Chapter Twenty-Three: Rapodava and the Boy

The morning wind carries the smell of the sandy sand peculiar to the desert, blowing every inch of the desert into the sunset desert with life. The desert spiny bulb blooms with dark blue petals. The plant's entire body is covered with thick thorns to prevent it from being eaten by other species. But in the middle of the night when no one is around, it will bloom a large blue flower that is as clear as a crystal. The flowers spread out from all around it, each petal the size of its own body, and at this moment, she admired her beauty to the fullest, and at this moment, she was the princess under the moon. And the moment the morning sun shines on her body, she will quickly collect the petals, quickly wither, and become sharp again.

Mo Xuan glanced back at the large temple behind him, and the tall statue of Arubis in the shadows held a long axe, facing Mo Xuan as if he was saying goodbye.

Rumble......

The large stone door of the temple was slowly closed by Mo Xuan, and it also returned to darkness, although the darkness belonged to them, but they did not know when they would see the light again.

"Whew-"

Mo Xuan let out a long breath. I don't know how long it will take to come back from the place where he has lived for twelve years.

He dusted off the ashes and stepped into the desert. He didn't carry much with him, everything he needed was stored in the Vast Ring, and it was not too late to wait until he arrived at the Pyramid of Agara to buy the rest.

The long road was long, and the morning light cut out a long and oblique shadow behind Mo Xuan, and beside his feet, there were countless faint blue flowers blooming in the beautiful moonlight.

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Two days later.

Theoliguang January in the city of Labodava.

In Sunset Sandbar, the royal city of Atum has more than one-eighth the area of Sunset Sandbar. The Sunset Desert, where the Temple of Arubis is located, is located in the westernmost corner of the entire Atum.

The journey from Sunset Desert to the heart of Atum City is extremely long. To reach the center of Atum in the shortest distance from the Sunset Desert, you have to cross the city of Rapodava and cross the Avenue of the Gods.

The city of Rapodava is a city surrounded by the city of Atum, and the whole city is surrounded by the city of Atum. The city of Labodava itself is not large, like a jewel in the desert.

The roads of Rapodava City are paved like dense cobwebs, and in the middle are all kinds of stone houses2. In the center of the city is a large square in the shape of a circle, and at the center of the square is the most majestic building in the city, the temple of Rapodava.

Mo Xuan treads on the cobbled roads of the city of Labodawa, lined with two rows of shady coconut palms. The city of Rapodava is not very populous, so the roads are not congested. Everyone's life seemed to be very idle, everyone's faces were easy-going, even the oncoming patrol soldiers were kind, and there was no trace of murder at all.

Mo Xuan looked at the scene and object on both sides curiously, and found that it was extremely novel. And when the oncoming person nodded to him, he also responded to the newspaper with a smile.

"It is said that the city of Rapotawa is a place where the nobility come to recuperate in the sixth month of the year, and the climate here is pleasant, and life is casual, as expected. ”

Mo Xuan felt that in this city, even the fatigue accumulated from his previous cultivation was swept away.

"By the way, you have to find a place to rest in Europe. What's that called? 。。。。。。 Oh, by the way, grandpa said it was called an inn!"

Mo Xuan exclaimed happily.

"Well, uncle, may I ask where there is an inn around here?" Mo Xuan asked to an oncoming passer-by.

"What is this, young man?" the passer-by asked, scratching his head, and smiling.

"It's a place to rest。。。。。。 Mo Xuan blushed and whispered.

"A resting place。。。。。。 Well, you're probably talking about the Falling Moon Pavilion, right?" the passerby clapped his hands and said with a look of enlightenment.

"If you go to the intersection and go to the left, there's one that you can go and see. ’

"Okay, thank you, uncle!" Mo Xuan happily thanked the passer-by and walked towards the place pointed by the passer-by. When I got to the place pointed out by passers-by, sure enough, it was an inn that my grandfather said.

"Is this called the Falling Moon Pavilion, then why does Grandpa call it an inn? Probably the place where Grandpa used to be called that. Mo Xuan said to himself.

"Forget it, let's go inside. Mo Xuan smiled, and was just about to step in, at this moment, a white shadow flashed out from the corner in front of him, Mo Xuan was startled, but he didn't have time to dodge, and collided with the shadow.

Boom!

Mo Xuan was hit to the ground, Venus twinkled in his eyes, he took two steps back, shook his head, and saw clearly that in front of him was a young man the same age as Mo Xuan, wrapped in a white cloak. The boy's eyes were purple, and some black hair peeked out from the brim of his cape. He grabbed the cloak again so that it wouldn't fall off, and his body was slightly bent and tense, and he stared at Mo Xuan coldly with a fierce air on his face.

Mo Xuan was taken aback by his appearance, but he soon realized that the boy had bad intentions towards him. He mobilized the breath of nothingness in his whole body, tensed his nerves, looked at the young man, hid the tension in his heart, and asked, 'Who are you and what do you want to do?'

The boy was silent, but his purple pupils still locked onto Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan looked at the young man like this, and just wanted to say something more, but the young man suddenly pounced on him, and the speed of his left hand into a fist was so fast that Mo Xuan didn't have time to react.

Poof-

Mo Xuan closed his eyes tightly, but the imaginary fist did not fall on him. Instead, he felt a weight weigh on him, bringing him backwards and falling to the ground. He opened his eyes again, and saw that the young man in white was pressed against him, but his eyes were tightly closed, as if he was unconscious.

"This 。。。。。。 ”

Mo Xuan didn't know what to do, he pushed the boy up, and then supported him, and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

"What is this ,,,。。。。。。 ”

He supported the boy with his left hand, and patted the dust on his body with his right hand, not knowing what to do.

"Forget it, let's stay and talk about it first. ”

As he spoke, Mo Xuan helped the white-clothed young man and walked into the Falling Moon Pavilion behind him.

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Soon after they left, two figures flashed in the alley, dressed in white cloaks like the boy, but with a veil wrapped around their faces, and a wolf-like ornament tattooed on their foreheads, which looked extremely fierce.

"It looks like the scepter isn't here anymore. One of them glanced around and said.

Another said, "But there's a smell of being in here, he must have been here, and we'll go ahead and look for it." ”

The other nodded, and then he disappeared without a trace.

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