It is the night when the stars are dazzling, the moon is pouring, and the soft light like light like a light gauze spreads the entire city of winged hope, and in this city of winged vision, the lights are glazed and dazzling.

The city of Winged Lookout, which is quiet and lonely at night on weekdays, has now become full of laughter and laughter, and in the spacious hall, everyone sits in the banquet to drink and celebrate. In addition to the four messengers, the Big Dipper is the most powerful helper of the city lord of the Winged Look. Xi Rin, one of the Seven Evils of the Big Dipper, who went out to Hailan Country and worked undercover for five years, returned to the city now, and the lord of the city naturally held a banquet to entertain him.

It wasn't until the people in the hall had enough to eat and drink that the noise of the city of wings gradually subsided.

On the Kamikaze Pavilion, Feng Lonely stood alone on the attic, the night breeze was blowing, and he looked at the unknown front, as if all this had returned to the past.

"Why did you come back so soon?" At some point, Mo Yan appeared on Feng Shi's side, carrying a jar of wine in his hand.

Feng Shi listened, but he didn't turn his head, but responded coldly: "It's too lively, I'm not used to it." ”

Mo Yan raised his hand, and he played with the wine jar in his hand boringly, only to see the jar slide down Mo Yan's left hand to his shoulder, and then to his right hand, he stopped slightly.

"What about you? Haven't you always liked to be lively? Feng Lonely said one more sentence this time, in the past, he usually asked Mo Yan, and he answered.

Mo Yan raised his eyebrows, carried the wine jar, and said lazily: "I'm sitting there as a person from the Abyss Pavilion, and I feel a little redundant. ”

"It's not the Holy Gate Alliance, so why do you care? Thinking about it, the right protector of the Dignified Abyss Pavilion should not have any scruples. Hearing that there was some faint ridicule in Feng Lone's words, Mo Yan crossed his hands on his hips, and said with some dissatisfaction but some surprise: "You understand me a little, it's rare." ”

Feng Lonely crossed his arms and didn't speak, his eyes finally looked at the night sky in the distance, a silver moon seemed to be about to fall into the West Mountain, and it was not very early to think about it.

Seeing that he was not far away, Mo Yan asked curiously, "What? What are you thinking? ”

"I don't want anything." Feng Lone's voice was still cold, but at this time, he turned his head sideways, stared at the wine jar that Mo Yan was carrying, and said, "There is wine?" Bring. ”

Mo Yan sighed, stared at Feng Shi with wide eyes, and sighed: "No, no, in the past two years, the god wind of the city of majestic wings has really changed a lot. ”

After hearing this, Feng Shi didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, so he turned his head and said tepidly: "Don't talk nonsense, bring the wine." ”

"Hey, okay, that's what you said." Mo Yan smiled a little slyly, and immediately threw the wine jar over.

Feng Lin caught it lightly, unscrewed the long lid, and saw that it was empty, and for a while his handsome eyebrows couldn't help frowning, and asked coldly: "Empty?" ”

"Hey, hey, I said it just now, this wine is what you want." Mo Yan hurriedly smiled, laughing a little happily.

Feng Silent snorted coldly, handed the wine jar back, and was not angry, continued to look at the night sky in the distance, and after a while, he listened to Mo Yan say: "If you want to drink, and wait for me, I will go and get it for you." As soon as the words fell, Mo Yan was about to fly away.

"Not necessarily." Feng Shi hurriedly stopped him, and said, "I have something to do to go to the city." As soon as he finished speaking, the breeze flashed, and the white shadow disappeared from Mo Yan's sight.

Mo Yan was left stunned to look at the direction where Feng Silence disappeared, and after a long time, he said: "This person said to leave, it's really ......" shook his head slightly, and then lay on the roof, crossing Erlang's legs and watching the stars in the sky flickering comfortably.

Out of the city of winged hope, but dozens of miles is the huge withered leaf poisonous forest, white-clothed fluttering silence flying in this withered leaf poisonous forest, with memory, he looked for the corpse inn located in this withered leaf poisonous forest.

