Changtian fell asleep in a woody hotel. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He shouldn't have allowed the fire to agree to the Silver King's request to stay for a few days. When he walked into this city with a long history and the origin of civilization, he felt a sense of restlessness, and walked aimlessly on his own.

The dark gray sky gradually became stained with impure colors, spreading a huge void, and large dark clouds quickly fled from the sky over the city. The mood of the city is undoubtedly written in the rapidly changing weather, which is too complicated to follow the slightest pattern.

The familiar path appeared in front of him, but he was not happy.

With each step, the thick dust stirred up a layer of loss, and slammed into his heart. Pushing open the rattling wooden door of the wooden house, the smell of rot came to my nose. The woke air blurred his wet eyes, and he gently applied earthy foundation to his haggard face.

"I'm back......"

There was no movement in the empty room except for a cacophony of echoes.

Only a moth-eaten piece of paper lay lonely on the table, unable to see what was written on it.

Outside the house, a floating figure in the forest had been following him for a long time.

......

The proverbial fire, who had been busy for most of the night, finally waited for Changtian to come back from leaving without permission, and complained about him sloppily, so that he could spit out a word, okay. So they stayed in Zilvaza for a while.

In fact, the proverb has several pains: first, to help the patriarch investigate why the lich group sacrifices to Wally, the god of nature, and the same event has occurred many times in other places in the past few years, second, it is said that the city of Zilvaza is one of the few ancient capitals that should have dragon footprints, and finally, it is to help someone who is stupid to return to the place where they should return.

The dawn of dawn comes late, the breeze is getting cooler, and autumn is refreshing.

The sun rises from the hard-working people, and then the streets that have been deserted all night begin to liven up.

Accustomed to waking up early, the two of them first ate a bite to eat and went to the site of last night's incident, the Platinum Ruins, to find some clues from that place, so that they could determine how to investigate the cause of the lich sacrifice next.

In the cool shade of the trees, the wreckage of dilapidated buildings was messy, some were held obliquely by the dense ash trees, some were lonely and mossy and independent of the wind, and some were buried deep under the roots, I don't know how many years they had been asleep.

"What is there to investigate in this place? I don't go to eat delicious food early in the morning, and come to such a poor and remote place to suffer!"

Yan Huo was very annoyed, and before he could eat his stomach, he was pulled here by this strange boy, he really didn't want to complain about this person's strange and withdrawn temperament, so he found a shady place to sit down, sighing.

Changtian stood on the edge of the ancient altar, ignoring the fact that his robe swaying in the wind was hooked on the branches, and his eyes were so deep that he could not see the bottom. Someone sitting behind him was chattering, which annoyed him: "If you shout again, I'll give you a punch!"

“......”

If you threaten me again, then don't blame me. Thinking so, Yan Huo took out a common communication card from his pocket and sent the message to someone.

In less than half a moment, two figures flew in the distance, landing steadily on the pedestal of the platinum ruins.

It was none other than the Silver King and a gray-robed prince.

The white gold ruins under the cover of the jungle suddenly rose to the wind. The yellow-spotted ash leaves rustle in the wind, and the rhythmic branches play a cheerful song. The birds of the forest were frightened by this music and flew high one after another.

Changtian, who was originally irritable, was even more unhappy when he saw the Silver King coming, and he couldn't figure out how his whereabouts were revealed.

The man behind the Silver King, who looked brightly dressed but had a child-like expression, stopped at first glance on Changtian, who was full of silver hair as clean as snow and dressed in a tunic robe made of dark blue soft armor, and ran over with a big grin and put his arms in his arms, his eyes flashed with a starry and spotless light, and he kept turning back and asking, "Father, is this for my brother?"

The word "brother!" is like a jack, which touches Changtian's long-standing nerves. He conditionally pushed away the childish gray-robed prince.

Poof, the prince, who was happy a second ago, looked at his father very aggrievedly at this time.

"Zong'er, are you okay?"

"Didn't you say this was for my brother......? What a fierce ......."

