Yan Yin insisted that he had never said he knew who the murderer was. It was unknown whether the sect leader believed him or not, but the final decision was that he and Ming Shu had to go down the mountain and go to the Xuan family site to investigate.
Originally, Ming Shu had to stay in the sect for her safety.
But common people just couldn't find where the Xuan family's stronghold was, and they couldn't bother Jun Qing, so they had to let Ming Shu lead the way.
Ming Shu was not very willing to do this. She didn't want to investigate anything, she only came to this world to collect Hatred Points.
But in the end, she agreed after considering for some time.
Down the mountain seemed to be more delicious food.
...
Of course, in addition to Ming Shu and Yan Yin, there were many other disciples joining the trip, including—the fake female protagonist.
Ming Shu didn't know how this plot was going to develop, but Yun Yao was on the team. Some on the team were dissatisfied with her, while some tried to befriend her.
Even if she failed in the Foundation Establishment, she was still a supreme-spirit root owner and a disciple of the Chihuo peak master.
"Master Xuan Ji, we're about to leave, but Master Yan Yin is still sleeping. Can you wake him up?" A disciple in a black robe walked to Ming Shu and pointed to the figure in blue nearby.
These people would never dare to disturb Yan Yin's sleeping.
He might kill them.
Ming Shu glanced over there. Yan Yin was lying on a rocking chair with a leaf covering his face, and a silver-white mask showing through a corner beneath the leaf.
Ming Shu walked over, lifted her skirt, and raised her foot to kick him.
"Get up."
The rocking chair tilted to one side, and Yan Yin almost fell down from it.
Everyone in the distance covered their eyes. "..." Oh my god, so cruel, Master Yan Yin will definitely kill Master Xuan Ji, right?
The leaf on Yan Yin's face fell gently to his shoulders, then slowly fell to the ground.
The long eyelashes on the mask trembled.
The eyes opened slowly.
A pair of pupils suddenly appeared in the sun, like a sedimentary dark jade, pure in nature.
He blinked quickly, and his voice was slightly hoarse as he just woke up from a nap. "Junior Sister Xuan Ji, can you be a little gentler when you wake me up?"
"I'm not gentle?" Ming Shu smiled.
Yan Yin stretched out. "Quiet like a flower reflected in the water, moving as if the wind to lift the willow, this is gentle. Junior Sister Xuan Ji, do you think you are so gentle?"
In addition to her smile, which looked gentle, her manners were completely the opposite of gentle.
Ming Shu gave the rocking chair another kick.
Yan Yin took advantage of this movement to stand up and avoided falling down. His height was much greater than that of Ming Shu, so now he looked at Ming Shu from above and said, "You see, you are not gentle at all."
Ming Shu smiled even more brilliantly. "Then I'll show you what is gentle."
Yan Yin suddenly became alert. Sure enough, the next second the Taiyan Sword rushed at him.
