Since then, Mu Xun has become more concerned about finding Yue Shenzhi. He no longer seems to have worked hard but is actually perfunctory. He is afraid that Ling Lan would take Nihancao when he didn't know it, and he would remind him every day that if he wanted to use it, he would have to inform him first.

Ling Lan agreed to all these. After all, he certainly wouldn't eat the Nihan grass before it was time for him to perform his effects.

Mu Xun was a little concerned about the people who appeared that day and asked indirectly. However, Ling Lan was obedient to him on weekdays, but he refused to tell him about this matter, and he always talked about him every time.

Mu Xun was busy exploring the news about Yue Shenzhi, and could not spend too much energy. He could only be careful and secretly arranged a lot of surveillance monsters outside Linglan's room.

The monsters in the world are born close to him, and as long as they have a thought, they can let him do it. In the past, he felt disgusted and was even more afraid of being discovered by his master. Now, he wants to become stronger, but finds that this is really useful.

If the spiritual power cannot tolerate him, he will cultivate demons. Moreover, the master also said that there is no difference between cultivating demons or cultivating spiritual things.

He cultivated spirits without any progress, but he cultivated demons for a long time, but he did not dare to express it in front of Ling Lan in the end.

Moreover, maintaining such a "weak" appearance can also gain his preference. He is addicted to it and becomes more and more unable to stop.

On this day, Mu Xun finally found out that Yue Shenzhi was about to appear. He rushed back to the inn as soon as possible, wanting to talk to Ling Lan.

However, after searching all the inns, he found no trace of Ling Lan. The hidden traces left at the door were not yet open, so he could only execute a single command and did not know where Ling Lan was going.

Mu Xun was a little annoyed and walked downstairs to inquire about the news with the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was lowering his head and planning to do it. For some reason, the business opposite was particularly booming, which made him lose a lot of money. Seeing that there were a lot of people, he had fewer money and his heart was bleeding.

Hearing Mu Xun's question, he glanced at the corner of his eyes and recognized that he was the little disciple who was following the White Immortal Master. He moved his mind and did not answer. He rubbed his index finger and thumb, coughed, and pointed his mind.

Mu Xun frowned, "Where did he go?"

He only asked, but he had no intention of paying for it. Seeing that he was wearing monotonous black clothes and was not aware of it, the shopkeeper probably couldn't get any oil and water, and he was immediately angry, "Let's go, I don't know."

He lowered his head and continued to plan, the crackling sound was even louder than before, as if he was deliberately calling the other party.

Mu Xun didn't react at first, but only realized that he was... wanting money?

He looked at him quietly and suddenly laughed, "Don't you say?"

The shopkeeper didn't raise his head, "I don't know, I just don't know."

Mu Xun didn't say anything.

The shopkeeper was still lowering his head to plan his plan, crackling and his fingers were flying. Suddenly, a shadow fell in front of him, and then his hand was pressed into the plan by a force.

The crackling sound came to an abrupt end, and pure gold operators were embedded in the palm of their palms, causing the pain that was almost heartbreaking. Before the shopkeeper's scream could be made, it was stuck in his throat.

Mu Xun held his hand with one hand and pinched his neck with the other, dragging his entire fat body out of the counter and hanging it in the air.

He lowered his head and said kindly, "The shopkeeper must have not heard it clearly. I will ask again, where did the fairy master who was dressed in white and with me go?"

His tone was gentle and even gentle, but his behavior was very fierce. His dark eyes were like an abyss. Although he was laughing, he shuddered.

The shopkeeper couldn't believe that this young man who was so obedient and lively in front of the immortal master was so cruel that he was so cruel that he had no choice but to say anything.

He was so painful that he was sweating all over his body. He didn't dare to dig out any more oil and water. He said tremblingly, "He, he went to the Huaihun Pavilion next door."

Mu Xun got the answer and let him go.

The shopkeeper's fat body fell heavily to the ground, screaming, the operator was still embedded in his palm, unable to pull it out, and his hands were bleeding. He wanted to curse, but he didn't dare to speak; he wanted to pull out the abacus, but couldn't bear to start.

Mu Xun said, "I'm really sorry. I think you ignore me. The sound of the abacus is too noisy, so you can't hear it. I'm a little angry with it, so I can't help it. I'll teach it a lesson for you and ask the shopkeeper to take care of it."

It seemed as if the shopkeeper was stumbled and didn't dare to draw the abacus. He leaned over with understanding, "I'll help you."

