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Chapter 190 The Young Master of the Yin-Yang Sect!(2/3)

Move your eyes down—

There is also a black spider mark on the little girl's wrist.

——

Leaving the courtyard, the three of them returned to the carriage.

Seeing that Chen Mu had a calm face, Wu Shentong asked, "What's wrong? I feel like you are not very good at your face, Mr. Chen."

Chen Mu asked lightly: "It seems something is wrong with that little girl named Yan'er. She feels... she is entangled with death."

Wu Shentong and the iron cloth stake looked at each other, with a faint expression.

Wushen Channel: "Mr. Chen has good eyesight, and he can detect it. In fact, Yan'er is a person with a broken soul and a vein."

"Juzhu?"

Chen Mu frowned.

Wu Shentong sighed quietly: "People have three souls and seven spirits. Since Yan'er was born, her soul has been incomplete, and she has a vein. Such people usually live shortly.

Although Brother Wuming used powerful magic and treasures to prosper her life,... it will only last a few years at most."

Chen Mu frowned: "There is no way?"

Wu Shentong shook his head: "At least I haven't found a way to deal with it yet. Perhaps some top masters or sect forces will have a way, but unfortunately they are too far away from us."

Chen Mu was silent.

No matter how powerful Ji Wuming is, he is just a demon hunter from the Haotian tribe.

It is impossible for someone to spend a lot of effort to help him treat his daughter.

But what makes Chen Mu wonder now is why Ji Wuming's wife and daughter also have the Heavenly Punishment Spider on them? Have they also been to Fayue Temple?

Obviously, there isn't.

He asked indirectly at the other party's house before that since Ji Wuming's death, she has basically stayed at home except for going out to buy vegetables.

It is even more impossible for the youngest daughter to go out and always play at her home.

Therefore, it is now possible to rule out Fayue Temple.

So could it be...

After the death of the White Emperor Holy Sword, many colleagues came to comfort me. Could it be one of them?

That traitor from the Haotian tribe?



Back at the Six Doors, Chen Mu locked himself in a separate room and pasted the names of "Madam Ji" and "Ji Yan'er" on the wall.

Now there is another clue.

Chen Mu did not intend to tell Wu Shentong and others about the fact that these two people had the Heavenly Punishment Spider on them.

The more people you know, the more troublesome it will be.

"Zhang Awei, fox demon Mrs. Xu, Ji Ping'er, Mrs. Ji, Ji Yan'er..."

Chen Mu looked at the information on the wall and breathed a sigh of relief. "There are already five. The effect of this kind of heavenly punishment spider will make people emotionally out of control. But how can a four-year-old girl lose control?

What is the purpose of the person behind the scenes?

Did they choose these people intentionally, or did they accidentally get the Heavenly Punishment Spider?

Bang!

While Chen Mu was thinking hard, a small stone fell on the ground.

Chen Mu was stunned, looked at the small stones on the ground, looked up and saw that the window he had closed was half opened-

A girl's figure was revealed on a tree outside the window.

The girl wore a gorgeous dress with purple as the main tone, and the three thousand lilac hairs floated in the wind like a dream, just like a fairy walking out of the comics.

The skirt is pleated like snow and moonlight, revealing a pair of slender calves wrapped in silk, which is beautiful and mysterious.

At this moment, the jade foot was gently tapped on the willow branches, as elegant as lilac.

Wear a veil on the face.

Only a pair of ethereal eyes like amethyst was revealed.

Chen Mu was stunned at first, then widened his eyes and blurted out: "Shao Siming!?"

When he was dragged into the nightmare illusion by the ghost bride in Qingyu County, Yun Zhiyue came to save him, and in the end, Shao Siming appeared and defeated the ghost bride.

Since then, Chen Mu has never seen her again.

Unexpectedly, it appears here at this moment.

Did you come to find Yun Zhiyue? Or come to visit him, the handsome boy... it is obviously the latter.

"hello."

Chen Mu tried hard to put on a very kind and gentle smile and waved to her. "It's cold outside, why don't you come in and sit and have a cup of tea?"

The girl's beautiful eyes were indifferent and ethereal, and her toes slightly floated out of the yamen.

"I'm leaving now?"

Chen Mu looked speechless, but after careful reminiscing, he felt that the other party seemed to let him follow him.

After a blink of an eye, Chen Mu finally decided to follow.

Sure enough, when he walked out of the yamen, he saw the other party standing on the wall not far away, with the purple skirt and ribbon dancing in the wind.

It was obvious that the girl was waiting for him.

But when Chen Mu chased after him, the latter floated down like a butterfly and catkins.

So one chases and the other flys.

Chen Mu felt that the other party was like an NPC in the game, giving him a little guidance, but unfortunately there was no exclamation mark on the other party's head.

The girl stopped after chasing to a dilapidated City God Temple.

"Girl, your date is a bit special."

The wife was squeezed a little weakly these two days. After Chen Mu chased her for less than half an hour, he began to pant and sweat.

The girl's eyes were indifferent and she stared at him without saying a word.

A breeze blew by, blowing her three thousand lilac hair, and a delicate fragrance penetrated into Chen Mu's breath.

Bang!

A ball of yin and yang patterns in front of the Chenghuang Temple scattered.

The temple door is open.

The girl stepped lightly on her lotus feet and floated in.

Chen Mu was confused and followed the girl and smiled: "Is this developing a little faster? Or I would invite you to have a bowl of Chaos, or-"

Chen Mu's voice came to an abrupt end.

His eyes were firmly fixed on a beautiful figure lying on the straw mat.

"Zhiyue!"

Chen Mu's eyes were so angry that he rushed over.

On the straw mat, Yun Zhiyue's chest was stained with some blood, her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were closed, and her colorless lips were pursed into a thread.

If it weren't for the breathing and heartbeat, I thought it was a corpse.

Chen Mu felt the temperature coming from the woman's cheeks. While breathing a sigh of relief, a cold murderous intent appeared in his eyes. He turned his head and stared at Shao Siming: "Who was hurt!"

The girl in purple looked at Yun Zhiyue in a coma silently and did not speak.

But Chen Mu seemed to understand something. Thinking back to what Yun Zhiyue said before, he said coldly: "Is it the traitor you have been chasing?"

The girl's silence is both the default.

Chen Mu clenched his fists and smashed it hard on the ground, feeling very regretful.

In fact, he must have thought of it a long time ago.

With this girl's personality, how could he stop talking to him? If he had realized it earlier, Zhiyue would not have been hurt.

But what Chen Mu was most angry with was the people from the Yin-Yang Sect.

Although Yun Zhiyue was not strong enough and was just an outer disciple, she still asked her to take risks.

He rescued the killer last time, but this time he became like this again. It is obvious that these guys from the Yin-Yang Sect don’t take the lives of the outer disciples seriously.

As expected, those with humble status are just a small chess piece that is randomly tricked.

"Why are you alone?"

Chen Mu stared at Shao Siming coldly, "Where are the others? Where is your Grand Siming? Are you dead? Let her come out to see me! It's so too much!"
To be continued...
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