Slowly walking out of the huge execution ground surrounded by a ring wall, Ying Xuan was unharmed along the way, and was no longer stopped by anyone.

At the beginning, when he entered this Lanyue City in Yifa's giant modified armored car, because his mind was tightly surrounded by a series of strange events after waking up, Ying Xuan didn't pay any attention to what was like in this Lanyue City, but now after Ying Xuan got out of the execution ground, he walked into the city street, but he began to look around and pay attention.

In front of him, the rumored Lanyue City, which had just been built from the ruins of the original Yanyue City, no longer had the slightest sense of familiarity that Ying Xuan once had.

The seemingly spacious, but few pedestrian-friendly streets look unusually empty and lonely.

Walking in a hurry on the street were also some mysterious passers-by who were tightly wrapped in various colored robes and cloaks.

They seemed to prefer to hide themselves deep within their robes and cloaks rather than be illuminated by the dark light of the sky and the cold and lifeless light around them.

The various robes and cloaks cut them off from the filthy air and icy darkness of the outside world, but they also kept them in the same league as their peers.

Shadow Xuan was wearing a dark purple robe, and the upper half of his face was tightly hidden by the hood of the robe drooping down, although after the fierce battle with Ifa in the circular execution ground, Shadow Xuan's whole body, especially his chest, was soaked in blood, which was extremely conspicuous, but it was still unnoticed by the passers-by who occasionally hurried past him.

Those passers-by by Ying Xuan's side glanced at Ying Xuan with cold eyes at most, but they didn't stop their eyes on Ying Xuan too much.

For them, even if they encounter some blood-stained passers-by on the street, it is too much to take for granted.

In this context, even if they encounter a passerby on the street who is soaked in blood, they will not be too surprised.

After all, every day there are indescribable spiritual mercenaries or spiritual solitary travelers, who leave the city and never come back alive.

Ignoring the coldness of the human nature that was scattered around him, Ying Xuan slowly continued to walk forward.

Walking slowly along the lonely and cold street into the depths of it, the complexes of all kinds, low and low, became denser and denser, and the number of people walking around them gradually increased.

It seems that at all times, no matter where you are, humans who are extremely sensitive to danger will always think that it is extremely safe to live in the deepest part of the wall.

Ying Xuan gently lifted the brim of the hood that covered his eyes, and looked slightly towards the crowded street in front of him.

It should be the liveliest place in this Moon City.

A colony of low-level spiritualists and ordinary humans.

Only these types of people can exude a different emotional aura from other so-called spiritual cultivators during this period.

At the very least, they still have more or less the precious popularity that they lived in the normal human world before the catastrophe struck.

Ying Xuan stood in place, looking inexplicably at the long street in front of him that was full of small stalls and vendors, and then walked over slowly.

"The best Spirit Yuan Core!"

"Although it was ripped off from the body of a low-level resentful spirit, it is very well preserved, and it is very suitable for the entry spiritual power replenishment of low-level spiritual cultivators. ”

"Come and see! This is the main vein stone dug out of a spiritual vein mine at the foot of the Refining Mountain!"

"Absolutely genuine!"

"Daggers, knives, axes, hammers!"

"A must-have weapon for monster hunting in the wilderness, come and take a look!"

......

Squeezed past the crowds of passers-by beside him, Ying Xuan finally squeezed out of the extremely congested and noisy sea of people.

Drilling out of the shadow of the crowd, I couldn't help but look back again, the crowd of people, the noisy shouts and bargaining shouts resounded everywhere among the small stalls and vendors, so that after waking up, Ying Xuan, who had experienced all kinds of strange and dangerous events along the way, felt unprecedented comfort and yearning for a while.

Even though he clearly knew that this seemingly extremely peaceful and lively picture could not survive long in the darkness and coldness that was constantly scattered and swept outside the city, it could not stop his yearning, after all, he still missed the peaceful and ordinary days of a long time ago.

After taking a deep look, Ying Xuan finally turned around and continued to leave.

Shadow Xuan was about to go to Efa's house, and when he was on his way to Lanyue City in Efa's giant modified car, Efa had mentioned that he lived on the street at the very edge of the spiritual cultivator gathering place in the deepest part of Lanyue City.

He didn't know if what Ifa said at the time was true or not, but now that he thought about it, Ifa at that time may have regarded Shadow Xuan as a mortal person, and what he said to him should not have been false.

He really didn't understand why Ifa was obviously a spiritual cultivator judge with a prominent status, but why he pretended to be an ordinary teenager and went outside Lanyue City all day long, searching around relentlessly, just for the so-called revenge?

