Today's Xicheng is sober much earlier than in the past. As soon as the sky was dark, people began to move on the street. Shops that hadn't opened for several days were preparing their meals early, and there were many more portions than usual. It seems to entertain someone, but when you think about it, you can't find it, and you just do it instinctively.

Luoyu accompanied Meng Jiang on the street, and she could feel that the purification power of Xicheng was much weaker than yesterday, at least it made her feel less uncomfortable. Luoyu looked around with her hair around her chest, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and at first glance she felt happy.

"Childe is really a careful and gentle person, and he is very affectionate. I remember that Xicheng was already a dead city four months ago, but I don't think you remember what shops opened and who lived there? ”

It seemed to be a calm chat, but Luoyu's heart was extremely shocked, who was this person next to him, and why did he have such a powerful power? Meng Jiang didn't seem to feel her mood at all, and only replied lightly, "I've lived for more than ten years, and it's hard to remember it." I have weakened the purification power of Xicheng, you remember to tell your subordinates, if you want to live well and find Ji Luo, just obey my rules, otherwise~"

Luoyu pursed her lips and smiled, "Childe can rest assured, if they dare to hurt one person, I will personally punish him, and I will not bother Childe to do it." ”

"So much the best!"

Meng Jiang approached an inn, the shopkeeper was rubbing his eyes sleepy, and when he saw Meng Jiang, he immediately said, "Meng Gongzi, have you found Lingling?" ”

Meng Jiang smiled faintly, "Don't look for it!" ”

The shopkeeper was startled and wanted to say something, when he caught a glimpse of Luoyu who was following Meng Jiang, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then sighed clearly and didn't speak again.

"The shopkeeper is still the same!" Meng Jiang ignored the shopkeeper's expression, and calmly sat at the table and ordered.

Luoyu immediately sat meekly beside him, looking at the shopkeeper with watery eyes. The shopkeeper's intuition was beating suddenly, and he didn't care about persuading people, so he went directly to the backyard and brought in the prepared breakfast. Luo Yu couldn't help but chuckle, and the flower branch trembled and snuggled on Meng Jiang's shoulder. Meng Jiang glanced at her, didn't say anything, reached out and picked up a chubby bun with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

The shopkeeper looked at him even more convinced of the conjecture in his heart, sighed and shook his head, and was about to be out of sight, when four or five people approached outside, all dressed in black, with serious expressions. The shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him, and the few people glanced at Luoyu, and ordered the same buns and porridge as Meng Jiang and ate them in a sullen voice.

The street became lively one after another, and the shopkeeper walked to the door and looked outside, smiling honestly and joyfully. "It's been a long time since Xicheng has been so lively."

"yes, it's been a long time since it's been this lively!" Meng Jiang actually answered. The shopkeeper looked back at him in a daze, with a moment of dazness in his eyes, and then lowered his head again, and walked straight to the backyard and never came out.

Luoyu also seemed to notice the abnormality, and asked sideways, "Childe felt something?" ”

"They're coming!" Meng Jiang said quietly, but his eyes were staring straight at the unfinished buns on the plate in front of him, he remembered that Ouyang Lingling liked the buns of this house the most, but unfortunately, she couldn't eat them anymore.

As soon as Meng Jiang's words fell, several black-clothed people sitting at the other table immediately became vigilant, and the temperature in the entire inn suddenly dropped a lot.

"Looks like he's sober!"

Meng Jiang suddenly turned his head to look outside, and Luoyu looked at it, and the street that was still bustling just now was quiet and scary. One black and one pink two figures walked quickly, the early morning sun was just right, gently shining on them, hand in hand, one delicate, one bright, originally supposed to be a pair of beautiful people, but the black gas lingering on the woman's forehead, the corners of the man's eyes and eyebrows with a bit of evil, walking in the sun but it looks a little weird and terrifying, like a ghost who escaped from hell, should be hiding in the dark but walking in the light.

