Shuanghun were extremely efficient and jumped off the steps of the pavilion immediately without even asking "why".

The three of them came one after another, with Wu Manshuang in the lead and Ling Shuanghun at the end, surrounding Yan Luoyue in the middle.

They ran together on the trail until the light became brighter and brighter, about to break through the fog.

Wu Manshuang slammed on the brakes.

At the end of the path, there stood a deathly gray figure.

He held the hilt of the sword with one hand, standing like a pillar of salt at the end of time. He didn't know how long he had been waiting like this.

Yan Luoyue cursed to herself, "Fuck the cookie... This is fishing law enforcement."

Snap, snap, snap.

The ashen-faced man walked towards them step by step. His footsteps were neither fast nor slow, but they seemed to step on everyone's heart.

Under the iron-gray mask, the gap between the man's thin lips was still a straight line that could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

He asked back in a cold voice: "Didn't I tell you before that you should be three polite little guests, huh?"