This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, but it has been raining heavily for several days, and the water level of the moat outside the city has crossed the warning line several times.

The main street of Amagi, which should be lively, looks a little depressed at the moment.

Most of the people of the Heavenly City hurried to their homes with packages that looked quite heavy in one hand and large umbrellas in the other.

Presumably, these people are all gifts from the Mid-Autumn Festival, which can be seen from the fact that they would rather be half wet in the rain but still protect the package in their hands from being wet by the rain.

On the main street of Tiancheng, which looked a little deserted, two figures attracted the attention of the shopkeepers in the shops on the street.

On a rainy day when everyone was in a hurry, the two of them strolled leisurely down the main street of the Devagina City, which seemed to be heading out of the city.

Both of them were dressed in robes and hats, but what caught people's attention was the color of their robes.

One of the slightly dwarf-looking figures had a turquoise coat, while the other was bright red!, and behind each of them was a five-six-foot-high and three-foot-wide object, but the huge thing was wrapped in oilcloth, and it was impossible to see what it was.

What is even more surprising is that the man in the turquoise robe is still holding a large oilcloth umbrella, which is covered with patches of different colors, which looks very strange.

These two are Mu Chen and Fei Yike.

Mu Chen's face was hidden in the shadow of the hat, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

He looked at the strange sunshine of those people on both sides of the main street of Tiancheng through his peripheral vision, and complained to the non-Yike beside him: "Sister, I have no opinion that you want to wear a red robe, but why can't you find me a normal color coat?

"Giggle...... I think the color of this coat is quite suitable for you, and this broken umbrella is the heart of the little girl, she can say, the umbrella is there, and this umbrella should be her stand-in. I heard her say that this broken umbrella is not simple, it is a treasure handed down from their ancestors, after you were captured by the demon dragon a year ago, I specially accompanied her to her small tribe that has been turned into ruins, and it took a whole month to find it. Fei Yike said with a smile.

"This broken umbrella is a baby, really I'm a three-year-old child!" Mu Chen glanced at Fei Yike and sneered.

"I don't know if it's a baby, but once I secretly burned this broken umbrella with the Burning Sky Demon Flame for a while, and it was just burned black. I was immediately interested, and poked my eldest brother's divine weapon again, but it only dropped some cloth oil on the umbrella surface!" Fei Yike saw that Mu Chen didn't believe it, so he told Mu Chen what he had done secretly before, trying to make him understand that this dilapidated looking broken umbrella with countless patches was not as unbearable as it looked.

Mu Chen saw that what Fei Yike said was so exaggerated, and he didn't believe it even more. So he picked up his pace a little and no longer walked in the same row as the non-Yike.

"Mu Chen, you stinky boy, you dare not believe the words of the old lady! Wait for me!" Fei Yike said angrily, and then also quickened his pace and rushed towards Mu Chen.

Mu Chen saw that Fei Yike was by his side again, and said angrily: "Sister, can we stop talking about this broken umbrella? ”

The two of them talked as they walked, and before they knew it, they were approaching the south gate of the Heavenly City.

The strange attire of the two of them even stopped to look at passers-by, let alone the guards at the city gates. Because of the heavy rain, there are naturally very few people in and out of the city, these guards are still quite idle today, as early as half a cup of tea, the guards have already paid attention to Mu Chen and Fei Yike coming towards the city gate.

Although these two people came from the city, as guards, they inevitably had to come forward to interrogate.

Sure enough, when Mu Chen and the others came to the city gate, they were stopped by several guards.

Fei Yike didn't say anything, just took out a sign from his waist, and the head of the guard immediately changed his face when he saw it, and hurriedly let all the guards let him go.

Out of the south gate, Mu Chen stopped on the suspension bridge and looked at the turbulent moat: "I don't know if Brother Dong is drinking or sleeping at the bottom of the dragon abyss at the moment......

"What are you doing talking about the demon dragon, could it be that you still want to go to the bottom of the dragon abyss for a few years?" Fei Yike saw Mu Chen reading the name of the demon dragon, and suddenly felt a little unhappy.

Although Mu Chen talked nonsense about the matter of trapping the dragon at the bottom of the dragon abyss, and Fei Yike also asked him afterwards, Mu Chen did not tell him about the demon dragon and let him practice dragon form. Although the demon dragon and Mu Chen do not have the name of master and apprentice, they have the reality of master and apprentice.

Although the demon dragon didn't care in the slightest, there was no guarantee that it didn't care either. If it weren't for Yike's feeling that the demon dragon had robbed him of his apprentice, then Pei Jingguang was an example.

Although Fei Yike doesn't seem to be able to do anything with the demon dragon at the moment, who knows what will happen in the future. The crazy woman launched a crazy attack on this southern Xinjiang, but no one can control it, and it was Mu Chen himself who was unlucky in the end.

Thinking of this, Mu Chen scratched the back of his head and smiled: "Sister, you think too much, I just want to stay down for another year." Out of the Heavenly City, after walking through several miles of bluestone pavement, I was about to enter the dense forest of southern Xinjiang.

At this moment, because of this heavy rain, the black soil is covered with countless puddles of different sizes. The small ones are less than half a foot, and the large ones are seven or eight feet in size.

It is difficult to say whether these puddles are black soil or swamps.

Walk on rainy days without soil.

This is one of the local dialects that have been passed down from generation to generation by the old people in southern Xinjiang.

Fei Yike and Mu Chen got on the giant trees in the forest, and with Mu Chen's martial arts realm, it was natural to shuttle between the forest branches without landing.

"Keep up, go to the Poor Strange Tribe before dark, and settle there tonight. Fei Yike said, and headed west.

Mu Chen followed closely and asked behind: "Sister, why do you want to go to the Qiqi tribe, if you want to rest at night, wouldn't it be good for us to enter our own heavenly coffin, why bother." ”

"I naturally have a good intention to go to the Poor Tribe. Tonight is when the time comes, and the crazy girl will come out. You naturally know this girl's behavior, if she lets her take you forward in this rainstorm in the dense forests and swamps of southern Xinjiang, I don't feel at ease. Fei Yike's voice came from the front.

"Could it be that we are going to stay in the Qiqi tribe for a day, and we will leave early the day after tomorrow?" Mu Chen was puzzled.

"That's just one of the reasons, and more importantly, I'm going to borrow something from the Poor Strange Tribe!"