This shadow guard is kinda nice

Lin Sheng still couldn't get an answer from Mo Ran in the end, Xiao Yi'an and the others got closer, and the two couldn't continue talking, but, after that, Mo Ran was confused several times in the Ministry of Justice as if he had lost his soul. Shen Yinan even asked him what's wrong.

Mo Ran shook his head, annoyed, and said it was okay.

Lin Sheng sighed in his heart, now he knew it clearly without asking.

Like it or not, this is clearly written on the face.

Two fools.

The Ministry of Punishments got busy, Lin Sheng asked Mo Ran to go back first, and they can do the rest. Mo Ran wanted to decline, but after thinking about that conversation, his state was not right, so he didn't say much, nodded and went ahead. gone.

When I returned to the palace, it was still the same as before I left, except that the owner of the palace was missing.After greeting Steward Wang and Ran Yue, he went back to his yard, closed his clothes, fell on the bed and began to sleep.

He was so tired, tense for days on end, and was always exhausted when he relaxed.

When he woke up, it was dusk, his eyes were open, he didn't really want to move, his head was dizzy, and he couldn't help but think of what Lin Sheng said.

Has he ever said he likes you.

Mo Ran opened his eyes wide, staring at a point in the void in a daze.

No.

He can categorically say that the master has never said he likes a shadow guard.

No, to be more precise, the master never said he liked anyone.

He used to always think about what the master would look like if one day he liked someone. At that time in the inn in Pingyao, he thought that it would be okay for the master to like a man, as long as he was willing, but until now, the master There is no sign of liking someone else.

But Lin Sheng suddenly asked him, did the master say he liked him?

Does that mean that what the master likes is...

Mo Ran's face turned red, and he pulled up the quilt with one hand to cover his face. In the darkness, his panting sound was amplified several times.

He told himself over and over again, don't think about it, don't think about it, the master is not something he can think about.

After a long time, after building up his mind, Mo Ran dawdled and got out of the quilt. He sat up, and a lot of fresh air poured into his lungs. After adjusting for a while, he put medicine on his shoulders. After changing into new clothes, he took advantage of the night and left the palace.

Before dawn, he came to a valley, "Is it here?"

The man shrank his neck and nodded. It was the man who held Xiao Yi'an hostage that night.

Mo Ran casually tossed him to the people behind him, stepped forward, and was about to perform lightness kung fu, when the people behind said: "Mr. Mo, let's go with you."

Mo Ran shook his head, without turning around, he said: "You guys are waiting here, one person ran out." His eyes were full of sternness, without much emotion, "Kill."

"Yes." The man nodded, watched Mo Ran's ups and downs, and then disappeared. He turned his head and confirmed with the people around him again, "Are the other exits guarded by good people?"

"Keep it well, don't worry, they can't escape."

Only then did the man feel relieved.

The red sun rose from the distant sky, and the red halo dyed a large area. There were corpses lying everywhere in the purple valley, and blood flowed all over the ground, which was commensurate with the sky.

Mo Ran carried a sword, and he fought all the way to the main hall of Zigu. The tip of the sword was slanted, and the blood continued to slide down. The sound of ticking was very clear in the empty hall.

Moran looked around, but there was no one.

He frowned almost imperceptibly, all the places in Purple Valley were washed by him with blood, except here, he didn't see the figure of the owner of Purple Valley.

This is the last place.

He picked up his steps, his body tensed up, the rows of candles swayed slightly, and the darts came through the air, almost passing by the ink-stained face.

so close.

With a ding, half of the dart was inserted into the pillar.

Mo Ran touched his face, but he didn't get scratched. He breathed a sigh of relief. The people in Zigu always carried poison with them. He had suffered a loss before. Fortunately, he flashed fast this time, otherwise the scratch would cause harm to his face. If he got blood, if he was poisoned again, he would be finished.

"come out."

Mo Ran looked around warily, his whole body was tense, his feet were slightly apart, and he was in a posture ready to fight at any time.

No one answered, let alone showed up.

There are just more and more darts and silver needles, like pear blossoms all over the sky, attacking Mo Ran overwhelmingly.

Mo Ran held up his sword to block it across, and his whole body was surrounded by a light halo, and all the darts and silver needles were blocked out with vigor, and they failed to touch him at all.

