"This is a good idea!" Mu Ge said immediately, looking ready to make a move. Just when they were about to ask Ye Feiran for his opinion, Ye Murin suddenly said, "You have become famous in the Shura Fighting Arena. Let's go to the City that Never Sleeps!" When they heard the words "City that Never Sleeps", everyone who knew about its existence was slightly startled. However, the next moment they seemed to understand Ye Mulin's suggestion, but they were still worried. These people in front of them are the future of the family. They will definitely protect them, and the city that never sleeps is a gathering place for desperadoes. If something happens in the City that never sleeps, their family will not dare to cause trouble in the City that never sleeps. After all, although competition within the City that never sleeps is fierce, they will always be united in dealing with the outside world at critical moments. "The city that never sleeps?" Ye Feiran and the others heard about the city that never sleeps for the first time, so they all looked at Ye Murin with doubts on their faces. “Only after you become a tribulation-transcending monk will you gradually learn about the existence of the Nightless City, because only the tribulation-transcending monks can enter the Nightless City if you are not a desperado. If you have all become Tribulation Overcoming monks and need to consolidate your cultivation, the Nightless City is the best choice. " When Ye Feiran and the others looked at each other, the elder of the Mu family couldn't help but say, "Emperor..." However, before he said two words, Ye Murin interrupted him, "Murong Lingji and I will accompany them." After hearing this, the shepherd elder stopped talking. On the one hand, he did not want to offend Xieyun Palace. On the other hand, Emperor Zun and Murong Poison Master accompanied him so that the children could at least come out alive. As a result, although the elders of other families did not want their most promising disciple to go to the City that Never Sleeps, they did not dare to speak at the moment. Ye Yuheng and Gong Yufu had no objection. On the one hand, Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan were both Mahayana monks, and Ye Murin and Murong Lingji were also traveling with them. On the other hand, even if they disagreed, Ye Fei Ran will also convince them. So, they just gave Ye Feiran and Ye Feixuan some advice. "Be careful, look more and talk less." "Muren, Mr. Murong, I'm sorry to bother you." "No trouble, we just happened to be planning to go to the city that never sleeps." Murong Lingji said with a smile. Ye Mulin also said, "I am the deputy instructor of Fengyun Team Three." The implication is that this is his responsibility. In this way, Ye Yuheng and the others were escorted home by the secret guards of Xieyun Palace, while Ye Murin and Murong Lingji took Fengyun Team 3 and Ye Feixuan directly to the City that Never Sleeps. On the spaceship, Ye Feiran received the eye signal from his friend, raised his eyes to look at Ye Mulin, and asked, "Lord Emperor, where is the city that never sleeps?" "Not far, just in Flowing Light City." Ye Mulin replied. Flowing Light City is right next to Xieyun Palace, it is indeed very close. "By the way, why are only the Tribulation Tribulation cultivators slowly learning about the existence of the Nightless City?" Ye Feiran continued to ask. When faced with Ye Feiran's questions, Ye Murin always answered in detail. "Because people who did not meet the requirements for cultivation went to the City of Night, all of them died, and the forces behind the deceased did not dare to cause trouble to the City of Night, so this rule was gradually formed." Ye Feiran and the others nodded. This rule is also for their cultivators who have transcended the tribulation and below. "Can you tell us about the situation in the City that Never Sleeps?" This time, Ye Murin did not answer Ye Feiran in detail, but said, "You will know then." Everyone: "..." Why did Deputy Instructor Ye become like this? Next, no matter how hard and soft Team Fengyun 3 tried, Ye Murin and Murong Lingji never mentioned the city that never sleeps again. In the end, they can only make their own depressing guesses. Ye Feiran naturally didn't give up, "Mu Lin, why can't you tell me?" Ye Murin reached out and rubbed Ye Feiran's head, "It will be beneficial and harmless to you to consolidate your cultivation by keeping the city that never sleeps mysterious." Ye Feiran: "..." Fine! After adjusting her emotions, she pulled Ye Mulin aside and asked softly, "Mu Lin, how is your soul repairing?" Hearing this, Ye Murin was slightly startled and knew what Ye Feixuan might have said to Ye Feiran. He stretched out his hand to rub Ye Feiran's head and said with a smile, "The effect of repairing the soul in the dark holy pool is good. If the dark holy pool appears a few more times and the number of purple lotus is enough, my soul can be completely restored." Fixed.” Ye Feiran was very happy, but did not forget to confirm again, "Is it true?" Ye Murin nodded, "Really!" The next moment, Ye Feiran immediately put his hands together and prayed, "I hope the Dark Holy Pool will appear more times in the future." Ye Murin looked at her lovingly at the side. After she finished praying, he said, "Then Cheng Ran'er's auspicious words will be given." Ye Feiran curled his lips and smiled, then explored the mysterious space with his spiritual consciousness. When she saw a vibrant lotus pond, she was shocked! The purple lotus has actually grown so big, and now we are just waiting for it to bloom. Ahhhh...this surprise really comes too suddenly! Ye Feiran couldn't wait to share the news with Ye Murin. Ye Mulin was also shocked and excited. After getting excited, he asked directly, "Ran'er, why did Zilian grow like this all of a sudden? What opportunities did you encounter in the ancient secret realm?" Hearing this, Ye Feiran immediately thought of the two time arrays in the Tongtian Ancient Tree. The mysterious space must have been affected by the time arrays. The two time arrays on the Tongtian ancient tree may be more than ten or twenty years, and the time that passed in the mysterious space is three times that of more than ten or twenty years. Coupled with the influence of Yin and Yang Spring, the purple lotus grew into . Moreover, the auras of the ancient nine-tailed fox and the ancient dark phoenix are stronger than before, and the strength of other beasts has also increased by at least one level. This must be God's favor for her! Thinking of this, Ye Feiran raised his eyes to look at the sky and sincerely said silently in his heart, thank God! "Mu Lin, although I really want to tell you, God forbids me." Ye Murin was slightly startled, but he naturally understood the situation, "Then I won't say anything." "good!" Immediately afterwards, Ye Murin reached out and hugged Ye Feiran into his arms, rested his chin on the top of her hair, and said softly, "Ran'er, thank you!" Without Zilian, it would be impossible to repair his broken spirit. Ye Feiran hugged the man back, "Thank you for nothing. You have done a lot for me. We are just going in both directions. Whoever pays more and who pays less does not need to be held accountable." Ye Murin was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Ran'er is right!" The more a person gets, the more he pays. Ran'er obviously bears a lot of responsibilities, and he will share them with her in the future. m.biqubao.com However, we will talk about the future later. He just hopes that Ran'er can practice happily now. Soon, the spaceship landed in Flowing Light City.
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
