Chapter 462: Death and Curse
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Through the thin veil, the beauty's smile can probably be seen clearly, at first she didn't have any feelings for her, at most she was vigilant, but now after she said this, she was inexplicably disgusted.
Are these people just going to put everything in the past on her? Obviously she didn't know anything.
Retracting his gaze from the beauty, Feng Qingyan got off the cloud couch, put on his shoes and walked outside.
"Where are you going?" The beauty called her behind her, and put the burning lamp on the glass table.
However, Feng Qingyan didn't answer her, and she didn't even pause for a moment.
She walked out of the main hall like this, leaving the beauty here alone, and the flame of the glass lamp reflected the entire hall.
I don't know what Lin Yuan has done, Feng Qingyan can't feel the cold in her body anymore, and the wound on her arm is fine except that it hasn't healed yet.
It's just that her cultivation has never fully recovered, but it is much better than when she faced Linyuan.
The cold courtyard was illuminated by the moonlight, but when she looked up, she found that the original bright moon was actually dyed with a faint layer of crimson.
According to the ancient books of the ghost clan, the blood-red moon represents death and curse, and the ominous coming.
Is this Silver Moon City about to change the sky?
"Yunshen, will they be okay?" In the end, I couldn't help but worry about them, even Feng Qingyue's side, although Lin Yuan said that he would be fine, but Feng Qingyan felt that she had to confirm it in person, otherwise she really couldn't rest assured.
made a move "close to the end of the world", Feng Qingyan directly flashed and left here, she threw away all the words that Lin Yuan said before leaving, she would not be so obedient.
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It wasn't until he left the Night Gate Palace that Feng Qingyan discovered that this large number of palaces was actually built on a floating island in mid-air, and there was more than one floating island.
However, I had never seen a floating island before, and this suddenly appeared, and it was very likely that it was hidden like the soul people before, so outsiders could not find it.
She landed on the streets of Silvermoon City, and after checking the situation around her, she was about to go forward.
However, just a few steps have passed, and a group of black insects flew out of the shadows, their small wings fluttering under the moonlit night, they were so numerous and densely packed.
"Bone Eater?" Feng Qingyan recognized these insects, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and he was secretly on guard.
She raised her hand, and the pale impure fire in the palm of her hand lit up, reflecting on her beautiful little face.
Because of this fire, most of the bone-eating insects that wanted to attack her stopped, and they were born evil spirits, and they had a certain fear of this pure and pure fire.
There were those who wanted to sneak attack from behind, but they were all discovered by Feng Qingyan, and when the impure fire touched them, they instantly burned, and in the end there was not even any scum left.
So, the bone-eater kept surrounding her, and although it didn't get too close, it refused to retreat.
Just as she was thinking of using another trick to clean up all these bugs, a person suddenly appeared on the roof not far away, and that person happened to see her.
"Qingyan!"
The man called out to her, and Feng Qingyan's hand that was about to cast a spell stopped because of the sound and looked up.
The man standing on the roof, dressed in an aqua blue dress and holding a sword in his hand, was looking at her.
But when she saw the person's face clearly, Feng Qingyan was silent, and she didn't speak.
It was a face that was exactly the same as the one that was intended.
That woman again?
"Be careful!" The woman on the roof shouted at her, and Feng Qingyan immediately came back to her senses.
More than a dozen bone-eaters flew towards her when she wasn't looking, and as soon as she turned around, she condensed a protective barrier to isolate the bone-eaters from the outside world.
Standing on the roof, she pulled out the long sword in the scabbard, and she slashed two fingers on the blade, and the red blood oozed out, and then used the blood to smear the blade.
The blade glowed coldly in the moonlight, and her grip on the hilt tightened a little, and she plunged down from the roof, slashing at the black-pressed bone-eater.
The smell of blood filled the air, and when the sword fell, it didn't kill a single bone-eater, but they visibly retreated.
Yiyi stood beside Feng Qingyan, and none of the many bone-eaters dared to approach her.
Before Feng Qingyan could react, a large number of bone-eating insects around him were retreating, as if they were afraid of something, and that fear was not like the fear of the impure fire, but more like a ......
"Clear face." The words of the person next to her interrupted Feng Qingyan's thoughts, and she looked at her.
"Are you alright?" A slightly caring voice came into my ears, different from the beauty in the waiting hall.
She put away the enchantment and the impure fire, and secretly looked at the woman, but the appearance in her memory, and couldn't help but wonder: "Are you intended?" ”
Hearing her words, Yiyi suddenly chuckled and said, "It's me, I haven't seen you for too long, you don't know me?" But I always thought you were in Shangjing, but how did you end up here now? ”
Confirming that this was really a compliment, Feng Qingyan's expression relaxed a little, and said, "This is a long story, but I also want to ask, why are you here?" ”
"Me?" He asked rhetorically, then looked at her and replied, "I heard that some ghost people would open the entrance to the Youling Tomb in the Youshui River, so I mixed in with that group of people and came in together. ”
She didn't look like she was lying at all, and Feng Qingyan frowned faintly: "What are you doing here?" ”
They had always designed the entrance to the Tomb, and she didn't expect it to be mixed in.
"Find someone." Meaning is the right way.
"Who? Do you need my help? Feng Qingyan's words were faintly vigilant, and she suddenly thought of something in her mind and made some bold assumptions.
"Princess Suoyu." Leaning closer to her, he spoke softly, his tone sounding a little mysterious.
Locked up? This person, Feng Qingyan didn't know.
Noticing the blood on her hands, Feng Qingyan grabbed her hand: "Are you injured?" ”
However, Yiyi smiled disapprethoughtly and retracted his hand: "Small injury, it's okay, it'll be healed soon." ”
The corners of her lips hooked slightly, Feng Qingyan raised her hand, and her fingertips condensed a touch of strength, slowly stopping the bleeding for her.
She may have the ability to heal the wounds of ordinary swords directly, but the sword of the intention is not an ordinary sword, it belongs to the category of spiritual weapons, and it is still a little difficult for her to heal quickly, so she can only stop the bleeding first.
"Thank you."
After thanking them and bandaging their wounds briefly, the two of them continued to walk forward together, talking about the current situation in Silvermoon City as they walked.
As they walked away, a man suddenly appeared in a high attic beside the street.
The tail of the gauze skirt dragged to the ground, and the steps followed their sight, and there was a bit of elegance between the gestures, and the light black veil covered the face.
Slowly, a smile hooked the corners of his lips under the veil.