Mo Hua suddenly understood and finally figured out these things.

But he was still a little unsure.

After all, these are just my guesses.

The intuition of cause and effect is just intuition, and it does not mean that it is completely infallible.

"Need to verify..."

Ink painting is on the list again.

I don't know how long he was flipping through it, but Mo Hua's pupils shrank, and after a moment, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Found it..."

There is a name on the list:

"Xie Zangshan, a disciple of the Guishui Sect, twenty-one years old, born in the third-grade Xie family, in the middle stage of foundation establishment, with an arrogant and complacent personality, went into the mountains alone to hunt monsters, disappeared... and was confirmed to have died three months later."

Mo Hua has never heard of this name.

But the portrait and ink painting next to the name look very familiar.

This person, this face, is the leader in black at that time!

It seemed that it was two or three years ago. Cheng Mo and the others broke into more than twenty men in black selling monks, and were chased by the men in black. When they were at the end of their rope, they happened to encounter them.

I helped out a little bit.

He saved Cheng Mo, killed the human trafficker, and rescued the abducted monk.

At that time, most of this group of human traffickers died and turned into a puddle of black water.

There is only one exception, that is the leader in black!

The leader in black was carrying the bones of the evil god, and he chased him all the way to the barren mountains, and then he was tricked to death by his own tricks.

After the leader in black died, Mo Hua saw his face.

Although he had been blasted by the Lihuo Formation and had some burn marks on his face and a sinister expression, he looked like a rather young monk, probably only in his twenties.

That face now slowly overlaps with the portrait in front of him.

Thank you Zangshan!

Mo Hua's eyes are bright.

This confirms your guess!

Mo Hua checked the time again and found that the time when Xie Zangshan "disappeared" happened to be the second day after he was "killed" by himself.

In other words, as soon as the black-clothed leader who was a human trafficker died, Xie Zangshan, a disciple of the sect, "disappeared" in Demon Refining Mountain.

This is no coincidence, but a very mature, stable, and almost "seamless" process.

And the people and forces involved behind it must be quite large.

Mo Hua's eyes were slightly cold.

Xun Ziyou, who was on the side, saw Mo Hua's focused eyes and changing expressions, so he couldn't help but ask:

"Did you notice something again?"

Mo Hua glanced at Xun Ziyou, thought for a moment, and still didn't tell the whole story. He only said what was happening in front of him:

"Those demon cultivators in Demon Refining Mountain are most likely the missing or dead disciples on this list."

Xun Ziyou didn't know that Mo Hua was hiding something, so he nodded and sighed in his heart.

Dark under the lamp...

No one expected that such a thing could happen in the Qianxue Prefecture, under the noses of the sect elders.

Some people are really too courageous.

And he acted very carefully.

The conspiracy behind it is probably quite big...

Xun Ziyou looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. Let's go to the land of bones again."

"Yeah!" Mo Hua nodded.

The two set off again.

At this time, the sun sets over the mountain and the morning glow pours into the sky. This is a common sight in the Demon Refining Mountain.

But the difference is that at this time, Mo Hua would finish hunting the monsters and then go down the mountain to return to his clan at sunset.

At this time, he was walking deep into the dense forest of Demon Refining Mountain.

Taking advantage of the setting sun, step by step, walk towards the darkness of Demon Refining Mountain...
Chapter completed!