Unexpectedly, the second disciple replied directly: "According to the wheel marks on the grass blades on the mountain road, Junior Sister and the others have left the West Poison Peak two hours ago. Master, are you still chasing me?" Haven't Junior Sister already spotted you, Lao Wucai?

Do you have a habit of getting up? I'm afraid I can't even find a ghost now.

Walking back and forth, walking back and forth, the old man kept circling in the courtyard, blowing his beard and staring. Before he could say "Chase me", he saw another disciple running over panting.

With a panicked look on his face and sweat profusely on his forehead, he reported out of breath, "Master, it's bad... the West Poison Pavilion has been stolen!"

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Night falls quietly.

The disc-like silver moon hangs high in the sky, casting light and making the earth look more hazy and mysterious.

It's another... full moon night.

Everything is going according to Tang Jinse's plan.

She touched the three pills in her arms, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but raise, with a cunning taste. Although she and Ayu were moving separately, it was a little "inconvenient" for her tonight, but thinking of the reaction of an old man in Xidumen,

She then... suddenly became enlightened.

The evening breeze was slightly cool, and there was a moist smell in the air.

Tang Jinse was alone by the pond. Her face was abnormally white, and now it was almost transparent under the moonlight, as if she would be transformed by the moonlight at any time.

She stretched out her hand and gently touched the red silk covering her eyes. She sighed softly. Even though her eyes were dark, she still raised her head as if looking at the moon.

Why are you round again?

It has been fifteen years, and maybe I should get used to it, but at this moment, it is still difficult to move in the wild mountains.

Two inches of red satin bound her eyes, and as the evening breeze danced behind her head, her slender body inevitably looked a bit thin.

The moonlight infects the pool, making it desolate.

"Girl, are you admiring the moonlight over the pond?"

A magnetic male voice suddenly sounded, but the soft tone was so harmonious with the tranquility.

Facing the sudden stranger, Tang Jinse did not show any panic. Instead, he calmly asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?" He was able to approach her quietly. Was it because she was too devoted? Or was it because of his inner strength?

Unpredictable?

A moment of silence.

The man's joyful laughter radiated from his chest, sounding like a clear stream flowing through the mountain stream. "I should have asked the girl this question."

The night is quiet, the water is gentle, and the woods are rustling.

Tang Jinse, who is dressed in white, has a pale face, but her eyes are still covered with blood-like satin. Red and white are flying in and out, shrouded in moonlight, looking like a fairy but not an immortal, like a demon but not a demon, and everything is weird.

She was stunned for a moment, then smiled knowingly, "Don't worry, I'm still a human being."

"Then please don't worry about me, girl." The pleasant voice came to mind again, and the man looked up at the moon, "Can you tell me now whether you are admiring the moon?"

"yes."

Tang Jinse didn't show any pretense and answered in a gentle tone, as if he was sighing.

She raised her head again, as if looking at the moon, even though all she saw was darkness.

"The direction is wrong, the moon is behind the girl."

"..."

Tang Jinse coughed a few times, said thank you and turned around.

However, the moment she turned around, she ran into the arms of a man, with a strong and muscular chest, a touch of ambergris and body temperature, and a soft and warm breath, exuding an inexplicable attraction.

Such a "genuine" intimate contact with the opposite sex made her cheeks heat up slightly, but at the next moment, she frowned, the heat dissipated, and said with an extremely certain tone: "You are injured."

As the last note fell, the night returned to its original quietness and tranquility.

There was a trace of strange waves in the air, and time stood still, as if something was about to happen.
Chapter completed!