Chapter 12: The Moon is Dark and the Wind is High, and the Wind Sweeps the Clouds (1)
Zhuo Yuxi came to the gallery, walked past the oil paintings, and then stopped in front of a landscape painting. Zhuo Yuxi looked at the realistic ripples of the seascape, swiped his fingertips over the author's label, sighed, and took out a note. That was given to her by Zhuo Yuyan when they left the Zhuo family.
"What you are going to do, it stands to reason that I shouldn't interfere. But I can't just watch you guys run around. If you don't have any clues, go find this person!" Zhuo Yuyan smiled bitterly and said with some sadness, "If you can find it, it would really be great." β
Zhuo Yuxi opened the note and confirmed that the name on the note was indeed the same as the name on the author column. "Lan Xiaoyan ......"
At the same time, the man lying on the sofa suddenly opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of imperceptible arc.
Night Mist Shadow read according to the information displayed on the computer, "Lan Xiaoyan, nineteen years old this year, with an unknown education, has an outstanding talent for painting, and many of his works are sold at high prices at art exhibitions. That's all, this person's information is very hidden, and there is no trace, there have been exhibitions in many cities, and his new works have been exhibited here recently, and I should be here. β
Lin Xueqi said: "From this point of view, this person is likely to be the one Aunt Yuyan said!"
Zhuo Yuxi nodded and said, "This surname is rare, it should be fine." β
At this time, Li Shaoming came in and handed Lin Xueqi something wrapped in brown paper, "Miss, the painting has been delivered." β
"Good efficiency. Lin Xueqi opened the kraft paper, and it was the seascape painting that Zhuo Yuxi saw in the exhibition.
"Oh my God, Xueqi, you actually bought it. I heard that the work of this rising star in the art world has climbed to six figures. Zhuo Yuxi exclaimed.
Miss Lin, who regarded money as dung, looked at it and said, "It's a good painting! β
"Yes, Miss!" Steward Li replied and then took out his mobile phone and said, "Hey, well, the painting has been received, and my young lady is very satisfied." Yes, there is also a generous gift for the original author. That's right, the original author himself. Night Mist Shadow and Zhuo Yuxi both smiled understandingly when they heard this, and gave a thumbs up to the cunning master and servant.
Lin Xueqi hooked her lips: "Gear up, I'm going to see a newcomer enlist tomorrow." β
As night fell, on the other side of the city, Lan Xiaoyan was half-lying on the trunk of a tree, closing his eyes boredly. "Chirp-" A blue bird landed on Lan Xiaoyan's shoulder, "Oh? I didn't expect it to come so quickly." Well done, keep watching. β
The bluebird pecked him on the shoulder, flapped its wings and flew away.
"Jingle bell-" The white light crossed, and a young girl slowly fell on the branch opposite Lan Xiaoyan, dressed in a blue white dress, a little retro, a ponytail hung down naturally, two golden bells were tied to the tail, a layer of light veil was brushed on the face, and there was a heroic spirit between the eyebrows.
"Stargazing at night again?" Lan Xiaoyan said jokingly.
The woman floated on the branch with a cold attitude, "I'm not here to joke with you. β
Lan Xiaoyan said boringly: "Then what did you calculate?"
"You ......"
"Soon?"
"......" the woman gave him a blank look.
"Okay! β
"It's next. β
Lan Xiaoyan sneered, "You still need to say that the wind chime has already told me." β
The woman couldn't help but roll her eyes again and turned to leave.
"Hey!" Lan Xiaoyan stopped her, looked at the waning moon and said, "Are you still running away from the moonlight that wants to take you over?"
The woman was silent for a while, and then said, "Because I know that the moonlight never belonged to me." With that, he dodged and flew away.
"It's really pitiful......" Lan Xiaoyan sighed leisurely, but he couldn't tell who he was talking about.
Li Shaoming stood on the rooftop, happened to see a white light in the sky, stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "You are also ...... here"
The moonlight dimmed, and the voice of a young man came from the depths of the secluded forest, "Thunder is gold, snow is purple, fog is blue, rain is green." Night Mist Shadow stopped and looked up at the figure in the tree, "It's the blue wind on you!"
"What do you call Your Excellency?"
"The Fear of the Fog - the shadow of the night fog. The night of the night, the shadow of the shadow. β
The boy in the tree laughed, "Strange name. β
"Each other, each other. It's because the surname Arashi is rare, so you can get your information as soon as you search. β
"Brother Night is visiting today, do you have something to talk to me about?" The branch trembled, and the young man in black landed steadily, his index finger flicking a jewel pendant.
"The blue bird is not an ordinary monster, and its role is sometimes much stronger than that of the Internet. As far as I know, there are no less than three blue birds under Lan Shao's command! Can't you even inquire about this bit of news? Isn't it deliberately that the pendant with a locator that Miss Lin gave you is the one that deliberately attracted us?"
Lan Xiaoyan was calm on the surface, but he was also secretly surprised. If the thunder is the most alarming, then the night fog shadow in front of him is the most mysterious, of course, the mystery only refers to him personally. The night family is also considered to be the dominant party in the demon eradication world, and the family background is solid, but the night fog shadow is a bit maverick, and he left home at the age of sixteen to practice alone. Lan Xiaoyan is absolutely confident in his hyacinth, but the behavior of this night prince always makes him unpredictable, he has a lot of knowledge of the demon world and the demon eradication world, but he doesn't know how to know, he intentionally joins the demon extermination team but deliberately hides his strength in the team. What he didn't understand even more was that his intelligence network had always been private, but Night Mist Shadow actually knew so much.
