Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years

Mu Yun's words caused a flash of surprise to appear on Lu Xuan's face, but it quickly returned to normal.

Very good, this way, the task assigned to him by the Division Master can be considered completed.

Because, the Division Master only sent him to investigate the identity of this Calamity-class eerie(eerie: 诡异).

If it is Princess Xingyue, then after I deal with this ghost thing, I will also have to go to Mingxin Mansion and deal with that Wen family.

"Yes!"

"Division Master Mu, you can leave first."

"This place will be taken care of by this Division Master, you go back and gather all the Xuanbird Guards, and prepare to handle the aftermath."

As soon as Lu Xuan finished speaking, a scorching aura instantly rose around him.

It could be seen that the Yuan Shen(Yuan Shen: primordial spirit) power within him was surging, and a vast power roared out from Lu Xuan's body, causing the surrounding air to vibrate.

Looking around, the entire Haoran Mansion city was silent, without a trace of human vitality.

From the moment Lu Xuan stepped into this mansion city, he had already anticipated it.

The entire mansion city had already been completely infiltrated by the Yin Han(Yin Han: cold and gloomy), decadent Nether power of the Ghost Realm.

Every inch of land, every building, exuded a terrifying aura, and had obviously become part of the Ghost Realm.

Those dense, endless black ghost shadows that appeared just now.

Lu Xuan was very clear in his heart that these terrifying ghost shadows were all living human beings not long ago.

They were twisted into strange ghost things by the Yin Ming(Yin Ming: dark and obscure) power of this Ghost Realm.

Alas!

This was the first time Lu Xuan had encountered such a tragic event, this was an entire city of people.

Now that things have come to this, Lu Xuan is unable to turn the tide, and can only solve this thing as soon as possible.

Just then, the void around Lu Xuan and Mu Yun underwent a bizarre change without warning.

It could be seen that everything around them began to blur slowly, falling into a strange state.

Whether it was the towering human buildings, or the solid earth.

Even the seemingly empty void, slowly emerged with dynamic illusory images.

These afterimage pictures were like being outlined by the brush of time, with some truth and mystery.

Each frame of the picture was slowly flowing, lifelike, and vivid.

It was as if someone's sealed memories were being released without reservation at this moment.

In the next moment, countless pictures showed the figures of two women at the same time.

Their faces were clearly discernible, and even their conversations were transmitted to Lu Xuan's ears without any hindrance.

And one of the women in the picture was the ghastly pale face that was hanging high above the sky at this moment.

Suddenly, a soft and melodious female voice, like a clear spring in the mountains, sounded leisurely.

In the slowly flowing illusory picture, another woman lightly parted her red lips.

"Lan'er, Mo Chen seems to have changed, I can't quite figure him out now."

This voice was ethereal, yet with a hint of tenderness, echoing leisurely in this vast world.

This woman had a graceful figure, and a beautiful Xuan black(Xuan black: mysterious black) dress, like a mysterious nebula in the night sky, tightly clinging to her body.

The Xuan black(Xuan black: mysterious black) dress was embroidered with meticulous detail, every stitch and every thread, intertwined with exquisite and intricate patterns.

Several small black birds were dotted on it, their shapes were different.

Some were flapping their wings as if to fly, and some were craning their necks and chirping, each black bird, as if it had been given fresh life.

In the woman's infinitely exquisite sleeves, they leaped and danced nimbly.

The woman's body, at all times, exuded a kind of innate noble aura, which made people can't help but feel awe.

Every second of the picture was showing the woman's extremely extraordinary identity and status, that was an innate noble temperament.

"Princess, have you forgotten what Lan'er told you last time."

As soon as these words came out, Princess Xingyue's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then she fell into contemplation.

"Are you talking about the last time, when Mo Chen followed the master to meet the various state pastors of the Eastern Territory, as well as the Xuanbird Guards of the mansion city?"

