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As an ancient city surrounded by mountains and rivers, the ghost city has a long history, prosperous culture, many celebrities, and many famous scenic spots in the hidden city.

One of them, the ghost city of the Yangtze River Wharf, because of the former battle of crossing the Yangtze River, due to economic development, the Yangtze River Wharf has long been closed, and has become a well-known scenic spot.

Many tourists will come here to look at the Yangtze River estuary, and eat fresh food along the way.

In the past, the ghost city pier was open to each other, and there was an endless stream of tourists, but today it was suddenly closed.

This makes many tourists puzzled, especially the young men and women who came to play are extremely unhappy, and the big guy looks at the Yangtze River wharf port in front of him, frowning one by one.

I saw that the front was heavily guarded, and it was blocked by soldiers.

"How the hell is this drafted?"

"Yes, on a good Sunday, we came to the Yangtze River Wharf to eat Jiang Xian, and there was a problem with the food. ”

"Yes, what kind of plane are you doing?"

The group of young men and women looked at the soldiers who stood in their way.

One of them, all of whom were famous young people, put away the phone and said coldly: "I have inquired, this is an order from the highest level of the Southern Military Region, saying that there are bigwig-level figures playing and meeting inside." ”

After hearing this, everyone could only sigh.

Since it is blocked by the military district, there is no way, then they can only turn back.

"Hey, do you feel like it's cold here? ”

"It's a bit cold indeed. ”

"Isn't it a sunny day, why is it so cold all of a sudden?"

Everyone suddenly felt a gust of cold wind, and couldn't help but shiver.

suddenly

Someone pointed ahead: "Look, it's snowing ahead." ”

After hearing this, everyone looked up, and found that there was a dark cloud near the Yangtze River wharf, and the snowflakes were fluttering under this cloud, and a cold wind struck, and the snowflakes were scattered, so that everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's snowing? How is that possible?"

Everyone was stunned, now is not the season of snow at all, who knew that it would snow, this is really hell.

"There must be something special going on here. ”

The boy suddenly narrowed his eyes: "And do you feel it, these soldiers all have evil energy fluctuations, and these soldiers are players like us." ”

"yes, I also feel a faint wave of evil energy in them. ”

"So I feel it. ”

The group of young men and women nodded their heads with strange expressions on their faces.

They are also players, belonging to a small group of players, and everyone is friends with each other.

"I know of a very inconspicuous path that can bypass these soldiers and let us see what is going on at the Yangtze River wharf?"

In the trend of curiosity, everyone immediately agreed.

Don't say it, a few people under the leadership of this son-in-law, everyone bypassed the guarded checkpoint of the soldiers, climbed over the wall and walked the path to the scenic spot, and the result was that several scenic spot managers took the initiative to introduce the Yellow Crane Tower, which made several people can't help but cheer.

In the past, people have taken the yellow crane to go, and the yellow crane tower is vacant here.

The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.

The Yellow Crane Tower is actually an antique building built according to this ancient poem, located on the other side of the wharf, and is only visited by others as a tourist attraction on weekdays, and you can condescendingly watch the Yangtze River Wharf.

As for whether this is really the Yellow Crane Tower, no one cares at all.

Several young people came to the Yellow Crane Tower and found that there were many people in strange costumes standing in the building, including monks, Taoist priests, people in Tang costumes, and even young people in strange costumes.

A proper cosplay party.

It's a pity that these people are too old, otherwise they can still exchange experiences with them.

"Oh my God, I feel like all these people are extraordinary, they have a lot of backgrounds, they look like fashion parties. A girl glanced around and couldn't help but stick out her little tongue.

In the huge Yellow Crane Tower, most of these people around stand with their hands in hand, each of them is looking at the Yangtze River wharf port in front of them, they are deep and mountainous, their bearing is extraordinary, their eyes are bright, and their instruments are extraordinary.

No one looked at this group of young people, and they all seemed to pay attention to the Yangtze River flowing eastward in front of them.

"Little sister, don't look around, otherwise you'll get into trouble, and you also want to see this battle of the world?" Suddenly, a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old in a white practice uniform suddenly turned his head and smiled.

"The Battle of the Ages? What is that?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Didn't a big guy come to visit the scenic spot today?

What the hell is this battle for the ages?

The beautiful woman reacted very quickly, and immediately responded: "Yes, little handsome guy, are you too?"

"Hmph, of course, the battle of the century between the evil martial master Li Tianxing and the Ye Pao King, I don't know how many evil martial artists came from all over to watch, and I also begged the elders for a long time before I could come to watch. The boy replied innocently.

"Li Tianxing, Ye Pao King?"

"Evil warriors everywhere?"

Everyone was stunned again.

As players, they had naturally heard of the Evil Warrior, but they had very little access to them.

The young man pointed to the Yangtze River wharf port in front of him: "I heard that after the Ye Pao King issued a war letter three days ago, Master Li Tianxingli had already arrived here three days ago, and I will wait for the Ye Pao King." ”

Everyone followed each other's fingers and saw that in the middle of the turbulent Yangtze River wharf at the Yangtze River wharf where the university was flying, there was a person wearing a hat and a hat sitting in the middle of the rolling Yangtze River.

Everyone's eyes were about to pop out.

Because this person didn't even have a boat under his feet, he just sat on the rolling Yangtze River out of thin air, like a rootless duckweed, drifting with the current.

however

Everyone took a closer look, and then they found that the people in the cloth were as stable as Mount Tai in the turbulent river water, and they did not move at all, and they all said that the rolling Yangtze River was passing away and the waves washed away the heroes.

But in the eyes of the other party, it seems that the rolling waves do not exist.

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Everyone also noticed that the man in the cloak was still holding a long fishing rod in his hand, motionless, like a statue, as if he was immersed in his own world of fishing.

In this kind of weather, at this time, this kind of place is fishing alone in the cold river and snow?

This kind of forced style, there is really no one.

The wharf of the Yangtze River, full of wind and snow, no people, opposite are some snow-white and quiet mountains and rivers, no one is moving, there are no birds and beasts moving, only the blizzard flying in the sky.

This scene is full of an indescribable poetry.

Thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow.

I think it's this kind of mysterious and lonely artistic conception.

"See, that is the first person in today's evil martial arts, Li Tianxing!" The young man's voice came faintly.

It's still breaking out today.,There are four more.,There are two more to be released before 8 o'clock.,Tomorrow's big **,Eighteen is ready to be written in one go.,Keep chapters!

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