The leaves fall desolate in late autumn

It was so desolate that the fog filled every alley of the years

The alleys are rotting with the unbearable past

The bright lights and candles were extinguished in the past

The heavenly fire rumbled away

Mi left black ashes floating in his heart

Wander in your heart

Scattered and dying in the heart

The dust is full of sadness

I died in a sad heart, and I was deeply hurt

Countless days and nights alternate between the day

After the replacement is more distant confusion

A dull voice came from the end of the future

There was a desolate echo in my heart

ATST Crowd Source - East Wind Side: Accommodation

The black liquid that kept flowing on the ground was like a living thing in the direction of Yang Huan step by step, and the sweat on Yang Huan's forehead continued to "snap" and fell from his cheeks to the ground, his eyes were full of deep fear and uneasiness, he stepped back and stretched out his hand to tentatively support the wooden door behind him, "snap", the wooden door was hit the wall, and the black liquid was still forced forward like a ghost.

"Yang Huan, be careful!" The hands on one side were tied behind him by the black mist, standing in place anxiously looking at everything in front of him, a few strands of long hair on his forehead were soaked with sweat, but he couldn't lift a trace of strength in his body.

Yang Huan was pressed against the door behind him, seeing that the black liquid under his feet was about to climb up his ankles, a wave of fear was overwhelming in his heart, he gasped for breath, his eyes rolled, and he had a plan.

Yang Huan stretched out his hand, and released a burst of transparent light from the black totem on his arm, distorting everything in the air, gradually, the light rotated and turned into a white net, swirling and changing like a feather, quickly enveloping the pool of black unknown liquid on the ground, seeing that the black liquid was not controlled by the net, in a very short time, another force instantly branched into countless beams of light and attacked each intersection of the net at the same time.

Suddenly, the intersection of the net in the upper right corner greatly rebounded one of the rays of light, Yang Huan flashed, and the beam of light that bounced out flew to the Fanghua tree trunk on the side, and a deep chisel immediately appeared on the withered yellow trunk!

"Found you!" Yang Huan shouted excitedly, and quickly stretched out his hand to summon the sword ghost that was inserted into the ground, and the sword ghost quickly withdrew from the ground, "Huh" A sound flashed into Yang Huan's hand, Yang Huan quickly inserted the sword ghost to the place where the beam was rebounding just now, and the black liquid on the ground suddenly let out a tearing scream, like a terrible scream when the ghost was torn apart, the liquid shook violently on the ground a few times, slowly flowing to the other side, slowly climbing in the air, slowly transforming into a humanoid silhouette, the black humanoid liquid flashed some bright light for a while, and after a while, the black viscous liquid "boom" A sound fell off his body, and the man who was originally like a beast stood in place again, but a narrow wound appeared on his left shoulder, and dark blood continued to overflow from the sword, the man stretched out his right hand to cover the wound on his left shoulder, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he looked at the young man in front of him, and his heart was anxious.

"You're defeated!" Yang Huan's eyes were sharp and calm, and he stretched out his hand to recall the sword ghost inserted in the ground again, and pointed his sword at the unkempt man in front of him.

The man closed his eyes slightly, eased his breath slightly, the wound on his left shoulder began to heal slowly, he looked at Yang Huan, and said proudly: "Where did I lose?

"Don't fool yourself anymore, one move just now is enough to detect your weakness, if that's right, your weakness is in your left shoulder, it's just that I stabbed you in a hurry just now, and I didn't stab you in the vital point!

The man stood in place, looked at Yang Huan with disgust in his eyes, stretched out his hand and prepared to summon the black mist again, and suddenly from behind him, he quickly shot four flying knives about an inch long, and the ring at the end of the flying knife was still tied with a gray ribbon, the man quickly turned around, and the sharp flying knife grazed the man's left shoulder, cutting the clothes on the man's left shoulder, and then inserted it into the Fanghua tree trunk behind the man.

"Who dare to come here to spread wildness!" a stern question!

Yang Huan looked up and saw Xu Fuhui standing behind the man, still maintaining the gesture of shooting a flying knife, with a cold face.

