"Bang dang." The doors and windows of the house were blown open by the strong wind.

Lan Wujiang walked out of the memory.

A chill swept through her body, and it was her heart that was colder than her body.

She paced to the window, looking at the dusk moon in the sky, and the corners of her lips tugged slightly.

The fingers pinching the door frame left rows of marks on the door frame.

If her guess was correct, she entered her first dream with her own consciousness.

The second is your own body......

Is that possible, when she goes into the dream for the second time tomorrow.

After she took control of her body, she turned the whole situation around......

Lan Wujiang lowered his eyes, and stood alone at the window watching the color of the sky brighten little by little.

She unraveled her sense of hearing, alone in the midst of the noise.

People are born for suffering, but she doesn't believe in fate, she will step on this so-called calamity one by one, and finally stand above ten thousand people, looking down on the world.

At that time, no one cares that she can judge her life and death at will.

Those who follow her prosper, and those who oppose her perish.

Lan Wujiang looked at the sun rising in the sky and stretched out his hand to catch the first ray of sunlight.

Last night, Wu Changli and the others also lived in Hongxiang Building like Lan Wujiang, although they found a lot of strange things in the night, they all tacitly kept silent and did not startle the snake.

And today I plan to go to the City Lord's Mansion to meet the rumored news of Jiang Mianmian's investigation.

"Are the guests going out?"

Lin Han, like the day before, appeared at the gate with a smile.

It's just that now his face is a little more enchanting, and the whole person exudes a sense of alienation.

Lan Ling frowned, and the fire fox on his shoulder glowed strongly like a lamp at this time, illuminating the entire inn hall.

All darkness vanished at this point.

Lin Han hated this kind of light, and Junxiu's face frowned slightly.

"So what?"

Lan Ling glanced at Lin Han lightly, her innate nobility made her look high.

Lin Han thought of Jiang Mianmian for another moment.

That woman, who was also a nobleman, looked at him with disdain but pity.

"Shicheng needs to wear black clothes to go out during the day, and the small shop has prepared black clothes for several guest officers, please change into them when you go out."

Lin Han's true emotions only leaked for a moment before he returned to his smiling face.

Wu Changli and Ouyang Heng glanced at each other when they saw the black dress handed over by Lin Han, and the two laughed in unison.

"A black dress made of the silk of a thousand-legged spider? The owner was so generous. ”

Wu Changli broke Lin Han's conspiracy in one sentence.

"A thousand-legged spider spits out a year of spider silk can weave cloth is not the size of a handkerchief, extremely toxic, mostly used as a hidden weapon, spider silk is jet black, after a living person touches, the skin will be ulcerated, and the heavy will corrode the flesh and bones, an inch of gold in the black market, he is indeed generous." Ouyang Heng had a calm face, looked at Lin Han sarcastically, and replied to Wu Changli's words casually.

Others may not know what this is, but he and Wuchang Li are imperial businessmen, and they have been traveling from south to north since they were young, what strange objects have not been seen?

It's just a matter of coaxing others with this thing, trying to deceive him and Wu Changli is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Xia Mingyu's eyes narrowed, and he said sharply, "What else do you have to say!" ”

She has been upright all her life, and in this life, she can't tolerate evil people, let alone people who use such means to harm others.

Lin Han and Wu Changli glanced at each other, and simply didn't pretend, just muttered to themselves, "The thing is here, do you like to wear it or not, if you wear other clothes and go out, you encounter something that you shouldn't meet, and you lose your life, but it has nothing to do with me." ”

After saying that, Lin Han chuckled, glanced at Lanling meaningfully, and turned to leave.

"Just walk away without giving an explanation?"

Xia Mingyu was extremely angry, and the spiritual power on his body was directly towards Lin Han.

I thought I could trap Lin Han, but I never thought that Lin Han would be unharmed, and even smiled back at him, and said coldly, "Girl, don't be so angry." ”

Xia Mingyu staggered two steps, covering his chest with his hands, and a burst of blood surged up his head.

Lan Ling quickly supported Xia Mingyu and glared at Lin Han fiercely.

Lin Han pursed his lips undeniably, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, the fire fox light on Lanling's shoulder was instantly extinguished.

Darkness returned, and in that moment he melted into the invisible corners of others.

He is the embodiment of the abyss, never to be explored.

"Are you alright?"

Lan Ling looked at Xia Mingyu worriedly, Xia Mingyu shook his head, slightly pursed his eyes and looked in the direction where Lin Han disappeared, "I'm fine, this person is too weird." ”

What kind of cultivation is he? If you are above them, why just play the role of an innkeeper?

From the moment they stepped into the stone city, countless mysteries surrounded them, as if they were going to be dragged into a huge black hole and devoured completely.

"The top priority is to find Jiang Mianmian....."

Ouyang Heng woke up with a word, several people looked at each other, nodded, pushed open the door and walked out together, and the shopkeeper who was sitting behind the counter heard Jiang Mianmian's three words, and a strange smile tugged at the corner of his lips.....

