The two walked up the stairs lightly without attracting anyone's attention.

When the two figures fell into the stairs, Yuan Qier's eyes glanced inadvertently. Yuan Xingyu nodded to her. She stood up and walked upstairs with light steps.

......

"Aren't you waiting for your elder brother and the victim?" Seeing that it was far away from the lobby, Yang Muyun said softly to Mo Buyu.

"It's too noisy below. I want to wait for my elder brother on it." Mo Buyu said while walking on the stairs.

Mo Buyu walked up to the third floor with a firm step, pushed open the door of a room very well, and walked in.

"Have you booked a room?" Yang Muyun walked into the house with interest.

"This is the room my elder brother booked last night," Mo Buyu looked around the house, "Where did we pay the room for three days?"

"Three days?" Yang Muyun's heart moved, "Could it be that the imperial seal is hidden in this room?"

The expression on Mo Buyu's face changed a little. He frowned, as if he was talking to himself, "Someone has been here in this room... Strange, it seems that it is not my elder brother?"

"How do you know it's not?" Yang Muyun's heart tightened: "Maybe he quietly hid it from your and my eyes..."

"No," Mo Buyu interrupted him, "It would never be him, and what is left in this room is definitely not his smell."

Yang Muyun was silent. As a brother who had been dependent on each other since childhood, no one was more familiar with each other's smell. Mo Buyu's huge body quickly stepped forward, lifted up a bedding and bed board on the bed, and reached out to touch the ground below...

Yang Muyun quickly walked to him and saw his thick fingers skillfully picking open a few blue bricks on the ground, revealing a small hole below, which was empty and nothing.

"It's broken," Mo Buyu said in a panic: "That thing was taken away."

"Take it?" Yang Muyun said in surprise: "Who will take it away? Have you lived here today?"

"No," Mo Buyu shook his huge head, "We paid the room for three days until the day after tomorrow, the store will not transfer the room to anyone."

"Then could it be that the people in this store came secretly while you were away and took away that thing?" Yang Muyun said.

Mo Buyu frowned, "This place has just been moved, but the shop assistants are all downstairs. I haven't seen anyone of them come up?"

"The one who came here may not be the shopkeeper..." Yang Muyun raised his eyebrows and saw a sign of moving a window. He quickly stepped forward, opened the window and looked out. Outside the yard downstairs of the inn, a carriage parked against the wall. A slim figure lifted the curtain and jumped up.

"Is it her?" Yang Muyun frowned and narrowed his eyes. Just as the two sides drew their swords to confront each other in the lobby, two people walked in quietly. The figure of the woman wearing a shallow head was so familiar... The scene in the lobby at that time would scare away any guests who came to join the store, but they looked fearless... How slim figure who got into the car looked like the woman wearing a shallow head.

After Yaoxiao's figure got on the car, she raised her whip on the handlebars, and the wheels of the carriage creaked and drove forward.

"The carriage is actually a little familiar." Yang Muyun's mind flashed, and he remembered the carriage in front when he left the city during the day.

"Who is it?" Mo Buyu quickly walked to him and asked.

Yang Muyun did not answer, jumped out of the window, and said, "Your brother will not come again..." He jumped downstairs like a big roc spreading his wings.

The carriage made a scattered sound and drove towards the city gate. In the carriage, a masked girl in blue said to the woman wearing a lightly exposed head while getting on the car, "Miss..." Before the following words were said, the woman's head was lightly tapped, and the gauze hanging from the lightly exposed shook slightly.

"But I'm so worried about the maid," the masked girl in green patted her chest lightly, as if she was still scared. "There are so many people in the lobby, what if they fight..."

"It's them who fight, what do you care about us?" The person who spoke was an old man about fifty years old, with a face of a slight slept with a bright look, and a hint of majesty was revealed on his body. But when he faced the woman, he was in a very respectful state. "But it was his subordinate's sin to let the lady take risks easily."

"Great cause is the most important thing, but how can personal safety be?

