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In Yongjing, there is a huge city of black rock.

It is pitch black, entrenched in the southwest of Yongjing, adjacent to the Yasukuni Military Headquarters, facing Panlong Mountain, and behind it is a wide martial arts arena. On the periphery is the city guard barracks in Yongjing.

There was only one concave corner facing east, where a very high wall was erected, enclosing the entire city from the Yongjing city district.

It was like a besieged beast.

Under the pressure of many parties, he had no choice but to put away his sharp minions.

The Yasukuni people call it "summoning the soul," a term similar to that of a branch of an administrative branch.

The Spirit Clan, on the other hand, is more accustomed to calling it "Lock Spirit City".

Yi Fang pulled Yue Xiaoqun into here.

Yue Xiaoqun was amazed at the grandeur of this Black Rock City. As a Terran, she grew up listening to the legends of the Great War of the Human Spirits.

History is always like this, and the winner will always go out of his way to brag about his exploits.

But for Yifang......

Her expression was very solemn.

She is a spirit race.

In the face of this prison for their spirit clan, Yi Fang's expression was really solemn.

The Spirit Clan's attitude towards Lock Spirit City is very complicated.

On the one hand, due to the agreement made three hundred years ago, the Spirit Clan will select a part of the weaker spirit clan from the lower spirits every year to send them to Yongjing and fill the Lock Spirit City for the human race to send.

This agreement was made on the initiative by the Spirit Race when they were defeated and put out the war with the Terrans. They also never thought to actively tear it up.

But on the other hand, by virtue of this agreement, the Terrans should not be so much sending the spirits as "using" them.

There are five major divisions under the Soul Summoning Service.

They are the Spiritual Cultivation Division, the Spiritual Training Division, the Spiritual Medicine Division, the Spiritual Weapons Division, and the Registration Division.

Among them, the Department of Spiritual Training and the Department of Spiritual Medicine, as the name suggests, are the departments for training and healing the spirit race. The Registrar Department is also easy to understand, as an administrative department for recording and managing the personnel related to the Spirit Clan in the Yasukuni Kingdom.

But the Soul Cultivation Division and the Spirit Weapons Division .....

Thinking of these two divisions, Yi Fang couldn't help but feel a sense of anger in her heart.

There is a profession in the Soul Cultivation Division called "Soul Cultivator", and their main job content is to take care of the spirit clan sent to Yongjing, and then select the more qualified ones, so as to obtain the new spirit clan with better qualifications.

These newborn spirits are indoctrinated with the idea of human supremacy from birth.

So, when they grow up, they will become excellent Terran lackeys without exception!

And the Spirit Weapon Division is even more hateful.

This division is completely using the spirit race as some kind of tool!

The spirits who are sorted out by the Soul Cultivation Division will be sent to the Spirit Weapons Division immediately. The soul is extracted by a keen spirit weapon, and then the soul of the spirit clan is made into a tool spirit by a certain method, and injected into some dead things.

These dead things that were injected into the souls of the spirit race were transformed into "spirit weapons" that were in short supply in Yongjing!

And those spirits who died from soul draining?

It's just an inferior spirit race, dead is dead, and no one will remember them!

There was a lot of anger within the Spirit Clan against these two divisions, but no matter how angry they were, it didn't help.

Since the mysterious disappearance of the Spirit Lord three hundred years ago, the only Spirit Monarch who can command the Spirit Clan has not woken up.

And so now it has ended up in this field.

Not to mention the inferior spirit clan with a body like a mustard, even the powerful superior spirit clan has nothing to do about it. The entire Spirit Clan is now like an ant colony that has lost its leader, and it spends its days in a panic.

I don't know when this kind of day will be a head!

Yifang's fists clenched and relaxed, relaxed and tightened.

"Yifang, do you feel like it's a little cold here?"

Yue Xiaoqun stopped shouting at some point, and now he was hugging his arms tightly, rubbing his hands together to keep warm.

Yifang gave her a surprised look.

In order to prevent the occurrence of a rebellion of the Spirit Clan and the situation of disaster in Yongjing, the Lock Spirit City used a large number of light stones in the construction. This is the natural enemy of the spirit race, and all the spirit races will be suppressed under its effect, and all kinds of discomfort will occur.

Just like Yifang, she is a member of the Silver Moon Clan, a subordinate branch of the Spirit Clan, and she naturally likes water and hates drought.

So as soon as she stepped into this Locked Spirit City, she felt as if she was in a desert, and the water on her body was about to be absorbed and dried up.

But Yue Xiaoqun shouldn't have any reaction because of the light stone!

Yi Fang's gaze fell on most of the people around her who were walking in the shade.

She looked up.

The sun overhead is shining brightly!

But Yue Xiaoqun's face was frozen to white, and it was impossible for him to be a fake when he was shivering with cold!

Yifang looked confused.

"Miss, are you wearing less clothes today?"

She subconsciously pulled Yue Xiaoqun's wrist and flipped over her sleeve.

"No!" Yue Xiaoqun hurriedly frowned and retorted: "I will wear a few pieces when you take out a few pieces in the morning, the same as usual." I didn't lie to you!"

Yifang counted carefully.

Indeed, Yue Xiaoqun wore all the clothes she took out in the morning, and none of them were missing.

This is really weird!

Yi Fang glanced at Yue Xiaoqun suspiciously.

She was by her side for a total of twelve years. Since Yue Xiaoqun was six years old, she has entered her yard and spent time with her.

She's a Terran, right!

In any case, it is impossible to feel uncomfortable under the influence of the light stone!

But the reaction of all the Races around her was the opposite of her.

Why is that?

Yifang couldn't explain it.

"Yifang, I don't want to stand here anymore!

Yue Xiaoqun was so cold that he shouted.

She couldn't read the complicated expression on Yifang's face. Although she knew that Yifang must be thinking about something important now, because her expression was serious.

But no matter what she's thinking......

"Yifang! I'm so cold!"

Yue Xiaoqun's abruptly rising shout interrupted Yi Fang's distraction.

The crowd around them looked at each other with a look that seemed to be looking at something strange.

They were so sunburned by the scorching sun that they couldn't take off their clothes and get down, and there were still people shouting cold here?

Yifang turned her head to look.

She looked at Yue Xiaoqun with some embarrassment: "The clothes are all in the baggage, and they can't be taken out and put on in public." Let's go to the Registrar and get the name tag and key first, and then change it?"

Although she really wanted to open her bag and take out her thick clothes to put on now, she saw Yi Fang's earnest eyes......

Yue Xiaoqun finally nodded with a pout.

"Then let's hurry up and get it!"

She likes Yifang, so she can't let Yifang be embarrassed in front of outsiders.

Yue Xiaoqun compromised.

"Good!"

Yifang responded happily.

She didn't want to stay here any longer, to be looked at by the Terrans around her with all kinds of curious eyes. What's more, she was afraid that she would be watched for a long time, and she couldn't help but attack these enemies who were very likely to become spirit summoners.

At that time, if something happens, I'm afraid that the patriarch will not be able to explain to the ten spirits.

After all, the current Spirit Race simply can't withstand the second war.