The wind gusted, the strange-shaped trees were intertwined with each other, the moonlight was pale, and the shadows of the branches were all reflected on the ground, which looked strange and terrifying. I don't know why, this withered leaf poisonous forest looks gloomy all day long, and at night, the wind is almost like a female ghost wailing, if a mortal walks here at night, I am afraid that it is strange not to be frightened and lose my soul. However, when he drove away the corpse two years ago, when he walked in this withered leaf poisonous forest, he was much more courageous than mortals.

Feng Lonely walked against the wind, flew to go, the strange trees and vines on his side quickly retreated, the yin wind blew wantonly, his green silk like flowing water couldn't help but fly back, white clothes flying, for a while, Feng Lonely was like an immortal descending to earth, wandering in this mortal world.

Not far from the door of the corpse inn, he looked around, only to see that the trees around him were still growing strangely, weeds and stingers, and stones were piled up, it was really a desolate place. Slowly took a few steps forward, only to hear the crow chirping in the night sky, the sound seemed to pierce the whole sky, and the strange chirping echoed throughout the field, and it took a long time to disperse.

There have been a few times here, and the owner of the corpse inn has long since disappeared, leaving only an empty building that looks like it is about to collapse. Feng Silent walked to the door of the corpse inn this time, and faintly felt that something was wrong, he could invisibly feel that there were other people around him besides himself.

Stretched out his hand and gently tapped the black lacquered door of the corpse inn, only to hear a squeak, the door slowly opened, but inside the door, it was dark, and I couldn't see anything inside.

The yin wind was still blowing, whirring, blowing the grass and trees everywhere, and the yellow sand on the ground was also swept away, surging into the vast night sky. Feng Lone's clothes were flying, his hair kept crossing his face, his eyes were attentive, his indifferent eyebrows frowned slightly, he stepped forward and stepped into the door.

"Bang!" The wind struck, and the two black-lacquered doors were hastily closed.

Beacon Silence didn't stop, it seemed that the door that closed automatically didn't affect his mood at all. He was not surprised, but his expression was a little leisurely, Xu was walking against the wind all the year round, and his body seemed particularly light when he walked in silence at this time, walking step by step, it was an extremely quiet night, but he could not hear a trace of his footsteps.

Walking into the lobby of the corpse inn, a rancid smell rushed to his face, which was disgusting, and he couldn't see his five fingers in the room, and he used his divine sense to probe indifferently, only to see that the tables and chairs in the room were messy, and there were a few yellow runes on the ground. I think that after that one-time corpse rampage, no one has ever stopped here. And the rune paper on the ground must have been left by Yuan Yang that day.

Looking around, but didn't find anything, in the silence of the mind, found the dilapidated wooden building steps in the house, he didn't think much about it, so he went upstairs. Stepping on the stairs, if it weren't for the light of the lonely body, the dilapidated staircase would have collapsed long ago.

Walking to the second floor, Feng Lonely stood alone in the corridor, there were four guest rooms on both sides of the corridor, the door was tightly covered, the dust cobwebs were all over the place, the musty smell filled the air, Feng Silence breathed quietly, walked a few steps and suddenly stopped.

This corpse inn is really a bit weird. Feng Lonely frowned, walked to the door of a guest room, and said coldly: "I am disturbed here late at night, and I don't care if Your Excellency is strange or not, I only want to know one thing here." ”

After Feng Silence finished speaking, a gust of yin wind blew in from nowhere, and it kept sweeping through the entire corridor, whirring.

After a long time, I only heard a creaking, and the door in front of Feng Shi slowly opened, and an old man's voice slowly sounded in the darkness inside, "Who am I?" Isn't this the young and promising kamikaze of the City of Winged Hope? The old man's voice was a little slurred, but more eerie.

When Feng Lonely heard this, he didn't change color, but replied lightly: "Your Excellency recognizes me?" ”

"If you recognize it, you will recognize it." The old man coughed lightly, "I just returned here these days, I thought it would be quieter, but I didn't expect someone to visit tonight." But it's rare that there are still people coming to this broken ground, it's too rare. ”

Feng was silent, and after a while, he heard the old man ask, "What are the kamikaze envoys doing in my shop?" Don't you think that the affairs in the city are not easy to do, and you can't change your career to join the corpse chasing faction? Immediately, I saw a candle flickering in the room, an oil lamp flickering, and the old man's face appeared.