"Which little gangster are you, a knife in your back hurts someone!" the man reached out and touched the clothes that had been cut on his left shoulder, with a look of disdain.

Xu Fuhui stood in place, ignoring the man's questioning, but instead smiled ghostly, calmly closed his eyes, mentioned a trace of divine power in his body, and secretly probed the level of the man's divine skills in front of him.

The world in front of Xu Fu instantly turned into pitch black, only the power of the gods around Diexi and Yang Huan slowly flowed in the darkness in front of them, slowly revealing the power of their respective gods, like golden flowing water in the body along their muscles and bones The ethereal flow flowed, but the beast-like man in front of him had no sign of the power of the gods in his body, and his body was full of black mist that was rampage!

Fu reopened his eyes, looked at the beastly man in front of him with a smug expression, and slowly said while approaching in place: "There is no power of gods around your body, and your body is full of black mist called "Qingwu", in order to maintain your human form, you have to always absorb the power of other people's gods, presumably you are the god of the underworld!"

The man in front of him suddenly smiled with a solemn and serious face, stretched out his hand and clapped while saying, "Okay, good, really good!

"My perception is never wrong, there is an almost circular irregular mark on your left shoulder, that is your weakness, unless you stab that black mark, otherwise it will never kill you, as the soul of the Mirror of the Underworld, someone must have instructed you to go around absorbing the divine power of others!"

The god of the underworld looked at Xu Fuhui in front of him with evil eyes, his heart was cold, and the backbone of his back suddenly rushed up with a chill, as if his back was instantly covered with ice, he had never met him before, today it was just a short side, and the person in front of him knew everything about himself clearly!

"Fuhui, what do you mean by this? Someone instructed?" Yang Huan withdrew the sword ghost in his hand and asked Xu Fuhui with a puzzled expression.

"As one of the top ten weapons in Artese, the Pluto Mirror is different from the other nine weapons, the Pluto Mirror belongs to the Fire Yuan, and there must be a person in the Lost Land who has the Pluto Mirror in his hand now, but if this person wants to use the Pluto Mirror, he must let the soul of the Pluto Mirror, that is, the Pluto Mirror be withdrawn from the Pluto Mirror, and the Pluto will absorb the divine power of others into the Pluto Mirror, only in this way can the Pluto Mirror exert its power!"

Yang Huan nodded suddenly: "You mean to say that someone instructed the god of the underworld to absorb the divine power of the Overlapping Breath?"

"If I'm right, it should be like this, maybe his target is not Diexi, but he just ran into her, so ......"

The god of the underworld took a few steps back, he looked at Yang Huan in front of him, Xu Fuhui behind him, and the rest on the side, thinking carefully about the situation in his heart, and then stretched out his hand to prepare to fight to the death.

"You dare!" Xu Fuhui took out a short but very sharp flying knife from his sleeve, held it in his hand, looked at the god of the underworld, and prepared to go to war!

Yang Huan held the sword ghost in his hand, and said in a domineering tone: "Hades, your shortcomings have been exposed, and you are just a dead end if you continue to fight!"

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the god of the underworld, and he thought carefully in his heart: One of these two people is gifted with extraordinary divine power, and the other is very good at calculating the city, and if they continue to fight so hard, I am afraid that it will be unfavorable to me, so now I can only retreat first, and destroy them one by one another day!

As the three of them confronted each other, the god suddenly turned into a wisp of black mist and disappeared in place. The black mist around her disappeared in an instant, and she sat weakly in place.

Yang Huan looked at Diexi who fainted on the ground, and flew the sword ghost into the house with his backhand, and there was a sound of a sword sheath from the house, Yang Huan hurriedly ran over, helped Diexi with both hands, he raised his head and called Xu Fuhui not far away, and shouted with an anxious expression: "Come back! Help me save her!"

Xu Fuhui hurriedly walked a few steps forward, squatted beside Diexi, gently raised Diexi's wrist, took a pulse, still looked at Yang Huan with a calm face, and said lightly: "It's okay, don't worry about it first, she just lost too much divine power for a while and caused a temporary syncope, let's carry her to the house first!"

