Gao Leng's deadly enemy always wants to pursue me

This new black-robed man had a very similar aura to the one he had seen in the market before.

However, Pei Muxue soon felt that they were not the same person, and the cultivation level of this person in front of him was obviously higher.

The two clapped their palms together, and a few pieces of soil fell from their heads. The light was blown out by a gust of air flow, and no light from outside could penetrate. The entire basement was plunged into darkness.

At this time, Pei Muxue keenly felt that Shaoge took the initiative.

But when he was about to take the move, he heard a muffled groan from the opposite side, and then the man in black fell to the ground leisurely.

Then, the lights were lit again.

The Young Pavilion Master stood quietly in front of Pei Muxue, with his tall and thin back facing him, condescendingly staring at the embarrassed man in black on the ground, "Get out."

This young pavilion master has a pretty good figure...

It was the first time that Pei Muxue's thoughts went astray in such a crisis, and he was taken aback when this idea just popped up.

"Wu, Wuling, I will tell the pavilion master, you are collaborating, collaborating with the enemy..." The black-robed man's veins bulged, and he grabbed the ground with all his strength, hatred rushing to his face through the black veil.

Wuling said again: "Go out."

The black-robed man still wanted to speak, but he just opened his mouth, then stood up with a cold snort and left.

Wuling turned around, Pei Muxue felt a gaze locked on herself through the black veil, "Why?"

Pei Muxue raised her eyelids, moved her gaze, and replied, "This is something from our school, the Shanshui League."

Wu Ling remained motionless, staring at him silently, and after a moment said softly: "Follow me."

Pei Muxue weighed it in her heart, and followed quietly.

There is also a small room inside this basement, Pei Muxue was stunned as soon as she entered.

A smell of incense and candles rushed over. There was a memorial tablet on the long table, and the fruit offered was placed in front of it.

Wuling said lightly: "This is my mother's sacrificial hall."

Pei Muxue suddenly understood why the Shifang Pavilion looked like this from the outside, but what did this sacrificial hall have to do with the book he was looking for.

Wuling stretched out his hand, and a formation appeared out of thin air on the ground, and several objects appeared inside.

Pei Muxue's breath stagnates.

Several books, a jade pendant, and a sword were all stained with glaring blood, sealed in time, as if they had just been stained.

"This is all the items around her when she died."

Pei Muxue was speechless for a moment, all this seemed to be completely different from what he had thought before.

Wuling said again: "She was a member of the Shanshui League before her death."

It is the Shanshui League, not the Qianshan School, nor the Wanshuimen.

Pei Muxue's heart suddenly moved.

Twenty years ago, there was a catastrophe in the world of cultivating immortals.His master Ao Congyun died in this disaster, so Wuling's mother...

Wuling was silent, Pei Muxue's eyes flickered slightly, and a feeling of depression arose in her heart.

In the current situation, it is impossible for Wu Ling to let him touch the book, and he is unwilling to force it.

If his transformation into a bird cub has nothing to do with Shifang Pavilion, then "Illusion" is just a dispensable clue.Such a book may be found elsewhere, and it is not necessary to read this book.

He entered the Devil's Cult today with great ambitions, but he never expected the result now.

It was the first time he saw the young master of Shifang Pavilion, but he had no ill feeling towards him.

Wu Ling is different from other people in black robes, this kind of temperament from the inside out cannot be disguised, this is Pei Muxue's strong and unusual feeling at the moment.

Wu Ling looked at him fixedly, his eyes moved slightly.

"Young Pavilion Master, it's time to go." A man in black announced respectfully at the door, and then looked at Pei Muxue.

Pei Muxue's face turned serious, and she quietly raised her finger.

At this time, Wuling glanced at the man in black, turned slightly sideways and said, "Follow me, I will take you out."

Pei Muxue didn't move. As a cultivator with many battles, even though he had a good impression of Wuling just now, he didn't dare to relax his vigilance in this situation.

Wu Ling was unprepared for him, raised his hand to open the door, and walked out first.

Pei Muxue was tense, staring at Wuling's back, paying attention to all possible killing moves, and followed out cautiously.

Several men in black robes stood in a row in the outer room, looking over in unison.

Pei Muxue's eyes froze, the murderous intent of these people was very obvious, and she did not shy away from being discovered by him.

Wu Ling only said: "Let him go."

Several people in black robes were startled, one of them was puzzled and said: "Young Pavilion Master, he came to our territory to make trouble, why let him go?"

At this time, a faint voice came from outside the basement, "Wu Ling is a kind-hearted and honest baby, who dare not even kill an ant, do you know that hehehe..."

As soon as Pei Muxue heard it, she knew that this was the man in black who had sneaked up on her just now.

The rest of the people were obviously stunned. Those who dare to speak insultingly to the young pavilion master are really brave.

But Wuling didn't care about the man's rudeness, and gently grabbed Pei Muxue's arm.

The man's strong knuckles touched him lightly, and Pei Muxue felt a force attached to his arm, powerful but gentle, conveying a message of comfort and protection.

Wuling cast a glance at the men in black robes, grabbed Pei Muxue and left the basement.

Pei Muxue's hair was numb, he seldom made such awkward movements with others, in the past some disciples dared to tease him like this, and they were all punished by him.

Now it's my turn, I'm really not used to it and feel embarrassed.

Pei Muxue narrowed her eyes, this inexplicable feeling made him feel a strange scratching feeling in his heart.He watched Wuling's steady steps, and the feeling became stronger and stronger.

After leaving the barrier, a gust of cool wind blew on Pei Muxue's face, he took a breath of fresh air, and suddenly felt much refreshed.

Only then did Wu Ling let him go, Pei Muxue lowered her head quietly, resisting Wu Ling's hand that was holding her just now.

Shifang Pavilion's black robe had very long sleeves, and at this moment Wuling's hands only showed half of their knuckles, giving off a vague sense of warmth.

Pei Muxue looked away calmly.

I don't know what it looks like hidden in the robe.

The black veil was blown by the wind, and Wuling's voice was blown far away by the wind, "Illusion, I will find another copy and send it to you."

Pei Muxue looked at him in surprise.

"Pei Muxue." Wu Ling said his name with a hint of a smile in his voice.

The first time she heard such a distinctive voice pronounce her name, Pei Muxue felt scratching again, but at the same time she also became confused.

Wu Ling didn't intend to explain any more, and waved his sleeves, and the door of Shifang Pavilion opened.

Wuling should have something important to do later, so it's inconvenient for me to disturb here.Thinking of this, Pei Muxue turned around and wanted to leave.

"Don't go to Ningyao Town in the near future."

Just a few steps away, Wuling's voice sounded again.

Pei Muxue was taken aback for a moment, then looked back, the courtyard was empty, only the fallen leaves were swept by the cool wind.

The author has something to say: Tell me loudly, who is Wuling!