But he didn't have time to think too much about the situation in front of him, "I know the purpose, let's go directly to the fifth article of the demon elimination contract!" β
Night Mist shrugged indifferently and said, "The captain said that our abilities are more compatible, and only we can fly for a long time, so the odds are better." And I've been recuperating from an injury for a long time, so I need to practice my hands. β
This reason is made up...... Night Mist Shadow sneered. With the character of their captain, can you rest assured that this kind of confrontation will not go out in person? It's just that she didn't know what she saw on the road and flashed, and the eldest lady followed with no worries. caused him, a bystander who had just recovered from a serious injury, to support the field, or single-handedly, and the eldest lady said that she would arrive later, but there was no promise. I knew that he would take care of the house with Zhuo Yuxi, so Boss Li would not dare to leave the eldest lady and run away. Speaking of which, what the hell did he do?
What did Li Shaoming do? Let's rewind it. The trio set off, the plan was still Li Shaoming's main attack, Lin Xueqi assisted, and Night Mist Shadow went completely with the mentality of a bystander, after all, the cooperation between the two people was more tacit.
"Huh, strange?" Lin Xueqi said, "How can there be a demonic power in the south? β
Night Mist Shadow also sensed it, "Eighty percent is migration! Don't worry about it, it's important to get down to business." β
Who knew that Li Shaoming suddenly said: "Night Mist Shadow, this duel is handed over to you." With that, he disappeared.
Before the night fog shadow could react, he heard Lin Xueqi say: "Xiaoye, you go over first, I'll see what's going on, and then I'll come." Then he ran away with Li Shaoming, leaving him alone in the wind.
Blue light bloomed from the two of them.
"Concrete objects, fog and fog. β
"Concrete things, headwinds. A long knife appeared in Lan Xiaoyan's hand, his whole body was blackened, and he looked like it was some years old.
Night Mist Shadow couldn't help frowning, he obviously felt that the other party's strength was above him, so the shadow of Fog City appeared.
"Soft Silver Armor?" Lan Xiaoyan exclaimed, "It seems that this battle is a bit tricky. β
"Concrete things, thunder. A group of demon beasts formed a circle, Li Shaoming knew who was in the middle, and hurriedly made a move, "Swift lightning fell into the river, and thunder caught the sky." β
"Boom, boom!" Several lightning bolts struck, and all the monsters that were hit fell to the ground.
Li Shaoming looked ahead and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you make a move, in order to cover up your breath?"
"Knowing you're nearby, there's no use covering up. An indifferent voice came, and the girl in white slowly approached, it was the woman who had met Lan Xiaoyan before.
"Your Lingqi is special, and you are the only one who can cause so many demon beasts to migrate. β
The woman smiled slightly, "Long time no see, Shaoming." β
"Long time no see. β
"I haven't seen you for many years, and it's a lot more serious. The woman looked at the thunderbolt in his hand, "This weapon is perfect for you." β
Behind the big tree not far away, Lin Xueqi looked at them blankly, not daring to make a sound.
"Ping Pong!" The swords met, and the mist on the two swords wrapped around the headwind, and Lan Xiaoyan slashed downward, directly cutting through the mist.
"The smoke is without a trace, and the fog is galloping. The mist rose and circled around, forming a phantom sentence of more than a dozen night mist shadows Lan Xiaoyan rushed away. Night Fog Shadow was depressed, he couldn't use the Shadow of Fog City as soon as he came up, and the other party hadn't made much of a move! But the next moment he was even more depressed.
"Brother Night, don't you realize that I will restrain you in the sky?" Lan Xiaoyan waved against the wind, ignoring the illusion rushing over. The air began to flow abnormally, "the green stream is like a river, and the wind is torn by the clouds." The air swirled, and a whirlwind formed around Lan Xiaoyan, and the illusion around him dissipated instantly, and in the next second, Lan Xiaoyan swung his knife and rushed towards the true body of Night Mist Shadow.
"Ping Pongβ"
"Come to me, is it just a greeting?" asked the woman in white.
Li Shaoming was a little hesitant rarely, "Away from success...... Not far off. I hope you can help me. β
"Shao Ming......" the woman in white said earnestly, "You know that if you don't face it, it will be impossible to succeed." I said that as long as you figure it out, I will help you, and then you will get twice the result with half the effort. But you'd rather aimlessly look for someone else than see him. β
Li Shaoming did not refute, his face was a little gloomy.
Lin Xueqi listened to the conversation between the two and didn't know why, Li Shaoming and her have been together day and night for so many years, but she has never seen this woman, so this person must have known Li Shaoming earlier. And what did Li Shaoming not want to face? Why didn't she hear him mention it?
A series of questions made Lin Xueqi a little annoyed while being frustrated, and she didn't want to see the two of them reunite after a long absence. Thinking that Night Mist Shadow was still fighting alone, he quietly left.
Is...... was suppressed. Night Mist Shadow scolded again, but he couldn't think of anything to do at the moment, but suddenly felt that a string seemed to be plucked in his body. A strange force surged up, and Night Mist Shadow was strange in his heart, but there was always a desire to control this power, the stronger this desire, the more power surged up, and Night Mist Shadow's right eye was also unconsciously changing.
Lan Xiaoyan also found the clue and approached cautiously. As soon as he approached, Night Mist Shadow suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on him, and his right eye had already turned into a blood-red vertical pupil.