Yang Huan pulled up his hands and breathed, hurriedly ran to the house, gently put her on the bed, Xu Fuhui came in, poured a cup of herbal tea from the table, and took a few sips.

The face of the bed was pale, and there was no sign of waking up.

"Fuhui, are you sure she's okay?" Yang Huan anxiously looked at the overlapping breath on the bed, and then turned his head and asked Xu Fuhui.

"You can rest assured. Xu Fuhui said as he walked over, beckoning Yang Huan to help him up, Xu Fuhui sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes closed, stretched out his right hand and twisted a wisp of divine power, ethereal in the air, he gently pushed the shining divine power into Diexi's body, and the room was quiet.

"Coming back, she was just entangled in the black mist for a while, how could she suddenly lose so much divine power?"

Xu Fuhui closed his eyes while continuously conveying the power of the gods to Diexi, and slowly answered the question: "That's not a simple black mist, that mist is called Qingwu, Qingwu's body is covered with dense suction cups that can tightly absorb any living thing, and can absorb a large range of divine power in an instant." ”

"Why haven't I heard of it?" Yang Huan frowned and thought carefully.

Xu Fuhui paused, withdrew the light, gently put the overlapping breath back to stability, and continued to say softly: " Qingwu is an evil beast a long time ago, no one knows when it appeared, and there is no relevant record of how Qingwu appeared in ancient books, but it is described that Qingwu has a big head, and countless tentacles grow under the head, the longer it survives, the older it is, the more tentacles it has, and Qingwu lives under the ground, whenever someone on the ground has a big movement that alarms Qingwu, it will instantly stretch out its tentacles from the ground and firmly suck the people on the ground, and will not withdraw until the person's divine power is exhausted。 Later, he was killed by someone with one of the top ten weapons, Shenhuang, and then disappeared, leaving only a few black mist that could not pose a threat to the world, so he didn't pay much attention to it!

"It's gone. Can only Shen Huang kill him?" Yang Huan gently covered Diexi with a thin towel, turned around and walked to the table, and sat opposite Xu Fuhui.

"Before, the healing ability of Qingwu's body can be beyond everyone's imagination, and then after being stabbed by the gods, he lost this ability to regenerate skin and flesh to the limit and quickly heal wounds, just now I can clearly feel that the black mist released by the god of the underworld is the black mist, but the remaining few black mist must need to be parasitic on the god of the underworld, thinking that even if we get the god now, we may not be able to kill the god, this time the god knows that we know his weakness and weakness, after he goes back, he will definitely strengthen his defense, we want to kill him again, but it is even more difficult！”

"So that's the case, fortunately I used the method you taught me to see through his weakness, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable!" Yang Huan let out a long breath while rebrewing the steaming snow tea, and a big stone in his heart finally hit the ground.

When Xu Fuhui heard Yang Huan's words, he was puzzled: "You, how can you see through his weakness?"

"Huihui, if you want me to say that you are really forgetful, have you forgotten? Last time we were in the Star Blood Field, because you couldn't exert your divine power, you taught me how to use your divine power to perceive the opponent's weaknesses!" Yang Huan smiled easily at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Xu Fuhui with admiration.

Xu Fuhui nodded suddenly: "Oh yes, I remembered, I taught you last time, but can you learn it? My large-scale divine power perception is very consuming of divine power, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" replied Yang Huanfeng lightly.

Xu Fuhui smiled reassuringly, but his heart was different, he thought carefully: This large-scale divine power perception this kid can actually learn! You must know that this is a part of my Tianbing, I never want to use my Tianbing to find out what kind of special ability his Tianbing has, after all, you have experienced life and death with me, and in this situation, I am more and more curious about you, what is your Tianbing, should you be explored! Finding out about other people's Tianbing without their consent is like this, unless the two are enemies!

Xu Fuhui sat opposite Yang Huan, with a cramped and uneasy look, and his heart was still entangled in whether to do it or not!

