The moonlit night is cold, the cold branches are withered, and the shadow slowly walks out from the corner and mixes with the white snow.

Chen Wangdu's face, already stained by the traces of time, couldn't help but twitch. In a daze, the years flowed by, and yesterday was now again.

The backlight and the moon are shaded by flowers, and ten years of traces and ten years of heart.

That year, he was as young as Li Mo.

That year, the new leader of Xuantian Pavilion came from Riyue Mountain. He had clear eyes, good vision, and was famous for his youthful beauty.

That year, the flower boats on the Gilded River were particularly bright, and the rouge atmosphere filled most of the capital, and it is unknown how many young and talented souls were lost.

That year, Chen Wangdu, carrying the mission of returning to the ruins, quietly entered Beijing and entered Xuantian Pavilion.

More than twenty years have passed, and he is like a forgotten chess piece, gradually covered up by the dust of time in the corner.

Chen Wangdu knew that there were countless chess pieces like him in the Xuantian Pavilion.

Some people may never be activated in their lifetime.

It is not easy to place a secret agent. If he is not in a key position and can play a key role, these people will remain silent and will not be used.

Perhaps, because he, Chen Wangdu, had always been just a pawn, even Guixu had long forgotten his existence.

If you remain unknown like this, waiting until the day you seal the sword and retire to take care of yourself, this should be the best ending!

Once upon a time, Chen Wangdu had such thoughts countless times.

However, he knew that his fate would never be the same after tonight.

"Master Shadow!"

Chen Wangdu looked at the visitor. He was dressed in black, like a shadow, with only a pair of cold eyes exposed in the air.

There are countless shadows in Guixu, responding to the secret spies planted in Xuantian Pavilion.

Their names are all called shadows, they live in the light and hide in the shadows.

They are not only the shadows of Guixu, but also the shadows of these secret spies. They follow each other in life and death and cannot get rid of them.

"Chen Wangdu, you have been lurking in Xuantian Pavilion for nearly thirty years. Now you can be regarded as rising step by step and becoming a late bloomer."

The shadow walked slowly across the snow in the courtyard. His steps were as light as a ball of air, leaving no trace behind.

Shadows are always shadows, and their existence is like the trajectory they walked without a trace.

"It's not a promotion." Chen Wangdu shook his head.

Now he holds the position of [Shaofu Lieutenant], reaching the twelfth rank, which is not lower than ordinary people back then, but compared with his qualifications, it is indeed not a high position.

"Some positions don't have to be too high, just key." Shadow whispered, and his cold eyes swept across Chen Wangdu's face like a blade.

"Li Mo..."

A simple name made Chen Wangdu's heart tremble and his complexion suddenly changed.

"Master Shadow..."

"This Hongmen upstart seems to think highly of you..."

"Master Shadow... I have ten years left before I can retire..." Chen Wangdu gritted his teeth and said.

"Ten years? Are you confused?" Shadow sneered: "Don't you know the new regulations just promulgated by Daqian Chaotang? Before you reach the age of sixty-five, don't expect to be able to rest..."

"There are still fifteen years left. Wouldn't it be a waste if we don't make good use of it?"

As he spoke, the shadow came closer, and a cold breath hit his face, which was more biting than the winter north wind.

"Chen Wangdu, don't forget your identity and responsibilities..."

"You are my secret spy in Guixu... you will never be able to get rid of me in this life..."

As he spoke, Shadow cast his cold gaze towards the distant house, which was brightly lit and full of figures.

"My wife and children are so hot... With a status like yours, having these is just exposing your weakness..."

"Master Shadow..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Wangdu's expression suddenly changed, his clenched fists slowly fell down, and he remained silent for a while before saying, "I understand."

When Shadow saw this, he slowly withdrew his cold eyes and said calmly: "Li Mo...he also appeared in Wanjie Mountain."

"He!?" Chen Wangdu's eyes narrowed.

"He just happened to meet him at the right time. Han Qi's notes should not fall into his hands... and according to the information in Hongmen, Wan Jieshan's case seems to be..."

