Just when the summit meeting of the world was being held in the Huanshen Palace, on the fifth floor of Xiao Mi Tian, there was a small withered mountain peak. There was an adobe hut on the mountainside. The house had no doors or windows. In front of the house, there was a withered tree with only charcoal left
There is a tree with a few branches. There is a small open space in front of the tree. There is no grass growing on the ground. There is a well in the wasteland, which is dry and bottomed out.
It was a dark night above the mountain peaks. A huge light map floated in the night sky. Curved white lights outlined the mountains and rivers. Between the mountains and rivers, a colorful light point shone on most of the land.
"call!"
A black shadow fell from the sky, landed in front of the dilapidated hut, knelt on one knee and said:
"My lord, my subordinate is back."
This person wore a black cloth on his face, his voice was as hoarse as the howl of a wild wolf on a moonlit night, and a pair of bloody pupils were exposed under his pale forehead. He was the owner of Yanyu who appeared in Xuanwu Mountain that day!
"snort!"
After a while, a cold snort came from the hut, which made the owner of Yanyu tremble in shock. He completely lost the arrogance and coldness he had when facing Bai Yunsheng.
"Did you give the order to massacre Moon Hill?"
An indifferent voice floated over, and a figure slowly walked out of the hut, it was Xiang Tianya, the elder of the family.
He was obviously a little dissatisfied with the owner Yanyu's arbitrary decision-making.
"At that time, I was so angry that I didn't think too much. Please punish me, my lord." The host of Yanyu replied cautiously.
Xiang Tianya stood under the dead tree in front of the door with his hands behind his hands, looking at the dead branches, and said lightly:
"The five major families guard the five original branches of the Central Plains. They will be destroyed sooner or later, but not at this time. The death of Yue Yueqiu will scare the snake. Now that the remaining five major forces have gathered in Jingzhou, it will not be so simple in the future.
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The host of Yanyu suddenly became anxious after hearing this. He could already feel the faint murderous intent in Xiang Tianya's words. He had absolutely no doubt that he would be killed instantly with one move.
"My lord, do you want to leave them in Jingzhou?"
Host Yanyu suppressed the trembling in her heart and asked respectfully.
Xiang Tianya still didn't even look at the people behind him, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, attack people first by attacking their hearts. Once their hearts are confused, it won't be a big deal. Our enemies are not these bastards."
"Yes, I understand!"
"Go down and send someone to keep an eye on Bai Yunsheng."
"yes......"
The figure of the owner of the building, Yanyu, disappeared like dust, and at this moment, something miraculous happened.
I saw that on the dead tree in front of the thatched house, emerald green leaves grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and white flowers bloomed like snow, with fluorescent dots that were beautiful and magical.
"Life is death, death is life. The great avenue of heaven and earth is really wonderful."
Xiang Tianya looked at the vibrant flowers and trees in front of him, murmured something that no one understood, and then turned around and returned to the hut.
And the moment he left, the delicate white flowers instantly withered, the green leaves withered, and the tree turned yellow again.
However, if Bai Yunsheng came to this place, he would be very familiar with it. Because in this scene, the person is the old man Xiqi who helped him practice, but the place is the place where he rescued the old man Xiqi from trouble.
...
After all, paper cannot cover fire.
A few days after several prominent families gathered in Zhongyuan.
The news of Moon Hill's destruction hit the entire world like a storm.
Everyone who heard about it lamented the demise of this giant who had stood for hundreds of thousands of years, and various news about the murderer emerged one after another.
Yueyue Qiu of Kunshan Continent has stepped down, and one of the five major families has been wiped out. Sects of all sizes in the world are paying attention to the movements of the remaining four continents.
But what is strange is that the four major families of gold, wood, water, and fire have kept an unusually low profile, including Tianyi Academy, one of the Six Extremes, which has not made any statement.
After boiling for more than a month, the boiling water gradually seeped into the darkness underground, forming a raging undercurrent, impacting the pattern of this world that has not changed for thousands of years!
Just when rumors of Moon Hill's demise were spreading, the three young men crossed the rolling hills, crossed the Wujiang River, and entered the territory of Lihuobuzhou.
It was already early autumn. In front of us were undulating hills, green fields, and the Wujiang River meandering through the plains. It painted a scene of entering the southern country for the first time.
Lingyue Mountain.
The first mountain on the east bank of Wujiang River.
More than a hundred miles ahead is the border of the most powerful country in Lihuobu Continent—Yingguang Kingdom.
It was past noon, and three figures, two men and one woman, were speeding along the official road to Lingyue Mountain leading to the country of Fluorescence.
The man has a wide face and wears a yellow blouse, the other has blue hair and is handsome with a sword on his back, the woman wears a veil, and her yellow pupils reveal a chilling murderous aura.
"Brother, where is this?"