......

In the evening, Lan Wujiang was resting in the City Lord's Mansion, and suddenly received a distress signal from Yi Xuansi.

"Something's wrong." Lan Wujiang raised his head, and Quan Cangqiong, who was sitting on a wooden chair in the hall and taking a nap, immediately opened his eyes.

"Rouge, you guard the City Lord's Mansion!"

Lan Wujiang didn't have time to elaborate, and the red blood halberd conjured up in the palm of his hand and walked out, and Quan Cangqiong quickly followed.

"Your beast pet cultivation is not low, don't worry."

Quan Cangqiong opened his lips and immediately entered a state of alert.

Lan Wujiang's eyes raised slightly, "I asked him to investigate the news, he should have encountered something." ”

The worst result is to confront Lin Han.

She and Lin Han have been in a stalemate for a long time, but they haven't been able to find out the details of each other. ”

Quan Cangqiong suddenly grabbed Lan Wujiang's wrist, and the heavy sword behind his back turned into a ray of light, which was carried at the feet of the two of them.

"Where to go, I'll take you."

In the infancy, you can fly with your sword.

The Imperial Sword is much faster than using light skills, and this body has no physical training, and Lan Wujiang's abilities in all aspects have been restricted.

At this time, the situation was urgent, Lan Wujiang couldn't take care of the defense of men and women, grabbed the sleeves of Quan Cangqiong, and said solemnly, "In the north of the city, Chunrong Road." ”

With a turn of Quan Cangqiong's spiritual power, his eyes flashed a moment of light, and suddenly the sword flew into the air, driving thousands of meters away.

The buildings under his feet became small dots, the unreachable sky became within reach at this moment, the cold wind blew Lan Wujiang's sleeves loudly, the clouds and mist passed through the sleeves, and the immortals were over everything.

Chunrong Road in the north of the city, Wu Changli and the others formed a group back to back holding their magic weapons, and Yixuan Si turned into the prototype of the iron-eating beast, and the spiritual power around the body exploded, and snowflakes flew all over the sky.

It was not the black bees that besieged them, but the countless ordinary people dressed in black clothes made of thousand-legged spider silk.

One city of people, ten thousand souls. Reading nests

The spider silk of the thousand-legged spider is difficult to break when it encounters fire, and the spiritual power is difficult to break, and ordinary people mostly use it to make weapons, but this group of people wears it on their bodies.

They are souls, and naturally they are not afraid of being corrupted by the flesh.

Lan Wujiang made them take off their black clothes that day, not because they were afraid of thunder, but because they were evil and thunder.

They don't have thunder attribute cultivators here, and there are even fewer people in the world who can practice evil qi.

And the power of these seemingly ordinary people to attack is extremely strange.

If you don't need spiritual power to protect yourself for a moment, you will be corrupted by the poison of the thousand-legged spider silk.

Black air rose from their black robes, and the wind and snow reopened a large circle to let the sunset sun shine through.

Yi Xuansi tried to freeze it, but it didn't work.

He can protect himself, but it is difficult to protect these people for a long time.

At this moment, the cumulus clouds in the sky were broken by the light, and Quan Cangqiong grabbed Lan Wujiang's waist with one hand, collected his sword from the ground, and the two fell from the sky.

Lan Wujiang held the red blood halberd in his hand, and the evil qi rolled on her body, bursting out from the tip of the halberd, and the power of the sky summoned thunderclouds, and suddenly the dark clouds reunited.

In an instant, the snowflakes of Yixuan turned into rain, thunder and lightning flashed, and the people dissipated like birds.

The poisonous gas was swept away and consumed by the evil gas.

In the blink of an eye, several people came out of the dire situation and saw the light again.

Wu Changli saw that the fingertips of the red blood halberd trembled, and the rest of the people also looked at Lan Wujiang's face and fell silent.

In the end, it was Lanling who spoke first to probe, "Boundless? ”

Lan Wujiang walked from a distance, a burst of light rose in his palm, he withdrew the red blood halberd, and smiled slightly, "It's me." ”

Wu Changli's heartbeat slowed, "How did you become like this?" ”

Lan Wujiang raised his eyes and stroked his hair absently, "It's a long story, you go back to the City Lord's Mansion with me first, and I'll talk to you in detail." ”

Quan Cangqiong gave Ouyang Heng a look, and Ouyang Heng immediately walked over quickly from the opposite side and stood behind Quan Cangqiong.

Xia Mingyu's eyelids jumped, and a bold thought popped up in his heart, "You won't occupy Jiang Mianmian's body!" ”

Looking at Lan Wujiang's current appearance, she must be a young lady.

But the ordinary people in the city all wore black, but she was the only one in pink.

The only important people are the lord of the city and the daughter of the lord of the city.

The city lord must be a middle-aged man, so if you rule it out, the final result will only be Jiang Mianmian.

