Eventually, she found the silhouette, not anywhere she had guessed before.

In the front hall where she and her brother had stayed, the paper figure with the face of a little Taoist boy hung quietly on the wall, like a robe and a human skin.

Next to this paper figure, there are other paper figures neatly hung, pure white color, smooth faces like whiteboard masks that have not yet taken out their facial features.

Yuan Mo's paper figures are in a white expanse, looking so colorful, bright and dazzling.

Wei Yu's brow furrowed even tighter, and since she appeared in the silent city of memories unconsciously, her brow furrowed more and more, as if she had never let go.

Those whiteboard paper people without color, not only here.

When she searched the City Lord's Mansion, she had also seen these tabula rasa paper figures in other places.

They may be hung on the wall like kites, and a hat with no facial features on them.

Or like real clothes, folded neatly in a half-open closet or box, with a face lacking facial features lying flat and neatly upward.

Looking at the smooth and completely absent facial features of these paper figures, she couldn't help but think of the dead soul whose eyes were snatched out and their tongues were cut off outside the city lord's mansion, and she didn't know if there was a connection between the two.

But whether there is contact or not, Wei Yu has always been far away, and he only looks at these tabula rasa paper figures from a distance and does not touch them up close.

She hadn't forgotten what the mottled moss she wanted to touch was on the fence......

But at this time, she couldn't find the silhouette, the hateful paper figure of the Taoist boy was hiding in a pile of whiteboard paper figures as hateful as the object of its appearance, smiling at her contentmently.

Look, the hateful paper man also pointed to the whiteboard paper figure on the side to make a dressing motion, signaling her to wear it.

In this strange city, in the night city of the Star Pavilion, how could she wear such an inexplicable and incomprehensible thing?

Perhaps, she will really wear it on her body......

After all, she searched the entire City Lord's Mansion and didn't find a suspected opportunity and method to leave here, and no one knew if wearing this tabula rasa paper man was a way to leave here?

But there is one thing that can probably be confirmed.

That's that flamboyant nasty Taoist boy, that little boy-like monk named Yuan Mo, who has definitely been to this silent city!

And more than once.

Wei Yu suddenly felt as if something was missing around her, yes, the rustling sound that was everywhere and never isolated here suddenly disappeared.

The surrounding scenery, or atmosphere, also changed as the rustling sound disappeared. Like a pantomime, there are more sounds, white drawings add color, the distorted images are restored to their original state, and the entire city lord's mansion suddenly comes alive, more angry and less grotesque.

The flat pale mask had also faded from the cold horror of death, and had reverted to ordinary blanks to be filled.

The plain white color has a delicate warmth and elegance.

The silhouette of the paper figure also has a three-dimensional reality, not floating in the air, but stepping on the ground.

There was a grinning evil smile on his face, which was clearly a look of helplessness and sighing.

"Hey, there's a guest coming. ”

A strange and familiar voice came into her ears.

Here comes the man who caused all this change.

She said strange because it was the first time she had seen this person and heard him speak for the first time.

said that she was familiar because although she had never seen it, she had already seen it in the photo, and she remembered all the voices and faces of the comers.

The visitor has a handsome and elegant dusty face, giving people the feeling that the wind is clear and the moon is clear and the snow on the mountain top is cold.

The voice is not high, not in a hurry and has its own rhythm, like the breeze in the forest under the moon, with a unique quiet.

She remembered this person she had never seen before, not because of his good color, but because of this face and this voice, where they belonged, and whose owner they were—Yongqing Daojun.

For the strong, she envies, looks up, yearns, chases!

And Yongqing Daojun is undoubtedly a strong man to look up to, he has seen the frost outside the city, and he has no doubt about the strength of this Daojun.

This girl, who is only well-behaved in front of people who are stronger than herself, will also show this well-behaved in front of the comer at this time.

"The little girl has seen Yongqing Daojun. Naturally, he bowed to each other as a junior.

This female disciple of the Proud Dragon, whose back has always been straight, bent down without hesitation, and her hands are eyebrow to show her sleeves, which shows respect and shows that she has no malice.

