The starry sky at night is still so bright, and the bright moon hangs leisurely in the sky, and gracefully reflects the stars. The air was a little sultry, and from time to time in the night came bursts of insects, one after another.

The array clan under the cover of the night seems quiet, but an invisible wind and rain is brewing in the dark and will sweep the whole clan gate.

Muyu is on the top of the peak, looking at the peaceful night of the array clan. Tomorrow's battle of fufu will expose its tail and use force to seek its property.

If the emperor becomes a king and loses the enemy, if the emperor can't resist this wave of catastrophe, it may really disappear forever in the long river of history and become the memory of the world, and gradually forgotten by the years.

"Shuai and Long Teng, I need your help tomorrow." Mu Yu said softly.

Little Shuai chewed an apple in his mouth, mumbled two sentences indistinctly, and then said, "no problem."

"Muyu, I'm afraid the little mouse will screw things up." Long Teng discontentedly looks at the unreliable small handsome way.

"Pooh, caterpillar! When did I screw things up? " Xiao Shuai tried to spit out the things in his mouth.

"You've never got the situation right. You can't walk when you see what you eat. It's good to say." Long Teng retorted.

"All right, you two just follow the plan and I'll take care of the rest." Muyu still has a little worry about his plan for tomorrow. He has a bad premonition that something seems to be wrong.

"Are you thinking about Mu Chenghong and situ Yangtian?" Long Teng asked.

Muyu nodded: "after all, they are the spies of Fu Zong. If they don't enter the array hall by then, all plans will be in vain."

The spirit array is arranged in the array hall. As long as Mu Chenghong and situ Yangtian are allowed to enter the array hall, Muyu can control the array hall with their strength to resist the attack of Fu Zong and tianxingmen. But if Mu Chenghong and situ Yangtian directly choose to rebel and not enter the battle hall, then things will become very difficult.

"Why does Mu Chenghong want you to break the third monument?" Long Teng remembers what happened a few days ago, when Mu Chenghong had been emphasizing the third monument.

Muyu frowned, and he forgot about the third tablet. At that time, when I was going to the advanced hall, I wanted to check the third stele, but later I met Lu Xianshi, so this matter ran aground.

At this time, the array stele is not so important, but for some reason, it has become a stem in his heart. Is it really necessary to break it?

"If we fail tomorrow, the array clan will be finished. What else are we thinking about?" Xiao Shuai said.

Muyu's eyes cast on the distant advanced hall, where a peaceful. There is no one in the advanced level Hall tonight. All the disciples are gathering their energy and preparing for the array Rune competition tomorrow. No matter whether there is a chance to play, no one wants to miss the match between array technique and Fu Shu.

"You're right. We really don't need to pay attention to the third monument." Muyu turns and leaves the advanced hall. He doesn't want to know what the third stele means.

Mu Chenghong is the spy of Fu Zong, so he is the only inborn disciple of the array clan. He needs the help of Lu Xianshi and Zhuge Xiaosheng to open the array hall and protect the array clan. This is the most important thing.

Entrance of the advanced hall.

Mu Chenghong quietly looks at Mu Yu who turns around and leaves. The faint and turbulent array pattern on his body gradually dissipates. His face was hidden in the shadow and his expression could not be seen.

He looked up at the bright moon and said in a soft voice, "it's getting closer and closer to the time when the array clan perishes."

A gust of wind, Mu Chenghong's figure has disappeared.

It was not only mu Yu who was upset at night, but also a few people were worried about the future of array Zong.

Lu Xianshi was sitting at a stone table in his courtyard, with a pot of tea in front of him. The tea had already become cold. He had a sad face and grew up in Zhenzong when he was young. His flowers and grasses all seemed so kind. He was the last person who wanted to see the array clan destroyed. However, he always had a strange sense of uneasiness in his heart, especially after seeing Zhou Jinglin of Fu Zong today.

In the moment of looking at Zhou Jinglin, Lu Xianshi found that he had lost his mind for no reason. This moment was just a blink of an eye, but it alerted him. Because he remembered that this was not the first time he had lost his mind. When he met Zhou Jinglin in tianxingmen last time, when he looked at him, Lu Xianshi also lost his mind for a moment.

But why? Why do you lose your mind for a moment? At that moment, it seems that the mind has been emptied, there is no idea, but in the twinkling of an eye, it is extremely strange.

"Didn't Zhou Jinglin, the old bastard, use any talisman to me?" Lu Xianshi pondered, but he quickly overturned the idea, because his array skill and Zhou Jinglin's Fu skill were all in the middle of the Song Dynasty. Zhou Jinglin could not exert his Fu on himself quietly.

But at this time, Lu Xianshi raised his head warily, because the array of his residence trembled slightly, and then turned into nothingness. Someone broke into his residence and broke his array skills!Situ Yangtian came out of the darkness, his face looked a little haggard, but also some unspeakable loss and regret. Lu Xianshi's anger in his heart was burning up!

Situ Yangtian, you traitor of Fu clan!

Lu Xianshi wanted to tear up situ Yangtian in front of him. He and he had entered the array clan at the same time and had known each other for seventy-eight years. Although they were always fighting for trivial matters, he always thought that situ Yangtian was loyal to Zong just like himself. Who could have thought that situ Yangtian was the traitor!

Lu Xianshi forced down his anger. He knew Fengmu's plan. Fengmu will control situ Yangtian with the spirit array in the array Hall tomorrow. In order to fight against the whole plot of Fuzong and tianxingmen, situ Yangtian is indispensable. Lu Xianshi doesn't want to be noticed by situ Yangtian and affect Fengmu's plan.