For such a long time, it is estimated that there are many spiritual cultivators or ordinary people like Ying Xuan, who have been mistaken for connections with the Shadow Sect for various reasons, and have been used by Yifa in that way to publicize and booby trap trials in the circular execution ground, right?

No longer thinking about the previous events, Ying Xuan continued to walk forward.

After walking for a long time, Ying Xuan looked at the black, dense building complex not far in front of him, and a few eye-catching characters carved on a huge stone pillar.

"It seems that this is the gathering place of spiritual practitioners. ”

Looking at the eye-catching characters on the stone pillar, Ying Xuan couldn't help but murmur softly.

The so-called gathering places for spiritual practitioners are, of course, those at the lowest and lowest levels.

Compared to those high-level spiritual cultivators, they could only be regarded as extremely lucky, and they just happened to awaken and circulate the spiritual veins in their bodies.

These people can only be regarded as a little stronger than ordinary human beings, but they have not brought them any face-to-face glory and substantial benefits, precisely because they are the lowest-level spiritual cultivators who awaken their spiritual power, and they can't escape the tragic fate of being driven away by those high-level spiritual cultivators and forcibly used as cannon fodder cover when a huge disaster suddenly comes.

Of course, among the so-called low-level spiritual cultivators, there will be a few guys with hidden ambitions and unyielding fate, and they can finally stand out from the many low-level spiritual cultivators who are dazed and confused, and finally become a shining one among the stunning and dazzling strong stars.

With a slow pace, Shadow Xuan continued to walk forward.

To be honest, the buildings here are black and pressed, and the distribution is not neat, and it looks slightly messy, if it weren't for the fact that Ifa mentioned the specific location of the place where he lived when he was in the car, Ying Xuan really couldn't easily find it by himself!

"Ifa ......"

Raising his hand to lift the hood that covered his face, Ying Xuan carefully examined the name engraved on the board in front of a door.

"That's it. ”

Shadow Xuan strode up the low steps in front of the door, and without thinking about it, he raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

A few slightly spaced knocks on the door were heard for a long time, but there was not the slightest reaction coming from inside the door.

The color of the shadow changed slightly, and it rang several times in succession, and the sound was stronger than the previous ones, but there was still no response from inside the door.

Ying Xuan quickly pulled out the short knife at his waist with one hand, and slowly pushed it towards the light door in front of him without the slightest movement.

With a creak, the door was slowly pushed open by Ying Xuan, and for some reason, it was not locked.

Ying Xuan glanced slightly inside the door, and found that this door turned out to be a courtyard gate, and there was a small courtyard in the door.

Maybe the people inside didn't hear their own knocks on the door several times because of the courtyard that was not far away, right?

Despite thinking so, Ying Xuan didn't mean to retract the short knife in his hand, which had been quickly unsheathed by him.

Instead, he grasped the short knife in his hand and walked slowly towards the courtyard with a wary face.

Walking slowly into the courtyard, Ying Xuan couldn't help but glance around the courtyard slightly, and the seemingly extremely quiet courtyard in front of him gave him an extremely strange feeling.

He always felt ...... It seemed that from the moment he stepped through the door, someone was hiding in the dark and watching him quietly.

"I'm Noah. ”

"A friend of your brother Efa. ”

"Is anyone there, please?"

With a soft call, Ying Xuan continued to walk forward while holding the short knife in his hand tightly and hiding the blade behind his waist.

"Squeak-Squeak......"

Suddenly, an extremely strange and slight sound came into his ears, but it still made Ying Xuan quickly look at the source of the sound.

It is a swing hanging from the corner of the courtyard, which seems to be extremely simple in workmanship, made of a wooden plank tightly bound by vines spreading from the trees on both sides.

"Yes...... Wind?"

Looking at the empty swing in the corner of the courtyard, but still swaying slightly, Ying Xuan couldn't help but shake his head slightly and muttered softly.

"It's not the wind!"

Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze from the swing, which was still gently shaking, Ying Xuan inadvertently caught a glimpse of the two trees on either side of the swing.

The branches of the two trees were full of leaves, large and small, but at this time, none of them were still without the slightest swaying or shaking.

And the empty swing between the two trees shook faster and faster, more and more violently.

"It seems that this Moon City is not much calmer and safer than the wilderness outside the city. ”

Ying Xuan's expression froze, but he didn't have the slightest look of fear and panic, but calmly held the short knife in his hand, and walked slowly towards the swing that was still shaking weirdly.

PS: As soon as the watch was served, the street party continued to struggle silently (๑ ̇ー ̇๑)

"To be ...... To be continued ......