In the picture, the woman called Lan'er bowed slightly and responded respectfully, "Yes, Princess!"

She paused, then a trace of caution flashed in her eyes, and then she whispered, "Lan'er also secretly bought off a few maids, they witnessed some things with their own eyes."

The princess frowned slightly, her eyes full of doubt. At this moment, the picture turned, and the scene switched to the Wen family's mansion.

The Wen family, as imperial relatives, were decorating with lanterns and colors, holding a grand banquet, and mobilizing the public to meet the various state pastors of the Eastern Territory.

The atmosphere at the scene seemed lively and extraordinary, everyone exchanged greetings and pleasantries, pushed cups and changed glasses, but under this superficial prosperity, there was a faint hint of unspeakable strangeness.

Such a big battle was really puzzling, and there seemed to be an unspeakable secret hidden behind it.

"Lan'er, you should pretend that you don't know about this matter for the time being, let me consider it again."

Princess Xingyue said softly, in those autumn water-like beautiful eyes, many complex and difficult to distinguish colors flashed in an instant, like worry, like thinking, and like secretly hiding some disappointment.

She raised her head slightly, looked into the distance, gently biting her lower lip, her body surrounded by a layer of faint sorrow.

Obviously, Princess Xingyue was weighing something, her heart full of entanglement and struggle.

"Yes, Princess!"

In the next instant, the picture suddenly turned, from the luxurious and grand, carved and painted room, instantly transferred to a completely unfamiliar space.

The room was a shocking scene, on the ground of the room, there were many pieces of torn clothes scattered randomly.

Looking forward, a wide bed came into view, on the bed, a woman was lying on it with her clothes not covering her body.

Her skin was as white as snow, but at this moment it was covered with dense purple-red scars.

One after another criss-crossed, as if they had been cruelly cut back and forth by countless sharp weapons.

Every scar on that delicate body seemed to be silently telling, she had just suffered unimaginable torture.

At this moment, the man standing in front of the bed, with a tall figure, wearing a moon-white robe.

His face had distinct contours, and his eyebrows and eyes revealed an innate handsomeness, and his gestures should have been a gentle and refined demeanor.

But at this moment, the gentle man's eyebrows and eyes were full of ferocity and tyranny, forming an extremely strange contrast with his appearance.

"Bitch!"

He suddenly roared out, his voice sharp and ear-piercing, completely without his usual gentle appearance.

"How dare you, bitch, use the princess to threaten this consort, you are looking for death!"

This roar was mixed with a chilling baleful aura, shaking the dust on the roof beams rustling down

This kind of tyranny level, people see all tremble with fear.

"Come in, this woman is tired of playing with her, hand her over to you to deal with."

The refined man looked at the woman on the bed with a look of disgust, and waved his hand casually.

With this order, a burst of messy footsteps instantly came from outside the closed door.

More than a dozen tall, muscular giants rushed in like wolves and tigers.

They exuded a rude aura, which was incompatible with the atmosphere of this room.

"Thank you, consort!"

The leading man's face was full of smiles, that smile was extremely flattering, his features were almost squeezed together.

In this serious and cruel scene, it seemed particularly ridiculous.

After saying that, the big man couldn't wait to walk quickly towards the bed.

His hands kept moving up and down, eagerly taking off his clothes.

In the big man's eyes, greed and fervent were intertwined, as if he wanted to swallow the beauty on the bed in one bite.

The woman on the bed was Xu Zhilan, Princess Xingyue's personal maid.

She was extremely beautiful, and in this Wen family mansion, she was also one of the best beauties.

Usually, the big man could only secretly covet her beauty in the dark, that kind of desire was suppressed in his heart, like a small flame burning secretly.

Who would have thought that fate would be so absurd, the big man's dream would come true today.

He would have the opportunity to profane this dream girl. The big man's heart was overjoyed, his footsteps became more eager, and the expression on his face became more distorted.

And that refined man, at this time, his mouth was with a playful smile, paced to the side of the chair, leisurely fell on the seat.