"Didn't my father teach you, don't go up and hug people without saying a word. You scared the hell out of him. ”

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. ”

The helpless Silver King could only coax the child to gently take Prince Yunzong into his arms and comfort him softly. He looked at Changtian, who refused to accept him, with a look of please, and explained: "I'm sorry to frighten you, I guess you are the first time to see your eldest brother! He is not mentally normal, and his intelligence is only at the level of a ten-year-old child, and I hope you will be more tolerant." ”

"I have no brothers!, honorable Silver King, make no mistake. Changtian didn't give face at all, and his tone was blunt.

Yan Huo walked over and stabbed Changtian with his elbow, signaling that he didn't have to be so harsh.

The sky gradually darkened, and a faint layer of fog rose.

As he was speaking, Yun Zong lowered his head and fiddled with his fingers, stood up tremblingly, and bowed: "Brother, don't be angry, can I play with you...... I've got a lot of delicious candy, I can give it all to you!"

Changtian shook his hand with a wry smile, and responded in a panic: "I'm not angry with you, and I don't like to eat candy either." ”

"Then I'll find you something else good to play with me......"

I don't know if he hasn't shown his feelings for many years, or if he has no nostalgia for the world for a long time, the panicked man in front of him stuttered and couldn't express himself when facing the so-called strange mentally retarded brother, so he could only stand there in a daze and let him hold his arms tightly, and it was not easy to resist.

"Hey, brother, let's go play!" said the proverb on the side.

"Go cool!" Changtian scoffed.

The Silver King then added: "When he saw that I was going out of the city, he had to follow me no matter what he said, so I took him out......"

At this moment, an unknown figure scurried in the surrounding woods, causing the leaves to brush. Strangely, there were no running footsteps, and no muffled gasps, indicating that this was not a beast.

Yan Huo glanced at Changtian, and a weird smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "God, you say, if this is a lich, what are you going to do?"

Changtian frowned slightly, but did not respond to him, and his attention was attracted by the Yun Zong beside him.

Because the surface of the cloud vertical body holding his arm overflowed with some kind of familiar change, as if some innate power in the blood was awakening, different from the beast's animal nature, this change was more like an insect breaking out of its cocoon, trying to break free from the invisible shackles on its body.

"Are you alright?"

"Brother, shall we go catch the cat?"

"Huh?" Changtian was grasped by Yun Zong's strong and powerful hands, and he was stunned the moment his eyes met him, and his heart moved slightly, "Your eyes ......"

Yan Huo leaned over curiously and exclaimed, "Isn't this the unique bloodline inheritance of the Pascal royal family...... Shura Eye?"

Yes, although Yunzong's intelligence is not as good as that of a normal child, his innate ability is not crippled. I saw that he slightly mobilized the little magic power in his body, condensed in the middle of the pitch-black pupils, and gradually showed an inner loop, and the rich orange light slowly turned out of the trajectory of the windmill, releasing an aura that impacted in all directions.

Before Changtian could react, Yun Zong, who was emotionally unstable and had no ability to think, pulled him up roughly, and stepped into the ash forest like a wind on the soles of his feet.

"Zong'er!"

"Oh my God!!!Could it be that they went to catch the shadows scurrying in the woods?"

After saying that, the fog was accompanied by a strange vortex of air, and the concentration reached a full value in a straight upward trend.

The mist fills the line of sight, and it always makes people have the illusion of surprise, as if this is a living smoke monster, swallowing clouds and exhaling from time to time, and the cold air is overwhelming.

The Silver King was not so worried, because he believed that a person who had opened Shura's eyes could sense the danger coming better than ordinary people. The proverb shouted so hard that his throat hurt, but the man with an old face next to him was as silent as a terrible bronze statue.

He couldn't suppress the faint pain in his chest, and he itched so hard that he couldn't scratch himself. The dampness on his face made him instantly associate with the legend: the ash forest actually fogged?

The air rose to the extreme, and even a few mist beads appeared.

The shadows in the fog were intermittent, not just one shadow, but many erratic shadows.

The white holy stone on the Silver King's chest shimmered with a faint light, signaling that something was coming. He stretched out his right hand in disbelief: "This is! the shadow of a dead man from the realm of death? Could it be that the tall and vague shadow that reaches deep into the clouds is ......"

"World Tree?" the equally stunned Yan Huo jerked back, and the huge shadow stretched to the unseen end of the vision behind him.