Always one step behind...it doesn't feel good...

 Xing Mo rubbed his chin and murmured softly:

 "I can try using fate and create some coincidences to see if I can lure him out."

 "I'm afraid it's difficult," Aurora said beside her. "If that guy grasps the truth, fate will have a hard time restraining him."

 "That's true, but if we're always one step behind him, we'll be led by the nose," Xingmo muttered. "We have to think of a way to try."

 She looked at Vivian sniffing around in the house and said:

 "So what exactly is our little dragon girl doing?"

 "She said she was feeling it," Alice spread her hands. "I don't know what it is."

 Uh... feeling it? Are my animal instincts showing?

 Looking at Vivian's serious search, Xing Mo felt a little embarrassed.

 But at this moment, Vivian suddenly raised her head and murmured in a low voice:

 "found it!"

 "Found what?" Alice asked immediately.

 "trace!"

 Vivian suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched somewhere in the air—

 "Om-"

 She held a ball of ice flame in her hand, with cracks in the shape of glass appearing on it.

 "Is this the ice flame left by the ancient dragon hunter?" Alice murmured.

 "I knew something was left behind! I finally found it!" Vivian was delighted. "Little Tree! Quick! Use this as a medium!"

 "Good puppy."

 Aurora puffed out her cheeks, and a branch stretched out from the void, taking the icy flame that Vivian handed over.

 She concentrated her mind slightly, and the power of the confused country appeared around her in an extremely restrained manner, turning into a faint black gas.

 "Just as the Ice Flame destroyed those traces, the Lost Realm, which controls the memory of life, can restore them," Aurora murmured softly. "However, I guess we can only restore part of it, but it will be enough."

 After saying that, she waved her hand, and the black aura instantly swallowed up the ice flame, and then suddenly bloomed -

 "Buzzing—"

 In an instant, the ice-blue light faded like a tide, and the traces destroyed by the ice flames were repaired bit by bit, piecing together a simple house.

 A man in a black suit stood by the wall, on which hung pictures, connected with red ropes.

 He waved his hand, and the ice flame transformed into a silver blade, stabbing fiercely at a face in the photo—

 ——Wanzhe’s face.

 Below Wanzhe's photo, a red line connected Lin Kemu, then to Lin Yu, and then to countless different faces.

 Those were the people who were hunted and killed by the ancient dragon within half a year.

 "You will watch the inevitable slaughter approach you, live in fear for the rest of your life, and then die."

 Gu Longshou murmured softly, his eyes fixed on the photo in the center.

 That is the intersection of countless red ropes, the last photo, and the center of everything.

 And the face in the photo is the governor of Danzhou!

 Left hall!

 ""

 After the black light faded, Xing Mo took two steps back and his face became much more solemn.

 "The last target of Gu Longshou is Zuo Shangtang, the governor of Danzhou!" Vivian took a breath.

 "Isn't it unexpected?" Xing Mo whispered.

 "We must protect him immediately!" Alice said. "He's the one who signed the contract with us. If he dies, we won't be able to obtain any information about the Haishangyun."

 "Don't worry."

 Xingmo reached out to stop him.

 An idea popped into her mind, an idea that had just taken shape.

 "Maybe..." Xing Mo whispered, "We can use this as a trap."

 This was the first time they had the upper hand over Gu Longshou and learned his next move.

 If this is the starting point...

 "Ambush him." Xingmo smiled.

Chapter 396: Can Also Overturn the Boat (Part.3) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

 No matter how bad Danzhou is, the safety of the prefect can still be guaranteed.

 At least the garden where Danzhou Prefecture is located is patrolled by guards and protected by a large number of mystical protective measures.

 Not to mention the protectors who linger in the shadows.

 If Gu Longshou could walk into Danzhou Prefecture through the main gate and kill Zuo Shangtang, he would be invincible.

 Moreover, from what Gu Longshou said, Xing Mo speculated that his motive was not simply to kill.

 Instead, they tortured their victims and left them to die in agony.

 "...you will watch the inevitable slaughter approaching, live in fear for the rest of your life, and then die..."

 Recalling the guy's mental state when he last met Zuo Shangtang, Xingmo felt that Gu Longshou had achieved his goal.

 The Danzhou prefect looked so devastated, it was truly pitiful.

 How great a blood feud could it be that would make an ancient dragon kill its enemy in such a torturous way?

 From the irrelevant people in the corners... to the boss... and then to the boss's boss... this network of relationships began to be destroyed from the edges. The people at the center of the network were like trapped people standing in the center of a fire, watching the flames burn towards them little by little.

 Until the truth about the Ice Dragon family is revealed, perhaps no one will know the source of this blood feud.

 But for now, this is an excellent opportunity to capture the ancient dragon hunter.

 Now that we know who the target is, the next step is to figure out the right timing.

 ""

 Vivian and Alice went to Danzhou Mansion. They wanted to place some spies there to ensure that the ancient dragon hunters would not really attack from the front.

