Zhong Qishan's eyes flickered: "This, Busan mentioned it."

"Oh, isn't it?" I only believed him when he was mentally retarded!

"Miss Duanmu, Zhong really didn't lie to you, what I said is true!" Zhong Qishan said bitterly: "Miss Duanmu, Zhong swears, I have really said what I can say."

"I have said what can be said, but haven't I said what can't be said?"

Zhong Qishan choked.

"Sect Master Zhong, since you are so insincere, then I don't think I need to waste time here with you. When you really figure it out, you can talk to me again."

After Duanmu Yawang finished speaking, he left without looking back, no matter what Zhong Qishan called, he never looked back.

After they left, Zhong Qishan's subordinates walked back to the room and said anxiously: "Sect Master, why did Miss Duanmu leave? It will be midnight in a while, if you get sick..."

Zhong Qishan didn't know what he was thinking, he changed his good temper when he was waiting for Duanmu Yawang, his face was full of viciousness: "Don't mention her, take advantage of the fact that I haven't gotten sick yet, now hurry up and clean up, let's get out of here!"

"what?"

His men were dumbfounded, "But..."

"Stop talking nonsense, why don't you go and clean it up?"

"Yes."

So, just as Duanmu Yawang returned to the room, Luo Jiuchen found her and said that Zhong Qishan had left suddenly.

"What? He's gone?"

"Yes." Luo Jiuchen twisted his eyebrows, "Deyin, this doesn't match his previous performance. Before, he was afraid of death and was afraid of getting the name of the medicine. Why did he leave at midnight?"

Duanmu Ya curled her eyebrows and thought, but said nothing.

Because she couldn't think of it either.

Zhong Qishan's move was beyond her expectation.

Yin Huiyin thought of a possibility: "Xiao Yawang, will he be holding Joe? Knowing that we want to know the news from his mouth, and then deliberately leave, let us keep him?"

"It's not like."

Duanmu Yawang shook his head and said in denial: "I think he seems to have a way out from beginning to end."

"what?"

Little Bailu was dumbfounded, "If he has a back road from start to finish, he shouldn't be too scared. Why does he still behave like this?"

Duanmu Yawang's mind was turning quickly, and suddenly a flash of light flashed, "If the secret of Wangzhijie is told, the consequences are probably more terrible than death. Since Wangzhijie can save the dead, will he repeat his tricks? , Go back again to ask for help from Wuzhijie?"

Luo Jiuchen's face is solemn: "This possibility is not without it."

Duanmuya asked anxiously: "Their people are gone?"

"Yes, just left."

Duanmu Ya looked at him, and her figure disappeared in the room in an instant.

When Luo Jiuchen took a look, they hurriedly followed her breath.

In a flash, they went to the street in front of the gate of Luochenfang.

It was midnight and there were only faint lights on both sides of the street, and the street was dark. Whether you look up West Street or down East Street, you have never seen a passerby.

"Didn't you just leave, why didn't you see anyone?"

Duanmu Yawang and the others looked from left to right, but there was no one in sight. Little Bailu frowned and said, "Besides, I can't feel the breath anymore. Isn't this running too fast?"

Duanmu Yawang: "A few of Zhong Qishan's subordinates are of average strength. In such a short period of time, it is logically impossible to run too far, and it is impossible to completely dissipate the breath."

However, there is no breath left for a certain year now.

In other words, the opponent is estimated to have a master to help.

Luo Jiuchen and Yin Huiyin obviously thought of this too, and Luo Jiuchen's expression became solemn, "Deyin, thinking about it now, this Zhongqishan came weirdly and went weirdly, will it come from beginning to end? What purpose do we have in Falling Dust?"

Duanmu Yawang shook his head.

She knows nothing.

However, if Zhong Qishan really has any purpose this time, is it for himself or Luo Jiuchen?

It shouldn't be her, right?

She left suddenly this time. After meeting Yin Huiyin, she decided to come back. Just after she came back, only Luo Jiuchen knew that Zhong Qishan couldn't target her, made herself sick, and came to the door for help, right?

To rule out the possibility of oneself is to fall into the dust.

But is there anything in Luo Jiuchen that Zhong Qishan and the master behind him covet?

"Eh, that's all."

Luo Jiuchen rubbed his forehead and looked at the people: "It's not too early, shall we all go back to rest? This matter, I will find a friend here and ask them to look it up."

"Um."

Now it seems that this is the only way to go.

The group of people went back to rest.

Because Duanmu Yawang didn't study the sputum of Zhongqishan anymore, and the room was not ugly, Xiao Bailu and Huo Fei went back to Duanmu Yawang's room to sleep. Xiao Bailu's cheeks were bulging on the way back.

And it's bloated.

Huo Fei glanced at him and poked his cheek with his finger.

"Fei Fei, don't tease Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye is annoying!"

Huo Fei reached out and hugged him, put him on the bed, and took off his shoes. "Borrowing?"

"My little master can't be mad! Zhong Qishan's sickness is so nauseous, and the master has been studying the matter without sleep for a few days, but in the end he hasn't detected anything. The master has spent time in vain!"

Huo Fei listened and glanced at Duanmu Yawang.

Normally, when the two talked, Duanmu Yawang must have interrupted. Now she had a cup of tea and sat at the table, not knowing what she was thinking.

Huo Fei talked little, but was very smart, knowing that Duanmu Yawang was thinking about Zhong Qishan's sudden departure.

He didn't have a clue, so he didn't bother her, let Xiao Bailu go to bed first, while he sat on one side and practiced quietly.

That night, Duanmu Yawang sat alone until midnight before lying down frowning.

Lying down but never sleepy, a lot of speculations flashed through my mind, and then stayed up all night, knowing that the sky was slightly cool, and I closed my eyes and fell asleep over exhaustion.

When she woke up, it was already noon.

Duanmu Yawang had a meal with Huo Fei Xiao Bailu and Yin Huiyin Luo Jiuchen. Luo Jiuchen saw the blackness of her eyes and asked, "Deyin, did you sleep well last night?"

"Um."

Duanmu Yawang responded, her whole person a little listless.

"Deyin, don't be like this." Yin Huiyin reached out and patted her on the shoulder, soothing: "Zhong Qishan played us once, next time we see him again, I want him to regret coming to this world!"

"Who thinks about him."

Duan Mu Yawang added a vegetable leaf and put it in his mouth to chew, "He has a fate, and it is not easy to want to go. I am just an expert behind him, and if we can't get the news we want from him, Well, your business will really have to wait for almost another year."

One year, she couldn't bear it just thinking about it.

Yin Huiyin is her friend, and she hopes that he can take off his cloak and be like all normal people, being able to face everyone and the sun directly.

He is such a good person, he shouldn't have been living in the dark.