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"War is coming soon."

Shen's hands froze, he stood up and asked, "How did you know?"

The little purple yordle smiled mysteriously and took a sip from the teacup. With the sun on his shoulders, he said, "I have some special friends."

Shen tried hard not to roll his eyes—that would be disrespectful to the Furious Heart, who was a living fossil of the Equilibrium Cult no matter what. But the young man couldn't hold his breath after all, he still muttered: "The things that are chasing wind and shadow in the spiritual realm can't be regarded as true..."

Kenan's slow voice came from the side, accompanied by the sound of him drinking tea, showing that he didn't care about the war at all: "Sometimes, the creatures in the spiritual realm are indeed overly nervous. For example, the big blue man a few days ago. When they appeared they were half scared, saying they saw a cold golden sun watching them."

The yordle shrugged, put down the teacup, and poured himself another cup: "Such a clear image usually doesn't appear in the spiritual realm, but this matter is indeed worth studying... Well, my skills in making tea It's getting better."

As he spoke, he forgot what he had said before, but Shen did not. Humans lack the perpetually naive mentality of yordle people—even Kennan is not immune to this, and eternal life brings a mentality that never changes.

Shen asked, "What is the war you're talking about?"

"Noxian, I thought you should know about this, Twilight Eye. Can't you see the strangers roaming the streets with weapons around their waists?"

"So, how should the sect respond?"

Shen automatically filtered out Kenan's sarcasm, and after these days of getting along, he had already learned to ignore it. Mentioning this, Kennan's expression also became serious, not as leisurely as before.

He said, "It's up to you, Twilight Eye. The Eye decides the direction, the Fist takes action, and as for my useless Heart...I can only do it for you young people. People are taking care of it."

Speaking of this, Shen had a headache: "But 'Fist' is not in the sect now..."

"She has her own thoughts, and Quan is always outside of us, which is a good thing." Kenan said meaningfully, he tapped the table lightly, and a small tree emerged from the soil behind him. It grew, and in just a few seconds, it grew into a tree big enough for him to lean on and enjoy the shade.

"Where should I go to find her?" Shen asked.

"That's your problem, young Twilight Eye." Kenan yawned.

He stepped back and leaned against a tree trunk. Pulling down his hood to cover his eyes, Shen shook his head helplessly.

However, it doesn't matter.

I'll find it myself.

Purple light lit up in his eyes again. This mysterious and mysterious ability was inherited from the eyes of twilight in the past. After they died, their own 'qi' would not disappear, but would remain in the spiritual realm. Just waiting for the next person who really understands the way of balance to appear.

However, although Shen has almost fully mastered the power of the Twilight Eye, he still can't say that he has fully mastered the way of balance - in his eyes, there are too many places in the balance... it seems to be unbalanced.

The world changed before his eyes, and the real plants and trees were obscured by monotonous lines and a touch of blue. Some strange creatures were moving around in this peaceful courtyard, and when they saw Shen, they all hid. Shen's spirit body began to roam the spiritual realm.

It's a very unique experience, unique enough to even be willing to get lost in. However, Shen came with a goal.

He aroused the qi in his body, those ancient and vibrant energy slowly condensed in his palm, and a towering giant tree that came from nowhere appeared in front of him like a fog.

Shen put his palm on the old bark, closed his eyes, and saw the scene on the other side of Ionia, thousands of miles away.

It was a small town, quiet and ancient. Just like any other Ionian town, nothing special. Shen continued to communicate deeply with the tree, and that thick, gentle will answered his request. He saw more.

Shadow Fist... Ume.

She is working in the field.

The power of time has not yet manifested in her, and she is still the beautiful appearance in Shen's memory. Bai Chuan's arm, who used to be a murder weapon, is now holding a hoe, and he has some doubts: Fist of Shadows... is farming?

He opened his eyes and withdrew from the spiritual realm, not forgetting to say goodbye to the tree. The other party reluctantly asked him to be more angry next time, Shen smiled helplessly, and then returned to the real world.

Unsurprisingly, Kenan was already asleep—but Shen knew very well that he wasn't really asleep.

"I found her trail."

Sure enough, Kenan immediately lifted his hood and opened his eyes: "Where?"

"Perol."

Kenan frowned deeply: "Where did she go?"

Pelor is an island in the far west of Ionia. The people who live on it are the old school of the old school, and most have never been out of the island in their entire lives. Basically isolated, even the Ionians thought they were too old-fashioned.

"There is another discovery, she is plowing the land, and her movements are very skilled." Shen said.

Kenan glanced at him, blinked, and his small body bent forward. He clearly wanted to act as a deterrent, but he looked a little cute because of his height, but he himself didn't realize it: "Are you kidding me?"

