Miss Ling asked for a few low-class rooms in the inn on the edge of the town, ready to let everyone have a good rest, and by the way, replenish the dry food along the road.

When the night came, everyone was very tired, and after dinner, they all went to rest.

Ye Weiran sat alone on the beams of the house, looking at the moon in the sky, and felt that something was wrong.

She was the goddess of the moon, and there was a constant connection between the moon and her, but now this connection seemed to have been cut off by something.

Stretching out his hand, Ye Weiran looked at his excessively pale fingers, even if he was a zombie, he couldn't absorb the essence of the moon.

The moon seems to have forgotten her existence.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! A low shout came from the backyard not far away.

In fact, the sound is very subtle, but the night's undyed hearing is too sensitive.

Forgetting the past, it was the big fool of Bai, holding a wooden stick in his hand and waving it non-stop.

Ye Weiran tapped his toes, and one got up and landed beside him lightly: "You don't sleep at night, swinging a sword here, it seems that your energy is still very strong." ”

She suddenly spoke, but startled the man, held the branch fiercely, and looked vigilantly in the direction of the sound.

After discovering that it was night, he breathed a sigh of relief, let down his guard, and shyly held the branch in his hand: "It's a girl, it scared me!" ”

Ye Weiran looked at the faint tiredness between his eyebrows: "Since you're tired, why don't you go and rest?" ”

"I'm fine, I can practice again!" Da Zhuang scratched his head and smiled.

"That posture was taught to you by Miss Ling just now?" Ye Weiran smiled, the posture of swinging the sword just now had a move that looked like Miss Ling.

Da Zhuang scratched his head embarrassedly: "Yes, Miss Lin taught me a few tricks, but I just remember these two times, I'm really sorry for her." ”

"Why do you want to kill demon slaves? Is it for revenge? The night's unstained eyes glowed dark in the moonlight, looking at every expression of Da Zhuang.

But Da Zhuang shook his head frankly: "I know, my ability is limited, so I don't want revenge, I just want to protect the survivors."

It's been three years, the demon slaves have been wreaking havoc for three years, and there are only so many people left in our village who have died, so we can only go to the Wuya Dynasty to seek refuge, but who wants to leave their homeland? ”

Sensing that Da Zhuang was not lying, he was thinking so sincerely, Ye Weiran was silent for a while, his toes hooked lightly, and he casually hooked a branch from the ground and held it in his hand

The eyes were cold, because it was night, there was no sun, and the night was not dyed, and he did not wear a hood.

There was a touch of casualness on that stunning face, and he held a simple branch in his hand, as if he was holding a peerless sword.

With a gentle wave of his hand, with the momentum of thunder, the branch in his hand slashed at the ancient trees in the yard.

When the branches touched the ancient tree, there were no waves, but the next second, Da Zhuang's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide.

In front of him, the ancient tree gently turned into ashes, and there was nothing left.

Anyone would have thought that the branches would be broken, after all, it was such a big old tree.

However, what disappeared was the ancient tree, and a layer of wood ash fell on the ground, and Da Zhuang was dumbfounded, how much energy it would take for such an ancient tree to disappear cleanly!

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