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The lead clouds in the sky are like ink, heavy and heavy, and the whirlwind of alternating cold and warm pushes the black and oppressive clouds, just like a piece of thousands of troops and horses, fighting vertically and horizontally, and colliding with shocking thunder from time to time.

The blazing electric light, penetrating the rain curtain of the sky, with a peerless edge, swept away the mortal dust, as if it wanted to calm the demonic atmosphere in the world.

Under the thunder sea, in the vast rain curtain, Yan Lingyun stood in the middle of the mass grave, his figure flickered and moved, his clothes were bulging, and there seemed to be a big python swimming all over his body.

The emanation of his shawl, dancing with him, the epidermis and muscles are like a drum, and the heavy rain in the sky and earth is like a waterfall, like an ocean, but a drop of water cannot add to his body.

Faintly, there is a golden iron rhythm, which rings with its muscles and bones. This is the movement of the human body, the embodiment of the extreme strength of the physical body.

In three months, he practiced his skin like iron, his bones like steel, and his body became perfect.

After a long time, the thunderstorm stopped, the black pressure cloud layer pressed lower, and the clouds moved in all directions, waiting for the next wave to break out.

Yan Lingyun shook away the last few drops of rain, and the gathering stopped.

"This set of 'Mixed Yuan No Leakage True Circle' taught to me by my great-grandfather, I have preliminarily practiced it, but this training is ......"

He frowned and muttered to himself, "Although it tends to be complete, I always feel that I have not finished the work." Why is that? ”

While thinking about it, Ping'er's voice came from the side: "Young Master, this thunderstorm is temporarily off, should we go to that city now?"

Yan Lingyun heard the words and looked, Ping'er was standing not far away, wearing a light blue floral dress and pants, combing a refreshing long braid, holding an oil-paper umbrella, and looking at each other with a light smile.

She is like a fairy after the rain, fresh and natural.

Yan Lingyun remembered what her mother had ordered in the morning, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Let's leave now."

He took a step, his bones crackling, and he shrunk himself to a height of nearly one meter eight. The clothes on his body are specially sewn one-piece robes by Ping'er, and the sleeves are slightly folded, so that no abnormality can be seen.

Ping'er was not surprised and followed him forward.

The border city is the only city in the border wilderness, the place where the eight departments are entrenched, it is a positive octahedron, eight streets and eight gates, and each of the eight occupies a corner.

From the Lianyun tribe to the border city, there are more than 100 miles of mountain roads, Yan Lingyun and Ping'er set off from the broken cemetery garden, and after two or three hours, they rushed to the foot of the border city.

From a distance, the border city under the black clouds is like a hideous giant beast crawling on the plain, exuding a terrifying aura. The city wall is more than ten meters high, and the whole body is made of black lazurite, the edge ore of the black gold mine, which is as hard as fine iron.

Around the city, dig a moat more than 20 meters wide, lead the water of the Tiantear River to settle in, and protect the city. At the base of the city, there are still river holes connected in the city, which lead to the water of the moat for daily use.

"Young Master, which door are we going through?" Ping'er asked Yan Lingyun on the side.

Yan Lingyun was stunned, and a red-clothed fluttering figure appeared in his mind, as if looking at himself and said, "Black charcoal, you are sick, when you realize where your illness is, and leave the Lianyun tribe, I will treat you."

Yan Lingyun stroked his heart with his hand, a touch of tenderness and sadness flashed in his eyes, and he said silently in his heart: "Spark, it's been three months since we separated, are you okay?" I know where I'm sick, but I can't go to you...... I can't afford to pay for the consultation! You wait, I'll soon have enough money for the consultation and I'll go to you." When the time comes...... No one can stop you! ”

"Young Master? Young master......" Ping'er called out repeatedly.

"Oh!" Yan Lingyun came back to his senses and said down, "Crazy Man's Gate." ”

Ping'er didn't notice Yan Lingyun's abnormality, and said: "Directly ahead is the Qingcheng Gate, and the Madman Gate is on its left, let's walk a little further."

Yan Lingyun nodded, followed Ping'er along the moat, and walked to the left.

When the two came to the madman's gate, across the moat, they saw two eye-catching red lanterns hanging on both sides of the wide gate.

In the border wilderness, this is generally only the case for happy events.

The drawbridge had long since been lowered, and the two of them followed the flow of people towards the city gate.

Yan Lingyun found that all the people who entered the city generally carried gifts, as if they were coming to celebrate.

On both sides of the city gate, there are people from the madman tribe standing in line, bowing to those who enter the city, regardless of whether they know it or not, they all greet each other with a smile.

