It was too late at night, and torches rose from both sides of the body, illuminating the surroundings.

Molushan kicked the stone under his feet and frowned slightly.

After Mo Yun came back, he brought him a lot of surprises and shocks.

Although he also knew that his nephew acted differently from ordinary people since he was a child, he was extremely intelligent and liked to practice swords. He tested his cultivation talent shortly after he became an adult and successfully became his outer disciple through the selection of Blizzard Villa. It was almost a step to reach the sky, and it was separated from those of them, who were destined to be ordinary in their lives.

But he thought it would take longer.

After returning to the sect to practice for two months, Mo Yun's appearance was completely different. Not only did he understand the artistic conception that practitioners could also find it difficult to understand with his true qi realm, but his fighting style was even more unique.

In the martial arts practice field, facing the sword that Mo Yun had not yet fired, even he felt fear.

This was simply unimaginable in the past.

Even now, Molushan still feels like he is dreaming.

"You gave birth to a good son..."

Molu Mountain sighed quietly.

But, have they been there too long?

As time passed, the guards around him couldn't help it, and the people's hearts were fluctuating, and he could feel it.

After all, standing outside such an ominous place is really uncomfortable.

Even when he left from a distance, he felt a chill in the Zhang family's yard constantly coming out, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

He couldn't even imagine how Mo Yun stayed in that terrifying environment inside for so long.

He originally thought that Mo Yun was just interested in the Zhang family's massacre and wanted to show some youthful spirit.

But unexpectedly, the head of the family listened to his opinion and moved most of his family out of Maolin City, which made Molushan feel the seriousness of the situation.

As the head of the family, he must know more information and information than himself. What is he afraid of?

Why did Mo Yun have to enter such an ominous place to investigate the situation? What was he investigating?

Is it the person who took action in the Zhang family massacre?

All kinds of questions kept hovering in Molushan's heart, making him feel more and more uneasy.

Just as he was about to be unable to bear the curiosity and worry in his heart and wanted to go in and find out, he had excellent ears and heard the sound of rapid footsteps coming from the wall.

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly jumped up and crossed the wall lightly. In a blink of an eye, he came outside the gate of the Zhang family and stood on the spot.

"Who is it?!"

"It's the young master!"

The Mo family guards outside the door shouted.

"Torch!"

Mo Yun jumped to the ground and roared.

"Young Master, I'll give it to you."

Molushan reached out and snatched the torch from a guard behind him and threw it to Mo Yun.

Mo Yun stretched out his hand and injected his true energy, and the torch burned violently.

"puff--"

He threw the torch into the Zhang family yard with force.

"ah!!!"

A shrill woman's cry came from the yard.

The cold feeling that had been following me disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the fire went out, everything returned to silence, and there was a dead silence.

The gate of the Zhang family was still closed, quiet, as if nothing had happened, like a quiet cemetery.

"This...what exactly happened?"

"Someone is screaming?"

Everyone present also heard the screams from inside, and their faces changed, either horrified or worried.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Molushan's face. He also heard the shrill screams from the yard, and a deep sense of doubt and fear appeared on his face, "Young Master, what's wrong with it? Who is screaming? Where is Zhang Yang?"

"Dead."

Mo Yun exhaled a long breath, and then he felt weak all over, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

"Young Master, your clothes..." Molushan murmured.

Mo Yun looked down and found that his clothes and pants were burned by the flames just now, revealing several large holes, which looked very indecent.

However, life is saved and nothing else matters.

"Closed this place and no one is allowed to enter."

Mo Yun said coldly.

"Yes!" Everyone agreed.

"No, don't block here, all of us leave here."

Mo Yun thought about it again, if Wen Shuling or others really came up with it, then how many people were left behind would just die, and blockade would have no meaning.

"yes!"

Although shocked, Molushan still agreed.

"Let's go back and don't touch the Zhang family's affairs again."

Two guards handed over the robe and put it on Mo Yun from behind. He turned over and landed lightly on the horse's back.

The group left the place without looking back.

The front of Zhang's house suddenly became dark and quiet.

Inside the Zhang family, in front of a remote courtyard, Wen Shuling suppressed the restlessness and anxiety in her mind and slowly walked towards the room where she was originally in.

When she pushed open the door, she was stunned for a moment, and a figure in a blue dress stood with her hands behind her, facing the dressing mirror and her back.

A face covered with heavy makeup is reflected in the mirror.

His face was full of exaggerated oil paints and powder, and there was a tear-like decoration on both sides of his eyes, which was exaggerated with a strong sense of weirdness.

"elder sister……"

Wen Shuling looked at the woman in front of her and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.

"I'll come and take a look at it just now."

Jiang Xunqing turned around and stared at Wen Shuling's face.

"Someone broke in, I've killed it." Wen Shuling said.

"How many people broke in?"

"Two people." Wen Shuling said.

"Oh?" Jiang Xunqing was stunned, "You didn't lie to me?"

"Why do you want to deceive? Deception has no meaning." Wen Shuling said calmly, "Although I don't know who you are, I know that you came very early and saw everything, but just didn't take any action to stop it."

"What a smart girl." Jiang Xunqing suddenly sighed, "Then do you know why I didn't kill that young man directly?"

"Because his special identity?" Wen Shuling said calmly.

"No, I just saw hope." Jiang Xunqing said.

"Hope?" Wen Shuling murmured.

"Yes, hope." Jiang Xunqing pulled the corner of his mouth, and the exaggerated lip gloss seemed to be about to drip, and his blood-red lips opened and closed slightly, "Seeing you, it was like seeing me as a young myself."

"What do you want to use me?" Wen Shuling said calmly.

"You are so smart." Jiang Xunqing sighed.

"He made me look like he is now in a state of being neither human nor ghost. I guess it is because I am useful to him." Wen Shuling said calmly, "You have helped me avenge me, and I have no choice but to revenge, and only this body is left. If it is useful, then you can use it."

"Sister, you..."

Jiang Xunqing sighed long and suddenly stretched out his hand to brush it. A cold breath drifted out. Wen Shuling's eyes suddenly became dull, and the agility and wisdom in her eyes disappeared, and she regained her calm and even cold indifference.

Jiang Xunqing waved his hand casually, and the unconscious girl slowly floated out of the door and disappeared into the darkness.

In the dressing mirror, she had exaggerated makeup, standing alone in the shadow, looking at the stars in the sky, muttering to herself.
Chapter completed!