?” The woman's eyes passed through the thin veil and said lightly: "We have to leave here quickly. If someone discovers it, it will be troublesome."

The masked girl in green asked "Hmm" and asked, "Miss, where will we go after leaving the city?"

The woman refused to answer, and her eyes turned to a corner of the carriage, where a thin boy was curled up, staring at them with big eyes.

"Brother Mo," the woman's voice became extremely soft, "What are your plans?"

"Me?" Mo Buyan stretched out his finger and pointed to the tip of his nose, supported himself with his knees on the ground, moved forward, and leaned over and said, "Miss, since she has obtained the thing, please let me go. Buyan wants to find my brother."

"No hurry, let's talk about this matter after leaving the city," the woman's face was hidden in the gauze, and her expression was not clear. "I'm very happy now, you don't have to worry."

"Have you seen my brother?" Mo Buyan was stunned and immediately excited, "Where is he now? Can he tell me?"

"The others are in that inn," said the majestic old man insulted: "He can eat and drink now, it's great!"

"He is in that inn?" Mo Buyan was shocked, "Why are the person who covet that thing is also in the inn, isn't he very dangerous?"

"Brother Mo..." The majestic old man raised his tone and comforted with a smile on his face: "My lady has taken away the things, so my brother has no value for those people... Don't worry, he will have nothing to do. It won't take long to see you."

"That's good, that's good..." Mo Buyan nodded repeatedly, but his face remained worried.

The speed of the carriage that was moving forward gradually slowed down, and then stopped with a "squeak".

A thick voice shouted outside: "Don't you know the rules when closing the city at night? Why don't you go back quickly!"

The woman was sitting in the car without moving. The masked girl in blue shook her head helplessly, "It's these difficult little guys again..." She took out a white jade-inlaid gold sign from her body, and handed it out through the car curtain...

The city gate opened with a bang, and the horse spread its four hooves, and the carriage quickly sank into the night outside the city.

Just as the city gate was about to close, a young man ran over quickly, and behind him, a huge mountain-like body followed closely...

......

The carriage had been driving in the wilderness of endless night. Mo Buyan bowed to the woman in the carriage and said, "Miss, please stop, Buyan will get off now."

"This thing can be obtained safely, Brother Mo has made great contributions." After leaving the city, the woman's voice relaxed a lot, "Please rest assured. I will order someone to put a little wine in the village later and give you a drink."

"Thank you, Miss," Mo Buyan said with a worried look on his face: "Buyan cares about his brother's safety, and if he doesn't want to drink, please let the villain go."

"Okay," the woman sighed softly, "Since that's the case, I won't force you. When the turn ahead, I will stop the carriage, and you can go down."

"Thank you, Miss!"

......

The carriage stopped at the corner of a narrow road, and Mo Buyan bowed to the woman and got off the carriage.

When the woman saw his figure sinking into the night, she cast a gaze at the old man through the gauze. The old man understood and his body swayed slightly, and he floated out of the carriage several feet away, with his stunning light skills.

"Miss, are you going to kill him?" asked the masked girl in green with a little surprise.

The woman nodded lightly and glanced at her through the gauze, "Why, are you soft-hearted? In just half a day, you have a good impression of him?"

"No, the lady misunderstood," said the masked girl in green, and she shook her head frequently. "I just think that the two brothers are a little pitiful. Although they make a living by stealing, they are just for life and have never done anything that is harmful to the world. Are you doing this?...Is it..." The following words cannot be expressed for the time being.

"You think I'm doing something too much, right?" the woman said coldly: "Those who accomplish great things are not focused on the details. Have you forgotten how I teach you?"

"I haven't forgotten," said the masked girl in green, looking at her uneasyly, "I just think that if I let him go, he may not tell us what we are doing."

"Not necessarily? You're so sure?" the woman sneered, "It's a pity that I don't have much capital to bet on your sympathy. Once you lose the bet, do you know how many people will die for it?"

"Maid...

...Maid..." The masked girl in green trembled all over.