"Come back, are you okay!" Yang Huan couldn't help but see Xu Fu's cramped and uneasy appearance, gently put down the cup in his hand, and asked him tentatively.

"I didn't ...... She's awake, go see her. ”

Yang Huan quickly stood up, sat on the edge of the bed, helped up the awakened Die, and asked softly: "How is it, it's okay!

Diexi stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, looked at the surrounding situation in a daze, and said weakly, "You saved me?"

"It's not me, it's Fuhui, he has instilled a lot of divine power in you, that's why you can wake up so quickly!" Yang Huan pointed to Xu Fuhui, who was sitting next to the table.

"Thank you...... You're up."

Xu Fuhui stood up, put his hands behind his back, and walked a few steps to the side of the bed: "It's okay, you helped me once, and I will pay you back this time, I have always disliked owing favors to others, so you don't have to be polite! Besides, if it weren't for Yang Huan repelling the god of the underworld, no matter how much divine power I instilled in you, it would be useless, if you want to thank him, thank him." ”

Diexi looked at Yang Huan, with a lot of tenderness in his eyes, and a lot of gratitude.

Diexi was about to speak, but Yang Huan's words were interrupted: "You don't have to say anything, as long as you are safe, it is the greatest thank you to me, you know!"

Yang Huan's eyes were bright and gentle, and his words were soft like grass sprouts that had just sprouted.

Diexi's heart was moved, and his eyes suddenly turned red, but he never said anything.

Xu Fuhui on the side coughed: "Ahem, Yang Huan, that ...... I'll go back to my room and rest. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xu Fu returned his sleeves and walked away.

The autumn night is dark, the autumn wind sweeps the yellow leaves outside the house, making a rustling sound on the ground, the sound of autumn insects slowly becomes weak, and the air has a little cooler. In the room, the snow tea on the table was lonely and steaming white, rising in the dark night, and the candle lamp on one side shook slightly on the lampstand, and there were no flying insects, and there was no figure on the wall. Time is like flowing water, ethereal and crazy rushing towards the confused future, with the past mixed with love and hate, how many storms and waves have been encountered, but in the end everything has become empty and confused like flying ashes.

Sitting on the bed, Tongyang talked sweetly about the situation for about half an hour, with a beautiful face and a smile like a flower.

There was a sound of a husband outside the house, and he looked at Yang Huan with a gentle face: "What time is it?"

"It's time. ”

"It's so late, I should go back!" said softly, struggling to get out of bed.

"Then I'll send you?"

"No, it's just a short walk from here to where I live. ”

"I'd better send you back, it's dark outside, if the god comes back, I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with it, I couldn't send you back last time, please don't refuse me this time!"

Diexi didn't say anything, nodded lightly, Yang Huan picked up the old clothes, gently draped them on Diexi's shoulders, and the two of them went out of the door like this, and walked to the path outside the door.

ATST Crowd Source - East Wind Side:

In front of me is a dark night, in the night hanging a white moon, in the moonlight reflects an empty and lonely street, lonely walking on the street alone.

This is the downtown street on the wind side, people come and go during the day, countless vendors, countless pedestrians, lively like a bazaar, there are some high-rise buildings with ancient style standing high on both sides of the street, the walls of the high-rise buildings are carved with some ancient patterns, at this moment under the cover of darkness, people hurriedly took away the stalls, hurried home, turned off the lights, and went to bed. In the dark night, there was a ghost wandering in the empty street, a black cloak, a long silver white hair that was constantly fluttering in the dark night wind, a mask full of silver lines on his face, his hands were naturally hanging down, and he walked forward on the empty street with an expressionless face.

The cold autumn wind slowly swayed all around.

Suddenly, there was the footsteps of another man behind him, and the white-haired man stopped, not looking back.

Another footstep behind him slowly approached, and the soles of his feet were stained with the cold night, attacking step by step, not knowing whether it was friend or foe.

A whistle pierced the black silence in the night, long and distant.

The white-haired man turned around and looked at the person in front of him with sharp eyes.

"You're ......," the white-haired man asked in a cold tone.

