Duanmu Yawang couldn't see how his face was. He only knew that his exposed hands were originally dry and shriveled. Now the skin folds are much less, and the skin and flesh complexion are much brighter.

Even the turbid and old eyes that were exposed were a lot clearer.

There was a trace of vicissitudes missing in his eyes.

Looking at this change, Duanmu Ya was astonished in her heart, and thought to herself: "My dear, there is no such thing as rejuvenation in this world, right?"

"What are you staring at me?"

The old man stared coldly at Duanmu Yawang, his eyes were full of discomfort.

"Ahem, no."

Duanmu Yawang naturally didn't dare to ridicule an old man who was not very familiar with that you have become younger, so he could only smile and say, "Grandpa, your injury should be healed, right?"

"No!"

The old man made a nasty voice.

Duanmu Yawang blinked, her face full of innocence: "Then grandfather, where are you feeling uncomfortable now, let me give you a pulse?"

"Need not!"

The old man refused without hesitation, and ordered: "You do your own business well, you don't need to take care of my business!"

Ah!

Duanmu Yawang sneered secretly, saying that you have the ability when you are injured!

Naturally, the old man didn't know what Duanmu Yawang was thinking, and seriously ate his own things.

Duanmu Yawang watched him eat, her eyes flashed, and she asked: "By the way, Grandpa, do you know how big Banyue Island is?"

"Ban Yue Dao?" The old man sneered, "Tell you, this place is called Ban Yue Dao?"

Duanmu Yawang frowned, "Isn't it?" The Lan family clearly told her that the trial ground they entered was Banyue Island!

The old man stared at her, his old eyes were full of ridicule: "Perhaps you have entered Banyue Island, but I tell you, this is definitely not Banyue Island."

"It's not Ban Yue Island, what is that?"

The old man took a bite of meat and chewed it carefully, as if he had no time to answer Duanmu Yawang's words.

After he finished a bite, Duanmu Yawang asked again, but he still didn't answer this time.

Duanmu Yawang understood that he didn't want to answer her question at all!

She took a deep breath and wanted to ask another question. The old man suddenly said: "I'll tell you the truth, you must have been thrown here."

throw?

Duanmu Yawang shook his head, "No, I entered Banyue Island through two phantom mirrors for trials, but I was looking for medicinal herbs, missed the time, and couldn't go back within the time set by Dabi."

"Is it?"

The old man faintly responded, but he didn't have much interest.

Duanmu Yawang always felt that he knew something, so he took out his life stone to show him, and told him the matter again, saying: "My life stone has lost its effect because it has exceeded time, so I can't go back. ."

"If you like to think so, do whatever you want."

After listening to her, the old man became even more disinterested. He continued to chew on his bones and drank the soup. For Duanmu Yawang's next question, he occasionally answered a few words indifferently.

After eating, the old man left, Duanmu Yawang thought deeply about what the old man said before.

Why did he say that someone threw her here?

Duan Muya looked at these words, and suddenly remembered that day when she went east to find herbs, she seemed to feel that an afternoon had been very long, and when she was about to get the life stone, it was dark all of a sudden.

And it was directly past midnight.

She only felt weird at the time, but she never thought of how weird.

Now that she thought about it, she couldn't help but think deeply, why did she feel that the sky was always on? Is this considered manipulation at all?

However, if it is manipulated by humans, then the opponent is also stronger, and can actually influence the darkness and brightness of the sky?

Also, she just came to Mo Daozong and didn't let her go. Naturally, she didn't have a big grievance with others. Why did the other party throw her here and not let her go back?

Duanmu Yawang thought about it a lot, and thought about all the people who might have enemies with him.

Zuo Zun, Shou Li, Feng Ying, Feng Tianfang...

However, the phantom mirror should be in the hands of Lord Mo, if you want to control the dawn and darkness of her side, you should need the phantom mirror to control...

Mengzhu Mo is a friend of the Lans. She gets along with him fairly well, and he has no reason to treat her like this.

Could it be... Zuo Zun?

Duanmu Yawang thought of this, and her heart jumped.

Zuo Zun has a very high status in Mo Daozong, and he has won the trust of the leader of Mo. If he wants to get the magic mirror, it is not difficult!

Is it Zuo Zun?

Duanmu Yawang couldn't figure it out. After Zuo Zun had saved Hall Master Huang, and when she was queuing in the school field, too much of her had obviously changed. How could he suddenly treat her like this?

Could it be that the kindness that Zuo Zun expressed before was deliberate?

Duanmu Yawang's brain was in a mess, and after thinking that the headache would not have worked, she fell asleep.

The next time, when eating with the old man, Duanmu Yawang asked about the same thing again. She put a piece of meat into the old man's bowl and said with a pleased smile: "Grandpa, you eat."

The old man stared at the meat in the bowl without opening his mouth.

"Grandpa, why don't you eat?"

The old man stared at her weirdly for a moment, and finally took a bite of the meat, "Just say if you have anything, don't behave indiscriminately here."

"Eh, yes!"

Duanmu Yawang deserved more doglegs, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, just tell me what the **** is this place!"

The old man's muddy eyes widened suddenly, "You are a boy, how do you talk like a girl? Isn't it disgusting?"

Duanmu Yawang then remembered his identity as a boy, realizing that he had tried too hard just now, and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, grandpa, you are all right, can't you tell me where exactly is this place?"

"You don't know what you said, what do you ask?"

The old man didn't pretend to be silent this time, but he still didn't want to say, "If you come here, then you will be safe. If you don't die, it's better to keep a life. If you know too much, I guess it will be suffocated."

After that, he ate the meat with big mouthfuls.

Duanmu Yawang has been exploring twice in a row but has not been able to detect it, and everyone is fainting. Moreover, she doesn't want anything that is easy to come, she must go back.

Masked old man: "Let's eat, what do you want to do with so many things?"

Duanmu Yawang stared at him: "Grandpa, you seem to be very open-minded. In fact, how long have you been here?"

The old man's eating action snapped, his eyes flashed with cold light, he stood up quickly, and the small bowl in his hand was suddenly thrown on the ground.

There were stones on the ground, and the basin was thin ceramic. When it fell like this, with a bang, it broke into several pieces immediately!

There was no temperature in his eyes, and he stared at her coldly: "Who allowed you to ask me about it?"