He leaned back slightly, his posture was leisurely, but his eyes were tightly locked on the movement on the bed, that look was with undisguised mockery.

This damn bitch, repeatedly sued him in front of the princess.

Today, this consort will let you this bitch know who is her real master.

Before long, only heard a loud noise, outside the room, a dazzling Xuan black(Xuan black: mysterious black) astral energy a training of white silk, like a angry dragon roared.

Suddenly burst through the room, in an instant, the walls and roof instantly turned into countless fragments, like shells towards four spattered.

As the walls around the room collapsed with a crash, the scene in the room, without reservation, exposed in the air.

"Lan'er!"

A grief-stricken extremely shoutrang throughout the scene, the voice full of endless的痛苦(痛苦: pain)与愤怒(愤怒: anger).

immediately after, an ear-piercing sharp的声音(声音: sound) sounded, as if want will this world all shattered: "文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen), 你(you) deserve to die!"

at the same time, along with with visitor 's these two sound angry shout, a mysterious light flashing in mid-air.

"玄天簪(Xuantian hairpin)!" along with this three word shouted out, mid-air originally shrouded with 's mysterious light, just like light smoke like slowly faded, revealed out a small and exquisite exquisite 's object.

那(that) is a mysterious black 's bronze hairpin, hairpin body line smooth, carving with intricate and mysterious 's pattern.

in sunlight 's reflection under, flashing with simple and cold的光泽(光泽: luster).

flying in the air , its figure light as if swallow, sleeves in wind fluttering sounded.

a head of black hair in the wind dancing, face beautiful but covered with frost.

她(she) is星月(Xingyue) princess.

at this moment, 星月(Xingyue) princess almond eyes wide-eyed, in the eyes burning with raging anger, staring at inside the house 's文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen), as if want will他(he) cut to pieces.

in the hand holding tightly with that “玄天簪(Xuantian hairpin)”, hairpin body light great, as if in echo with master 's monstrous anger.

这(this) hairpin can not simple, 它(it) is late emperor especially given to星月(Xingyue) princess to protect 's七(seven) pattern月(moon) device,

星月(Xingyue) princess 's body void, as if boiling 's水(water), rapidly rippling out circles terrifying ripples.

in the blink of an eye, a surging 's玄(Xuan) black astral energy a training of white silk, from void emerged .

then, 玄(Xuan) black astral energy a training of white silk, wrapped with玄天簪(Xuantian hairpin)内(inner) contained 's world origin power.

with earth-shattering 's momentum, toward face full of astonishment 's文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) fiercely blasted .

那(that) momentum, as if want will文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) completely blasted into powder, 连(even) a trace of ashes all不(not) left.

文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) eyes wide-eyed, staring 's at那(that) wrapped with earth-shattering 's momentum, fast rushing 's attack, on the face full of panic与(and) despair.

at this moment 's他(he), whole body uncontrolled control 's violently trembling, legs weak, almost stand unstable.

文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) heart was endless 's fear filled, 连(even) a trace of resistance 's thought all born not out, can only watch helplessly watching那(that) terrifying 's power towards yourself approaching.

星月(Xingyue) princess is外(外) astral master realm 's martial artist, but yourself only a small 's inner Qi realm martial artist, how able to resist这(this) terrifying 's strike.

however, 那(that) containing with monstrous anger, 与(and) powerful power 's玄(Xuan) black astral energy.

in about to touch文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) 's那(that)一(one) moment, actually like bubble like, was a invisible且(and) mysterious 's power, instantly erased, disappeared without a trace.

in an instant, 星月(Xingyue) princess delicate body一(a) shock, as if noticed what terrible 's thing, beautiful eyes staring round, unbelievable 's looking towards distance.

immediately after, a overwhelming 's power, like surging wave like fiercely hit上(on)星月(Xingyue) princess 's body.

