Each handsome man has his own merits, and the blackened wizard accepts them all

Under the night sky, flames shot up into the sky, illuminating the uneven original land below the city that had been hit by rain, with rats and insects breeding in all the dark and dirty places.

Jiang Xiaoli seemed to be able to smell a strong, foul, corrosive odor in the air and couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.

The next second, the orcs under the city wailed everywhere, and the sound caught Jiang Xiaoli off guard.

"The Beast God is angry!!"

"The Beast God is angry!!"

"Help!!"

"help me!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Father! Don't leave me alone!!"

"Please give me something to eat..."

"..."

Looking carefully down the city, we saw dead bodies everywhere, many of whom died with their eyes open.

Some even watched their own rotten bodies being eaten by rats with their own eyes, but they had no strength to drive them away.

Jiang Xiaoli stood on the high city wall, feeling more and more nauseous and fearful, but also in a trance? ? ?

Wasn't he in the Fox Tribe? How did he return to Anyong City?

Just as I was thinking this, the next second, everything around me changed instantly.

Jiang Xiaoli looked up in a daze at the plaque that he had personally made for Anyongcheng. The plaque was strangely a little gray and had blood oozing out of it.

A drop of bright red, with the wind, accidentally fell on Jiang Xiaoli's flawless right cheek.

The coolness made Jiang Xiaoli's eyelashes tremble violently.

Just as Jiang Xiaoli reached out to wipe away the strangeness on his face, he suddenly felt countless raindrops hitting him.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when the rain hit Jiang Xiaoli’s jade-white arms, it seemed to turn bright red for a moment.

Jiang Xiaoli was attracted by this and looked down, only to find that he was standing on a pile of dead bodies.

Those people were almost all gray, black and purple, and had abscesses all over their bodies.

Jiang Xiaoli's fear at this moment was infinitely magnified. He couldn't stop shaking and was covered in cold sweat.

Jiang Xiaoli tried to take a step forward, but found that he seemed to be wrapped by some invisible force. He could not move or make any sound.

Until a very familiar voice broke into my ears: "Xiao Li~~Xiao Li, wake up~~"

Jiang Xiaoli woke up suddenly. The shadow cast by the dream just now seemed to have not yet dispelled her. Her little face was completely pale.

"Xiao Li, it's okay, I'm here."

Yinsuo hugged Jiang Xiaoli with such heartache. He didn't expect that Jiang Xiaoli was still so uneasy at night.

He felt more and more guilty that he had ignored Jiang Xiaoli because of his temper in the past.

Jiang Xiaoli leaned in Yinsuo's arms, his unique and familiar scent lingering on her nose, and she couldn't help but feel relaxed.

But at this moment, a fire suddenly broke out outside the house. Jiang Xiaoli frowned, feeling more and more uneasy.

Unlike himself in his dream, Jiang Xiaoli calmed down in an instant.

With an indifferent expression, she stood up and was about to walk out, not even caring about Yinsuo who was always worried about her.

Because Yinsuo was there, Xiaofeng followed the rules and stayed outside the house.

Until the door was pushed open from the inside, Jiang Xiaoli stood behind it: "Xiao Feng, what happened outside?"

Xiao Feng turned around and looked at his master, and the star-like marks on her neck seemed to catch his eyes.

He pretended to be indifferent and responded to Jiang Xiaoli: "It seems that something happened at the border of the fox tribe."

Jiang Xiaoli didn't know why she kept replaying everything in her dream: "..."

After a moment, he turned to Xiaofeng and asked about others: "Where are the people from Suixiao?"

Suixiao came from the thatched cottage on the other side because he sensed something unusual outside the cottage:

"Sister, you called me?"

Jiang Xiaoli remembered that in the dream, the dead body closest to him was Sui Yu.

I couldn't help but reach out and touch Sui's temples, and admonished him:

"During this period of time, you...don't run around, and don't get close to outsiders."

After hearing this sudden admonition, Sui Yu stared at Jiang Xiaoli's eyes, as if trying to understand his meaning. But then he saw Yin Suo walking towards them leisurely, and his figure appeared behind Jiang Xiaoli.

Sui Xi immediately smiled and agreed one by one:

"Okay, although I don't know why you said that, I will listen to what you say."

Yinsuo put her outer robe on Jiang Xiaoli, but the intimacy between the two just now did not escape Yinsuo's eyes.

How could Yinsuo not see through Sui Xi's little thoughts? Although he didn't make a sound, there was a hint of violence in his eyes.

At this time, Ming Ke and the other person flew over from the horizon and said, “Something happened at the border of the Fox Tribe.

For some reason, a large number of orcs attacked, and they all seemed to be sick. No one dared to let them into the tribe. "

Jiang Xiaoli's heart tightened and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

Sui Yu saw what Jiang Xiaoli was thinking: "Sister, do you want to go and take a look?"

Jiang Xiaoli: “Yeah.”

But Yinsuo suddenly hugged Jiang Xiaoli from behind, as if to declare his sovereignty: "I'm with you, Xiaoli."

With Yinsuo around, Jiang Xiaoli inexplicably felt much more at ease.

Jiang Xiaoli looked up at Yinsuo, and his handsome face caught her eye:

"Thank you, Silverthread."

Looking at Jiang Xiaoli like this, it seemed that everything she did was sincere when facing Yinsuo.

Sui Xi couldn't suppress the jealousy in his heart.

There is a red blush at the corners of her eyes, and if you look closely you can see that her eyes are hazy.

Jiang Xiaoli seemed to sense something. When she turned her gaze back to Sui Xi, she saw that he looked aggrieved.

Jiang Xiaoli: "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine, sister."

Sui Xi turned his head slightly, as if he didn't want Jiang Xiaoli to see him like this, but he perfectly showed off his exquisite jawline and the blush at the corners of his eyes.

Xiao Fengzi: . . .

Ming: ...

Ke: ...

Yinsuo had naturally never seen a male act like this, and he couldn’t help but roll his eyes at Suixi:…

Jiang Xiaoli just chuckled, then reached out and touched Sui Xi's head as usual to comfort him.

But Jiang Xiaoli also knew that the 1982-year-old Longjing tea from Suiyi really had the fragrance of an aged green tea.