Everything was too sudden just now. Now that the elder thinks about it, Murong Xue's sudden death may not be due to poison.
When I think of the person who took Murong Yin to the Black Abyss.
The two old men looked very ugly. They looked at each other. The eldest elder picked up the little grandson beside him and only said: "I'm leaving first."
Then it disappeared in a flash.
The ten-year-old Murong Li was being carried: "."
His little face turned red, he was so embarrassed and angry that he was dying of shame.
He just saw clearly that the man who had recovered recently and was able to practice opened his mouth in an exaggerated manner.
He, Mr. Li, has lost his face.
Alas, he has a cold temperament.
After everyone left, Murong Yin was thinking about joining Haitang Courtyard, but was stopped by Murong Qingcang: "Yin'er, come here with grandpa."
Murong Yin scratched his head and followed the old man into the study. As soon as he closed the door, Murong Qingcang set up a barrier.
Under Murong Yin's confused gaze, Murong Qingcang pushed a certain book on the bookshelf, and a hidden compartment appeared.
A box made of rosewood lay quietly there.
Murong Qingcang took out the box, and Murong Yin moved forward curiously.
"It's actually a box made of rosewood!" Murong Yin exclaimed, paused, and said softly: "Eh? There is actually a restriction!"
Murong Qingcang thrust the box into Murong Yin's hand and whispered: "Put a drop of blood on it."
Murong Yin looked at the suddenly mysterious old man and did as he was told. She bit her finger hard and frowned in pain, but she still pressed her fingertips to squeeze out a drop of blood on the red sandalwood box.
A magical scene happened. The mysterious and mysterious restrictions on the box seemed to have been unlocked and opened.
"Grandpa." Murong Yin was about to ask what was inside, but found that the old man's shoulders relaxed.
Murong Yin didn't know how to describe the old man's eyes. They were filled with luck, joy, and mixed with many emotions that she couldn't understand.
"Go back. Grandpa is going to rest for a while. Remember, don't let others see the contents of the box." Murong Qingcang waved his hand and turned his back, with the obvious intention of chasing people away.
Murong Yin swallowed the words on her lips and said something else: "Then have a good rest, grandpa. Yin'er will come see you tomorrow."
Haitang Courtyard.
After Murong Yin came back from Canglan Courtyard, she told Qinghe and the others that she had eaten and asked them to eat by themselves, then locked herself in the house.
Flash into the space on the other side.
When she came to the space again, she found that the space seemed larger than before. Not only that, there was also a small medicine field.
The space child has disappeared.
Murong Yin sat down on the ground, put the box in her hand aside, opened her mouth, and shouted in the air: "Little brat, if you don't come out within three numbers, I will catch you myself."
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"three!"
"two!"
Before the count reached one, Qi Ling, wearing a red bellyband and a towering hairdo, appeared in front of Murong Yin with an aggrieved look on his face.
It's really annoying to threaten the owner of the weapon spirit.
Murong Yin looked at the little baby and liked it so much. She was overflowing with motherly love and didn't investigate the inner activities of the little kid.
He pulled the little brat into his arms, touched his hair, and asked: "Little brat, do you have a name? I can't keep calling you a brat."
Qi Ling didn't expect that Murong Yin called him out to ask for his name. His chubby face blushed for a moment, and he whispered: "Master hasn't given me a name yet."
Murong Yin turned cute in an instant and pinched the child's face. Although it was difficult to calculate the age of this weapon spirit, she was still a two or three-year-old baby in front of Murong Yin.
He softened his voice and said, "Then how about I marry you a girl? Let's call her Man Ge."
Qi Ling's eyes lit up, and he looked at Murong Yin with his round eyes, Nunuo said: "Master, I like this name!"
Murong Yin smiled, pulled the child closer to her arms, and picked up the box on the side.
Mange blinked: "Master, open it quickly and take a look!"
Listening to the excitement in Man Ge's tone, Murong Yin became even more curious about the contents of the box.
Slowly opening the box, there was only one thing inside, an ordinary-looking ring. Murong Yin took out the ring and asked the child in her arms: "Is there anything weird about this thing?"
Man Ge nodded and urged: "Master, please quickly put a drop of blood on it!"
Another drop of blood?
The corners of Murong Yin's mouth twitched and she followed the instructions and poured a drop of blood on it.
The moment blood fell on the ring, the originally ordinary ring emitted a red light. Slowly, the appearance of the ring also changed. When the brilliance faded, a ring in the shape of a flower on the other side lay in the palm of Murong Yin's hand.
Mange's eyes flashed red, she raised her little hand and also dropped a drop of blood on it.
For a moment, the ring, which was originally just a good-looking ring, seemed to suddenly come to life, and a very thin blood line slowly flowed on the ring.
"Okay, this ring has been repaired, and the owner can use it to store things in the future," Mange said.
"What's its name?"
Mange: ".Wangchuan Ring."
The space on the other side, the Ring of Forgetfulness
His dark eyes are deep and his expression is hard to distinguish.
"Master?" Mange called.
"Um?"
"Master, hurry up and put on the ring. Wangchuan can change his form, cover up his cultivation, and also cover up his appearance and gender!"
Man Ge quietly pinched the edge of her bellyband, with nervousness in her eyes as she promoted without leaving any trace.
Murong Yin noticed Man Ge's little movements and his eyes flashed.
When I heard a certain sentence, my eyes lit up and my voice became louder: "You can hide your appearance and gender!"
Man Ge nodded fiercely, knowing that the master must be very interested in this.
Wouldn't that mean that she can walk freely on the mainland in the future?
Without saying much, Murong Yin couldn't wait to put the ring on her left index finger. With a thought, the originally vivid ring turned into an ordinary silver Bianhua flower ring.
Mange blinked and smiled.
The mental power swept through the ring, and the object in the River of Forgetfulness appeared in front of Murong Yin.
A erysipelas sutra, a book for cultivating spiritual power.
Murong Yin picked up the Erysipelas Sutra and slowly read it, memorizing it quickly.
As for Mange, he stayed in Murongyin's arms and was reluctant to leave.
The master's arms are so warm.
Murong Yin also let him.
I don't know how long it took, but when Murong Yin put down the book, the little guy in his arms actually fell asleep. Murong Yin shook her head with a smile, walked out, found a piece of clothing for the little guy that she had never worn, covered it with her, and then went out.
Already.
Well, I'm a little sleepy.
Murong Yin stretched out and asked Qinghe and the others to prepare hot water. She wanted to take a bath, and then she was surprised to realize that the sky was full of stars outside.
When I asked Qinghe what time it was, Qinghe said it was already half past midnight.
No wonder I'm so sleepy.
I took a long hot bath, turned off the lights, and slowly crawled towards the bed.
A sudden breeze blew, and the fragrance of pine wood filled the whole room. His pupils shrank, and the next moment, a man in black robes sat on the stool next to the Eight Immortals table.
