The reason why she asked this, of course, was not that Wushuang, who had lived for twenty years, suddenly doubted her truth, but that the scene in front of her reminded her of the scene that happened in the wall not long ago. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's the same two worlds, the difference is that there are no barriers here, and they all overlap each other.

In the end, which side is real?

"Of course we're real, but we can't say they have to be fake, now is not the time to think about this, should we leave as soon as possible? This Yellow Springs City is really weird! "Quan Luo Dao, in a very bad mood.

"I've seen it, and the people out there are the same, they don't react, they keep doing their things, and they just ignore us."

Song Yiqing, who strode into the door of the inn, said that he had gone out for a walk just now, and he had also broken the illusion of "quiet and peaceful" outside.

"Quan Luo is right, it's really weird here, and I don't know if it's too late for us to go out now." Wu Shuang said worriedly.

"I'm afraid...... It's too late. Song Yiqing's voice flickered away, like a flame rising from hell, stimulating the eardrums of the three people present.

Wushuang raised his head and looked in the direction Song Yiqing was looking, and in the direction they came, that is, at the gate of Huangquan City, the blood-red glow that shrouded the city finally slowly faded, replaced by a pitch-black mist.

It's not as gentle and quiet as night falls, it's just a fog, a pitch-black color, slowly spreading in the direction of the city gate, and there is chaos everywhere you go.

The "people" who were originally quietly doing their own things, after being shrouded in black fog, turned into phantoms, flashing with the red light of bloodthirsty demons, and returned to the large area of black fog, and continued to spread forward......

It's like a virus that has no end, slowly devouring all the "creatures" here, turning into a part of itself, and then continuing to spread.

It's horrible!

Wushuang looked at the black fog that was getting closer and closer in front of him, and a strange and suppressed feeling of discomfort welled up in his heart, seeing that the man-eating fog was about to approach them, he finally reacted and pulled the two of them to run wildly!

"Run! Come on! ”

I don't know what the consequences of being swallowed by the fog will be, whether I want to ignore them like those "people", or turn them into phantoms with red light like devouring them... Or something worse.

Wushuang now has only one voice in his head, "Run, don't be stuck in that thick fog!" ”

And she did so, running as fast as she had ever imagined, all she knew was that in her left hand she held a broad, calloused hand, and in her right hand a long, thin, cold hand.

There is no flight, no spiritual power, only a simple competition of physical strength to run and escape!

It's not that they don't want to use spiritual power, there are strange things everywhere in the air, and they can't use them at all, the only thing they can do is occasionally add a blast to their legs, or use spiritual power to make themselves a little faster.

The black fog behind her spread much faster than theirs, and even more than once, Wushuang felt that the thick fog was behind her, clinging to her back, and she could even feel that the corners of her robe that were blown by the wind were almost swallowed by the black mist.

As soon as the corners of the clothes were touched by the black mist, they burned rapidly at an unimaginable speed, and the dark blue flames were clearly extinguished, making it look particularly gloomy in the dark night.

This was the last picture that Wushuang saw when he turned around, and the burning dark blue flame seemed to be fiercely imprinted on the bottom of her eyes, and then there was a strong pull from her right hand, which took her whole person out of the range of the black mist.

"Don't you want to die? At this time, you dare to wander! ”

Quan Luo's voice was as cold and stiff as ever, but it was mixed with a trace of imperceptible worry, but at this moment, whether it was Wushuang or Song Yiqing, no one noticed, maybe... It's possible that he himself didn't realize it.

"Stop talking nonsense, run!" Song Yiqing grabbed the two of them and jumped forward quickly.

The scene where the corners of Wushuang's clothes were burned just now was really shocking, and he didn't want to delay time at all, let alone be burned by the black fog.

"Look, what's up there!"

When a few people pulled their legs and ran forward, Quanluo Wushuang suddenly saw a unique building not far in front of him, a very rare multi-storey small building in the two regions with a vast and sparsely populated area, a high platform rising from the ground, looking particularly majestic, of course, the most unique thing is not its image, but a layer of faint golden light shrouded around it!

