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Black clouds occupied the sky, as if they were about to fall down.A moment later, the torrential rain poured down from the sky, splashing all over the mountains and plains into a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Sure enough, it's raining." Pu Xinjiu rubbed his arms impatiently as if he was very tired of the rainy season, and asked the waiter to heat a pot of tea for everyone.

"Isn't it common for this season to rain?" Yue Dusk's eyes drifted out of the window, with a trace of nostalgia on his face, "The longest rainy season in Youhuangli can last up to three months, why do you say it's true?"

The water on the stove boiled, bubbling and bubbling, and for a while, the room was filled with the aroma of tea.

Regardless of the boiling hot tea, Liu Gudeng took a sip carelessly and immediately felt relieved: "You actually believe what that Taoist priest surnamed Wen said? It is said that I have followed my elders to hunt down demons and ghosts since I was a child, and I have seen many ghosts. Evil, old and young, beautiful and ugly, I haven’t seen a dragon yet.”

The Taoist said yesterday that his surname was Wen, and they put together all the information they knew about Mirror Moon Valley like a jigsaw puzzle, and finally figured out the identity of that disciple.There are rumors in the Taoist sect that in recent years, there has always been a blind Taoist surnamed Wen who claimed to be a disciple of Jingyue Valley.

The raindrops knocked on the roof of the inn, poured down the eaves, and made puddles on the ground.

Xie Yan was standing under the eaves, feeling a chilly air blowing towards his face, with the aura of black clouds pressing down on the city: "You are all here... where is senior brother?"

Yue Duo took the teacup from Liu Gudeng, paused, and muttered: "He has hands and feet, he wants to go out, how can we control it? He has to go out with that Wen Daoist—eh?" As soon as he landed, he saw Daoist Wen, whom he was talking about, wearing a crow-blue Taoist robe and carrying an unknown long sword, leaning against the stairs and looking at them expressionlessly.

Liu Gudeng's heart trembled, the people in Jingyue Valley were really extraordinary... It looked ordinary from the outside, but he just stood behind him silently, and they didn't even know where he was standing. how long.

A master's move can kill a person in an instant - enough to show how deep this person is hiding.

"Some of you have gone out?" Wen Wu sighed, "I warned you, but now it seems that you really don't believe it."

Standing by the window on a rainy day, you can see the dragon, and if you are discovered by the dragon, you will be blinded.

Xie Yan thought that you are such a talkative person, it would be strange if someone believed it.But seeing that Jian Suyu hadn't returned after going out for a long time, Xie Yan felt uneasy when he thought of the rumor of the young man missing in the city.He could only look anxiously at the rain curtain that was constantly cutting and chaotic, hoping to see that familiar figure sooner.As soon as he poked his head out from the window sill, he felt his wrist tighten, and with a sudden force, he staggered back a few steps, and a yell sounded in his ear.

"I don't want my eyes?!"

The Taoist leader of feelings is a person with a cold face and a warm heart. While talking about ignoring them, he couldn't help but remind them aloud.Liu Gudeng cursed.

Wen Wu didn't know how he teleported to Xie Yan's side, his hand was still tightly holding onto Xie Yan's wrist, he seemed to have discovered something, with a look of surprise on his face, with a strange tone: "You..."

"What are you doing dragging Xie Yan?!" Yue Dusk pulled Xie Yan back from the hand of the Taoist priest who had only known each other for a day with a look of surprise.

Wen Wu didn't speak for a long time, and observed Xie Yan carefully for a while, his face was cloudy, it seemed to be joyful, but it also seemed to be nostalgic.

"Taoist Wen knows the inside story of the missing case in the city?" Xie Yan's words broke the inexplicable embarrassment.

Wen Wu didn't answer, his hand stayed in the air for a while, and then slowly let it go.He withdrew the inexplicable emotion on his face, and asked slowly: "...Your name is Xie Yan?"

