Everyone has frustrations, and once people are down, they often want to find a strange place to hide, thinking that they can escape anything in the world. In fact, the most famous thing in the Linglong World is not the Immortal Tree, but the Lost City!

The Lost City is the most famous city that never sleeps in the Linglong realm, where the world's most enchanting singer - the long-hated fairy, and the highest demon monk - the white fox, this is the country abandoned by the gods, but it is a paradise for demons and demons. There is no benevolence and morality on the rivers and lakes, nor the glory and light of the floating world, only infinite darkness and endless ugliness.

The sky of the Lost City seems to never dawn, forever shrouded in darkness. On the city tower, a half-hundred-year-old man with a rickety body was looking up at the blood-colored moon in mid-air, his eyes revealed deep despair and desolation, and after a long sigh, he untied the black gourd wine jug on his waist, and slowly took a sip of wine, and in a trance, there was a flash of light in his gray eyes.

In the world, where there is darkness, there must be light, no matter how dark the night, as long as there is a light, even a fleeting spark, it will bring light and hope. The old man's old fingers holding the jug on the castle tower trembled slightly, and his orange-peeled face flushed a little, and it was obvious that he was very excited, and it was hard for you to imagine that this old body seemed to be instantly injected with vitality into the soul, and even the empty and desperate eyes were alive.

Because, in this dark and ugly lost city, there is a white streamer that pierces the eternal darkness like the sun, and then this white light disappears on the tower. "Uncle, your flask is empty again" The voice is not loud or dull, just like this person, on his face, you can never see too happy or too disappointed, whether he has experienced too many ups and downs. The old man touched the cold mask on his face, turned around and looked at the mud-sealed wine jar in the young man's hand and said, "I didn't expect to be able to drink the strongest burning knife in Saibei in Lost City!"

"I can't imagine making friends in Lost City!" the young man's tone froze a little, as if he was recalling something.

The old man looked at the silver-haired young man in front of him, his old eyes were full of tears, but the young man in front of him couldn't see it, because his face was covered with a thick mask, and the old man's voice trembled a little: "Do you remember your name?"

Unexpectedly, the old man would ask such a strange question, but the young man did not answer him directly, but said to himself: "Uncle, you should know my name when you look at me like this, they all say that I am like "wood". ”

"There is nothing wrong with making wood, what a joy it is for a person to have no desires and no feelings!" The old man looked at the dark night again, his eyes full of despair.

"Actually, wood, can cry and laugh, but after a long time, I forget to cry and laugh", the young man also looked at the dark night sky, but in his deep and desperate eyes, there was an unswerving firmness. After a long silence, the young man finally lowered his head and pretended to be brisk: "Uncle, can you invite me to a drink?"

The old man patted the empty wine jug and said with a smile: "If you have a chance, I will definitely invite you to drink my daughter red that I have treasured for many years!"

"It's a deal!" Wood dragged his tired, slow steps into the deeper darkness of the Lost City......

When a person wears a mask, does it mean that he is trying to escape something, does it mean that he is also a frustrated person, Mu Tou thinks that the old man who is drunk and unconscious every day on the city tower seems to be an old acquaintance, but he will not say it, because in this lost city, who is not a frustrated person?

"Uncle, please spare me, the concubine was infected with the wind cold last night, and her body was a little unwell......" In the Lost City, the woman of Yichun Palace is begging for mercy from the military master patrolling the city, and her delicate voice is easy to lead people to reverie, "Spare you, is your virgin sister willing to serve the uncle?" haha...... Ha ha...... , you will obey the uncle, little wave hoof", "Stop, you look like a dog, but you still talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes? Look at the little master who doesn't slaughter your dog's head!" It was a hot-blooded young man who drew a knife to help, because only a hot-blooded young man would fight unevenly. Outside the Yichun Palace, several ragged wanderers were looking at the young girl with a spring posture and a lewd smile on their faces, and their appearance seemed to be no longer strange.

Mu stopped outside the Yichun Palace, and then walked straight in, he paused beside the military master who was patrolling the city, glanced at the delicate woman, and then walked up to the second floor without looking back. Immediately, the military master shrank his head and removed the long knife on the woman's body, and said with a humble and flattering smile on his face: "Lord Mu Yaxing, you are bothered by your humble duties!"

Many people say that those who achieve great things are only husbands, and it seems that women are just accessories of men, they are like vines wrapped around men, and it seems that they can't live without men. But Wood didn't think so, for he remembered that there was a woman with whom he had been inseparable, but they had been separated for so long that even he had forgotten what the woman looked like. In fact, the purpose of his coming to Yichun Palace was just to see Xue Wu, because from Xue Wu's body, he could see the appearance of another woman. For Xue Wu, isn't he cruel!