"Situ Yangtian, what are you doing here?" Lu Xianshi said in a deep voice.

Situ Yangtian came slowly and sat down on the stone chair in front of Lu Xianshi. At night, situ Yangtian's expression was less somber than usual, but he had more indescribable melancholy. It was the first time that Master Lu saw this look. He felt that something was wrong with situ Yangtian tonight.

Just as he felt something was wrong with him, he also felt something was wrong with situ Yangtian.

With a casual move, situ Yangtian found an empty teacup in his hand. He picked up Lu Xianshi's teapot, poured a cup of tea, and then sipped it gently, frowned and said, "the tea is cold."

"My tea doesn't serve cold hearted people." Lu Xianshi tried his best to control himself. He wanted to take control of the traitor directly to situ Yang. It was because of this traitor that the emperor of the front army was reduced to the present situation.

But he can't, he can only bear it! Wait till tomorrow!

Situ Yangtian raised his head and looked at Lu Xianshi. After a long time, he asked slightly, "have we known each other for 82 years?"

He was an old enemy in 1982, but one of them was a traitor of Fu Zong.

Lu Xianshi also looked at situ Yangtian, and he sighed in his heart that even though the old enemies of '82 were blaming each other all day long, they still had the same affection after 82 years of blaming each other. Although Master Lu was not pleased with situ Yangtian, he would not be so easy to kill him.

But in front of the affection and the clan, he can only choose the clan.

"You didn't come to see me at night, did you?" Lu Xianshi took up his own tea cup and warmed the tea in his hands.

Situ Yangtian smiles slightly, and his expression is a little lonely. However, Lu Xianshi's expression makes him feel more uneasy. He vaguely felt that situ Yangtian was not as simple as that. What was the problem?

"I'm here to kill you." Situ Yangtian slowly said these words.

"Bang!" Lu Xianshi's teacup was crushed. He was staring at situ Yangtian, and his spiritual power was turbulent and restless.

"Can't you wait a night?" Lu Xianshi said angrily that he could not cover up any more. Situ Yangtian's words were tantamount to indirectly admitting that he was the spy of Fu Zong. "Tomorrow is the battle of Fu, so you can't wait?"

"I can't wait until tomorrow, because after tomorrow, the array clan will be destroyed. I must stop you from sending the array clan to hell Situ Yangtian's words were very sad.

Prevent Lu Xianshi from sending the array clan to hell?

Lu Xianshi was stunned! How could he send the array clan to hell?

"What do you mean?" Master Lu didn't understand. He thought it was ridiculous. What did situ Yangtian say like he was the spy of Fuzong?

"We don't have to pretend to be stupid. I know you are the spy of Fu Zong." Sima Yangtian's words sounded like a thunder in Lu Xianshi's ear.

Lu Xianshi was slightly stunned, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger. "Situ Yangtian, I didn't expect you to be so shameless. Clearly, you are the spy of Fu Zong. You even frame me? Said so righteous, don't you want to find an excuse to kill yourself? Come on, if you have any means, you can use it. I'll follow all of them! "

The purple array pattern surrounded the whole body of Lu Xianshi, and the stone table in front of him had turned into powder.

, "you don't need to install it. I have secretly investigated it. You and Mu Chenghong are the spy of Fu Zong. All the foundation of the clan is lost because of you. Do you think you can be perfect? After eighty-two years of fighting, don't we understand each other's affairs? You can hide from others. How can you hide from me? You are with Zhou Jinglin of Fu Zong, aren't you? "

The pattern on situ Yangtian's body began to surge, and his momentum was no weaker than that of Lu Xianshi. They know each other's skills, and it's hard to say who is better if they want to fight.

Lu Xianshi's uneasiness has reached an extreme. What's going on? Is situ Yangtian not a spy of Fu Zong? But this is impossible. Fengmu said that situ Yangtian was the spy of Fu Zong!

Where is the problem?"Sand!" "Sand!" "Sand!"

The light footstep sound came from the darkness, but it seemed so abrupt in the silent night at the moment, as if stepping on Lu Xianshi's chest. Lu Xianshi's face became more and more heavy. He really felt that there was something wrong with him!

"Situ Yangtian, your eyes are really hot

Zhou Jinglin came out of the darkness slowly. He looked at situ Yangtian with a smile of contentment on his face as if he were announcing the dead.

Lu Xianshi and situ Yangtian's faces suddenly changed. They looked at each other and wanted to see a look of success in the other's face, but both of them only saw the look of mutual incomprehension.

"And you bring people to kill me?" Lu Xianshi questioned situ Yangtian.

"Take people? Isn't he your master? " Situyang was rebuked by his anger.

Is situ Yangtian not a spy?

"You don't have to fight. Master Lu, take a good look at me." Zhou Jinglin said lazily.

Lu Xianshi unconsciously cast his eyes on Zhou Jinglin's face. A dark brown light flashed through Zhou Jinglin's eyes, like a flash of lightning, shot into Lu's eyes. Lu Xianshi was a flower in front of his eyes. He felt that he had fallen into a kind of unspeakable blank state, without any independent consciousness.

"Master."

Lu Xianshi looked at Zhou Jinglin without any emotion. Just like Mu Yu's disciples in the middle heaven controlled by the divine soul array, Lu Xianshi didn't even know when he had been controlled by Zhou Jinglin.

Lu Xianshi is the spy of Fu clan!

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