"How dare you come!" Meng Jiang stood in the middle of the street, looking at the two people who were walking slowly behind his back with one hand. Luoyu stood next to him, three steps behind him, several people in black, with respectful and solemn expressions, but they were motionless.

"This is our home, why can't we come?" Qin Xiang sneered and looked at Meng Jiang, and when he caught a glimpse of Luoyu, his eyes burst with hatred. "Moreover, if the enemy is here, there is no reason not to kill."

Meng Jiang nodded, "That's true, she killed your parents and plunged your life into darkness forever, and you can stop if you don't kill you." Meng Jiang took a step back and raised his hand with one hand, "Okay, you are free~"

The smile on the corner of Luoyu's mouth froze instantly, "Childe, what do you mean?" ”

"He's not Ji Luo, so I don't need to make a move. Could it be that the head of the four envoys of the dignified demon clan can't even defeat a mortal? Meng Jiang squinted at Luoyu, and his disdain was obvious.

Luoyu's face was embarrassed, and the hand hanging by his side slowly clenched, looking at Qin Xiang without speaking.

Qin Xiang said, "I know what you want, and I know what I will become in the future, but before that, you must die, otherwise, Qin Xiang swears that he will never let anyone dominate this body again." ”

"Do you really have to kill me?"

"Yes, you have to die! My mother's body is buried under this city, and today I want you to pay off all the afflictions you have inflicted on her. ”

"Qin Xiang, count me in." Ouyang Lingling, who was silent, suddenly spoke, "I want to beg for my father and Ouyang Fort's hundreds of souls." ”

"You, remember?" Meng Jiang was slightly surprised, and his gaze turned from Ouyang Lingling's face to Qin Xiang.

"You are a sinner in the West City, just like them!" Ouyang Lingling pointed at Meng Jiang and asked sharply.

Meng Jiang's figure swayed slightly, and he suddenly remembered those melon seedlings that had not yet blossomed and fruited, and felt that this dream was extremely funny.

"Hehehehehe, I'm a sinner in Xicheng, a sinner!"

The whole street trembled, and suddenly the sky that had just been clear suddenly became cloudy, and the wind rose sharply, blowing the paper windows of the houses on the street, but no one came out to close the windows, and the city that had just been alive became dead in an instant.

In the midst of the gale, the intact door was lifted, and the corpses lying across the door were half rotted, and the sewage flowed through the bones, and the stench could be smelled through the void. The man with the big knife hurried by, cursing and swearing, and from time to time kicked the head that had fallen to the ground and flew out.

The wind lifted the dust and buried everything, the folded wine flag fluttered again, the doors that were pushed to the house, the punctured windows, the rotten corpses all disappeared, the fresh life came again, the death was covered, the flowers bloomed like spring, everything did its best to represent a new life and a better future.

The difference between hell and heaven is nothing more than that, and when the wind stops, they still stand in this street, but the smell of rancid and musty wafts in the air, not the smell of food and wine.

Even Luoyu, who is accustomed to wind and rain, is quite surprised, this is not an illusion, but a beautiful weave like a dream.

The power of the five elements! Luoyu looked sideways at Meng Jiang, and the intermittent impressions in her mind were finally connected. "Are you from the Meng clan?"

There must be more than doubt.

"Luoyu, the Meng clan perished a thousand years ago!" Meng Jiang stood with a light smile.

Luoyu was stunned, but the horror in her eyes did not decrease. In a daze, the murderous aura had already hit. The angry shouts came with the palm wind, "Sure enough, it's demagogic magic, Lingling, let's go!" ”

Luoyu hesitated a step, but he had already lost the opportunity, fortunately Qin Xiang didn't have a sword in his hand, otherwise he would definitely not be able to save half of his arm just now. Several black-clothed people behind him immediately pounced when they saw the situation, but they were intercepted by Ouyang Lingling halfway.

Meng Jiang stood sideways, but he didn't look at Qin Xiang's tricks, but stared at Ouyang Lingling without blinking. Her martial arts are all taught by Ouyang Jian, Meng Jiang is very familiar with it, but today, she is not Ouyang Lingling. (To be continued.) )