I was secretly complacent when I heard the compass buzzing again, and I felt very dismissive in my heart.
Um? What does it mean
Mu Hanyan held the compass in doubt, and would not understand what this meant for a while.
The compass in his hand vibrated even more violently, and emotions of disdain and impatience spread into his heart.
"Could it be that I'm thinking too much. Doesn't such a good thing happen every time?" Mu Hanyan guessed.
The compass paused for a moment, then vibrated again, and a feeling of appreciation poured into my heart.
It seems that I guessed it right. It is estimated that this kind of good thing will only happen when I recognize the Lord, not every time, and I still have to rely on myself in the future. Mu Hanyan recalled it.
The compass sent joy again, verifying her guess.
Although the wishful thinking was in vain, Mu Hanyan did not feel disappointed. The legendary treasure that needs to be sprayed to recognize the owner, even if it cannot save lives in the future, must have other magical effects. It will not be that simple anyway, so I will take it easy later Slowly discover its potential value.
It should be "hearing" Mu Hanyan's extremely snobbish voice, another contemptuous emotion came from the compass, and then fell silent, without any response.
Is the guy protesting and despising himself? Mu Hanyan couldn't help laughing. As expected of a legendary treasure, she was so emotional.
Seeing that the compass did not respond any more, Mu Hanyan carefully put it in his arms. Don't be careless about such a treasure.
It wasn't until then that Mu Hanyan calmed down, and looked around the room. The strange assassination and Jedi counterattack just now happened too quickly, and no one was alarmed. Except for the broken window, there was no trace left, just like Nothing ever happened.
The man in black had already turned into dust, so it was naturally impossible to get any news from him. However, Mu Hanyan did not give up easily, but searched carefully, trying to find some clues.
Scanning the ground inch by inch, Mu Hanyan suddenly stopped her gaze. In the corner of the wall, a piece of cloth only two fingers wide was quietly lying on the ground. down.
Mu Hanyan picked up the piece of cloth and looked at it carefully. There was nothing special about the fabric, it was just ordinary rough linen, but the pattern embroidered on it was very unusual. One big and two small, three stars live on one side of the cloth, and a dozen smaller stars stand on the other side.
The patterns are embroidered extremely delicately, just like the real starry sky, but the piece of cloth is too small, obviously the pattern is incomplete, and Mu Hanyan can't see the whole picture, let alone tell which family or academy sect it belongs to. It can only be confirmed that it has something to do with the origin of the assassin in black.
Put the piece of cloth away carefully, before you know it, the sky is already bright.
The previous incident didn't alarm anyone, and Mu Hanyan didn't want to cause extra problems. Then again, there was no trace of it on the scene. Even if she said it, others would think that the idiot of the Mu family was sleeping stupidly. Know what's going on.
After ordering the servants to repair the windows, Mu Hanyan walked out of the room, suddenly remembering something.
With the worth of this black-clothed assassin tenth-rank great swordsman, looking at Black Rock City, there should be no family that can afford such a dead man. Where did this man come from? Could it be that someone from that faction had discovered her existence long ago? In other words, there should have been such an assassination in the previous life, but why did she have no memory of it