Yan Lingyun and Ping'er entered the city gate with the flow of people and walked into the madman street, and the latter smiled: "This madman tribe doesn't know what happy things they are doing, and even the entrance fee for this trip to the city is exempted." Could it be that he is a madman's descendant, and he marries his relatives. This is a big event, and the forces involved are in turmoil. ”

The Madman Street is very spacious, with a flat floor of blue bricks, which can accommodate ten horse-drawn carriages in parallel.

On both sides of the street, exquisite houses are lined up one after another, and high-rise buildings are stacked on top of each other, showing the style of the eight departments.

Yan Lingyun saw it in his eyes, and sighed more and more that the gap between himself and Huo Linglong was like a chasm, cutting off the scale of love from it, and it needed the weight of interests to fill it.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly realized the feeling that Huo Linglong couldn't help himself when he talked to him at that time.

If it is really as Ping'er said, who is the victim of the interests of the madman tribe this time?

Yan Lingyun felt a little uneasy for no reason!

He shook his head, threw away the distractions in his heart, and asked Ping'er, "How can there be spirit beast spectrums and elixir spectrums for sale here?"

"Langhuanxuan!"

Ping'er thought for a while and said, "It is rumored that this is a force from Yitianfu, and each of the eight departments has a family that specializes in selling and collecting elixirs and rare treasures. In fact, the eight departments themselves also have a similar organization, but we people in the border wilderness, out of fear of the eight departments, are more willing to choose Langhuanxuan. ”

Yan Lingyun nodded and said, "Then I'll go to Langhuanxuan."

Halfway through, at the street stalls, Yan Lingyun saw that many vendors were selling colorful safflower silk and powdered jewelry, so his heart moved, so he pulled the screen and walked to a cloth stall.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a kind face, and when he saw the two approaching, he greeted them warmly.

"This son, looking at the two talented women, dare to take your lady to choose cloth. I have a new batch of good fabrics, bright colors, soft textures, with the natural beauty of your lady, that is the icing on the cake! ”

When Ping'er heard this, she immediately blushed and blushed.

Yan Lingyun smiled and didn't explain, just asked Ping'er to choose the cloth.

Ping'er's pretty face was still flushed, she hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Young master, it's important that we get down to business."

The stall owner had sharp ears, thinking to himself which down-and-out young master was here with a pretty girl to show his love, a trace of an ambiguous smile flashed on his face, he grabbed Yan Lingyun, enthusiastically promoted him, and whispered a few words from time to time, "You have to choose things yourself to show your heart." ”

"You buy a few more horses, ask a good tailor to tailor them, with your lady's appearance and posture, it must be pleasing to the eye when you wear it."

Yan Lingyun already felt that Ping'er was bitter, and had the heart to buy her some good cloth to make clothes, but when he heard the stall owner's pull, he didn't know what he said in his heart, and when he saw what he liked, he didn't refuse, and after a while, four or five bright fabrics were piled up in front of him.

When the stall owner saw Yan Lingyun coming up, his heart blossomed, and he suddenly mysteriously took out a few neatly folded transparent silk scarves from under the stall, handed them to Yan Lingyun, and laughed in a low voice: "This son, when I see that you are also a temperamental, these silk squares, you should buy them for your lady." Through the ingenious cut, it is fitted with straps, and it is extremely smooth. When it's time for you to do that, let your lady wear it, that tastes ......"

The stall owner threw Yan Lingyun a look that could not be understood, and finally said, "You know!"

Yan Lingyun was stunned, I don't know why, but I heard that it was a good thing, so I adopted it together, and was about to ask Ping'er to settle the bill, but saw that Ping'er didn't know when he chose three light purple, moon white, and goose yellow fabrics, put them in front of the stall owner, and said lightly: "How much are these three horses?"

The pusher was stunned, and said: "One black strip and three black cakes."

Ping'er said: "You and my young master seem to be very close to each other, how about a twenty percent discount, just one black strip?"

The stall owner hesitated and pointed to the pile of cloth and silk scarves in front of Yan Lingyun, and said, "These can't be beaten, otherwise I will lose."

"Done."

"Well, I'll wrap it up for you." The stall owner happily took a piece of fabric, wrapped the three pieces of fabric selected by Ping'er, and was about to find a larger piece of cloth to wrap the cloth in front of Yan Lingyun, but saw Ping'er carrying the wrapped cloth, taking out a finger-length and thick black strip from the purse on his waist and putting it on the stall, and walked away.

The stall owner was stunned and looked at Yan Lingyun blankly, not knowing why.

Yan Lingyun was also a little stunned, and suddenly realized that the money was all on Ping'er, and Ping'er's departure indirectly showed that she didn't want the fabrics promoted by the stall owner, so she had to smile bitterly: "The money is all on her, I can't buy these fabrics."

After saying that, he fled with a confused face.

The stall owner looked at this sudden situation and wanted to cry without tears.