A low-key old story

The white dragon left the seal, turned around and walked towards the black dragon.Two giant dragons of almost the same size collided in the formation, and the whole city trembled.

The city gate opened, and Song Yuming pointed at Shi Mengyu with an unkind expression and said, "Catch it."

Ya Zhan couldn't fight anymore, Shi Mengyu's plan was disrupted, but she didn't want to give up and stood there straight.When Xiaoyin was in Song Yuming's hands, Yabao was knocked down by lightning just as a show for outsiders.He claims to be a Taoist, but in fact he doesn't know any Taoism, only crooked ways.

Gu Yueli stood in front of Shi Mengyu with a dignified expression: "Master Song, it's too hasty to arrest people without asking anything?"

Song Yuming sneered: "Catch them together."

【Time is up】

Mu Zishu rolled his eyes, and did not comment on the time limit of this "cheat".

He looked at Mimeng as if he was missing a muscle, and ran to Song Yuming's side, saying: "Reserve! Reserve!"

"Brother Song, my senior sister didn't mean it, she just wanted to..."

"You don't have to say it anymore, just say something more and grab it together."

A little lost.

Mu Zishu asked: "What's the situation with your junior sisters?"

Fu Sheng took a look at him and stepped forward: "Mimeng, come back quickly."

Mimeng shrank behind Song Yuming, making up her mind to stand by Song Yuming's side.

Without the threat of giant beasts, monsters are gathering towards them.Mu Zishu's heart is not good, and now there is no one among them who can fight, so they have to go to the city no matter what.

If there is no formation in the city, it is similar to the chaos outside.

"Brother Jinglan, what should we do now?"

Zhen Jinglan said: "Just wait and see what happens."

……

Shi Mengyu did not complete her mission in the end, and they were put in the cell together, but she was detained separately.

Mu Zishu held the sword with a look of helplessness on his face, and even shouted in his heart, "A new crisis has emerged, how can we stand still, travel through time and space and do our best, I will come to you and face it with a smile..."

Can't laugh.

He asked: "Do you feel that we are walking step by step into the trap set by the hunter?"

At this time, only Shan Dao Zhen and Fu Sheng were left beside him.

"Who is the hunter?" Fu Sheng asked.

Mu Zishu fell into deep thought.

Wasn't he always the one who was behind the scenes to manipulate the development of the situation?When did he rush to the front line?

He fiddled with the iron lock, which was so fragile that it could not be easily attacked, turned his head and asked the two of them, "For the sake of world peace, do we want to escape from prison?"

Fu Sheng said: "Disciple listen to Master."

Mu Zishu waved his hand: "Really, it's your turn, come on."

Shan Daozhen: "..."

Shan Daozhen: "How do you change back and forth? Is this the menopause you mentioned last time?"

Mu Zishu said: "No, this is called the late stage of schizophrenia and unity syndrome."

There have long been no dragons in Tianshu Continent, only remnants of souls.Most of them are sealed in magic tools for people to drive.

The power of the dragon should not be underestimated. Even the collision of two remnant souls blasted a big hole in the formation, and half of the city wall collapsed in an instant.The city lord is personally watching the messengers to repair it with all his strength. Song Yuming, as the national teacher, finally took the white dragon into the seal, and repairing the magic circle is also urgent.

The black dragon's remnant soul was originally wandering in the formation in a chaotic manner, but was aroused by the white dragon to fight, and refused to calm down for a while, roaring and messing around in the formation.Song Yuming couldn't control it, and his spellcasting was interrupted several times, and he was even knocked to the ground by the dragon's breath.

Mimeng was terrified, helped Song Yuming up and said, "Young Master, let me try."

Song Yuming grabbed her wrist: "Don't force it, be careful."

"En." Mimeng smiled sweetly at him, drew his sword and swept towards the black dragon.

Song Yuming looked up at Mimeng who couldn't even hit the black dragon with a sullen face, and heard the sound of fighting outside the city, thinking about what to do next if Pingyan City could not be kept.

Where can I find the second Pingyan City?

No, it's not time to give up yet.

Song Yuming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, there is another way.

"Mimeng, come down."

"Young master?" Mimeng followed Song Yuming's words without any doubt.

"Do you remember what my father told you in Yuranjian?"

"remember."

"The two of you each have a red rope, have you kept it properly? He told me a method to activate the forbidden technique in your body, would you believe me?"

Mimeng untied the hair rope and handed it to him: "I believe in the young master."