Shen spread his hands: "Do you think I'm joking?"

He tried hard to suppress his urge to laugh out loud, so as not to be electrocuted again, and because of this, there was a little trembling in his voice. Kenan gave him a suspicious look, then stood up. He stretched out his claws, and the fluff on it stood up, and a purple electric current flashed.

But in an instant, Kenan disappeared. Only his words remained in the courtyard: "...I'll go first."

Shen shook his head, and he raised the index and middle fingers of his right hand and placed them on his chest. The purple air condensed under his feet, and after a while, he also disappeared in place.

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"Meimu! You're back!"

A childish voice sounded, and Mei Mu quickly lowered her head to avoid the attack behind her. A girl with a single ponytail jumped and fell on the ground. But she didn't care about it, and quickly got up again, looking at Mei Mu with a smile.

"How was your day, Akali?"

Meimu asked while closing the door and putting down his hoe.

"Very well, I killed a wild boar behind the mountain. I also told the village chief, but he didn't believe me." Speaking of which, Akali looked a little aggrieved: "Why doesn't he believe me?"

Mei Mu smiled softly, if Kenan was here, he would probably scream out loud - such an expression would never appear on Mei Mu.

She picked up Akali and said softly, "Because you're still a child, Akali. How could they believe that a child could hunt a wild boar?"

"But I really caught it!"

"Oh? How did you hunt?"

"Use the hook you taught me, but it doesn't work very well..."

Meimu smiled and scratched her daughter's nose, and she simply sat on the stone bench in the yard: "The hook is used to kill people, Akali. Of course, it will be inconvenient for you to use it to hunt wild boars."

"But I don't want to kill, mother."

Akali called out to her mother in a rare way, which made May-mu a little stunned. But she concealed it very well. Years of shadow fist career have made her accustomed to concealing her true emotions.

She said, "Neither would I, Akali. But sometimes, we have to..."

"But I don't want to! Why kill people? Everyone is a good person, who would want to kill them?"

Meimu's throat was a little dry, the innocence of children is something adults can never have again, and because of this, when they show it, adults can't bear it.

"...Let's talk about this later, okay? Go inside now, and I'll cook for you. Did you bring flowers to Daddy today?"

She stood up, put down her daughter in her arms, pushed open the door of the back room and walked in.

"Bring it!" Akali said loudly, "I brought him the flowers found in the back mountain. There are red, yellow, and purple. But I didn't see the white ones, which is strange."

The child's emotions came and went quickly, and she quickly ran to her room and played with the puppets that Meimu made for her. And Meimu went to the kitchen, started the fire, and prepared to cook.

Tano, Akali has been eight summers, have you seen it?

She said in her heart as she washed rice absently.

I don't want our daughter to inherit my career, that would be too cruel to her. Endless killing and death... She deserves a better future.

Putting a peeled potato on the chopping board, she was about to cut vegetables when a familiar voice sounded from the door: "You actually learned to cook, Meimu. It's a miracle, tsk tsk tsk."

She sighed indistinctly, and when she turned her head back, the expression on her face had changed to the neatness unique to Shadow Fist: "Tell me, what mission."

The diminutive yordle stepped over the threshold of her kitchen and wandered the kitchen with his hands behind his back. His eyes swept over the sausages and bacon hanging from the beams, as well as things like smoked fish and corn, and then looked at the rice bowl in the corner. There is a sound in the mouth.

When Meimu's eyes became more and more bad, he said: "The task is not given by me, Meimu. You should know this, the task is always issued by the Twilight Eye."

"It's not worth letting my scythe be stained with blood. He has gone astray too deeply." Meimu refused, she said firmly: "As long as he is still the eye of twilight, I will not return to the sect for a day. ."

At this moment, the purple light lit up from the soles of Kenan's feet, and Mei Mu picked up the kitchen knife without hesitation. She knew what it was: a stunt handed down from generation to generation by the Eyes of Twilight, the secret meaning, mercy, and the ability to teleport over long distances. With the improvement of the strength of the Twilight Eyes, they can even let their bodies go anywhere in an instant according to their minds.

But as the purple light went out, the person who appeared was not a bitter talker, but a young man who was both unfamiliar and familiar. He has black hair and a mask on his face, revealing only two piercing eyes. Seeing Meimu holding a kitchen knife, he took a step back carefully, and then bowed very seriously.

"Sorry to bother you...I wonder if you still remember me? I'm Shen, the son of Master Kushuo."

Meimu recalled a little boy in his mind, and that image gradually overlapped with the young man in front of him who was bowing as soon as he came. Meimu put down the kitchen knife and said in a more relaxed tone: "What? You want to understand and abdicate? Are you the new Twilight Eye now?"