He pulled the abacus out of the shopkeeper's palm, and he didn't know if it was too much force or why, but after pulling the abacus out, he fell apart. Golden operators fell in the air, slamming the shopkeeper's face and landed all over the ground.

Mu Xun said "Oh", put down his hand, "It's broken."

He squatted down, then took out a piece of silver from his arms and placed it in front of the shopkeeper, and apologized sincerely, "I'm so sorry, you can take this money to grab some medicine and buy a new abacus." He looked at the bloody hand and said meaningfully, "But bandage it well, don't let people who shouldn't see it. If you misunderstand it, it's trouble."

The shopkeeper looked at the broken silver in front of him and nodded in fear. He was so painful that he was almost fainting. In his sight, the boy's black boots finally slowly left. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he stopped again.

Before he could breathe, he choked up in his chest again.

"By the way, shopkeeper, what's wrong with that fairy in white in the future? Be more careful and talk to me every day."

Human eyes are much easier to use than stupid and low-level monsters. Mu Xun regrets that he didn't think of this method at first.

There was a busy response from behind. He felt a little comfortable and couldn't help feeling nauseous.

Everyone in this world disgusted him, except his master.

However, being a bad person is indeed much more comfortable and convenient than being a good person.

Mu Xun was in a bad mood today. Although he knew the whereabouts of Yue Shenzhi, he also met that person, the person who gave Ling Lan that morning. He was actually with the group of people in the cave and was also exploring news about Yue Shenzhi.

He was very surprised, why did the master know him? Moreover, he had always cared about what he said that day. Last night... Could it be that he was in the room on the night of the master's illness? He couldn't help but think of the strange "moans" he heard, and the breath that made him feel uncomfortable...

Huai Nuan Pavilion is next to the inn. Before entering, Mu Xun stopped, sorted out his ponytail, and then walked in.

After entering the door, I saw a strong smell of powder, mixed with the fragrance of locust flowers, forming a charming and ambiguous smell. The ears were filled with delicacies and teasing sounds with men and women.

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In the dew pavilion near the water in the locust warm pavilion, the fragrance of locust is lingering in the fragrance of rouge. Beneath the scattered branches, a young man with beautiful eyebrows and eyes is holding a hand and plucking his hand.

He blushed and then peeked at the soft and lying lying on the other side after a few strokes. When he was not careful, he played the wrong sound.

Ling Lan was listening with her eyes closed, and when she heard the sound, she opened her eyes. Seeing this, the other boy immediately handed over the wine cup that he had been holding in his hand and delivered it to his mouth. His eyes were shiny and his face was blushing.

Ling Lan didn't want to drink, but he gave it to his mouth, so he lowered his head and took a sip.

When he lowered his head, his thick eyelashes covered him were like butterflies roaming among flowers, and his long black hair as black as silk showed a snow-white and ecstatic neck.

The boy who drank the wine trembled in his heart. The first time he felt that he had taken advantage of the customers.

After drinking, Ling Lan stretched out his hand to the young man from the pipa opposite, "Give me the pipa."

Seeing that the boy's face turned red to panic, he smiled, his elbows collapsed, and his black hair was dispersed like ink. His voice was very light, as if the gentlest comfort, but because of his slow tone, he showed a bit of blurred ambiguity.

He said, "I'll play you a song."

Two teenagers who were accompanying guests, but before they could hear the sound of the strings, their hearts were chaotic at the same time, as if they were being teased by a soft hand.

The more Mu Xun walked into Huaixiang Pavilion, the deeper his brows frowned. He didn't know where this was at first, but now, there is nothing he doesn't know.

This is clearly a flower building!

He walked faster and faster, and occasionally men and women with heavy makeup came into contact with him, and he pushed them away with one hand. He smelled the strong smell of powder, and he felt irritable and his eyes became colder and colder.

He walked for a long time, brushed away a piece of flower branches, and finally saw him in the dew pavilion by the water.

Through the branches and the layers of gauze outside the pavilion, he saw Ling Lan lying on the side of the soft collapse, his body stretching very naturally, and a boy was holding a cup for him, but he did not refuse. He smiled and lowered his head, and took a sip with his hand.

He seemed to be very accustomed to such a scene, and the whole process was proficient.

Along the way, the flame that had been suppressing in Mu Xun's heart suddenly ignited uncontrollably.

He didn't know why, but at this moment, the cluster of flames surged like huge waves, covering the sky and almost swallowed up all his reason.
Chapter completed!