Arena area. Jiang Yinghan had a good fight, but was also tired, so he changed to Tang Mengtong to guard the ring, while Nalan Weiran was still guarding the ring. Because of the fighting prowess of Jiang Yinghan, Tang Mengtong and Nalan Weiran, the practitioners in the arena area pay attention to Han Xize and the others from time to time. Seeing that Ye Feiran, Yunchen and Situ Yu were back, Han Xize couldn't help but joked, "Xiao Yezi, Yunchen, Situ, you are now celebrities in the city that never sleeps." Yunchen glanced at him and silently paid attention to Jiang Yinghan's condition. Situ Yu also silently checked on his cousin's condition in the ring. Han Xize: "???" Was he wrong? Ye Feiran smiled and walked directly to Ye Feixuan. Ye Feixuan sent a message to her, "After you left, many ghost cultivators sent messages to me to inquire about concealing the aura of ghost cultivators. What do you plan to do with the spiritual energy pill?" How to sell it." Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "You can do whatever you want. I have taken a fancy to a lot of medicinal materials in Baicao Pavilion, and I may be busy refining elixirs to pay for them recently." Ye Feixuan nodded, "I understand, I will watch them." "Thank you for your hard work." Ye Feiran patted Ye Feixuan on the shoulder, and then changed the subject, "Nie Liuli and Ran Qinglan are also in the City that Never Sleeps. I suspect that the owner of that hateful look is Nie Liuli." Ye Feixuan frowned, "Shall I go and investigate secretly?" Ye Feiran shook his head, "No, Lord Emperor asked Poison Master Murong to investigate, but you have to be careful here." Ye Feixuan thought of Murong Lingji's ability and nodded, "Okay!" As a result, Ye Feiran had just finished explaining when he received a message from Ye Murin. "Ran'er, Murong Lingji has investigated clearly. Nie Liuli and Ran Qinglan are both in the city that never sleeps. Don't worry, they won't cause trouble. In addition, each of you can go to the ring, and City Lord Feng will arrange someone to protect you. " Hearing the last sentence, Ye Feiran's eyes flashed with surprise, and he quickly sent a message and asked, "Why did Lord Feng City arrange for people to protect us?" Ye Murin chuckled, "Because she begged me and Murong Lingji to consolidate the formation outside the Nightless City." "That's it!" Ye Feiran looked surprised, and then happy again. This was the benefit of having a big backer behind him. The next moment, she changed the topic and said, "Mu Lin, no one in the Nightless City is A Xuan's opponent. Can you let Master Murong and Jin Wu practice with her?" "Okay!" Ye Mulin agreed readily, since he didn't need to be a sparring partner anyway. Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "Lord Emperor, you are so kind!" When Murong Lingji came back, he saw Ye Murin's doting smile. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did something happy happen to Emperor Zun?" Seeing Murong Lingji, the doting smile on Ye Murin's face disappeared in an instant, and then he said expressionlessly, "Ye Feixuan is looking for you as a sparring partner." Murong Lingji: "..." He was busy taking over the handover from Xieyun Palace. In the dark holy pool of the underworld, he was busy fighting the underworld beasts day and night. I originally thought I could take a rest in the city that never sleeps, but I ended up being busy training with Ye Feixuan. Could it be that he was born to work hard and does not deserve to rest? "I reject." "Oh, then I'll tell Ran'er now that you refuse." Ye Mulin said. Hearing this, Murong Lingji instantly thought of Ye Han and quickly stopped him from saying, "No, no, no, I just promise." Ye Murin looked at him with a half-smile. Murong Lingji reached out and touched his nose, then gritted his teeth and said, "For Han'er, I can do anything." On the other side, Ye Feiran told his friends about Ye Murin's message, and they were very happy. Then, they immediately separated. However, before they left, Ye Feiran did not forget to tell them to be careful about Nie Liuli. Ye Feixuan sent Ye Feiran back to the inn and went directly to find Murong Lingji. Suddenly, everyone was busy. Ye Feiran in the inn naturally went back to the mysterious space to refine the elixir, and the mutated nine-leaf red branch was responsible for protecting the law outside. One day later, Feng Li and Feng Wei came to visit Ye Feiran. Seeing that Feng Li had brought a piece of spiritual food, the mutant nine-leaf red branch silently informed Ye Feiran. Ye Feiran just finished a round of alchemy, cleaned up and went out to see Feng Li and Feng Wei. "Master Ye, did we disturb you?" Feng Wei asked cautiously. biqubao.com Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "No." Hearing this, Feng Wei and Feng Li breathed a sigh of relief, and then Feng Wei brought her newly made spiritual food to Ye Fei Ran. "Master Ye, after listening to your suggestion the day before yesterday, I made this spiritual food for you to try." "good!" After Ye Feiran tasted it, he naturally praised it again. Feng Wei was so happy that her face turned red. Then she asked Ye Feiran for advice, then turned around and ran away. Ye Feiran smiled, Feng Li was not surprised. Then, after taking a look, she approached Ye Feiran and lowered her voice, "Master Ye, Alchemist, I have been thinking about it for a long time, and there is something I must tell you." "What's going on?" Ye Feiran asked doubtfully. Feng Li took another look at the surroundings, and directly set up a soundproof barrier before continuing, "As we all know, our city that never sleeps is a gathering place for desperadoes, so they have all kinds of strange abilities. One of them is a divination fortune teller." Hearing this, Ye Feiran raised his eyebrows slightly. Could it be Master Si Xuan? But it seems impossible! Feng Li didn't notice the change in Ye Feiran's expression and continued, "He has been accurate in all the events in the City that Never Sleeps over the years, so everyone believes in him. But I think there is something wrong with him. He occasionally organizes everyone to pray, saying it is for the future of the city that never sleeps, but I think he is stealing everyone's luck. " "Stealing luck?" Ye Feiran frowned, "How do you say this?" "Because every time he prays for blessings, he will gain some treasure. I told my father and others about this matter, and they also investigated it, but found nothing. They thought I was overthinking it." Speaking of this, Feng Li looked angry. However, when she came to her senses, she quickly explained, "Master Ye, the reason why I told you this is not to ask you to investigate Liu Shikai, the fortune teller, but because my father said that your luck is very strong, so I think he They might target you." Ye Feiran raised her lips and smiled, "I understand. Thank you for telling me this. I will let them pay attention to it." Seeing that Ye Feiran had listened to her words, Feng Li looked happy and said, "Okay, then I won't disturb you anymore. Take my leave!" Ye Feiran watched Feng Li leave and then sent a message to her friends to tell them the story. As a result, Han Xize came back with a message immediately. "Little Ye Zi, no wonder I feel like someone is staring at me. If it's not a malicious look, it might be this fortune teller." Ye Feiran's expression condensed and he quickly warned, "Then you should be careful these days and don't let anyone steal your luck."
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. ,,. ,.
