When Xiao Ruyun heard this, her cheeks turned red with embarrassment and she lowered her eyes slightly.
Tang Jing scratched his head stupidly, a little shy, and smiled sheepishly: "No, no, he is indeed very powerful, and I always feel that he is not trying his best."
After saying this, Wu Yi also realized that although the Shadow Swordsman looked like a killer, he did not really attack them, as if he was just here to test them. Looking at the direction in which the Shadow Swordsman left, Wu Yi Yi said to himself and analyzed: "Although the killer that Wanting and I met was very powerful in martial arts, he was a master like the Shadow Swordsman. It seemed that the Shadow Swordsman just wanted to warn us and did not kill us. Who does the Shadow Swordsman belong to?"
"What the second brother means is that he is not Ye Xun's person?" Tang Jing fell into deep thought.
Wu Yi looked thoughtful and shook his head: "I don't know either, but judging from his attitude, it seems that his master is just pretending and doesn't want to embarrass us. This means that his master is temporarily neutral and has no plans. It looked like he was taking action. But why did he do this?"
"Perhaps it's because of Tangjiabao. Are the people you met when you went up the mountain here for you, Brother Wu?" Xiao Ruyun asked suspiciously.
"Me?" Wu Yi held up his hands and was silent for a moment. He shook his head and analyzed: "It's unlikely. Who would kill such a useless person like me? And he also said he didn't want us to continue the investigation. Killing me will have no effect. But now it seems that my aunt's death is really not that simple."
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Green mountains and green waters, warm sunshine in winter, gentle breeze, a paradise-like place with a green lake and a small boat swaying gently in the center.
A man in white clothes, wearing half a golden mask, held his head high, his left hand behind his waist, and his right hand threw some tiny powder balls into the lake. He seemed to be very leisurely: "Today's weather is really good, but our flower god , seems to be in a bad mood."
The God of Flowers was dressed in bright red, with a half-mask, and was holding a golden plate filled with dough. He stood behind the God of Heaven, and the wind on the lake gently blew out the exquisite curves.
Hearing the voice of the God of Heaven, the Flower God came back to his senses from his thoughts, lowered his head slightly, and said softly in a soft voice: "No."
The God of Heaven looked back at the God of Flowers, turned around slowly, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Really not? You grew up with me, and your thoughts cannot escape my eyes. Are you still angry with me because of that incident?" Angry?"
"Don't dare!" Flower God bent slightly and said, his soft voice seemed to have a hint of resentment.
The God of Heaven looked down at the God of Flowers and put his hands behind his back. His appearance was less majestic than usual and more friendly and gentle. He smiled fondly and said, "Okay, I know what you are angry about. Do you know what I am doing?" Why do this?"
The Goddess of Flowers raised his head, gasped softly, turned his eyes to the side, and looked at the lake. The word dissatisfaction was written in his attitude. Although he was separated by a mask, he could not hide the anger of the beauty.
"What the gods want to do naturally has their own reasons. I just obey orders." The soft voice sounded like a little girl acting coquettishly.
"Do you know when people fail the most miserably?" It was rare for the god to see the flower god so angry, so he asked the flower god with a smile on his lips.
The flower god looked up at the god with some confusion.
The eyes under the mask of the God of Heaven showed a hint of cruelty. He bent down slightly, stretched out his right hand from behind, and slowly made it into a fist in front of the God of Flowers. He gritted his teeth and whispered: "It's to lift him up to the clouds. When he thought When I succeed, I push him to hell, which is the real punishment."
The eyes under the flower god's mask showed a hint of surprise and confusion: "What does the god mean?"
"Shh..."
The god gently placed the fingers of his right hand in front of the flower god's red lips, closed his eyes under the mask, and shook his head. His gentle and low voice seemed to penetrate people's hearts: "Remember my words, no matter what , you must not say it out loud, keep it in your heart, it is the safest. No matter how much you trust this person, do not tell him the secrets in your heart, because your closest people have the greatest chance of becoming the person who harms you the most. people!"
"Why did the God of Heaven do that?" The Flower God looked at the God of Heaven with a look of surprise in his eyes. He didn't know why the God of Heaven told him the secret, but he said this again.
The god smiled slightly, stood up straight, and put his right hand behind his back. The eyes under the mask were staring at the flower god: "Because you are very obedient, because you never let me down, because I want you to know."
There was a slight smile on the corner of the flower god's mouth. He seemed not to be so angry anymore, but there was a worried look in his eyes: "But... the god once said that whoever strikes first will be the target of public criticism."
"Ha ha ha ha."
The god chuckled twice, lowered his head and asked: "Did you see me take action? I just placed a chess piece on the chessboard. Since the game of chess has begun, of course we have to occupy a position and move first. Only then can I take the lead, and this chess piece only adds fuel to the flames and has nothing to do with me. I have a place in this game of chess and have the upper hand, but it leaves no trace, so why not?"
The flower god naturally understood the meaning of the god, nodded, but asked in disbelief: "What does the god mean? The shadow will eventually be an abandoned child? But that is one of the four ghosts, like this Would it be too..."
The God of Heaven raised his lips slightly at the God of Flowers, took the gold plate from the God of Flowers, looked up at the lake, threw the whole gold plate into the lake, with a sinister look in his eyes, and a hint of domineering, said in a cold voice: "Xu False and true, true and false, if you don’t even believe what you say, then why should others believe it? A mere ghost is just a drop in the bucket to me. Even if it is a god who can operate on it, what can it do? Anyway, as long as we can win this game, what we will gain will be far beyond imagination."
The flower god was convinced. After smiling at the god, he asked again: "The god is wise! But why is our target Tang Jing? Isn't the god afraid of attracting Tang Aoshuang?"
"Tang Aoshuang?" The God of Heaven looked at the God of Flowers, shook his fingers at the God of Flowers, sighed and analyzed: "Although Tang Aoshuang is a ruthless character, he will definitely be one of our final opponents in this game of chess. , is also destined to be our enemy, but he knows the current situation very well, so he will not take action rashly. But Mu Lingtian is different. It is everyone's chess piece. Anyone who touches him now will really die. What's more, After all, Mu Lingtian himself is also one of the chess players. Although he is alone, the huge net behind him gives him the greatest initiative. If Tiangui goes to find Mu Lingtian, What's the difference between that and letting the ghosts die? Abandoned children also have their own value."
The Flower God suddenly realized, came to his senses, and saluted the God: "The God has farsightedness, but I am not as good as one ten thousandth."
The god turned around and looked forward, with his hands behind his back and his left hand holding the fist of his right hand. The eyes under the mask revealed a trace of calm domineering. A light yellow true energy flowed around the god, and the god's internal power was dragging the god. The boat pushed away from the water and sailed slowly forward.