That's a defensive circle.

There was no dense fog or phantom in the surrounding area, and even the last bit of blood-colored light curtain left by the setting sun avoided it from afar.

"Run there, get in!"

Wushuang immediately made a decision, pulling the two of them closer in the direction of the building.

The black mist was still spreading behind them, at a speed that ordinary people could not reach, but fortunately, the speed of the three of them was superior, and they always kept a distance of only one step from the black mist.

"Whew, whew...... Call... Whew......"

That special small building looks very close, but it still takes a long time to really run, not to mention that there is a dense fog behind that will threaten your life at any time, I just feel that every second is extremely long, and every second is like a year.

It seemed as long as a world to go, and the three of them finally arrived at the door of the building.

The high platform rose from the ground, and there was still a considerable distance from the ground, and the steps up seemed to indicate that they were so far away from safety......

When I looked back, I saw a rapidly spreading black mist out of the corner of my eye, less than three meters away from them.

Life and death are only in a thought.

"Hold on!"

Wushuang let out a loud shout, his body quickly squatted down to borrow strength, and at the same time grabbed the arms of the two people around him, and looked at the door of this building......

"Poof!"

All the strength in his body is gathered on his legs, and he jumps high!

"The Reincarnation of Winter - Blood Plum Proud Snow!"

The most powerful winter reincarnation so far, time seems to stand still, the sky is sprinkled with snowflakes, and the stars of red fall from the sky, little by little, little by little, like red plums blooming, proud, lonely and cold......

The black fog that gradually spread in the discomfort of the reincarnation of winter was the building that stood in front of the three of them, and the falling snowflakes quickly wrapped the small building in a layer of silver, and the stars like red plums gradually fell, not plum blossoms, but blood.

At this time, Wushuang also took advantage of the power of jumping, stepped on the first drop of blood, borrowed strength again, borrowed the second drop, borrowed strength again, and the third drop......

No more, no less, the three of them jumped with their strength, and they happened to land on the eaves of the small building, which was covered with ice and snow, forming a snow-white barrier, which happened to be within the coverage of the golden light!

"Really...... Unexpected! ”

Quan Luo was still being dragged by Wushuang's arm at the moment, trying to maintain the balance of his body, and he happened to fall on the edge of the eaves, the expression on his face was rare and not the mysterious of the past, and the surprised look made Wushuang very satisfied, it was in vain that she tried her best, and it was worth it to see this person change his face!

So, should it be said that Musou is too boring?

"How so? Ahh ”

Song Yiqing obviously didn't have the kind of shocking cultivation that Quan Luo did, because the weightlessness of his body and the indescribable changes in his body that were suddenly pulled into the sky by Wushuang made him unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Now that he found himself dragged and standing on the roof, he came to the defensive formation with all his beards and tails, which really challenged his nerves!

"I managed to get us into the defensive array, but I don't have a clue about what happened next!"

Wushuang explained the current situation to the two, but for the two of them, this is similar to not explaining.

What is the necessity for the existence of a defensive formation? Presumably no one will be unclear.

But now, the people outside the defensive formation can easily break through and come in, which is a bit terrifying, who knows if your defensive formation is still safe or not!

Sure enough, before the two of them could have any opinions on this matter, they saw a row of heads sticking out of the small building below them.

Everyone looked curiously at the three people who suddenly came in from outside, and their ethereal posture and neat leap all showed the high cultivation of the people who came.

When they cautiously lived in this small building, the only safe place in Huangquan City, they looked forward to it, quietly observing the development of things outside, and saw three unlucky travelers who were chased and killed by the "necromancers", thinking that these three people would sooner or later become like those "spirits" outside, but they didn't expect that the next scene would be ruthlessly beyond their expectations!

The originally dark and gloomy sky suddenly snowed, and white blood mixed with red plum flutters scattered, and the three of them actually rose into the air like this, leaping into the defensive formation that guarded them!

Yes, in the eyes of the people in that building, the three of them just jumped into the defensive array and stood on the eaves.

But in that case......

Damn, won't their defensive array work?

Could it be that their defensive array was destroyed by these three men?