"You are the deserted night in the four countries, can the lord of the city of dust inform you of the situation?" The person who came was dressed in coarse cloth clothes, wearing a simple hat of a street vendor on his head, and the whole person was dressed plainly, and he looked like an ordinary small vendor.

"Assassination?" Araya reached out and wrapped his cloak around him, casting a look of disdain from behind his mask.

Dressed as a street vendor, Ying Thorn changed the enthusiasm and humble bending of the small vendor during the day, and at this moment he had a cold and mysterious appearance, his temperament and his outfit seemed very different, Ying Thorn lowered his voice and said softly: "That's right, but my name on the wind side is Li You, and my identity is a small vendor selling umbrellas, you must have come this time for the Spirit Mirror, and I will assist you according to the will of the city lord!"

Deserted Night ghostly walked forward a few steps, there was no sound in the silent night, his eyes were fixed on this thorn, the two people stood face to face in the dark night, silent for a moment, Deserted Night suddenly said cold words: "It's not necessary, as long as you don't make trouble for me, even if you help me!"

Deserted Night's words were full of disdain, and after finishing speaking, he was about to turn around and leave.

"Don't you want to know something about the god of the underworld!" Standing motionless, Yingting looked at the back of Araya slowly disappearing, and raised his voice slightly, stopping Araya from leaving.

Deserted Night really stopped, with the thorn on his back, and said coldly: "I know, you don't need to say more!"

"You only know one thing, but you don't know the other!"

"What do you mean!" Araya turned around with a grim face, and there was no smile on his delicate features.

"You know the reason for the origin of the god of the underworld, but you don't know the location of the god of the underworld recently, and you don't know some rules and regulations on the side of the wind, if you are in trouble, I am afraid that it will delay the completion of the task. ”

Deserted Night smiled mysteriously in his eyes, became interested, and took a few steps forward: "Then you should talk about it, I'll see what you can say!"

Ying Thorn looked at the impatience on the face of the wild night, and held back a breath in his heart, years of undercover made him train into a set of skills in front of him and behind the back, although the wild night in front of him is not in his eyes, a body of arrogance, but after all, it is still important to focus on the overall situation, he continued: "The place where the god of the underworld appeared recently is in Jiuchen Mountain, and he was seriously injured, and now I don't know where to hide. ”

"What's the difference between you saying this and farting!"

"You!" Yingting's face was obviously unhappy, and he stretched out his finger to point at the barren night, but there was no place for any rebuttal except for a "you", and he continued to suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a steady tone: "You listen to me finish speaking, since the god of the underworld is injured, it is an absolutely good thing for us, but then again, if you want to subdue the god of the underworld, you must find the mirror of the god of the underworld, do you know!"

"Where's the Mirror of the Underworld? I'll get it right away!

"The Pluto Mirror appeared in the Lost Country a few days ago, I can help you get it, I have a jade carving here, after you find the Hades on the wind side, cast a spell to seal the Hades into this jade carving, and wait for me to go to the Lost and get the Pluto Mirror, and then put the Pluto into the mirror, so that you can bring the Pluto Mirror back to the Dust City Lord, everything is fine!"

"Can you find the Mirror of the Spirit?" Araya lowered his eyes and took a few steps to the side of the street, sitting down at a table, holding his head with his hands, and looking at Yingting, who was still standing in place.

"Of course, I have calculated that the Mirror of the Soul God has incarnated in this life as a woman hiding in the Lost Fire, if it is right, it should be near Songling Town!"

Deserted Night stretched out his finger and gently knocked on the wooden table, and there was a sound of "dong dong dong" in the dark night, he looked at Yingting, and his bottomless eyes seemed to ask: "How do you know?"

Ying Thorn seemed to see through the mind of the desolate night, and said bluntly: "I don't need to hide it from you, my Tianbing is the control of other people's souls to reach the limit, a few days ago I went to Songling Town to deliver goods, and by chance I found that the woman's soul is the form of the incarnation of the Soul Mirror, I didn't continue to investigate at that time, and then I learned that the city lord Feige sent me a message to accept the Soul Mirror, so I planned it, do you understand!"

