Chapter 1 See
The ruined walls of the Snake Spirit Village, unable to block the bright moonlight in the night sky, gently leaned on this dead and silent land, so that the people who were bathed in it were comforted both physically and mentally. There was no wind at night, and the dead trees that had been scorched by a fire were silent, and the new shoots were silent on the branches, leaving only the cicadas singing in solitude.
From the ruins of the Pixiu King to the arena of the battle between the Gen and the Kingdom of Gen, the Snake Spirit Village is the only way for the Linyuan team, even if it is a destroyed and overgrown village, it is much safer than a bare primeval forest with nothing, so this night, Yun Yuan chose to spend the night here.
He didn't sleep, not because of the noise of cicadas, but because of a nightmare, Yun Yuan turned his head, his partners slept soundly, and Snake Nai didn't seem to be affected by the snake spirit village, and slept soundly like a child. Oh, he was a kid...... Lao Cheng smiled and shook his head, Yun Yuan began to reminisce about the nightmare just now, the nightmare was terrible, but intriguing, he first dreamed of his parents who he had never met, which sounded ridiculous, but when Yun Yuan saw two glowing figures in the dream, he was very sure that it was his parents. He cried out two rays of light, but there was no response, and in his dreams, he could not find any answer.
Suddenly the dream changed, and a raging fire was ignited, the same as the fire when the heart of the heart tested him, in the flames, another teenager was sobbing, his body curled up into a ball, his hands on his head, in order to defend against the whip of the leather whip in a person's hand, the boy was frantically beaten, and the flesh was turned up, but he only defended, and did not dare to resist, because that person seemed to be his only relative. At the end of the nightmare, the man seemed to have done something terrible to the young man, which made Yun Yuan wake up from the dream suddenly, as for what he did, Yun Yuan didn't remember too clearly.
Forget it, the battle between Shang Tong is imminent, at the current speed, I don't know if I can get there on time, don't waste time for some inexplicable things. Yun Yuan shook his head and closed his eyes again.
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The whole country of Gen is boiling because of a game, from the year to the game, the red lantern has never been extinguished, hanging at the door of every house is red all night, the street vendors, like narrow magic boxes opened on both sides of the street, like tricks to stun the eyes of passers-by, and the real magicians are performing in the high attic. The dragon and lion dances pass by, as if the smell of the New Year has never dissipated. Zhang Zeduan once wrote the masterpiece "Qingming Riverside Picture", if Yun Yuan is lucky enough to see it, he will definitely feel that what he depicts is the picture here.
This boiling of the whole city is about to usher in its climax, because with the deadline for the registration of the Shangtong competition, the official competition is about to start. Today is the last day of registration. Religions of all sizes, all kinds of sects, have basically rushed to complete the registration, a few days ago it was very lively, there was a long queue of thousands of people to sign up, today is empty, leaving only a few disciples, tired lying on the chair to rest.
"Hey, wake up, that's how you Kun Sect people do things?"
Suddenly, a crisp scream broke the silence, and the doorman who was sleeping on the chair was woken up sadly, and he looked at the owner of the scream with the anger of getting up, but this one was not at all irrelevant from the perspective of identity or appearance, so he had to sadly suffocate the breath that had surged up to his throat and then suffocated it into his stomach, and then looked at the owner of the scream with a smile.
"Dear Miss Li Yuyan, isn't the registration for Qianzong already over? I remember that there was no problem. ”
When Yu Yan was asked, a touch of blush appeared on her face, which was very good-looking, and then she changed back to her inherent coquettishness, and the two years of retreat did not wear out her young lady's temper at all, but became more coquettish and willful. She threw herself up and vented at the doorman.
"Qianzong has finished registering, but the registration has not yet ended! Why are you all starting to sleep, what if someone comes at this time, if you don't register, who will be responsible?"
"Oh, my eldest lady, but all the sects that are a little self-motivated, come to report early in the morning, and leave plenty of time to register, there were few people yesterday, and no one will definitely come to sign up today, you can do it, let the little ones rest?"
"I don't care ...... you!"
Yu Yan still wanted to be a little temperamental, and suddenly an old cough sounded, the beard almost covered the facial features, and the wine stains and oil stains almost covered the beard, but I didn't expect that Qianzong would lead the team this time, and it was Elder Hongying who had not been out of the mountain for many years. This is probably because of Yu Yan...... Yu Yan, who sneaked out without telling everyone, finally restrained herself when she saw this, and followed the old man with a red face, and the doorman disciples all sighed.
"What are you running around, what if you get caught by the bad guys?"
Elder Hongying reprimanded him like Yu Yan's own grandfather.
"Hmph, who dares to arrest me, he's good-looking!"
"Why are you running here to make a fuss? Let me guess, hehe, I know, it's that stinky boy from last time. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. ”
The old man laughed.
"Oh, what are you talking about!"
"But this time hasn't arrived yet, I'm afraid that if there is something wrong on the road, if you don't sign up today, you won't have a chance." ”
"What the hell is this idiot doing......"
Yu Yan muttered quietly.
Dusk is coming to an end, twilight is falling, and the streets are still lit up by lanterns, but the heat is no longer as scorching as it was at noon. The doorman stretched his waist, ready to close the door and end the entire registration work, when suddenly a gust of wind hit, and the doorman shivered.
There will not be such a bone-chilling wind on a summer night, but the doorman is not panicked, he has seen all kinds of cultivators who have been registered with all the major sects, and it is much more terrifying than this, and there is one of the sects that makes him feel like he is alive and ghost during the day. He turned his head unhurriedly, wanting to show the heaviness and atmosphere of the thousand-year-old sect of the Kun Sect.
"Ahh
The doorman screamed in fright, because he saw a group of unkempt people, Zhu Junjie had lived in the jungle for a few years, but there was only one, and now there were four standing in front of the doorman. Except for Xiao Meng, the only girl who has maintained a good appearance, everyone else is like a few homeless people next to the garbage heap at the entrance of a village, and their appearance is simply unsightly.
"You..... This is not the place for you, get out!"
"This little brother, we are not here to beg, we are here to sign up for the competition. ”
It sounded like a pale explanation, but the moment the doorman looked at the person who was talking with him, a magical force convinced him of the man, and he began to help them sign up. It wasn't until I settled down these five that I came back to my senses and looked at the players I had just registered:
Participating team: Linyuan team
Captain: Liu YunyuanGender: MaleAge: Fourteen years oldCultivation:?
When reading this column, the doorman almost spilled the ink, and the elder of the Kun Sect who was in charge of registration explained one thing to these disciples before work, that is, to pay attention to the strength of each team, regardless of whether they were false or real strength, record and report the teams that threaten the Kun Sect team, this work is very boring, because the doorman has recorded that up to now, among the hundreds of teams, except for the team of the Qianzong who has passed the Qianzong, it can be talked about as a "threat" There were very few teams to Kunzong, and the large piece of paper that was originally prepared was written with only a few teams and less than ten teams. But when the doorman saw the cultivation of everyone in the Linyuan team, he gasped, and then solemnly wrote the name "Linyuan team" next to "Qianzong". Then he closed the door and hurried towards the Elder's Mansion with a few lists.