Xie Yan nodded, although he didn't know why the mysterious Taoist priest in front of him had a much better attitude towards him than before, so he said softly: "Taoist Wen, the person who went out is my senior brother."

Wen Wu snorted coldly, noncommittal.

Seeing the taoist priest in front of him, Liu Gudeng comforted him: "Hey, that one in your family is not only handsome, but also No. 1 among Taoist disciples. You still don't know his strength? After going out for a while, why are you worrying so much?"

The Taoist in front of him is mysterious and unpredictable, and he conceals it in many ways. Liu Gudeng intuitively feels that this person is untrustworthy, but he can't explain this strange feeling to others.

Is it because you are handsome that you need to be more nervous?Didn't you hear other people say that the younger and more handsome a man is, the more dangerous he is?Although Xie Yan doesn't believe in any legends about dragons, he has always maintained a high degree of vigilance against the word "dead city", and rumors may not be unreliable.

"Gudeng, take care of the dusk and Xiaoxin, I'll go out and have a look." Xie Yan narrowed his eyes and made a decision, holding up the white rainbow, and summoned his own Qingzhuo Umbrella with another spell.

"Swipe—" Suddenly, a sharp sword edge came out of its sheath.

Xie Yan abruptly withdrew his steps from stepping out of the threshold, and at the same time, the red sandalwood fire pattern on his neck lit up, and a burst of real fire instinctively rose in front of him, forcing everyone in the room to take half a step back.Xie Yan blinked, staring at the crimson spirit sword that was motionless half an inch in front of his neck, and asked in puzzlement, "Taoist Wen, what do you mean?"

Wen Wu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized, he just said in a cold voice: "I don't care about other people's lives, but you can't go out to die."

Although he doesn't like the blindfolded Taoist priest in front of him very much, it is rare for Yue Dusk to stand on the united front with him, and he also nodded: "Thank you Yan, I agree with Gu Deng, Jian Suyu's strength is extraordinary, I must have found something, or Wait until evening."

Wen Wu was obviously not very interested in the self-comfort of the group of them, so he withdrew his sword and said coolly: "What's there to investigate? If I go out, I will definitely die. Xie Yan, you are not allowed to go out to die for me."

Xie Yan grew up so old, it was the first time he saw such an unreasonable person, he laughed angrily: "Why?"

"Just because—" Wen Wu turned his face away, sized them up with divine sense for a few moments, and said calmly, "All of you together can't beat me."

Moon Dusk: "..."

Pu Xinjiu clung to Liu Gudeng's ear, and said softly: "Brother, why is the Taoist priest's words so hard to beat?"

Clearly feeling the disgust coming to his face, Liu Gudeng could only helplessly shrug his shoulders, after all what he said was true.

"Okay, I won't go out alone—" Xie Yan's eyes moved, and he took out a few origami cranes made of talisman paper from his Qiankun bag, and threw them outside the door before Wen Wu had time to react. "But can my consciousness go out?"

"Are you crazy?!" Wen Wu scolded coldly, and jumped out of the door.

In an instant, a burst of sword energy surged, and the paper crane floating in the air was destroyed to pieces.

"You're crazy—" Xie Yan was about to retort when he felt a burning sensation in the air and couldn't help but keep silent.

Obviously everyone felt it, Pu Xinjiu poured out a cup of tea on the table, and muttered: "Why do you think this house is going to burn..."

"Isn't it? Look outside." Yue Dusk bumped Xie Yan who was still in a daze with his shoulder.

The raindrops still knocked on the roof of the inn and poured down along the eaves. Xie Yan took a closer look and felt that the color was not quite right.

It seems that it is also to verify his conjecture, the color of the rain is getting darker and darker, getting closer and closer to the color of the flame.Cluster after cluster, they fell intermittently on the ground, making a hissing sound of corroding the ground.