The young man in yellow hair coat raised his hands to cover his eyes, looked at the small town not far away, and asked.
"Yunxia is a vassal state of the Yingguang Kingdom. After passing through here and climbing over a hill, you will reach the boundary of Jiangzhou."
The blue-haired young man pointed to a mountain in the distance and replied, but there was some doubt in his eyes as he looked at the city gate.
Think about it, although this Yunxia country is a small country, it is located at the throat of Jiangzhou and adjacent to the Wujiang River. It has always been very prosperous. In the past, there was an endless stream of merchants traveling on this road, but now if you look at it, let alone caravans, even a single figure.
No.
"let's go."
The young man carrying the sword put away his worries and said to the two people around him.
More than half a month had passed since Moon Hill was wiped out. Following the direction of Yinma Mountain, Bai Yunsheng, Xiang Wujian and Murong Chen came from Xingyun Desert to Lihuobu Continent in the southeast of the Central Plains.
For the sake of safety, the three of them simply changed their appearance. Xiang Wujian had activated the water spirit in his body, so it was easy to disguise himself. There is no need to worry about Bai Yunsheng's Wuxiang magic.
In order to calm Murong Chen's mood, they rode horses and boats all the way, admiring the mountains and rivers while diluting their emotions.
But contrary to expectations, all the rumors they heard along the way were news of the demise of Moon Hill.
Fortunately, Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian were by their side, which was a comfort to Murong Chen, who was filled with hatred. Even so, the heroine still killed more than a dozen people on impulse.
The road leading to the small country under the clouds was extremely quiet. After walking for a long time, there was still no one in sight.
As the three of them slowly approached the city wall, a huge stone tablet stood under the city wall. The surface of the tablet was ancient and mottled. When they got closer, they saw that all the historical relics about Yunxia were engraved on it.
The city gate next to it was closed, and it was extremely quiet. There was not a single guard in sight.
Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian suddenly became wary.
"This is not the right place."
Bai Yunsheng was the first to say it.
Xiang Wujian also continued to worry and said: "Yes, Yunxia Country has been rich and prosperous since ancient times, and there will never be such a situation."
"Brother is so familiar with this place."
Bai Yunsheng asked casually, Xiang Wujian's eyes moved and he didn't answer, he was minding his own business:
"Something must have happened in the city. Please be careful."
And just as the three of them left the stone monument and prepared to enter the city, Xiang Wujian suddenly caught sight of an engraving on the stone base from the corner of his eye, and his heart instantly became confused.
Those are three drops of blood drawn on the stone tablet with the force of fingers. Xiang Wujian, who has been in Yanyu Tower for a while, is definitely not unfamiliar with it - this is the unique code of Yanyu Tower.
Viewed from the front, the shape of the code is no different from that of wind erosion. It requires a truly understanding person to understand it from a clear perspective. If Xiang Wujian hadn't happened to see it with his peripheral vision at this moment, he wouldn't have been able to spot it at all.
"Oops, are they here too?"
Xiang Wujian was worried in his heart, but Bai Yunsheng called him over to open the city gate.
Bai Yunsheng and Xiang Wujian pushed open the heavy city gate and said, "Huh!" Suddenly a dark wind blew over, and the three of them had a cold war.
There is finally some "population" in the city.
There are a few vendors scattered on the wide and flat street. The shops on both sides are closed and a cool breeze sweeps by. This place has nothing to do with the word "prosperity" in Xiang Wujian's words.
"What a ghost place." Bai Yunsheng frowned and said worriedly.
"It seems like something did happen."
Before Xiang Wujian finished speaking, Murong Chen was already walking towards a hawker ahead.
"Sister Sassy, wait..."
Bai Yunsheng was about to say something to stop him but was interrupted by Xiang Wujian with a wave of his hand. He glanced over and signaled Bai Yunsheng to get ready.
The stall had two broken shelves, a gray cloth spread out, and a bunch of white candles placed on them.
Murong Chen stood in front of the stall, looked at the shrinking hawker indifferently, and asked:
"Boss, how much does this candlestick cost?"
As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a thick and long piece of white wax and played with it in his hand.
But the hawker in gray cloth with his head lowered did not raise his head or speak, as if he did not hear the customer's words.
Murong Chen didn't care, put down the candle and continued to ask:
"Boss, is there an inn where I can stay?"
The gray-clothed hawker still didn't speak, but slowly raised his head, revealing a strange bluish-black thin face from his fluffy earth-colored hair, with no pupils and hollow lips and teeth, as if possessed by a ghost.
"Who are you!"
Murong Chen was so frightened that he concentrated his karma on his right hand and punched him directly.
The tyrannical punch instantly tore apart the stall and knocked the grimacing hawker to the ground.
"Xiao Chen, come back quickly!"
At this moment, Xiang Wujian felt something was wrong and yelled forward, but it was obviously too late.