"You are still young, and you can't understand the sins of the world," the woman's voice eased a little. "Thinking about the beginning, our tribe members were almost wiped out, and those who finally survived could no longer withstand the second catastrophe..." Speaking of this, the pair of bright eyes narrowed slightly after the gauze. "Can the promises of living people be more reassuring than those of dead people who will never speak?"

Upon hearing this, the masked girl in green couldn't help but shiver, "Maid...Maid understands."

At this time, a horse neighed outside the car, and the woman's face changed. She took out a brocade box about a foot square and threw it at the masked girl in green, "Please put it away, don't act rashly if I don't have me." As she said that, she pulled out a long sword and ran out of the car door.

......

Under the moonlight, a thin figure was running. Mo Buyan's heart was hanging in his throat. Since he heard that his younger brother was in that inn, he wanted to fly over.

"He must be there to wait for me," Mo Buyan's eyes were a little wet, "You must not have anything to do, my brother is here."

The vest hurt and did not breathe in one breath. His eyes turned dark and he fell heavily to the ground.

The majestic old man came to him a few steps, looking at Mo Buyan who was still twitching on the ground. He frowned, "This kid's life is so tough. He stabbed the center of the body, but he wouldn't die immediately." He leaned over and pulled out a flying knife more than half a foot long from his back, preparing to poke it down again, and suddenly heard a horse neigh behind him.

"Not good!" He pulled up, and didn't care that Mo Buyan was still twitching on the ground, and flew towards the road ahead.

......

The faint moonlight shone on the ground, as if a layer of frost was sprinkled on it. The woman held a long sword in her hand, staring at the person in front of her with her starry eyes behind her faint gauze.

There was a man standing in front of her, a strange man. He was wearing a hat, and under the hat was a cold face and a facial features like a knife and axe-slashing. There was a long scar on his cheek on his left cheek, like a centipede climbing on it, making his cold face particularly ferocious. His left hand was holding a knife, a very strange-shaped knife, the sheath was pitch black and the handle was pitch black. He didn't hold it tightly, but it gave people a very powerful feeling. His clothes were pitch black as ink, and with a black knife and dark eyes, he looked shiny and shiny, which was incompatible with the night around him.

"Feng Wuji?" The woman spoke, tightened her hand holding the long sword, and her jade hand, which was as beautiful as mutton fat, was slightly clear through the blue web.

"Do you know me?" The scar on Feng Wuji's face moved slightly, and his dark eyes became brighter.

The woman didn't say anything, stared at the knife in his hand, and secretly warned her fear.

"Give me back that thing, I won't kill you." Feng Wuji's voice was very dull, but it gave people an invisible pressure, making people breathless.

"What?" the woman pretended to be puzzled.

"I'll give you ten breaths," Feng Wuji's voice was slightly chilled, "You are a smart person, don't force me to draw your sword."

"Okay, I'll give it to you." The woman raised her hand and threw something towards Feng Wuji.

Before Feng Wuji could take action, a cold light had already stabbed towards him. The woman had already taken the sword in her hand and directly grabbed his eye socket.

Seeing that the sword was only half a foot away from him, Feng Wuji did not dodge, and his dark eyes flipped, and a black light came first, and his sword was unsheathed.

With a clear and crisp sound, the woman's graceful figure had moved seven feet diagonally, and her long sword flipped, guarding her own portal.

"There are seven breaths left." Feng Wuji said in a deep voice, taking a step forward.

Intimidated by his powerful aura, the woman couldn't help but take a step back.

"There are five breaths left," Feng Wuji's dark eyes were as cold as a knife.

“…”

"There are three breaths left." The air around seemed to become suppressed.

The woman's figure did not move. Since she failed to hit the hit, she has never found a better chance to get out of the phone.

A cool night breeze blows by, and the leaves make rustling sounds, further highlighting the tranquility of the night.

Feng Wuji stopped making a sound and tightened his hand holding the scabbard.
Chapter completed!