只(only)听(hear) a dull 's sound, 她(she) then like broken wings 's鸟(bird), heavily 's collapsed on the ground, 溅(splashed) a piece of dust.

" damn 's!"

文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) recovered, a courage from heart surged, instantly像(like) gone mad generally up.

"你(you) actually敢(dare) for a lowly maid, want杀(kill)我(me)!" after saying that, 文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) used whole body inner strength, 如(as) hungry tiger pouncing on food like rushing to fallen 's星月(Xingyue) princess.

文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) hands like pliers, tightly grasped她(her) 's limbs, exerted force一(a) twist, 只(only)听(hear)“ crack”几(several) sound crisp sound, 星月(Xingyue) princess 's limbs, instantly was cruelly 's broken.

finished after that, 文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) did not stop, 他(he) operated inner Qi, condensed于(at) palm.

那(that) palm appeared faint 's white light, without hesitation towards星月(Xingyue) princess 's heart fiercely patted , attempt置(place)她(her) at death, 以(to)泄(vent)心头(heart) 's恨(hate).

就在(just as)文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) 's手掌(hand) about to击中(hit)星月(Xingyue) princess heart 's critical moment ,

a身影(figure) slowly emerged, 那(that) is a hunched old man, figure stooped, back like弓(bow), 却(but) from有(have) a majestic aura.

来(to) stepping with迟缓(slow)却(but) steady 's pace, mouth轻(lightly)唤(called): "小尘(Xiao Chen)!"

声音(声: sound) not big, 却(but) as if with某种(certain) invisible 's power, 让(let)文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen)那(that)蕴含(containing) with murderous intent 's手掌(hand), forcibly停(stop)在(in) 半空(mid-air).

文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen)目光(look) touched to那个(that) old man时(when), eyes suddenly staring 如(as)铜铃(copper bell) like巨大(huge).

方才(才: just now)还(still)熊熊(raging)燃烧(burning) 's full of怒气(anger), instantly as if被(was)泼(splashed) 一(a)盆(basin)冷水(cold water), dissipated without a trace.

文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) 's双手(hands)下意识(subconsciously) 's颤抖(trembling) , on the face 's ferocious之色(color) quickly褪去(faded), replaced 's是(is)深深(deeply) 's fear.

"老祖宗(Laozuzong)!"

文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen) 's老祖宗(Laozuzong), 那(that) naturally is文家(Wen Family)老祖(Laozuzong), 荣国公(Rongguo Duke)文风远(Wen Fengyuan)!

文风远(Wen Fengyuan)神色(look) indifferent, 双唇(lips)紧闭(tightly closed), 唯有(only)双眸(eyes)猛(suddenly) 's一(a) condensation.

下一(next) breath, 周遭(surrounding) 's void, as if broken 's镜面(mirror), with a crash坍塌(collapsed)扭曲(twisted) .

在场(present) 's众人(people), 除了(apart from)星月(Xingyue) princess与(and)文墨尘(Wen Mo Chen).

其余(余: other)十几(ten) 大汉(汉: Han) guards, 连同(along with) breath微弱(weak) 's许芷兰(Xu Zhilan), 都(all) too late to emit a sound scream.

Under the crushing force of this terrifying power of heaven and earth, it instantly exploded, transforming into a thick mist of blood, scattering into the invisible air.

..........

The scene abruptly stopped!

Before Lu Xuan could react, Mu Yun, who was beside him, was already steadily holding a golden bronze mirror in his hand.

Then, Mu Yun slightly bowed and respectfully said, "Director Lu, the Shadow Mirror has captured all the images."

This golden bronze mirror is an extremely special six-star sacrificial artifact, capable of capturing all phenomena in the world.

No matter what kind of scene, it can capture everything into the mirror.

However, the images captured by the Shadow Mirror can only be stored for three months.

This Shadow Mirror was temporarily given to Mu Yun by Director Zi Yao.

It was for the purpose of recording some important events into the mirror.