Phew, a gunshot.

Bullets flew over and shot like lightning at the man who was clutching his collar. The quick-eyed Mo Wuwen's left hand immediately pulled the man to soar and turned left to avoid the bullet's shot, and the demon refining pot in his right hand swung vigorously in the direction where the bullet came, and suddenly the yellow sand erupted like a note, knocking the gunman hiding behind the stall to the ground.

The gunmen scrambled to their feet, quickly fled and disappeared into the depths of the alley by the side of the street.

"Immortals. I don't know Taishan with eyes, and I'm offended~~" The man saw that Mo Wuwen could take him to escape the shooting, and thought to himself what it was not a fairy.

"You see that your people are all poisoning you, and then you have no choice but to die. But if you help me get my friend back, maybe I'll spare your life. Mo Wuwen said to the man, both soft and hard.

"Immortal, I must be sure, I must listen to you." The birds in the forest flew separately when the catastrophe came, not to mention that they attacked themselves, and of course he chose to betray without hesitation.

"Who are you?"

"Immortal, I'm Nan Jian'an."

"Who are you?"

"I have been following Mrs. Nan, from Shunzi to Xichuan."

"How did you come to the Grey Realm?" Mo Wuwen dragged Nan Jian'an out of Shijing City, put him down in the wilderness and asked.

Nan Jian'an recalled the scene at that time (at night, Nan Jian'an was talking to his accomplices who had just come in, and suddenly the door of "Kunlun Culture Media" opened automatically, and a green light was about to rush over.

Suddenly, a thick fog rose in the hall and rolled up Nan Jian'an, and he couldn't help but walk forward with everyone, and as he walked, Nan Jian'an found that he didn't know how to walk on the ridge of the terraced fields on the mountain.

Suddenly, the wind blew again. Nan Jian'an, who was blown down by the wind and fell off the ridge, saw that everyone else also fell from the ridge one after another. When Nan Jian'an stood up, he found himself in the legendary gray world, gray sky, gray mountains and rivers.

What surprised him even more was that the skin of all his accomplices who came to the Gray Realm began to slowly fade, fading into deep and shallow grays. Only their eyes still retain their original black appearance. ）

"My friend is from the Gray Realm with you?" Mo Wuwen interrupted Nan Jian'an's memories.

"No, they were already locked up there when we went underwater, gods. But your friends, the color of their skin hasn't changed at all~"

"Why did you kill me when you saw me?"

"Gods, gods, gods, it's not that I'm going to kill you. Yes, Mrs. Nan said that if I saw a personality who had not turned into gray skin in the gray world, I didn't dare not listen to her~~" The panicked Nan Jian'an explained to Mo Wuwen.

"Let's go to the lake you said. Don't try to play any tricks, or I'll throw you into the lake to feed the fish!" Mo Wuwen pretended to be very vicious and scared Nan Jian'an.

In order not to alarm the people of Nan Xianyue, Mo Wuwen did not ride the rope through the sky, nor did he directly fly to the lakeside with Nan Jian'an, but just pulled down a nod towel with Nan Jian'an to cover his face (for fear of being recognized by others) and re-entered Shijing City on foot.

At the end of the day, I heard Nan Jian'an introduce that Shijinghu is on the east side of Shijingcheng, and it is named after the small island in the lake that is full of rockery and stone forests. Fortunately, Xiao Wu thought carefully and handed him a few pearls when he gave Mo Wuwen the clothes of the Gray Realm, otherwise Mo Wuwen really didn't know what to pay the boatman to send them to the island in the lake.

"You're not locals, are you?" The boatman shook the oars and saw Mo Wuwen looking around at the lake and unwilling to give up every inch of the scenery, so he accosted and said.

"We came from Huiji City, and we heard that the rockery on the island is very distinctive, so let's take a look."

"Oh." The boatman glanced at Nan Jian'an, who was trying to be patiently frightened, and said.

Paddled and rowed, the boat reached the middle of the lake, and the island was close at hand. The houses on the island are faintly visible, and not only can you see the figures walking around the island, but you can even hear their chattering.

The boat suddenly stopped, and the boatman took the wooden oar and asked Nan Jian'an coldly, "Who is he?" ”

Nan Jian'an was speechless in surprise at the boatman, wondering why the boatman asked him so.

Whirring, the wooden oars slapped at Nan Jian'an under the swing of the boatman. The wooden paddle snapped into two pieces by the hand that could not be stopped, and it flew up, and fell into the lake with a clatter.

The boatman was stunned for a moment, then jumped into the water, "Immortal, the boatman may recognize who I am......" Nan Jian'an trembled and thought that the boatman would not poison himself out of thin air.

The boat began to jolt up and down, as if someone was holding the boat under the boat, and it was probably not just the boatman alone, the strength of one person could not move the boat. But the boat was so small that he couldn't speed up and take off, and he immediately took out the rope that reached the sky, dragged the top of the rope, flew the rope, and shouted to Nan Jian'an, "Hold on to the rope!" ”

Mo Wuwen rode the rope to the sky, and Nan Jian'an dragged the rope to the island and staggered to the island. Mo Wuwen looked back and saw that the small boat that was still bumpy just now was actually pulled into the water by some force, and the water splashed.