 At the same time, Xingmo and Aurora visited the community and asked about the tall young man living in Building 307.

 "That young man?" an old man looked up. "He's quite honest... Last time, when my family replaced the sofa, the workers downstairs couldn't move it up, so he volunteered to help. When I gave him a bag of eggs before leaving, he refused to take them. He's quite honest... Is he okay? This fire was pretty serious."

 "That brother is such a nice guy..." a little girl said, sucking on a lollipop under the awning. "Every time he comes home, he buys me candy and says... I'm as cute as his sister."

 "The guy from Room 307? Wow, that guy is really nice," the woman in the mahjong parlor gave him a thumbs-up. "He's very clean and always takes the initiative to clean the hallway. He never complains. A few times I brought him some food, but he refused, saying he couldn't eat that much. Sigh... He doesn't seem to be home lately. I hope the fire didn't burn him."

 ""

 After visiting a long circle, Xingmo was very surprised by the result.

 According to the residents, the tall young man living in 307 seems to be a helpful gentleman with elegant conversation and often helps people in the community.

 As for the fire, no one seemed to suspect that he was responsible. Instead, everyone was worried about whether he would be affected.

 If they knew that their next-door neighbor was a ferocious ancient dragon

 , hundreds of people were massacred in half a year, what would they think?

 While standing under the awning to avoid the rain, Xingmo raised her head and looked at the gray sky.

 "I think of the mentor," she whispered.

 Such a kind person, under the influence of various factors, gradually slid into the abyss and turned into a demon.

 But the devil still remembers that he was once an angel, and still passes on the only warmth on his wings to the world while killing.

 Looking at Xingmo's pensive look, Aurora poked her waist.

 When Xingmo lowered her head, Aurora opened her mouth and pointed inside.

 "Oh, you are hungry." Xingmo smiled.

 When you are overwhelmed with emotions, having a meal is indeed the fastest way to solve the problem.

 In the roast duck restaurant at the entrance of the community, Xingmo was demonstrating to Aurora how to eat Peking duck:

 "Spread the dough on your palm, then pick up two pieces of duck meat and dip them in the roast duck sauce."

 "Next, add the chopped green onions and cucumber, and then wrap the dough."

 "Okay."

 Xingmo reached out and handed the wrapped Peking duck to Aurora.

 The little fellow opened his mouth and let out a "woof," his cheeks flushing.

 "This way of eating really makes me happy." She covered her cheeks, looking shy.

 "Come on, try to make one yourself." Xing Mo chuckled.

 So, the two of them started wrapping Peking duck.

 It was still raining outside the shop, and the raindrops hit the shed, making a pleasant sound of raindrops hitting the shed, accompanied by a slightly damp and cold breath.

 The noise of the streets, the splash of water in puddles caused by wellies, the lively conversation in the restaurant.

 This atmosphere made Xingmo feel relaxed and happy.

 "The atmosphere on a rainy day is so comfortable..." she couldn't help but sigh.

 "Yeah, I think so too."

 A sudden voice sounded beside her, startling Xingmo.

 She turned around and saw that the girl with white hair and red eyes had sat next to her.

 "Miss Perlis...?" Xingmo opened her mouth slightly.

 "Long time no see," Perlis smiled, "Give me a pair of gloves, I want to eat too!"

 Is it really reasonable to encounter gods descending to earth on a rainy day?

 Xingmo quickly took out a pair of gloves and gave them to Perlis, while Perlis raised her head and looked at Aurora who had a dazed look on her face opposite her.

 "Aren't you going to say hello to your sister?" Perlis tilted her head slightly.

 Aurora's expression gradually changed from shock to anger, and then she puffed out her cheeks slightly and tossed her head.

 "Do not hit!"

 How come you Hafgards all act so cute...Xingmo complained in her heart but didn't say anything else.

 And Perlis blinked at Aurora:

 "Angry?"

 "Are you trying your best again?" Aurora said angrily. "Did you think we didn't see it? It's raining in Akashina Town!"

 "Ah, you saw all this..." Perlis stuck out her tongue.

 Aurora looked at Perlis's nonchalant expression angrily, and her tone softened after a while.

 "It hurts, right? Being torn apart by the power of the red moon." she muttered.

 "It doesn't hurt that much," Perlis shook her head. "It hurts just a little bit."

 "It must hurt!" Aurora was angry.

 Facing her sister's angry look, Perlis smiled faintly.

 "What we fear is never the pain, but the price that pain exacts from us," she whispered. "It's death, it's separation, it's no longer being able to walk with the one we love, to see every flower and tree in the world, to look up at every rain."

 Her voice was as calming as flowing water, gradually soothing the anger on Aurora's face.

 Yes, why did my sister work so hard? It was all for her.

 But this was also what made Aurora angry - she didn't like others to sacrifice too much for her, let alone to the point of risking their lives.

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