Chapter 974： Legend of the Devil

She looked at her master's forehead, where, at some point, there was a magic mark looming.

"Forehead? What's wrong with my forehead?"

An Jiuyue raised her hand and touched her forehead. It was just a mark, and she naturally couldn't touch it.

"Is there anything on my forehead? Jiu Bing."

"Master, there seems to be a mark on your forehead, but it's too shallow to look real." Jiu Bing replied.

"Mark?"

An Jiuyue frowned and stroked her forehead again.

She didn't feel anything, but she was very curious about what mark Jiu Bing said to her. Could it be that she was unconscious because of this mark?

I really want to see what this mark looks like, but in this medicine spirit, there is not even a mirror.

"Jiu Bing, bring me a basin of water." She immediately instructed Jiu Bing.

"Yes, Master."

Jiu Bing took the lead, and soon brought a basin of water over.

An Jiuyue immediately went over, leaning over to want her image to be reflected on the water, so that she could have a better look.

But she forgot that she was just a soul at the moment, how could she reflect anything in the water, she couldn't see anything, and she couldn't see any turbulent water surface.

An Jiuyue: "..."

For a while, she was really disappointed. She couldn't see anything, so she could only wait and see what happened.

"I've been thinking too much."

She shook her head and let Jiu Bing carry the basin down.

"What the **** is going on here? Could it be that I'm not satisfied with this Wulong Mountain?" She asked herself to herself.

It shouldn't be, a person like her should be able to adapt to anywhere, right?

...

Outside, Qian Jiyun and Yan Feng immediately checked Haowai's books, but they didn't have a clue.

"Master, it's not the way for us to investigate like this."

Yan Feng put down the book in his hand, rubbed his eyebrows, and looked up at his master.

He felt that no matter how many books he read in the library, he might not be able to find the reason for the coma. Of course, he had no better way.

"Why don't you, Master, my subordinates will pass the meal for you first?" he suggested.

Master, it's time to catch up with not eating or drinking, even with a wrought iron body, can't stand it?

"No, I'll look again... here is..."

Qian Jiyun's words stopped, and his hand holding the book became even tighter, because he saw a legend about Wulong Mountain in a book.

"Master have you found it?"

Yan Feng's eyes lit up, and he hurried over to study with his master.

But Qian Jiyun was one step ahead of him and raised his hand to him.

"You find your own."

Yan Feng paused and stopped.

He knew his master and knew that the master didn't want him to see the contents of his books in the past, so he continued to read the books in his hand, trying to find something from it.

Qian Jiyun, on the other hand, looked at the book in his hand without blinking.

"The Legend of the Demon Heart."

In the bottom of his heart, he recited these three words silently.

Regarding the word demon heart, it is a taboo in Wulongshan. No one wants to mention this person, and everyone wants to be this person.

Demon Heart, representing the slaughtering people in Wulong Mountain, is also a god-like existence in Wulong Mountain. With Demon Heart, people in Wulong Mountain have the backbone, and will not kill each other like a piece of loose sand.