The night has passed, and the dawn has arrived.

On winter mornings, the cold air is even colder on the river.

Although the ship had docked at this moment, none of the people on the boat wanted to get off the ship.

It's not that they don't want to get off the ship, but because they don't want to get off the ship in the cold winter of this ship.

On the deck, Chen Lirong was experiencing the greatest calamity in his life at this moment because he had cultivated the summoning spell of the Western Summoning Evil Sect sixty years ago.

Yes, sixty years ago, he didn't have a correct understanding of summoning techniques, so he learned the summoning techniques of the Western evil sect, and now he regrets it a lot.

However, regret is useless.

Because there is no regret medicine in this world.

Sixty years ago, after he learned the summoning technique of the evil sect in the West, he returned to Zhongzhou all the way, but Zhongzhou did not accept his summoning technique, and the summoning technique he worked hard to learn was not recognized by the major sword sects in Zhongzhou, and almost brought him the disaster of killing.

At the constant request of many martial arts masters in Zhongzhou, he made a blood-like oath in their Chen family compound in Gusu City, promising them that he would not use summoning spells for the rest of his life, nor would he teach the summoning spells he had learned to the martial arts people in Zhongzhou.

He still remembers this fondly.

However, now in order to save Mo Yunbai, he completely violated the oath he had made to the major martial arts masters in Zhongzhou back then, and once again cast a summoning spell.

It's just that it doesn't matter if he breaks this oath, what makes him feel bad is that the summoning technique he learned is an evil sect, which he can't accept.

Yes, this is changed to anyone in the world, this person can't accept it, touching his face, he is like touching a thousand mountains and ravines.

A thousand hills and ravines?

The wrinkles are almost like the ravines on the hills, and they are more like the rolling waves in the great river, and the wrinkles ripple like the waves in an instant, which spreads all over his body.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, only his own granddaughter didn't think he was ugly and ugly, and even hugged him, but when this kind of thing happened, no one needed to ask, just know how uncomfortable Chen Lirong was at the moment.

Chen Lirong covered his face with his old hand and said, "My face, my face." ”

Hearing him say this, Ting'er separated herself from herself holding his body, and looked at it in a daze, only to see that the wrinkles on his face were like small snakes writhing, spreading from his neck to his chest.

He's in pain right now.

Chen Ting didn't need to ask anymore, as if she had already felt the pain on her grandfather's body, and tears suddenly slipped from her eyes.

This ship was Moon Shadow Xuan's ship, and except for Mud Xiang and Mo Yunbai and their grandson, the rest of the people on the boat were all Moon Shadow Xuan disciples.

Except for the people in the cabin who didn't see Chen Lirong's appearance, the people standing on the deck all saw it.

Chen Lirong was already an eighty-year-old man, and the eighty-year-old man should know his body best, and he asked himself: "Could it be that sixty years ago, the summoning spell I went to the Western Barbarian Tribe to practice was an evil sect, so it would be like this?" ”

For him to have such a change, Qi Shuilian, Feng Qin, and Ye Xuan also calculated that he was an evil sect that had learned from the Western Barbarian Tribes.

The boat docked, but everyone's hearts were gone, so they didn't mean to get off the boat.

Looking at Chen Lirong's appearance, their hearts were like a flat boat ushering in the stormy waves on the sea, hanging in mid-air.

This is true outside the cabin, but what about inside the cabin?

In the cabin, Ye Handong was still sitting in the tent, and he was putting his palm behind Muxiang, who was sitting firmly in front of him, receiving the treatment he was giving.

Ye Xuan saw the young man sleeping on the deck, and remembered the situation when she treated Muxiang at nightfall yesterday, and couldn't help but wonder deeply: "What's the matter, after the woman in the cabin was rescued by my summoning power, she should also be awake, why can't she wake up?" ”

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but shiver in the cold wind, and her heart was stunned, and she thought: Could it be that the summoning spell she learned is not authentic? However, this thought was obviously stupid, so the thought only flashed through her mind.

Because she knew that whether it was her, Sister Shuilian in front of her, or Sister Feng, they were all from the famous families of the Western Barbarian Tribes, how could they be evil sects?

But when she saw Mo Yunbai asleep on the deck, she asked herself, "Then why didn't the woman in the cabin wake up like this young man?" ”

Feeling uncomfortable, she turned and lifted the curtain of the hatch of the cabin, and walked straight to the second cabin.

She saw that Ye Handong was putting her palm on the back of the mud incense, and both of them seemed very calm and comfortable, and she stood outside the gauze tent and looked at it for a long, long time, but she didn't see a single reason.

The calm inside the gauze tent seemed abnormal, and she wanted to intervene to find out, but she didn't, because she knew that the Xuan Lord of the Moon Shadow Pavilion was not in a good temper.

Then there was nothing unusual happening in the tent except for silence, and she was relieved.

But although she wanted to be reassured, somehow her heart was restless, so she stood under the skylight of the second cabin and quietly looked inside the gauze tent.

Maybe only by staying here can she feel at ease and rest assured, right?

It's just that after a long time, there is still no movement in the tent, and she can no longer bear her usual eagerness, and she wants to reach out to probe the cold winter breath of the night.

Snorted again, but the back of her outstretched hand bounced back.

She was ejected from the tent, and then passed the first cabin safely, and fell onto the outer deck.

Qi Shuilian and Feng Qin on the deck were looking at Chen Lirong, never thinking that this Ye Xuan was thrown out of the cabin and fell in front of them, they were also stunned, and said in unison: "Sister Ye Xuan, what's wrong?" ”

Blood flowed from Ye Xuan's mouth, and he pointed to the cabin with his finger and said, "Dream Summoning Dafa." ”

What is Dream Awakening?

The Dream Summoning Dafa is an evil sect summoning spell of the Western Barbarian Tribe, which can reach the depths of the dreamer through the braincortex of the dreamer, and has achieved the purpose of the magician.

This summoning spell is from the Evil Sect, and it is not tolerated by the Authentic Sect.

Qi Shuilian and Feng Qin said: "Who injured you?" ”

Ye Xuan said: "Lord Xuan, it's Lord Xuan!" ”

Feng Qin said: "How is it possible? Lord Xuan is a person from Zhongzhou, and he has never known the summoning techniques of our western barbarian tribes, let alone the summoning techniques of any evil sects. ”

As the saying goes, hearing is better than seeing with your own eyes, Qi Shuilian and Feng Qin helped Ye Xuan who fell to the ground, and then the three of them walked into the cabin together.

Ye Xuan flew out of the first section of the cabin just now, so the female disciple of Moon Shadow Xuan who was standing in the first section of the cabin didn't see it clearly, and she didn't know what was going on, so she had to go out of the cabin to see what was going on, and she didn't know how to meet Qi Shuilian and the three of them.

The female disciple of Moon Shadow Xuan also said respectfully, "Miss Ye Xuan, what's wrong with you?" ”

(End of chapter)