When the man walked out of the door, the little black shadow rushed into the room. It came to a small potted sapling and skillfully turned it with its paws. A dark door appeared in front of it.
The black cat scurried in wagging its tail.
Inside is a bright small space, surrounded by gauze and filled with a light fragrance.
On the wall at the end of the space, there is a huge picture scroll hanging. The paper is yellowed, but what is surprising is that the picture scroll is shrouded in a layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
The black cat named Wushuang raised its paw and touched the mist. It had a man's breath on it, and the mist dispersed automatically.
The scroll slowly appeared from top to bottom, revealing the painting on the scroll, which was a profile of a woman.
The woman is almost turning sideways, her figure is high and graceful, and she is full of charm. Only a few strokes are used to outline the woman's figure. It is almost impossible to imagine what kind of grace the woman will look like if she turns back.
The mist dispersed to the woman's shoulders and neck.
"What are you doing?" came the man's faint voice. Even now, his tone was as calm as water.
The black cat was startled, curled up and jumped to the side, not daring to say anything.
The man walked over, his eyes fell on the black cat, and his tone was calm: "Did I say, don't come in here?"
"Meow meow meow~" the black cat meowed at him several times.
"It seems that I indulged you too much and made you forget your identity."
The man's aura was already unstable, but now the violent aura flowing through his body was even worse, and his black hair was dancing in the wind.
He narrowed his eyes, waved his sleeves, and the black cat was thrown out like an object, hitting the wall full of restrictions heavily.
Black mist like a spiderweb sprang out from the wall, imprisoning the black cat, and then scrambled to get into its body.
"Meow meow meow..." The severe pain made the black cat scream.
The man didn't care about it, but walked slowly to the scroll and looked at the breathtakingly beautiful side face.
The woman is not a stunning beauty, but the temperament she exudes is unique in the world. The cold, noble, and scornful aura makes her become more refined and otherworldly, which is definitely not comparable to others.
"Not everyone is qualified to see this face."
The man had his hands clasped by his side, and his dark eyes were deep and dark, faintly revealing a look of obsession and madness, but more importantly, an undisguised desire to kill.
The two emotions were paradoxically intertwined, but they were perfectly integrated by him.
The black cat endured the severe pain and saw the expression on the man's face.
It doesn't understand why someone would show such an expression of infatuation and hatred when facing a painting that has been treasured for many years.
Bone-gnawing pain spread throughout the body, and the black cat felt that its consciousness was gradually dissipating.
Isn't it going to die before it takes shape?
The man glanced at it and dispersed the remaining mist with a wave of his hand. He said, "Since you want to see it, I'll let you see it."
The mist dissipated and the woman's figure was fully revealed.
Hearing this, the black cat pushed himself up and cast his eyes on the woman, whose clear figure was reflected in his eyes.
She was dressed in green, but her whole body was stained with blood. The blood stains were all over her body like spider webs, but the woman was still leaning sideways, exuding a soft light of compassion for all living beings. When the whole picture was revealed, it was discovered that there was no expression on her face from beginning to end. Those eyes that were as clean and cold as the holy snow on the mountain were filled with three parts compassion, six parts ruthlessness, and one part regret.
Black Cat didn't understand what those expressions meant, why someone would show such a complicated expression, and how she should have struggled at that time.
But what shocked her most was that at the woman's feet were piles of countless corpses, both human and animal.
"Meow~" the black cat meowed weakly, its breath getting weaker and weaker, and its eyelids slowly closed.
That painting is contradictory and strange.
"You are such an impudent cat. When you are not allowed to look at it, you peek at it. Now that you are allowed to look at it, you are about to fall asleep."
The tall figure slid over, and the man looked at him expressionlessly, and his words were indeed filled with a smile.
He seems to be extremely doting on the black cat in front of him.
He leaned over to pick it up and walked out carelessly, his last words seeming to echo in the small space.
"Now that you can see it, don't go in next time."
"If I find out again, I will kill you."
The silence of the past returned to the space, and the woman on the scroll gradually disappeared.
A few days later, the news that Wen Renxue from the Demon World had been caught trying to sneak into the Demon Palace spread throughout the world of immortality, because those people revealed their identities as members of the Biluo Sect and Liuyun Sect.
So among the hundreds of families in the Immortal Sect, some were just waiting to eat, some didn't think it was a big deal, and some were extremely busy.
The head of the Liuyun Sect anxiously walked in circles in the hall, surrounded by the elders who also looked gloomy.
"Master, what's your plan now?"
"There was no news from those people after they were sent out. We should have known that they were discovered by the demons."
"But it's been a long time since the last incident. Why is the Demon Lord just releasing the news now? What does he want to do?"
There was a lot of discussion, but there was no spitting.
Elder Wang, who had gotten into an argument last time, puffed his beard and glared: "Could it be that Demon Lord wants to take action against my Liuyun Sect?"
Not long after the Biluo Sect was destroyed, the Demon Lord released such news, making it difficult for people not to doubt whether he was going to take action against the Liuyun Sect.
"The disciples we sent out last time just gave him a reason to build a raft."
Lin He on the side said "cut" and looked down upon them for saying that the wind is rain: "Don't you pay attention to the first half? Have you forgotten that the Demon Lord went into seclusion a few days ago? Don't blame others for everything.
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A person who is usually arrogant and arrogant is now scared to the point of trembling before the Demon Lord even makes a move. He is so panicked that he is at a loss. It is really embarrassing for him to be worthy of becoming a big sect like this.
Lin He clicked his tongue and stretched slowly. He was not at all worried about what everyone was worried about.
Elder Wang couldn't get used to his laziness and said disdainfully: "Wen Renxue is a subordinate of the Demon Lord. This move must have been done under the Demon Lord's instruction. Don't you know?"
"I think you've lost your mind while refining the elixir, and you can't even see clearly. Why don't you go back to your elixir peak to refine the elixir?"
Elder Wang felt his eyes hurt when he looked at him like that, it was very annoying.
"You think I want to come. If you hadn't forced me to come, I would still be lying on my comfortable big bed."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the elders who pulled him over turned red. They were indeed the ones who had brought him over.
"You!" Elder Wang choked and said after a long time: "Now that the sect is about to face a disaster, you still want to sleep. You simply have no intention of making progress and have no sense of the overall situation."
Lin He was not to be outdone: "You yourself are so ugly that you still have to involve me. I told you not to follow the Biluo Sect and mess around. Did any of you take my words to heart?"