Aren't they going to die at the hands of the Necrons tonight? Is it like the "spirits" out there?

Oh-no!

Obviously, no one expected this to be the result, so all the people gathered in the small building, no matter where they lived, no matter what they were doing, all gathered by the window, and hundreds of eyes stared at the top of their heads.

So, a man in a black loose robe and a black mask suddenly broke into their sight.

The hem of the clothes that flew with the wind hunting, the mysterious mask with silver outlining the facial features of the demon, the wide heavy sword behind the back, and the three types of inky green silk blown by the night wind......

This is Wushuang, the man in black.

She carried the moon behind her back, and the bright moonlight outlined a silver-white border for her, like a fairy under the moon, more like the spokesperson of the night and the "necromancy".

Beside her, there was a person in a pitch-black gown, a black gauze hat, a face as white as jade, clear eyebrows, and a smile on his mouth, as if everything was in his chest.

The other person is a dark purple robe, a golden crown and a bundle of hair, a handsome face, graceful, extravagant, calm and calm, and the narrow eaves under his feet are set off by him like a family garden, a small building and a garden.

These three people are really dragons and phoenixes, outstanding!

However, even if this is the case, this sudden defensive formation that came in was not something worthy of forgiveness.

"The next three originally wanted to find the boundless sea, but they didn't expect to enter Huangquan City by mistake, chased by the black fog, and borrowed the precious land to avoid one or two, please forgive me!"

Wushuang clenched his fists lightly, and opened his mouth in a cold voice, although he was humble and polite in every word, as long as he heard her speak, he would not feel how sorry she was.

The cold voice, the deliberately long tone, the slow and disrespectful, listening to the human ear, there is a feeling of being threatened!

"Why are you like this, just break in rashly, and you're so rude!"

A smart voice came into Wushuang's ears, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a charming girl, because of the distance and the night, Wushuang could only see her big black eyes as moist as black grapes, coupled with that impulsive temperament and uneven mentality, it really reminded her of the little sister of the red cherry blossom when they met for the first time!

"Qingluan, shut up!"

A slightly gloomy voice opened its mouth to stop the recklessness of the woman just now, and then stood up again and signaled to the three people on the eaves, "My junior sister is impulsive, and she doesn't mean anything else, just three ......of them."

Obviously, the words are also quite unaccustomed to the behavior of the three Wushuang.

"Is there anything wrong with the defensive array, don't you look outside?" Wushuang chuckled and spoke.

Seeing that the people below turned their heads to look at the place shrouded in black fog outside, they continued, "If I don't have the ability to enter this defensive array today, I'm afraid you won't have anyone to help!" So, since they all want me to die, what position do you have to accuse me of? ”

Her voice was cold, and her tone was slow and long, like singing a ballad in the cold moonlight, which was attractive to the ears of those she liked, and annoying to the ears of those she didn't like.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people below were even more different.

Some of them had a little shame on their faces, some of them were even more reasonable, some of them suppressed their anger and were about to do it, and some of them didn't speak directly, of course, more people still didn't care about the three people above from the beginning.

"......Woooo Woowoo ...... Hoohoohoohoohoo......"

Just when the atmosphere was stalemate, a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls suddenly sounded outside the defensive array, like crying, like the cry of an unjust soul crawling up from the Nine Hells, shooting straight into the depths of people's souls......

Wushuang looked outside again, and the black fog had spread to every corner of Yellow Springs City—except for this small building.

Gloomy black phantoms flew through the sky from time to time, flashing with a bewitching red light, and the sound of those ghosts crying was made by them.

Those phantoms looked at the people in the small building with covetous faces, as if they would rush up and eat them in the next second.

There were eerie voices coming into their ears from all directions, constantly challenging their nerves......

"What is this?" Wushuang asked the two people next to him softly.

"I heard that there is a thing called 'spirit' in the land of the dead, which is a kind of existence transformed into the life of the living beings in the world, and most of them gather in the land of death...... I'm hard pressed for sure if these things are legendary spirits. ”

Song Yiqing spoke slowly, her voice hoarse and dry.