"Growfire from the sky, as you wish." Wen Wuwang glanced at Xie Yan, then returned to Xie Yan's side in an instant, raised his hand to lay a protective barrier around his body, and said word by word, "You were all discovered by it. "

"...There are dragons in Sanjiang City?" Xie Yan looked at the gradually dense curtain of fire between the sky and the earth, and stared at Wen Wu with a pair of puzzled eyes.

The phoenix turns into a Jiao in 500 years, and the Jiao turns into a dragon in a thousand years.Shenlong is a creature that exists in ancient mythology. It is said that they are surrounded by flames, can soar through the clouds and make rain, and can set fire on the ground.But as Liu Gudeng said, there have been no dragons in the world of comprehension for many years, and even Jiaos are hard to see—Jiaos have long since disappeared in the hunting of Taoists.You know, if Jiaolong's inner alchemy is refined into a elixir, it will be a great supplement to those who practice the Tao, and the cultivation base does not know how many steps they can jump.

Wen Wu nodded without hesitation.

If things go on like this, sooner or later the whole city will burn. Xie Yan felt the temperature in the room getting hotter and hotter, and wondered in his heart: "The fire from the sky, if left unchecked, won't it burn the city?" Don't go out to save people.

"Burning the city is burning the city, so what do others have to do with me?" Wen Wu chuckled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Besides—isn't it burning the city every day?"

Burn the city every day?Xie Yan was at a loss.

Wen Wu turned to him and said flatly, "Who do you want to save?"

Who do you want to save?Xie Yan was startled and immediately looked around.In the room, Yue Duo was leaning against the window, looking out at the fire curtain and meditating, Liu Gudeng was sitting beside him frowning, and the big-hearted Pu Xinjiu was just sipping the already cold tea.Couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, Xie Yan asked: "No, it's clear that yesterday you were still joking with the waiter in that shop—"

"Pa—" A deep purple lightning pierced the sky.

In the distance, Xie Yan could only hear a long and distant animal cry, which made the eardrums buzz.

A gust of wind blew past, blinding everyone's eyes. Xie Yan mobilized all his spiritual power to resist the sudden coercion.

"The waiter also died a long time ago." Wen Wu next to him didn't realize it, but just stood there quietly, "Everyone who stays in the city overnight will have their lifespan taken away by the ancient magic circle hidden in the four corners of the city."

"Everyone?"

"That's right, everyone, including the few in this room, and the brother you miss so much. As for you, I don't think it expected that there would be an exception like you."

"...Why am I an exception?"

Wen Wuwenyan smiled, his smile was extremely gentle, if there was no playful words on his lips: "Xie Yan, do you never know what you are..."

"I--"

After another dragon chant that shook the mountains, Xie Yan was oppressed by the coercion of the ancient creatures and was so oppressed that he couldn't speak. He could only hear Wen Wu's emotionless words falling on his ears: "Xie Yan, this It's a dead city."

"Shut up!" The sound of the dragon's chant gradually died down, and Xie Yan gradually stood up, staring and roaring in hatred.

As if confirming Wen Wu's words, the three people in the room stood up, with their eyes closed, their faces pale, and they dragged their feet heavily, and staggered towards the door.

The grenades fell on them, corroding one wound after another. Fortunately, the remaining spiritual power in the monk's body quickly repaired the wounds on the body, and then corroded and repaired and corroded and repaired again, and so on.

"Lonely lamp? Twilight? Xiaoxin?" Xie Yan called out anxiously as she lay on the barrier wall.Listening to Wen Wu's sentence by sentence without emotion, Xie Yan felt unreal as if he was in a dream.

"The whole city is dead, who do you want to save? Put it another way - who can you save?"

The author has something to say:

Xie Yan: Why am I an exception?

Wen Wu (Indifference.jpg): Because you are the protagonist.

After being reminded, some chapters that cannot be read have been reviewed again, and you should be able to read them now.

The most important thing is that during the recent exam week, I will update after the exam.