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It was still dark, and the fog was as white as paper.

There was only ashes left in the campfire, and the guards in black were packing up the tents, moving as neatly as one person.

Hou Zi squatted by the stream and washed her face, opening her hands to catch the wind.

There are two things in the wind.

One on the ridge, cold and wet.It was a white jade horned lizard, thirty steps closer than last night.

The one on the top of the cliff, with that eerie aura, is the man in gray robe.

Suddenly, the man in gray robe moved, and Hou Zi raised his head.

The man in gray robe just walked down step by step, as if there were invisible steps supporting the soles of his feet. Every step he took was in the air, and every step he took was extremely slow, as slow as a pendulum in a temple.The gray robe was blown by the morning breeze, like a flag without a flagpole in the white mist.

One hundred knives were unsheathed at the same time.

Lord Sun raised his hand.

One hundred knives were sheathed at the same time.

"Deacon of Yunxiao Pavilion, Lu Ji." The man in gray robe showed his jade sign, which was cold white in color.

"Demon Suppression Department, Sun Mo." Lord Sun pressed his sword.

Lu Ji looked past him and landed on Hou Zi.

That gaze was like a piece of ice, sticking to the skin of Hou Zi's neck, sliding down slowly.

Hou Zi quickly lowered his head.He squatted by the stream, wrung out the water from his sleeves, and rubbed his fingers gently in his sleeves.

Lu Ji said nothing and withdrew his gaze.

"I'm looking for the White Jade Horned Lizard. We're on the same road."

Sun Mo tapped his finger on the hilt of the sword.

"Please."

The team sets off.

Hou Zi walked at the front and led the way.Sun Mo is on the left, and Lu Ji is three steps behind on the right.

No one spoke, only footsteps.

Lu Ji never asked him a word, or even looked at him a second time. Even the look he gave him was the same as looking at an ant.

His fly whisk rested on his arm, silver threads hanging down.His eyes are always looking ahead.

But Hou Zi could feel it.The wind brought Lu Ji's consciousness, like a net, covering him all the time.

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