The sea was shining with silver light, like countless eyes.

Who was looking at me? Liu Shisui's face was a little pale.

The sword light broke out and drew a rainbow light in the night in front of the cliff, falling onto the sea, shattering those silver eyes.

However, after a moment, everything returned to its original state.

Liu Shisui took a deep breath, stopped thinking about this question, walked back to the room, sat at the table and started reading the file.

Life in Yuntai is actually not much different from life in Qingshan.

Most of his time he spent practicing swordsmanship, while the rest of his time was spent copying and sorting out relevant information about Bulao Lin.

He looked at various files and jade books quietly and concentrically.

Suddenly, his eyelashes blinked.

There are several transfer orders that do not show too many problems on the surface, but they are just very ordinary transfers and the levels involved are not too high, but he feels that it is not right.

The light of the night pearls sprinkled on the paper, making the ink characters look darker, like the night.

He raised his head and looked at the sea of ​​stars outside the window. After a moment of silence, he took out his pen and paper and started writing.

The words left on paper are very simple, and only he can understand the hidden rules themselves, and those are sorted out and analyzed.

He is no longer a child in the small mountain village back then. He is still innocent inside, but he has learned to hide himself and look at the world in more ways.

A few seemingly simple commands and related messages are combined into vague but complex patterns.

After half an hour, he analyzed that Bu Lao Lin should do something big in the near future, but what exactly is it?

This question took him a lot of time.

For the next day and night, he sat at the table, constantly flipping through the files, and analyzing them with strange characters.

When he is thirsty, he will drink some water, and when he is hungry, he will tell himself that he will go to the tavern to eat later.

When bloodshots began to appear in his eyes, he finally came to a preliminary conclusion.

He was unable to determine what the Western King Sun wanted to do for the time being, but he could confirm that his goal was to suppress the Demon Prison in Chaoge City.

What exactly does Bu Lao Lin want to do? Are they really colluding with the Underworld?

Liu Shisui picked up the paper full of words, crumpled it into ashes with both hands, got up and walked to the window, rubbed her face with the remaining heat of her palm, and felt a little more comfortable.

Outside the window is a new starry night, but it is no different from last night.

He wanted to pace, but he didn't dare.

He didn't know if the Western Kingsun sent someone to monitor him. More importantly, even if the Western Kingsun had already trusted him, he still felt that someone was watching him.

He was feeling a little anxious.

For this matter, he has devoted more than ten years of youth and endured endless infamy and danger.

What was even more painful was the inner struggle and entanglement, and he was tormenting every day and night.

He watched Bu Lao Lin kill people and do evil, and even though he knew in advance that Bu Lao Lin wanted to assassinate the target, he did not send any information to the outside world.

Last night he had made a decision and continued to lurk until he found the deepest hidden names and found evidence of the other party's collusion with the underworld.

But this time, Bu Lao Lin’s goal is to suppress the Demon Prison.

Do you have to keep waiting?

No, the human race cannot bear such danger, and the fact that Bu Lao Lin sets his target as the Demon Suppression Prison is equivalent to colluding with the Underworld. How can other evidence be needed?

Liu Shisui looked at the starry sea in the night, was silent for a long time, and said in her heart: "Then, that's all."

He walked to the stone wall, lifted the ban, took out the jade books and put them on the table.

Through certain details, he had already determined that these jade books could not be taken out of the room very early and had never made such an attempt.

He opened the jade book and began to read it for the last time.

The last name came into his mind. He closed the jade book, put it back to his original position, and walked towards the quiet room.

He didn't bring anything.

Breaking through the clouds and fog and falling on the island with roaring waves, Liu Shisai walked into the dilapidated Sea God Temple and came to Haizhou City through the tunnel.

He walked through the lively market with the crowd and walked into the restaurant.

Xiaohe prepared the meal and was waiting for him.

Liu Shisui said thank you, took the chopsticks and started eating, without saying anything throughout the process.

Xiaohe looked at him with a smile, her eyes were very calm, but her mood was very complicated.

She was sure that he had brought nothing out of the gimbal.

But why did she think he was here to say goodbye to her?

Are you going to leave like this, not even a cloud?

The food was quickly eaten clean. Liu Shisui sincerely thanked her, chatted with her several times, then got up and left.

Seeing him disappearing into the crowd, Xiaohe felt a little lost.

Unlike her imagination, Liu Shisui did not leave Haizhou City.

He returned to the dilapidated sea god temple through the tunnel, then returned to the gimbal through the formation in the night, and returned to the quiet room again.

He stood in front of the window and looked at Xingye, which was no different from last night. He rubbed his slightly bulging belly, and a smile appeared on his face, looking very relaxed and satisfied.

I don’t know if it’s because of the smell of Xiaohe, the taste of the food, or something else.

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Chaonan City is the capital of Nanhezhou and the most populous city in the south of Chaotian Continent. It is very close to the green mountains, so it gathers countless wealth.

It is naturally impossible for Baoshuju family to eat so much wealth. In fact, from ancient times to the present, Baoshuju's seats in this wealth feast are not too high.

The ones who truly grasped this wealth were more than ten families with close ties to Qingshan Jiufeng, one of which was named Gu.

The Gu family owns too many industries, so many of them sometimes don’t know that a certain shop belongs to them.

For example, the company in Xicheng specializes in selling seafood.

One morning, the shop sent a truck of sea fish to the old house of Gu's family, and one of the big fish was sent to the kitchen.

Strangely, the fish was not steamed, braised, and made raw stewed, but was delivered directly to the old man's dining table.

The old man took a small silver knife from the current patriarch, personally cut open the fish's belly, and took out a fist-sized pearl from it.

Feeling the faint spiritual energy contained in the pearl, the patriarch said unexpectedly: "Even if this energy bead is good, why are you so cautious?"

The old man's eyes were a little cloudy. He glanced at him indifferently and said, "How can you and I comment on the work of the immortal master? Hurry up and send it to the mountains."

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Three days later, a box from the south city was sent to the two Wangfeng Peaks.

Looking at the flower stick on the box, Gu Han's expression changed suddenly and informed Nanshan as quickly as possible.

The disciples of Liangwang Peak came here soon and opened the ban to seal the entrance of the cave.

Everyone's eyes fell on that box.

"This is the petition from my tribe, and the things were sent from the west."

Gu Han looked at Guo Nanshan and said, "You know what I mean."

He looked at the box through Nanshan and said, "But what does he mean?"

Gu Han said, "The beads are inside."

He was surprised and said, "How is this possible?"
Chapter completed!