After entering the city, her severity slowed down. Shangguan Qianyu was elegant and followed with ease, and could not shake it away.

Yan Qingrui didn't deliberately throw him away. She lived in the same inn and couldn't even get rid of him.

Yan Qingrui returned to the inn. She knew that Shangguan Qianyu was not far behind her, but she did not look back, nor did she look at him, and went back to her room directly.

At this time, the night was already dark. Because the backyard was wrapped by Shangguan Qianyu, the waiter would not come without summoning him. There was a lantern in the courtyard with a slightly yellow light.

Every room is dark and quiet.

Zhou Xingyun has not returned yet, and the nightclub at Qiankun Auction will not end until the hour of Hai.

After returning to the inn, Shangguan Qianyu did not follow her into the room anymore.

Chasing his wife is to be silly, but he cannot be dirty and obscene. What he wants is Qingrui's heart to truly accept him, rather than make her disgusted with him. So when Shangguan Qianyu saw Yan Qingrui enter his room at the gate of the yard, he didn't even give him a single back, he touched his chin and thought about it, and went out again.

When Yan Qingrui walked into the room and closed the door, her back suddenly froze, and she held the silver moon dagger in her sleeve in her hand. She stood by the door without moving, but her whole body was like a sword that was unsheathed, with Leng Rui's sharpness and ready to go.

A voice said, "Girl, don't be nervous, I won't hurt you, I just want to have a good talk with you!"

Yan Qingrui heard this voice and looked motionless, saying lightly: "I don't seem to have anything to talk to you!"

The voice said, "You really don't think about it? The wealth in Shadowless Valley may not be able to be obtained even if you spend your whole life in the outside world."

Yan Qingrui snorted and said, "Gold and silver are like dirt. If you don't bring them in life, you won't take them in death. What do I want the wealth here for?"

The voice sighed: "The hundreds of lives in Shadow Valley are just in your thoughts. Those who practice martial arts regard virtue as the first priority. Can't you let these hundreds of lives take action at once?"

Yan Qingrui said lightly: "There are thousands of lives in this world, and everyone has their own way of living. I am not a Buddha or Bodhisattva, and I cannot save all the people of the world!"

The voice seemed a little angry and said, "What if I want to force you to keep?"

Yan Qingrui sneered and said, "Teel it for profit? Tell it for reason? Intimidate it for power? Old man Tianji, as the master of the Shadow Valley, you cannot save the lives of the people in your valley. You are incompetent, what do you have to do with me? Even if I have the ability to save the people in the world, I don't owe the people of the world, and the people of the world have no kindness to me. Why do you have to have the kindness to save the people of the world?"

The voice was the old man Tianji. After hearing Yan Qingrui's words, he had some clues. The situation in the Shadow Valley lasted for hundreds of years. By his generation, he spent all his life and searched through the classical classics, and finally got some clues that could solve the ban on Shadow Valley.

Why don’t he be ecstatic and give his all?

For this reason, he used the Shihuifeng Pavilion established by the Shadow Valley outside the valley to throw out the Baihong Order bait.

The legend of Feihong Ling has been passed down for thirty years, and he has been searching for thirty years.

It was not until they met Monk Xuyun that the two of them analyzed together that they realized that the clue was the Lord of Xuanyue Sword.
Chapter completed!