Shen nodded: "I am indeed the new Eye of Twilight, but it is not my father who has stepped in. He has been dead for a long time."

"died?!"

Meimu looked extremely shocked, and Shen continued: "Yes, he has gone astray too deeply, and his deviation from the path of equilibrium is almost irreversible. Fortunately, a strange traveler has taken action, otherwise his father's Glory may be destroyed by his own hands."

"traveller?"

"We can talk about him later, Meimu." Kainan interjected, he patted the dust on his body caused by Shen's unskilled compassion to save the soul, and said, "The most important thing now is your return. "

Mei Mu looked at Kenan, then at Shen, and pointed to the door. Shen sighed, and just as he was about to apologize for the presumptuous interruption between himself and Kenan and then leave, he heard Meimu say, "Wait outside, don't scare my daughter, especially you, Kenan."

The yordle shook his ears innocently: "What are you talking about, Meimu, how could I scare children?"

Meimu's faint voice came from behind them, accompanied by the sound of the kitchen knife colliding with the chopping board: "I remember you hate spicy food, right?"

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Kenan did not bully Akali, to be precise, he was the one who was bullied by Akali.

The little girl grinned and lay on top of him, rubbing his tactile, furry face with both hands. By the way, he tugged at the pair of ears, and the yordle sat helplessly on the chair, letting her do what she did.

He had already made several 'Come and help me' pleas for help to Shen, who was sitting beside him, but the latter sat up straight, looking at his nose and heart, like an old monk in meditation.

Meimu brought two dishes, one was stewed beef brisket with potatoes and the other was scrambled eggs with tomatoes. They are all common home-cooked dishes in Ionia, but there are only two bowls full of rice and two pairs of chopsticks in her arms.

Seeing this, Kenan's eyes widened, and he asked, "What about ours?"

"Without your share - oh, Shen can add a bowl of rice by himself, but you can't."

Kenan said aggrievedly: "How did I provoke you?"

"You didn't mess with me - Akali, get off him! This guy doesn't like to take a bath, and he is covered with bugs you can't see. Be careful that you will be bitten all over by those bugs when you sleep at night!" Meimu put down the meal, He pulled Akali from Kenan's body and put it aside.

Yordel's angry voice spread throughout the yard: "I have a bath every day! You only have bugs on your body! And you, Shen, where are you going?!"

Shen, who had left his seat lightly, froze when he heard his words. As if nothing had happened, he continued to walk to the kitchen and replied, "I'm going to have dinner, Master Kenan."

"Give me a bowl too!"

Meimu didn't even need to speak, she just coughed and Shen knew what to do.

After a moment.

Kainan held his hands together. He watched the three people eat those dishes that smelled delicious and looked delicious. He couldn't help but say, "Can't I just take one bite? Just one bite?"

"Not even half a mouthful."

"Why are you so ruthless?"

"You know it yourself."

The yordle let out a vexed cry, and disappeared in the thunder. Seeing this, Shen Xin speeded up the speed of his dishes with satisfaction - who said that Mei Mu couldn't cook? No one seems to say that.

It didn't take long for Akali to put down her tableware. She eats cleanly, and this little girl eats very well and is very polite. After she finished eating, she looked at her mother and asked, "Am I leaving?"

Shen glanced at her in surprise. For her age, the child knew a bit more.

Meimu nodded: "Go wash your dishes, Akali, and then you can go out to play. Remember to come back before dark, or you won't want to go out tomorrow."

"Okay, mother!" Akali, who got permission, ran faster than anyone else and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Shen swallowed the food in his mouth, coughed, put down his chopsticks and bowl, and said solemnly, "Master Meimu, I'm here to tell you something important."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Noxus is about to invade."

"Whose news?"

"Master Kenan."

Meimu snorted coldly, and she said, "Then, this news is true. Although that rat still likes to play tricks, at least it can be trusted as an intelligence source."

Shen nodded: "I think so too, please come out."

"The question is, what do you want me to do out of the mountains, Shen?"

Meimu also put down the tableware, she folded her arms and asked.

"Stop the coming atrocities of the Noxians," Shen replied without hesitation.

"Interesting, you are much more interesting than your father." Meimu said with a smile, with the corners of her mouth curved. In the next second, this short smile turned into a gloomy expression: "It's nothing more than killing again... Okay, how much, where, when."

"This......"

Shen Yi was stunned, the belly draft he had originally typed seemed completely useless at this time, and Mei Mu's so easy agreement surprised him a little. He stroked the back of his head awkwardly and said, "...We don't know that yet."

Plum stared at him dimly, Shen had never felt so embarrassed in his life so far. He turned his head slightly, avoiding the sharp eyes of Meimei. Then said.

"Did you agree?"