() In the quiet little attic, light rain began to fall in the dark night sky.
The white Taiyi pattern on the chest was looming in the dark night.
Ling Chen was wearing a white robe that was a little tight. After more than half a year, Ling Chen, who had practiced the Red Sand Bloodline to the extreme, had become much stronger.
"well"
Ling Chen crossed his hands on his chest, raised his head and silently stared at the drizzle in the dark night...
Drizzle often falls, thinly and densely, falling from the dark sky——
Looking back through the crack in the door, Ling Chen took a deep look at Mo Shangyu who was sleeping.
The man on the bed has thick eyebrows that are raised slightly from time to time. Under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, there is a pair of quietly closed eyes. The straight bridge of his nose and the sharp outline reveal a heroic appearance.
Xiao Yu and the others all went back. In order to ensure that Shang Yu could rest quietly and recuperate, Wu Chen decided to entrust Mo Shang Yu to Ling Chen's residence. After all, Wu Chen and Mo Shang Yu both lived with their master in the cave.
I found it again, but it didn’t take a second.
Ling Chen looked back at the dark night sky, and saw a gentle breeze blowing through his fluttering robes.
The wind mixed with the rain, and the rain followed the wind and drifted. There was a sad color outside the attic——
The rain gently washed everything on the earth, making the ground darker, and full-grained raindrops continued to seep from the leaves.
By late night, the wind and rain had slowed down.
A figure suddenly appeared in the dark field of vision?
Very dark, invisible, vaguely visible moving figures——
Ling Chen, who was standing on the attic on the second floor, took a look with clear eyes, and his hands folded on his chest quietly dropped.
Feeling the coolness brought by the breeze, Ling Chen tightened his left hand on the cold metal sword hilt at his waist...
It's so late, Xiao Yu and the others have already gone back, they can't be from Xie Yun Peak?
So? Who are you anyway?
The dark pupils were deeper than the night. Ling Chen's eyes followed the figure walking out of the night.
Walking through the wet woods, the black figure arrived at the big tree under the attic without raising his head.
The black figure stood at the place where Ling Chen often practiced, and suddenly stopped moving forward. The black figure did not raise his head.
Ling Chen stood on the attic, looking down at the black figure standing there, and a strange atmosphere gradually filled the air...
He was at least over 1.8 meters tall. He was dressed in a slightly tight black dress that showed off his perfect figure. His long black hair and the clothes on his shoulders were slightly wet from the rain (perhaps through the branches and leaves).
, caused by falling raindrops)
…
After staying for a moment, the black shadow slowly raised his head and stared fiercely at Ling Chen in the attic.
Eyes facing each other...
Ling Chen found that the man in front of him had a pair of clear, bright, and somewhat sharp eyes, a straight bridge of nose, smooth skin, and thin lips, showing exquisite and beautiful facial features...
Ling Chen's deep eyes found a subtle aura of king in this man——
silence--
Collision in the dark
——
There were no sparks as expected, maybe the two were on different levels.
The man in black silently looked at Ling Chen above his head, without saying a word and without any strange expression on his face.
In his aloof body, the man in front of him was not on the same level as him.
However, Ling Chen seems to be the person he is looking for!
"tread"
Along the old, spiral staircase, the man in black walked up to the attic calmly.
Of course, the wary look above his head never left his body——
"Who are you?"
"I'll go in and see that guy, please wait a moment."
The man in black had a face as calm as sinking into the water. He did not answer Ling Chen's question. He came to Ling Chen's side and whispered in a casual tone.
"you……"
The black energy sword at his waist trembled slightly, and waves like water overflowed from the body of the man in black. Ling Chen's whole body was trembling, and he could hardly control his left hand that was gripping the hilt of the sword.
powerful!
Too strong!
Ling Chen was so suppressed that he could not speak. In the dark world! The hierarchy is deep and strict, and no crossing is allowed——
At this moment, Ling Chen sensed from this black-clothed man an aura similar to that of Mo Shangyu, and the majestic pressure flowed out continuously, wild and uninhibited...
The pressure only made Ling Chen's body "bounce"...
Opening his mouth, Ling Chen wanted to say something. But he couldn't say it. He was too suppressed.
"call"
Holding on to the handrails of the aisle with both hands, Ling Chen's strong body almost collapsed to the ground. Through the bright candlelight, Ling Chen found that the man in black had walked into the attic and came to the wooden bed. But now Ling Chen's face was pale as he lowered his head.
, looked into the house with weak eyes.
Standing upright beside the bed, the man in black looked down at Mo Shangyu who was sleeping on the bed.
"It's very tiring to hide in the shadow, but"
The man in black paused and continued;
"I will let you participate in this competition. As Taiyi's genius, how can you stand still and shrink..."
Hearing what the man in black said, the sleeping Mo Shangyu's eyelids twitched. Did he hear what the man in black said? His eyebrows furrowed slightly, but he did not wake up.
"Have a good rest, I look forward to fighting with you"
The man in black didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out.
The man in black walked out and restrained his energy. Ling Chen stood firm beside the aisle, his pupils full of alertness.
"Do you want me to invite you, or do you want to go by yourself?"
The man in black didn't talk much, he was very concise and capable.
After hearing this, Ling Chen narrowed his pupils violently and asked hesitantly;
"Where to go?"
"Mingqi Peak"
"Who's looking for me?"|
“You’ll know when you go there!”
This time, the man in black did not tell Ling Chen any useful information. He just passed Ling Chen and walked downstairs...
Behind him, Ling Chen's face changed. For a moment, he glanced at the corridor where the man in black disappeared. Ling Chen gritted his teeth and walked down.
There is no way, in the face of powerful cultivation, all the motives of the weak will pale in comparison.
Ling Chen knew that he didn't want to go, and the man in black had a hundred ways to force him to go, so instead of forcing him down the mountain, Ling Chen wanted to go down the mountain by himself.
Because you are in your own hands, and no one knows who fate will favor in the next moment.
Walking on the dark and undulating mountain road, Ling Chen and the man in black held each other for a long distance.
For Ling Chen, who was lagging a long way behind, the man in black had no words and walked silently under the bluestone steps.
late at night.
Dark night and cold wind may be the most perfect pair in the world.
The dark night is wrapped in cold wind, which can make passers-by walking on the dark road feel the tingling sensation on their skin.
Although the dark night road was nothing to the two of them, Ling Chen's depressed mood was cut by the cold wind.
The icy cold wind reflects the elegance of the night.
Coupled with the slow footsteps of the two silent figures, perhaps they can cut out a beautiful picture of the dark night, watching their figures slowly disappear into the darkness.
On the quiet mountainside of Xieyun Peak, only the cold wind blew, and tiny raindrops flew; the surrounding branches and leaves swayed, and there were bursts of "rustling" sounds...