The beggar and the personable man went down the hill, and the madman sat in front of the wordless monument with a stiff expression and a silver needle on his chest.

Shocked and missing, the tired shadow stood beside the madman.

"Xiaofeng, I watched you grow up since I was a child, I don't know what you think, this is the fate of the Eight Gates, the more debauched you are, the more you can't get rid of it."

The madman squinted at her, his face full of injustice and grievance.

"We could do without him".

"He is the master of the Young Alliance, the legendary person, only he can lead the Eight Gates to end all this, Huaxia is not as simple as you imagined, not to mention that there is a West and an island, what we have to do is to assist him and treat him to reign over the world."

"The senior brother is many times stronger than him."

Shadow did not deny or admit it.

"You haven't seen him, so how do you know he can't"?

The two stayed in front of the wordless monument all night before descending the mountain.

The next day, the madman returned to his crazy appearance, and he couldn't stop either picking flowers or messing with grass along the way. Tired shadow followed him, his face covered with a veil, his face invisible, and his eyes radiated a warm light.

"Senior sister, you go faster, it's time for lunch, I know that there is a sesame oil chicken at the foot of the mountain that is particularly delicious, I'll take you to try it."

At the foot of the nameless mountain is an ancient town, with small bridges and flowing water, clear water, bluestone trails, like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, the scenery is simple and chic. I don't know when there was a drizzle in the sky, and the gentle rain fell on the green tiles, as if you could smell the fresh smell of the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River. There was a black boat on the river, and the boatman was holding his oars and singing a minor tune to the pedestrians on the shore.

"The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the spring is not as good as a dream... ”。

The madman got an oil-paper umbrella out of nowhere, and ran over with a smile and handed it to the tired shadow, with a flattering expression on his face.

The tired shadow raised the umbrella, the corners of her eyes were slightly curved like a crescent moon, and the breeze blew her hair slightly, as if coming from a painting.

The madman seemed to be very satisfied with this picture, and he ran and jumped up, and muttered to the boatman.

"My sister and I walked in the south of the Yangtze River, not in the middle of spring, I stepped on the stone slab on the road, and my sister came out of the painting."

The scenery is beautiful, but in real summer, such scenery looks very eerie, and the tired shadow looks up at the gray sky, thoughtful.

The two walked through the bluestone alley and came to the main road of the town, where they met a purple-robed woman with the same oil-paper umbrella in her hand, walking slowly. The purple-robed woman swept the two of them, glanced at the nameless mountain in the distance, and continued to walk forward.

The madman clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "She's not human."

Tired Ying walked over and patted the rain sticking to his clothes, and said softly: "What did you say, he is the same age as me, where is he not a human being."

"Just because you're the same age, you're not human." As soon as he finished speaking, the madman seemed to sense something, and said with some urgency: "No wonder, she brought this rain."

Weary Shadow had already discovered the strangeness of the rain, but what could it be. The rain came from the Seven Mountains, enveloping the whole town, and they couldn't hide, could an umbrella cover it?

The two of them continued to walk, passing the stone bridge, and came to the hotel that the madman had said.

It was already noon, and there were a lot of people gathered in the shop, and the proprietress was so busy greeting customers that she didn't notice them at all.

The madman was disappointed and said, "Sister, there are no seats here, do you want to change stores"?

Tired Shadow knew that it was full, but she didn't want to leave, because there was only one person sitting at a table in the corner, and it was the woman she met on the way. She walked over to the woman and asked softly, "Would you mind sharing a table together?"

The purple-robed woman said coldly, "If I don't want to, you can go."

Shadow sat down across from her, and the madman sat down next to Shadow when he saw this.

Tired Shadow said, "You're from the mountains"?

"You don't also come from the mountains."

They all came from the mountains, but this mountain is not the other mountain, and the places are naturally different.

Shadow continued, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going up the mountain".

"Why do you have to go up when you just came down the mountain?"

The woman's voice was still cold.

"Let's see if you guys come down".

"You've seen it".

"There are only 4 people".

Of course, the four people the woman said were the four people who had already gone down the mountain, and there were a few people she hadn't seen, so she still wanted to go up the mountain to have a look.

The madman listened to their conversation from the sidelines, and felt a little annoyed, they weren't monkeys, just let people see them. scolded at the purple-robed woman: "Just now I told my senior sister that you are not a person, and now I think you are still a person, but you are sick, and if you are sick, you have to be cured, and it just so happens that my sister is very good at healing." Also, don't think that you can be on an equal footing with my sister with the same umbrella as my sister, a traitor will always be a traitor, even if you say no, should you call me Uncle Xiao".

Tired Shadow didn't stop the madman from speaking, but quietly watched the purple-robed woman's reaction, hoping to see even a hint of displeasure in her eyes. However, no, the woman's eyes were still as cold as frost, cold and merciless.

"I've seen that guy and I can kill him with just a hand, and someone next to me stopped me, but next time I won't stop easily."

The madman told her about the present, but she was talking about the past, and the two didn't seem to have anything to do with each other, but they weren't. The madman and the weary shadow came down to protect the man, but she was able to kill him easily.

The madman is attacking the heart, and she is also attacking the heart.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and no one spoke again.

At this time, the proprietress came over with two plates of sesame oil chicken and said with a smile: "Let's come for the first time and try the signature dishes in our store."

The proprietress didn't get a response, and she didn't feel embarrassed, so she still talked to herself.

"Sesame oil chicken should be eaten while it is hot, it will not be crispy when it is cold, the weather is cold these days, you don't have to be afraid of fire."

The purple-robed woman looked at the steaming sesame oil chicken, and unconsciously licked her lips with the tip of her tongue. I picked up the chopsticks and put a piece in my mouth, I don't know if it was because the sesame oil chicken was really delicious or hungry, my eyes suddenly lit up.

Tired Shadow looked at her, thinking that she was a girl about the same age as herself after all, and her eyes lit up.

The madman didn't care so much, put a chicken leg in his jacket and put it in the tired shadow bowl, and grabbed a few pieces with his hands and gnawed them.

The purple-robed woman ate very quickly, and it didn't take long for the plate to be empty, but she didn't seem to have eaten yet, her eyes were staring at the other plate, and the meaning was obvious.

Where is the madman willing to give him his own, he directly dragged the plate in front of him, protected it with both hands, and said: "You still want to eat what is in this bowl and look at what is in the pot, and you want to eat it and buy it yourself."

The purple-robed woman's voice had a hint of warmth.

"I only have enough money to buy one".

"If you don't have money, you don't want to eat me, my sister hasn't eaten yet."

After speaking, the madman felt that he had lowered his rank by talking to her, and said with a smile: "If you call me Uncle Junior, I will give it to you." His tone was extremely obscene, like a hooligan who said when he was molesting a girl: "If you call me brother, I will give it to you."

The purple-robed woman didn't hear the frivolity in his words, and still stared at the sesame oil chicken on the plate. Tired Shadow glared at the madman and said, "Buy another one, you don't know about it, girl."

The madman reluctantly pushed the plate in front of the purple-robed woman, and called the proprietress to ask for a sesame oil chicken.

The purple-robed woman was not polite at all and continued to eat.