Sitting on the side, Aramida stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, raised one foot and put it on the other side of the stool, and replied unruly: "I understand, I understand, I'm just worried, can you successfully retrieve the Pluto Mirror, it's no problem for me to subdue the Pluto, let's wait for you to bring the Pluto Mirror back, otherwise I will subdue the Pluto, but you didn't bring me the broken mirror, won't I just work in vain!"

Ying Assassin was prevaricated by the words of the desolate night and had nothing to say, and his face suddenly showed a cramped and uneasy expression, holding the faintly glowing jade carving in his hand, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Aramida looked at the laughing expression on Yingting's face, he laughed "poof", the corners of the evil and handsome mouth were enough to confuse all beings, he put his feet down from the bench, straightened the corners of his clothes, his eyes were sharp but feminine, he walked to Yingting Thorn step by step, and gently took the faintly glowing jade carving in Yingting's hand, and said in a hearty tone: "You are also very interesting, you take it seriously as a joke, you go, I will go to Jiuchen Mountain immediately to subdue the god of the underworld!"

Ying Thorn felt at a loss in the face of this sudden everything, and said one after another: "Okay, I will set off after dawn tomorrow, and the city gate will be closed at night on the wind side, and I can't force my way into it as an ordinary citizen in the city." ”

Deserted Night didn't say anything more, turned and left, the dark cloak and the heavy night blended together, like a ghost in front of the ghost gate, terrifying and cautious.

Nine Dust Mountain Zero Sword Sect:

The silver moonlight faintly illuminates the path under the shade of bushes and trees, the autumn wind "rustles" blows down the withered yellow leaves, Yang Huan holds the rest on the bluestone brick paved path and walks slowly, the moonlight pulls the figures of the two people behind him.

"It's autumn. Yang Huan spoke intentionally or unintentionally.

"It's late autumn. Diexi replied intentionally or unintentionally.

"Look at the moon in the sky, it is very cold. ”

"It's not necessarily a good thing to be too cold!"

Yang Huan suddenly stopped, looked at the picturesque woman in front of him with a look of pity, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Diexi also stopped, and sighed lonely, obviously having something on his mind.

"Can you tell me about it?"

"Actually, it's not a matter of mind, it's just that I miss some people who will never come back. Diexi said softly.

Yang Huan also let out a faint sigh of relief, and the past in his heart mixed with overwhelming sadness came to his heart together, Yang Huan walked forward again, while talking: " In fact, you don't have to be too sad, some people appear in our lives, give us so many good memories and past, and abandon us, think about it is inevitable, people have gone through this life, always have to go through so many ups and downs and torment, sometimes, we have to look forward, if we are a memory of the past, wouldn't it be to live up to the current time, I am the same as you, there are so many bitter memories in my heart, but I can only bury them in the bottom of my heart, dare not easily say to others, sadness is like a knife inserted in the heart, forcibly pulled out will only splash their own and others' blood......”

While listening to Yang Huan's words, he nodded with his eyebrows lowered: "For so many years, no one has been able to sit quietly and listen to me talk about some things in my heart, but I didn't expect that under your strong appearance, you are the same as me, hiding so many sad pasts, you don't dare to tell others, you can only hide in your heart silently, alas!"

The two of them talked heart-to-heart as they walked to the place where they were staying.

The moonlight behind the two people gradually became transparent and bright, and occasionally a few small flying insects were lying quietly on the slender blades of grass, "squeaking" and making autumn sounds, the weather was getting cooler and cooler, and the people who called were a little more sad in their hearts.

Pink flowers bloom in a long century

Blood flowed from the pink flowers

Those heavy pasts

Pale against the sky

Those who can't go back to the past

Lonely wandering back and forth in the sea of people

The sky fell and shattered into a fire that filled the blue sky

Crisp turquoise

Ember Spark

All unprovoked love and hate are buried deep in the ashes

Die and die again

Love for a lifetime and love for a lifetime

Hate layer after layer of hate

After all is over

Finally arrived at a spring where no god had come