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I can't figure out why this cloud frivolous is different from the one I knew before?

Day by day passed, and the treatment Mo Yan'er received at the top of the Devil's Cult mountain did not decrease at all with the passage of time.Mo Yan'er gradually became more content with the status quo. Originally, she was separated from her partners due to injury, which was most suitable for her current state of mind.This place is uncontested, far away from human habitation, and it is the best treatment for emotional injuries.Coupled with Yun Qingkuang's unfathomable martial arts, and the terrain here is the eighteen bends of the mountain road, it is impossible to escape.

There are no carrier pigeons, so he can't deliver news. Fortunately, Yun Qingkuang treats him kindly, and life is not particularly difficult, so he can only sit here and wait for the rescuers.

Yun Yuyi's various intelligence collection stations will know his whereabouts soon, maybe they are discussing how to rescue him right now!

It's not that Mo Yan'er doesn't know in her heart that she spent nearly half a year trying to rescue Qianqian, but she still didn't gain anything, and she ended up like that in the end.When it's my turn, I will not have such good luck as Qianqian, maybe, I can only leave if I get out of my body.

The evening wind blew, and the temperature in the mountains slowly dropped. The stones that had been in the sun for a day were still warm. Mo Yan'er discovered that the temperature at this moment was the most pleasant, at least it was his favorite.

She put on a windbreaker and walked out of the room. It has been almost two months since she came here. There is no calendar or time here. Mo Yan'er can only count the sunrise and sunset to know how many days have passed.

Just walking according to my own mind, I walked to the fence in the backyard without knowing it. There was a stone tablet on it. Through the bright moonlight, Mo Yan'er saw that it read "Forbidden by the Demon Sect, trespassers dead" words.

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Carefully observe the handwriting on the stele, it seems to be hard-written with fingers, and clear fingerprints can be seen at the corners of the characters.Mo Yan'er couldn't help but lament that Yun's frivolous skill seemed to be beyond his own imagination.

Originally not interested in the internal affairs of the Devil's Cult, coupled with Ji Jiyun's frivolous martial arts, Mo Yan'er was about to leave when he vaguely heard the sound of a crisp flute.The tone is miserable, as if paying homage to a deceased relative.Mo Yan'er was very curious, wanting to see who the flute player was, she unconsciously stepped over the warning stone, and walked slowly looking for the sound.

Vaguely saw a not-so-familiar figure in front of him, facing the edge of the cliff, before Mo Yan'er could guess who this person was, the sound of the flute stopped.

It seems to be discovered by someone, such a deep internal force, such a slight footstep can be found, or when I was concentrating on playing the flute, this is too much.

Mo Yan'er thought about how to explain to others, should he apologize now?No, the stone tablet clearly says "Trespasser dies", so if I stand here now, the person opposite won't kill me right away!

Mo Yan'er was vigilant in her heart, and she was ready to deal with the person in front of her.Clearing his throat, he said, "I'm sorry, I saw the words on the stele...