The gap in the formation is a little wider, and it will leave the formation in a moment and a half. At that time, not only the city wall on one side will collapse.

Song Yuming tied the red rope around her wrist, sealed her two large acupoints, stroked her loose long hair lightly and said, "You don't need a sword, and you can slowly use your spiritual power to break the seal."

The process of breaking the seal was very painful, Mimeng closed her eyes and was covered in cold sweat.Hearing that Song Yuming hadn't moved, he opened his eyes slightly, but saw that his back was facing her, looking at the direction of the fight, motionless.

"He cares about this city very much." Mimeng said, "The Patriarch has a kindness to me, and I can't make things difficult for the young master."

There was no time to take her time, she stood up and used her spiritual power to fight against the black dragon.Zhen Jinglan only used one sword to walk the world, so naturally he would not teach them anything else. Mimeng had a hard time hiding, and was thrown out of the formation by the black dragon several times.She was at the end of her strength, and her consciousness became more and more unconscious after such a toss.She seemed to have returned to the days when the poisonous barrier had entered her eyes two days ago.

A striking red mole appeared between her eyebrows, and when she opened her eyes again, her pupils turned white.She raised her hand slightly, the sword in her hand fell from the air, and she looked at the black dragon.Heilong stopped and stared at her as if he had just seen such a person.

Mimeng pointed at it, the black dragon's remnant soul shuddered, and reluctantly fell at her feet.

The trouble was solved, but Song Yuming didn't go to make up the formation. Looking at the people and souls in the air, he clenched his fists excitedly, and the veins in his hands bulged.

"I found it, it's really them! The treasure is born, it's mine! It's all mine!"

"National teacher! The city lord sent an order to ask the national teacher to quickly complete the formation and protect Pingyan City from this calamity!"

Song Yuming grabbed the guard's armor: "When I get the treasure, I still need to take care of you ants? Hahahahaha..."

"National...National teacher?"

Song Yuming kicked him away: "Get lost!"

Seeing that he looked like he was going to eat people, the guards ran to report back to the city lord.

"Mimeng, come down." He straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and waited for the "treasure" he was about to get.

He said this once before, and Mimeng came to him without hesitation, but Mimeng who broke the seal just stood three feet away from him, not going any further.

Song Yuming looked at Mimeng with a frosty face, smiled and walked towards her.Mimeng took a step back without a trace.

"what happened?"

"Your expression makes me very uncomfortable."

"You're just not used to it yet." Song Yuming stopped and stretched out a hand, "Didn't you believe me if you said it? Come here, I won't hurt you. Never."

Perhaps there was still a sliver of faith left, Mimeng really walked towards him and put her hand in his.

Fu Sheng said that she was fascinated by ghosts, but after thinking about it, she felt that what he said was wrong.The ghost can't do such a difficult thing to her, only she knows her heart.What can be "fascinated" is nothing more than a word of love, love at the beginning of love.Regardless, moths to the flame.

The "forever" promised by Song Yuming was too short, it was almost over at the moment of shaking hands.And the longest road she has traveled in her life is the three-foot-to-sky road full of expectations and joy.

After being rescued by Master Rong Su, she thought she would cry a lot, but she didn't.She sat on the edge of the formation and looked at the black dragon from a distance, recalling Song Yuming's last words.

"Am I not a human? What is that? A demon? Aren't the demons of the feasible Yunzong living well with humans?"

The black dragon remnant soul could not speak, but tilted his head and shook his beard.

Seeing that Song Yuming couldn't beat him, he had already gone for a walk.

Rong Su took over the task of repairing the formation, and when the formation was about to be completed, Rong Su threw a silver needle into the formation, and the silver needle was faintly entangled with demon energy, and then disappeared without a trace.

The three of Mu Zishu divided into three groups, Fusheng went to save people, Shan Daozhen went to find people, and he, Zhan Wuzag, was going to solve the riddle.

Quests are thrown out one after another, it is too unreliable to just count on Zhen Jinglan, Zhen Jinglan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, if he does something wrong again, he doesn't want to give him double rewards at that time... Consider it triple.

Closer to home, how to sort out the clues when the known conditions are very limited?The so-called conditions must be followed, and conditions must be created without conditions.

Mu Zishu didn't let go of any clues, including the hints from the monsters.Since Xi Yu's chapter is the first chapter, let's start with him.

He searched all over the chaotic city and found that Xi Yu had disappeared again.

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