When approaching the island, the people on the island saw Mo Wuwen flying over and thought it was a demon fleeing. Mo Wuwen put away the rope to the sky, and said to Nan Jian'an, whose feet were trembling, "Where are they?" ”

"Gods and immortals, they are at the bottom of the lake."

"Then you take me to the bottom of the lake to save people, can't you wait for someone here to kill you?"

"But god, I forgot where the entrance was. I'm just following the people around, and I'm not familiar with the roads on the island, and I've long been dizzy. Nan Jian'an said with a sad face, his eyes looking around for fear of some bullets or something like that.

"What do you think about at the entrance?" Mo Wuwen thought to himself that they had so much courage to break into the island, and the people of Nan Xianyue heard the wind and either came out to deal with them, or they hid at the bottom of the lake and did not come out, and the top priority was to find the entrance first and try to see if they could enter the bottom of the lake.

"The entrance is near the wooden tower, look at the gods!" Nan Jian'an looked east and west, and pointed to the top of the towering tower not far away.

"Let's go!" Even though he had already exposed his target, Mo Wuwen no longer had any scruples about dragging Nan Jian'an and flying quickly in the direction of the tower. "Where's the entrance?" Mo Wuwen circled around the tower like a bird and asked Nan Jian'an.

Nan Jian'an looked down at the earth, carefully identified the scene in front of him, and after flying around the tower three times, he finally pointed to the courtyard next to the tower and said, "The entrance of the gods should be there~"

Mo Wuwen couldn't care so much, so he fell directly in the courtyard, put away the rope to the sky, and said to Nan Jian'an, "Lead the way!" ”

Nan Jian'an took Mo Wuwen around the courtyard, and the strange thing was that he couldn't meet anyone. The courtyard was lifeless, the flowers and trees were wilting listlessly in the wind, even the birds that were tired of perching on the branches stopped chirping, and the dogs drooped their heads and turned a blind eye to them, and they did not bark at all.

Mo Wuwen felt a little strange when he saw the scene in front of him, so he asked, "This has always been the case here?" ”

"No, I left here in the morning and everything was normal, but now everything here is like a plague." Nan Jian'an grunted as he walked towards the wing room on the right.

"This wing is the entrance?"

"Immortals. Pushing open the wooden cupboard, there is a passage under the lake that leads to the bottom of the lake, and the bottom of the lake is also food, drink, and housing. ”

"So, who are you to bring you into the passage?"

Nan Jian'an began to tell his memories again (I don't know why, Nan Jian'an, they were running wild in a carriage but suddenly stopped outside Huiji City. When he and the others got out of the carriage, a thick gray mist suddenly hit them, rolling them up and flying non-stop, and it was only when Nan Jian'an came to his senses that he found that they were in a courtyard with small bridges and flowing water, lined with all kinds of strange stones.

"Nan Xianyue, she knows about the existence of the passage?"

"Lady Nan shouldn't know, Immortal. As soon as we arrived, there were people from the Gray Realm waiting for us to lead us into the entrance. After feeding and drinking enough for us underwater, let us go to Shijing City to observe the terrain and the deployment of troops in the city. ”

"What do you want to do?"

"Mrs. Nan said that we are originally descendants of the Gray Realm people, and we want to use the scientific and technological knowledge and guns and weapons we have mastered in the human world to create a powerful Grey Realm empire in the Gray Realm!" Nan Jian'an said that he actually forgot that he was still a prisoner in the hands of the last ignorant, and actually shouted with his fist and spiritedly.

"Huh?"

"Gods and gods. Mrs. Nan is delusional, and there are immortals in her conspiracy will never be achieved. Nan Jian'an saw that Mo Wuwen instantly returned to normal, and continued to talk back in embarrassment.

"Less nonsense! Go to the wings. Mo Wuwen thought to herself that Nan Xianyue might have come to the Gray Realm more than once, otherwise, how could there be people from the Gray Realm to help her.

The door was pushed open, and Mo Wuwen rushed into the chamber with the demon refining pot in his left hand and the celadon sacrifice in his right hand. However, the scene in front of him made Mo Wuwen very shocked (the wing room was empty, how could there be any wooden cupboard!). ）

"Immortals. I kid you not! When I left in the morning, there was a wooden cupboard, and when I removed it, it was the entrance to the underwater passage. Nan Jian'an said that he was in a hurry and stomped on the floor with his feet, hoping to stomp out of the passage.

Mo Wuwen saw Nan Jian'an's anxious look, and thought to himself that he shouldn't be lying. Nan Xianyue's people were chasing him, and he didn't need to keep a secret for Nan Xianyue. But where is the wooden cupboard in the wing, and where is the passage to the bottom of the water? Mo Wuwen kept pacing in the wing, constantly thinking about it.

Buzzing, suddenly the celadon piece in Mo Wuwen's hand trembled and made a sound, and the green mangs quickly flooded.

Snort~, wisps of gray smoke came out of the ceiling, wall, and floor of the wing. In an instant, a thick gray mist filled the room, and there was a bubbling sound on the floor, as if water was about to penetrate it.

"Let's go!" Mo Wuwen dragged Nan Jian'an and wanted to escape from the wing room. Before they could step out of the threshold, a pair of gray giant hands stretched out from the ground and grabbed Nan Jian'an.

"Ah~~, help!" Nan Jian'an, who was grabbed by the giant hand, screamed loudly.