Yunli's heart suddenly thought, could it be that her cousin was really here and she had successfully hidden?
In his excitement, the crystal on his waist rang. Duan Xingyi noticed this and asked to leave first.
Yunli cheered up and sent him her location. Not long after, she saw him floating over.
On the way, he was stopped by the city guards. Yunli was about to step forward in case of emergency. Unexpectedly, the city guards soon let him go.
Yunli sighed secretly, what a powerful secret technique!
The city guards were able to see through the disguise of the ghost cultivator, and even in close contact, they did not find out that he was a private cultivator!
After leaving the city and meeting up with Wei Lin and others, Duan Xingyi said: "They were looking for a cultivator who appeared in Pengcheng more than a month ago and disappeared soon after."
"Are you sure it was more than a month ago?" Yunli confirmed nervously. Calculating the time, it was exactly more than a month since An Ran disappeared.
Duan Xingyi nodded: "Besides, they have never found it."
"Great!" Yunli was excited. The time was right, and the missing people were basically identified. This time it should be the cousin!
At that moment, she decided to explore Pengcheng again and find An Ran!
"I'll go with you." Wei Lin grabbed her.
Song Qi and others became nervous and stared at Yunli closely, fearing that she would agree.
Yunli shook his head: "You are waiting outside. If we find her, we will come out immediately."
After a pause, he added: "I want to leave, and no one can stop me."
Wei Lin thought about Lingai's world, so it was up to her. If nothing else happened, he could still go in and hide.
After more than ten days of searching, Yunli searched every corner of Pengcheng, and even after digging three feet, he still couldn't find An Ran.
She didn't give up and started searching again.
That night, with the red clouds covering the moon, the sky and the earth were getting darker and darker, almost invisible. Floating on the street, Yunli suddenly noticed a trace of hidden spiritual power fluctuations, which passed by in a flash, like an illusion.
She was overjoyed and hurriedly searched for memories to find the past. Red lanterns were hung high, gongs and drums were noisy, and strings and bamboos were endless.
This is a theater. Through the slightly opened door, you can see the dimly lit red candles inside. On the three-foot-square stage, there are beautiful people in green clothes and sleeves with graceful figures.
As the lotus steps moved lightly, the babbling music overflowed from the corners of her lips, and her sorrow was tactful, like weeping and complaining.
Outside the stage, the theater on the upper and lower floors was packed with seats, and there was a lot of ghost noise.
Yunli sent a message to Duan Xingzhen, and then floated into the theater building. She had searched here before, and the layout of the building was very clear. The direction from which the spiritual power fluctuations came was a box on the second floor.
At the moment, the box door is closed tightly, and the dim candlelight reflects a silent shadow on the window paper.
The lights and shadows are blurred, and it is impossible to tell whether they are male or female.
Yunli patiently waited a while, but Duan Xingyi arrived. He pretended to be friends with the ghost cultivator in the box and opened the door.
There is a screen placed half a meter away from the door, blocking the scene inside. It is made of dark red gauze and embroidered with swaying flowers of the other side.
Yunli was stunned. The last time he came in to search, there was no screen at all in this private room.
Now that she had found this place, no matter what the danger was, there was no possibility of retreat. She pursed her lips, floated into the box, and went straight past the screen.
Bypassing the screen, the world was silent, and the silk and bamboo, gongs and drums, and Chinese opera outside all disappeared.
This is a stone house, built of unknown materials, very simple. The only beam of light shines on the woman sitting quietly in the middle of the room.
It was An Ran.
Hearing the sound, she suddenly looked up and was startled when she saw Duan Xingyi, "Who are you?"
"cousin."
Yunli called out softly, dispersed the spell, and revealed his body.
"Why are you here?" An Ran stood up suddenly, anxious, "Where's Wei Xiaosan, isn't he here?"
Yunli was stunned, "He..."
As soon as she said a word, An Ran pushed her away: "Come on, hurry up, you guys, hurry up, this is Mo Huai's conspiracy!"
Mo Huai? conspiracy?
Yunli had some clarity, and the messy clues in her mind were about to be connected. Her hair stood on end, but before she could completely sort it out, she hurriedly activated the Warming Lotus to send the message of 'go quickly' to Wei Lin.
"It's too late."
Accompanied by a cold voice, the light shined brightly, and dozens of night pearls hung on the roof, illuminating every detail in the house.
Mo Huai stood in the corner holding his sword, looking at Yunli, a flash of pain in his eyes. Xuan Er returned to silence and said coldly: "From the moment he entered the ghost secret realm, he was already caught in the trap."
Yunli suppressed her panic, and the fragmentary clues in her mind finally came together. Mo Huai had always wanted to seek revenge from his senior brother, but he was no match for him.
With their current cultivation status, Mo Huai could use the power of the entire Taiyi Sect to lay out their plans. Even if they couldn't defeat them, they could still escape.
They knew this, and so did Mo Huai, so his conspiracy could only be to join forces with a more powerful being.
In the secret realm of ghosts and the world of reincarnation, he has a grudge against his senior brother, and his collaborator is...
Stygian girl!
Yunli said in disbelief: "You are actually related to her!"
In the flash of lightning, she thought of the cold energy that had appeared in Wei Lin's body inexplicably at Eagle Ridge. It was first caused by the erosion of the Styx water for decades, and then the collision of the cold energy, which caused the seal to be destroyed in six places.
In the beginning, before Yinhan appeared, Mo Huai once attacked Wei Lin secretly. Although most of the attacks were blocked by Ayou, a small amount of sword energy still fell on Wei Lin.
Afterwards, they discussed for a long time, but they still didn't understand where the cold energy came from.
Yunli stared at him and asked coldly: "At Eagle Ridge, my senior brother's..."
"I did it!"
Mo Huai interrupted with a loud voice and confessed straightforwardly. The words 'my senior brother' stung him hard. What he hated most was that she was unconsciously tied to that person, sharing joys and sorrows.
He took a few steps closer, and under the warm pearlescent light, the tips of his eyes became increasingly red, as if they were about to drip.
"Not only that time, but also in Zhongzhou City, I personally wiped the Styx water on Xiao Zhen's arrow string, and saw with my own eyes that your arrow was placed on the string, and you slowly pulled it apart, and the Styx water soaked into the arrowhead and arrow bit by bit. Body, wheeze——"
"Water from the Styx?" Duan Xingyi blurted out in shock, looking at Mo Huai with a bit more scrutiny and surprise.
At this time, no one paid attention to him, Yunli was trembling with anger, and Mo Huai was in a state of ecstasy.
He stretched out his finger and made a flying gesture. His voice was full of secret joy, and his face flashed with madness, "Aren't you going to protect him? I want to kill him under your nose!"
"court death!"
Yunli's eyes turned red with anger, she raised her hand, a cold light flashed on her fingertips, and the Dream-Slaying Knife was driven neatly into Mo Huai's heart.
Mo Huai's crazy smile froze on his face, and he lowered his head blankly, looking at the peach pink scimitar inserted in his heart in disbelief, and at the slender white hand holding the handle of the knife steadily.
"You...kill me?"
He couldn't believe that after so many years of getting along, the friendship of life and death, she could actually kill him?
(End of chapter)