Lan Wujiang nodded in a little surprise, "Yes, it's just a mistake." ”

The power of the sky took back the thunder power, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sunset reappeared.

Just now, several people had aura shields on their bodies, and the rain did not wet their clothes.

Now the jade-like figures are shining by the sunset.

His thunder power is covered within a radius of five miles, but the longer it takes, the greater the power consumed.

In addition, his physique was damaged by his soul before, and now his face is inevitably pale.

"Let's go back first, it's not safe outside." Quan Cangqiong was dumbfounded, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Lan Ling nodded, originally thinking that he was going to go all the way to the City Lord's Mansion, but who expected Lan Wujiang to beckon to Yi Xuansi, and the iron-eating beast several meters tall slowly walked in front of them, softened his hair, and lay down on the spot, with a sad look in his eyes.

The corners of Wu Changli's mouth twitched.

Why didn't this guy see so docile when he was in the martial arts.

Xia Mingyu curiously touched a handful of iron-eating beast's hair, and couldn't help but sigh, "Although it looks quite peculiar, it's so soft!" ”

Lan Wujiang snorted and laughed, "Ride it a little faster." ”

The Iron-Eater was huge, and even if it was more than a dozen people, it was quite spacious and more than enough.

Everyone picked up and sat on the back of the iron-eating beast.

Yi Xuansi's clean young voice came from the body of the iron-eating beast, "Sit tight." ”

"Don't scratch me!" It turned around and glared at Xia Mingyu, who was frantically masturbating it, Xia Mingyu withdrew his hand and coughed don't overdo it.

Suddenly, the iron-eating beast galloped up, so fast that only afterimages could be seen in the houses next to it, the wind crackled on the faces of several people, the spiritual power under its feet churned, and the dust rose everywhere where it stepped on, leaving huge footprints.

However, in just one stick of incense, the iron-eating beast arrived in the city lord's mansion.

The moment they got off its back, Yi Xuansi transformed into a human form, frowned and rubbed his waist, and loudly told Lan Wujiang about his dissatisfaction.

"Only this once!"

He's not a beast pet to be ridden!

Lan Wujiang raised his hand and rubbed Yi Xuansi's head, smiling slightly.

"Sister!" Lan Xiaowu ran out of the house, his eyes red.

She had just gone to find Lan Wujiang, but Bai Rouge told her that Lan Wujiang had gone to save people.

Although she is just a foundation builder and may not be able to help Lan Wujiang much, the current Lan Wujiang doesn't seem to take her to heart.

She knew she was sensitive and suspicious.

Also likes camouflage.

But she really wanted Lan Wujiang to pay more attention to her, even if it was only a little bit.

Lan Xiaowu choked up unconsciously, Wu Changli frowned slightly, glanced at Lan Wujiang, and said nothing.

"I'm back, don't worry." Lan Wujiang's eyes were always very gentle when he looked at Lan Xiaowu.

Bai Rouge came out of the hall enchantingly and raised his eyebrows at Yi Xuansi and smiled.

On the ground, the maid of the City Lord's Mansion came over, brought tea stiffly, and spoke in a sharp voice, "Distinguished guests, please take a seat." ”

Ouyang Heng looked at the maid's big flower face, and his heart trembled inexplicably.

It's really, ugly and strange.

The servants of the City Lord's Mansion were killed by Lin Han, and the rest of the people were set up by Bai Rouge to introduce new memories.

At this time, it was already tacitly assumed that Lan Wujiang was the new city lord, and Bai Rouge was her subordinate, so whatever Bai Rouge signaled, these maids and servants would do.

After Lan Xiaowu heard Lan Wujiang's words, his discomfort dissipated a little, and he raised his head and smiled sweetly at Lan Wujiang.

Lan Wujiang unfortunately turned around to speak at this time, perfectly missing Lan Xiaowu's smile.

"This time, everyone is gathered, and we will exchange the clues we have gathered." Lan Wujiang said as he took Lan Xiaowu's hand and walked into the house, but he didn't notice that Lan Xiaowu's face was very bad......

……

In the Hongxiang Building, Lin Han sat alone in the hall, playing with this small whistle in the palm of his hand.

The whistle was made of human bones, and it shone with cold light.

The shopkeeper quietly walked up to Lin Han, smiled awkwardly, and stammered, "Old, boss." ”

He took his severed right hand in his left hand and handed it to Lin Han.

Before, he wanted to try to sew and mend it himself, but he didn't expect to use the wrong material, so he broke his hand directly.

Lin Han glanced at it, raised his eyebrows and said, "I only repaired it for you last month." ”

The shopkeeper hung his head dejectedly, and there was a trace of grievance in his cold voice, "Big brother, ......"

Lin Hanxin trembled slightly, the smile on the corner of his lips disappeared, and he looked at the shopkeeper warningly, "You forgot again, you are dead, dead people, there should be no memories of life." ”