With a bang, all the hidden weapons fell to the ground with a clatter, and the man smiled and said, "Good internal strength."

Mo Ran held his sword horizontally, and he looked coldly at the middle-aged man who appeared from the darkness.The man was the owner of the Purple Valley, and had to leave the customs early because of Mo Ran's arrival.

This is what Mo Ran wanted. Zigu intervened in the affairs of the court several times, and his vitality had been seriously injured. In addition, their Gu master was still in retreat and did not ask about the affairs of the valley. Naturally, Mo Ran would not let go of such an excellent opportunity.

From then on in the woods outside Yongzhou City, he was injured by the second emissary of Zigu, and later in the back mountain of Pingyao, the two people who joined hands with Zigu and the Canyue Pavilion caused him to be severely injured. When he returned to Pingyao not long ago, a All kinds of killers on the road are indispensable to Zigu's efforts. The first killers they encountered, men in black with silver masks, were Zigu's killers.

He has no reason to let the person who is against his master and hurt him so many times continue to enjoy himself. He is used to revenge. Except for the master, the rest of the people who offend him will not feel better.

Even a power in the world like Zigu is no exception.

"Who are you? The owner of this valley doesn't remember any enmity with you." The man said lightly.

Such a man with deep internal strength is still so young, he doesn't want to turn against each other, he doesn't want to give himself an enemy, after all, he already has enough enemies in the world.

"you do not need to know."

Mo Ran bent his lips suddenly, his face was stained with blood from other people, his whole body was like a ghost, as if he came to the world to ask for his life.

"All you need to know is that I'm here to kill you."

The man's face changed in an instant, and before he could say anything, his servant in the valley ran in, but when he saw Mo Ran, he trembled in fright.

"Master Gu, let's go."

The man didn't know what happened in the valley, only the man in front of him broke into the hall with a sword.

"Yanzhong has almost been slaughtered by him."

The man stood there in a daze, then stared at the extremely young man in front of him.

It's been almost slaughtered by him.

No need to know who I am.

I'm here to kill you...

The man's eyes were red, as if his internal energy was out of control, it surged in an instant, his clothes scattered, and he swung his palm at Mo Ran with his upper body bare.

The servant couldn't stand this kind of internal force, before he had time to escape for his life, he was sent flying out by the internal shock.

The internal force circulated quietly for a week, Mo Ran raised his eyes, and his palms enlarged and enlarged again in the pupils, a fierce battle was inevitable.

Pingyao, thousands of miles away.

After Xiao Yichen once again cleaned up a wave of people from the capital, he was a little irritable. Except for the ones he brought, most of the people around him were a bit uncomfortable, especially when Mo Ran was not around.

He's not in a good mood recently, and other people are very discerning and don't bother him, but from time to time, people will come to him to give away heads, time and time again, so his anger is all on these people.

Sometimes he felt sorry for the prince, spent so much money and invited so many people, but failed once, he would say miserable when he saw it.

The prince must be upset like this, right?

He was half leaning against the window, tilting his head slightly, and the afterglow of the setting sun poured down. The situation in Pingyao has basically stabilized. According to the current treatment method, it is strictly controlled, and there are basically no major problems. The rest is left to the people. If Ning Dao did it, he would be heading back to Jinling in a short time.

He smiled casually, the afterglow was reflected in his eyes, he wanted to go back and take a look, the prince who was furious should be very interesting.

There are burning clouds in the sky, and the flames soaring into the sky behind.

Mo Ran threw the sword casually, and walked out of Zigu all the way. The officers and soldiers were still guarding there. Seeing him coming down, the leader couldn't help but greet him. When he got closer, he saw that his clothes were very torn, and a few bloodstains were hidden on the ground. Among them, he couldn't help worrying: "Mr. Mo, are you alright?"

Mo Ran shook his head, he said, "Let's go."

The leader kept silent, stared at his back for a long while, then sighed, took his men and followed.

The man who brought them here before was staring blankly at the flames soaring into the sky. The cries and the calls for help kept echoing in his head.

A very clear fact was presented in front of him.

Purple Valley... gone.

From today onwards, there is no longer Zigu in the rivers and lakes.