Chen Wangdu hesitated to speak and couldn't help but look at the shadow.

"Made in Guixu."

"Fart!" Shadow was furious when he heard this.

"Hongmen has gone too far. They are throwing shit at our heads... I don't know whether we should do it or not?"

"Really?" Chen Wangdu was doubtful.

"Nonsense." Shadow shouted in a deep voice: "Shangzun Han Qi's notes are very important. They contain important secrets that can subvert the Xuantian Pavilion... In addition, there is also the [Blood River" left by the Lord Han Qi. Demon Fetus], that’s the key.”

"Blood River Demon Fetus!?" Chen Wangdu's expression suddenly changed.

"What is that?"

"In the past, Master Han Qi was part of the [Holy Creation] plan..."

Shadow was just halfway through what he said when he stopped abruptly and glared at Chen Wangdu with cold eyes, as if as a warning.

The Holy Creation Project is the prototype of the Xuantian Dao Seed. If the living [Blood River Demon Fetus] can be found, it is possible to obtain clues to the Xuantian Dao Seed.

Such a secret is naturally not something Chen Wangdu can know.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

"You want me to explore the secrets of Li Mo and see if the notes of Master Han Qi are on him?"

"No, I want you to lure him out of the capital and teach us the rest." Shadow said coldly.

He was very aware of Chen Wangdu's ability, and it was almost impossible to find out Li Mo's secret without anyone noticing.

In this case, let's use this trust to lure him into the trap, and the next thing will be much simpler.

In this world, there is no simpler method than violence.

"I understand." Chen Wangdu's eyes were hidden, and he finally lowered his head heavily.

call……

When he looked up again, he was still the only one in the quiet little courtyard. The north wind was howling, causing the snow in the courtyard to rise one after another.

…

At this moment, on the outskirts of Beijing.

A bright firelight rose in the dilapidated temple, dry firewood everywhere was stained with scarlet blood, and faint bones could still be seen, piled in the corner in an orderly manner.

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Suddenly, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the darkness.

"He has already agreed."

The shadow came from outside and bowed respectfully.

"Lord Sheep still remembers this abandoned piece and plans to change the overall situation. It's really clever."

"Shenzong once said that the wheels of history are often driven by small people... Who would have thought that such a small person would take the life of this Hongmen upstart."

The dim firelight suddenly swayed, and the shadows of a pair of huge horns flickered on the wall. Then, a man with a thin face, cold eyes, and half a piece of grass in his mouth slowly walked out.

Although it was cold winter, the grass in his mouth was unusually fresh, and even smelled of earth.

"Lord Yang... I think the notes of Master Han Qi may not be on this person... We mobilize the troops, just in case..." Shadow stopped talking.

In order to verify an unlikely conjecture, using force and carrying out a large-scale killing will inevitably arouse Hongmen's anger.

"I didn't seek this person just because of the notes of Master Han Qi..." Yang Xingba chewed the grass in his mouth.

"This Li Mo comes from Luofu Mountain and has the same ancestry as Black Sword. There have been rumors from the outside world that this guy is the descendant of Black Sword."

At this point, Yang Xingba's eyes flashed with a faint luster.

"Back then, Black Sword, as a secret spy, sneaked into Guixu and even achieved the position of Lord of [Demon City]..."

Shadow heard the words and remained silent.

This is almost the worst and most dangerous incident in the history of Guixu.

The chess pieces arranged by Xuantian Pavilion have risen all the way up, and have climbed to the top of Guixu. They control one of the four major cities, [Demon City], and are among the Lords.

The consequences of this are simply unimaginable.

The most terrifying thing is that when the Dongchuang Incident happened, Heijian escaped completely. For this reason, Guixu remained silent for nearly three hundred years.

As for later, Heijian returned to Xuantian Pavilion and took charge of Hongmen, becoming the seventh generation sect leader in the history of Hongmen.

"It was indeed dangerous back then. If the Dongchuang Incident hadn't happened... Black Sword might have gotten involved in the position of Lord of the Returned Ruins."
To be continued...