The Three Realms Divine Cult has been in decline for many years, and even if it still has some fame, even if it can occasionally stir up some bad things, at least judging from the situation in the past ten years, this sect is no longer on the table. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, the tension and slaughter of the atmosphere are actually only within the True Immortal Alliance, and even more on the side of the Fuyun Division, of course, the order to track down the Three Realms Divine Sect has already come down from above, and the forces on all sides have also begun to move slowly, both openly and secretly, but at least from the outside, the Immortal City has not changed much, and at most it is just a little more talk after dinner.

Lao Liu, the former inspector of the Fuyun Division, finally handed over all his responsibilities on this day, and he was truly and completely retired. His mood was a little complicated, a little lost, but also a little happy.

I am happy because I can do things in the True Immortal Alliance, which is the most desirable and best choice for the monks in most of the Xiuzhen sects, especially the disciples of the small and medium-sized sects, where they have the opportunity to get better resources and better opportunities, as well as respect that is difficult to get on weekdays, and what is lost is that those things certainly have a price, many times they need to sweat and blood and even work hard, and after retiring, all this is over.

Lao Liu didn't know many people in the Fuyun Division, but there were also a few acquaintances, so on this day, everyone got together to drink for him, but it was a pity that the young man Bian Zhe, who he was very optimistic about, had already left Xiancheng a few days in advance because of his duties, and he couldn't give him his last ride in the days when he was about to retire.

Lao Liu has some regrets, but it is also a very pleasant thing to drink and laugh with the other old brothers of the Fuyun Division, the road is almost over, and many times he sees through and opens, so he has a lot less scruples when he talks, and after drinking too much, he even said something to a top boss who came to see him with a smile and half seriousness.

The boss was a woman, usually solemn and stern, but on this night she laughed it off and didn't care. On the contrary, the other people at the surrounding wine table changed their faces one by one, looking at Lao Liu like a monster, and no one accosted them.

Lao Liu noticed something, but when the wine came up, he couldn't react for a while, so he didn't want to think about it. By the time he slowly came to his senses, it was already the morning of the next day, and it was time for him to leave the fairy city.

That morning, Lao Liu sat on the bed and broke out in a cold sweat, then packed up his package and ran away, he didn't dare to stay in Xiancheng for a while, and he didn't even care about the agreement that the other old brothers had made an appointment to see him off.

But fortunately, he didn't encounter any accidents in the process of going out of the city, it seems that the woman with the nickname "Black Widow" was unprecedentedly not angry, Lao Liu called it a fluke in his heart, and secretly warned himself that he was confused, and he was cautious and cautious all his life, and he actually did such a stupid thing before leaving.

In such a staggered thought, he walked all the way out of the magnificent and majestic gate of the fairy city, and gradually walked away. When people came and went on the busy and crowded avenue outside the city, in a calm, and in the noise, a somewhat sad exclamation suddenly came from a distance, and even many people did not react.

But there were also people who heard the voice and retold it clearly when they tracked it down afterwards. That morning, as usual, Lao Liu, who hurried out of the city, left the last cry before he suddenly disappeared, which was like this: "Blood Warbler ......"

However, the fact that ordinary mortals are far from knowing is that the Fuyun Division of the True Immortal Alliance, the beloved general under the command of Tianlan Zhenjun, is in charge of the power of the Fuyun Division, and even in the huge True Immortal Alliance, there is a famous leader in charge, who is a woman, named Xue Ying, nicknamed Blood Ying.

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At dawn, Ding Dong and Lu Chen both woke up.

Without saying anything more, Ding Dong quickly left here, and Lu Chen sent her to the intersection and did not continue to descend the mountain. He looked at the back of the woman who had left in a hurry, and was silent.

Did something happen while she was in the mountains?

Why did she look so vulnerable and helpless last night?

Was she afraid of Lu Chen, afraid of death, or something else?

Later, she didn't say anything more, and Lu Chen didn't ask again.

The days quickly calm down again, or on the surface, these lives never change, forever repeating themselves day after day. Ding Dong never came to Lu Chen again, and the words she said in a slightly trembling voice in the darkness that night seemed to be just whispers in the dark, silently floating in the wind.

Lu Chen continued to live alone, occasionally going to the tavern at the bottom of the mountain to drink, and more often he stayed in his own thatched hut. Every day, he tried to re-cultivate by himself, but the qualifications of the reborn Five Elements Divine Disk were indeed a little too inferior, making his path of re-cultivation extremely difficult, and the spiritual power in his body was very small, and the progress every day was not much. But Lu Chen was not discouraged, on the contrary, he has always insisted on and started to move forward again on the road he once walked.

As for the side of the dark god disk, he had not touched it since that night.

Because when he recalled the situation in that darkness, Lu Chen clearly felt that at least at that moment, when the darkness was at its most turbulent, he faintly had an illusion of losing control of his reason or body.

And that black spiritual power, in two attempts, was almost certainly related to killing and death. Lu Chen was not afraid of blood, nor was he afraid of the dark, these two things had always accompanied him through those days in his past silent years. However, if it is a spiritual power that can only be obtained by killing and dying, this kind of thing is still beyond the boundaries of Lu Chen's heart at the moment, and there is also an inconspicuous but very important thing that makes Lu Chen subconsciously keep a little distance from this dark divine disk.

It was a pot of weirdly sour rabbit meat.

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"Lao Liu is dead. ”

The hot sun shone outside, and although the tavern was cooler, it wasn't much better. The sweat on the old horse's head was still oozing out, he wiped it with a towel, half-covered his face, and said to Lu Chen in a flat tone.

"How did you die?"

"On the day he left Xiancheng, he disappeared outside the east gate of Xiancheng, someone heard the shouting, but no one found him. When he was found again, Lao Liu was already a corpse, thrown in the black pine forest outside the West Gate, and even the corpse had been half gnawed by wild beasts. ”

Lu Chen was silent for a while and asked, "Is it the hand of the Demon Sect?"

Lao Ma sighed, put down the towel in his hand, and then said: "During this time, Fuyun Si killed two inspectors in a row, and Zhang Jiuping was sure to be killed by the Demon Sect, but Lao Liu couldn't conclude for a while, and there was no trace of the Demon Sect's action on him for the time being. And ......"