"White-clothed and silver-scaled, you are a disciple of the Proud Dragon Sect. It seems to be an inquiry, and it seems to be a retelling.

"Dare to ask Daojun, where is this place?Wei Yu and Senior Brother should have been on the same city wall with your sect's disciples and Lan at this time. ”

It is said that it is better to see than to hear, and if you have never really dealt with this Daojun who lives in a simple place, no one dares to say that this Daojun's personality is the same as it seems.

With the possibility of life, people are afraid to die.

After confirming that this was not the place of death for the Xingchen Pavilion, he learned that he could leave, and he didn't want to die at the hands of this Daojun who met for the first time.

Therefore, she let go of the usual posture of the Star Pavilion of the Proud Dragon Sect, and faced this strong man of the hostile sect with the humility and respect of a junior.

At the same time, increase your own weight, hoping that the other party can scruple.

"The little girl is very polite, but unfortunately she doesn't listen to people. ”

Daojun sighed lightly, and looked past her to the silhouette that had led her here.

Wei Yu's slightly loosened brows were unconsciously twisted together again, and the information revealed in Yongqing Daojun's words made her a little puzzled.

Advise?

Persuade what?

Who advises?

Her mind raced back to the people and things she had met in Nighttown.

As the guardian of the Night City, the Yongqing Daojun can intersect with and be remembered by him is that range, and the only people who speak within this range are the disciples of the Star Pavilion who are most likely to be considered ill-intentioned or deliberately ignored by her.

In other words, if someone from the Star Pavilion came to them to visit Dragon City, she would definitely want to detain people in one place, and would never put people on the city wall that was the focus of attack and defense for them to explore the truth and reality.

And the disciple named He Lan couldn't help but agree too easily.

There is also the stone sent by Wako this morning, which is quite beautiful and shiny, and you can feel that it is full of pure power, containing the meaning of purification.

How could she bring this kind of unknown thing full of power from her opponent with her? Naturally, she also threw her share to her senior brother to study one or two.

At that time, if it was handed over with the stone, it was naturally taken as a mocking warning by her.

He said: The border is dangerous, so it is better for the two of you to be more careful with the local customs......

This is a threat to warn them to keep to themselves!

With the twisted and complicated relationship between their Dragon Sect and the Star Pavilion, where would she think this was some kind of kind advice!

Now that I think about it, maybe, that guy from Kazuko said it on purpose.

"Are you going to stay?" Seeing the girl in front of her standing without saying a word, Yongqing asked with a smile.

He did mean this with a bit of a joke, in this strange realm, except for her own divine thought clone, she didn't want to leave anything else for the demon thoughts entrenched outside the city as rations.

The disciples of the Proud Dragon Sect will not stay.

But Weiyu didn't know what the person in front of him thought, and the news related to Yongqing Daojun didn't say that this was a person who liked to joke.

Wei Yu suddenly felt that this Dao Monarch was decisive and ruthless, in order to prevent the news from leaking here, she was afraid that she would die here today, and she didn't know if her senior brother could escape the pursuit of Xingchen Pavilion.

How could this person, who was just an honorary elder of the Star Pavilion, be so loyal to the formation of each other? Just because she and her senior brother were ordered to come to invite each other but both had an accident in the Night City, he, the Dao Monarch who guarded this place, would definitely not be able to escape the responsibility and implication.

"...... Concubine"

"This is not a good place, it is better for you to leave with Yuan Mo as soon as possible. ”

"Huh——?"

"Do you think you're going to die here?" Yong Qing smiled lightly and pierced the other party's careful thoughts: "Instead of being curious about my long-awaited Night City, why don't you go back and check your own Dragon City." ”

"The demons are cunning, just like this attack in three or five days, it is too bland, and the blood of the demons and the demons are too easy to lose. ”

The demons are not stupid, even if the formation runs in all directions, but relatively speaking, there are always weak points, but they are desperate to fight with these cities, do you really think that the demons who grew up in the conspiracy and fight are all barbarians with solid brains?

I think that the demons have no brains, but they have lost their brains......