Visitors from each family have already rested in their respective rooms.
In a courtyard in the southwest corner, Ye Xiyue stood in the house, raising her hand to set up a barrier and sealing off the entire room.
Then, she waved her long, plain white fingers, and a black space crack appeared silently.
She took a breath, her obsidian eyes filled with determination.
Tonight, she will go to the Mountain of Immortality again!
Different from the last temptation, this time, she must rescue her mother!
With her current control over the power of space, one night is enough for her to make one trip.
The best case scenario is to take my mother out quietly, and by the time those in the Immortal Mountain find out, she has already escaped thousands of miles away. On the surface, everyone knows that she has come to the Ming Sword Sect, and she has been there all night.
Here, there was no time to take action. Even if the people from the Immortal Mountain suspected her, there was nothing they could do without evidence.
However, if things don't go so well... then she will just fight her way out of the mountain!
Ye Xiyue glanced outside.
Baili Feiyang lives next door to her and is not involved in tonight's action.
No one knows if there will be any unexpected situation in Mingjian Sect that night, so he must stay here to take care of it.
Ye Xiyue withdrew her gaze and raised her feet forward. The next second, her figure disappeared into the black!
But in an instant, the space cracks were repaired and the waves subsided, as if nothing had happened.
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In another courtyard, Xue Chen was standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back.
According to everyone's discussion, all the families will formally join forces tomorrow, and each will send several strong men to support them to jointly investigate the matter of the Ming Sword Sect.
Xuechen raised his head and looked at the night sky.
"Clan leader, are you in a bad mood?"
Xue Fan stood three steps behind him and was keenly aware of the subtle changes in Xue Chen's mood.
In fact, Xue Chen just stood there and did nothing, but Xue Fan had followed him for many years and his ability to observe words and emotions was first-rate.
"Could it be that... you are still worried about the Ming Sword Sect?"
Xue Fan paused and asked.
Xuechen shook his head, and after a moment he said:
"There is no moon tonight."
Xue Fan raised his head and glanced up, and saw that the rich and deep black night shrouded the surrounding areas, with overlapping dark clouds and no stars or moon.
He understood immediately and lowered his head again: "Chief, this is not the City of the Red Moon. This is normal."
The moon in the Red Moon City rises every night, and changes with time, from silvery white to crimson to red, very regularly.
When Xue Chen was in the City of Red Moon, he would look up at the moon every night.
But this is the Mingjian Sect, so it is naturally different from the Red Moon City.
Xuechen said a faint "hmm".
The usual gentle smile on his face had faded a lot at this time, and there seemed to be a thin layer of frost between his eyebrows, giving him an indescribable coldness.
I don't know why, but he always feels a little uneasy, as if something is about to happen.
But at this time...who can come out to cause trouble?
Xue Chen thought so, and suddenly turned his head to look in the southwest direction. His silver eyes narrowed slightly and asked, "What's going on over there?"
Although he didn't explicitly mention it, Xuefan knew who he was talking about.
He shook his head:
"Everything is business as usual."
After a while, Xuechen withdrew his gaze, ignored the emotion in his heart, and turned back to the room.