What is the situation? Yan Fei subconsciously approached the strange man, compared to this cold swordsman, he was still safer. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who are you?" asked Shizo Seal.

"We're steamed buns!" After the strange man replied with an inexplicable sentence, he grabbed Yan Fei's shoulder and slipped away at the speed of light.

Seeing this, Shizo Feng wanted to chase after him, but saw that the man who had been following him was taking the opportunity to cross into the enchantment. Xizang Feng couldn't stop it, and shouted coldly: "There are still unstable factors inside, you have no physical protection, don't go in!"

"My Yun'er is still inside, I, I can't leave him behind, even if he dies, we have to be together. The man didn't know the danger of the situation inside, and his only thought at the moment was to meet his child, and when he thought that the well-behaved child might now become a pile of white bones, the man's emotions immediately became excited, ignoring the advice of the swordsman, and turned around and ran.

Xizang Feng took care of one thing and the other, and only had time to put a simple protection decision on the man, and in the blink of an eye, the strange man and the man disappeared.

The strange man's light skills are not weak, and Shizo Seal has missed the best time to pursue him, so he doesn't plan to chase it anymore, and the situation within the barrier is the focus of his attention. Just as he was about to enter the barrier, he suddenly found that the gap was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and this barrier actually had the function of stitching! Not only that, but he also found that an unknown strange gas seeped out through the gap.

In another alley in the West District, the strange man finally stopped, and inexplicably experienced a rapid ride in the air, Yan Fei leaned against the corner of the wall in horror and gasped. This weirdo is really unexpected, it seems that this person is a real person who doesn't show his face, at this speed, he is definitely a hidden martial arts master.

Panting kung fu, Yan Fei has already thought of several versions of the story, such as practicing until there is a problem with the meridians, the head of a certain family was poisoned and forced to kill and fell here, or what pills he took to go insane, etc.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice that the strange man had gone farther and farther.

There are many people in the West District, after the West Street was burned, most of the people were active in the East Street, and there was a cripple with inflexible legs and feet on the East Street who ran a breakfast shop, and the old and the young, the old one was sick in bed, and the little one was learning to speak, all counting on him alone.

Originally, although this life was not very easy, but a small business could barely make ends meet, but since a few months ago, after a strange person came, his small shop has suffered all kinds of sudden attacks, often one does not pay attention, there are a few drawers of steamed buns, steamed buns are missing, and the utensils containing steamed buns are lost, but the loss is great. This strange man was silent, running away with a big bun, and he couldn't catch it at all.

When Uncle Cripple first saw the strange man wandering in front of his shop, he kindly gave him two steamed buns, at first the strange man was careful to watch out for him, his sharp eyes were full of fear and uneasiness in the outside world, and he estimated that Uncle Cripple had a good face, and the strange man finally took the steamed buns and slipped away.

But the next day, things developed beyond his expectations, and the strange man ran away with a large pot of steamed buns when he entered the door. Uncle Cripple is very popular, and when he saw someone snatching something, the neighbors swarmed around him and beat the strange man, and the strange man did not resist when he protected the steamed buns.

At this time, a young girl came with a five or six-year-old baby, and the baby paid him the money for the steamed buns, so that those people should not fight the strangers. That little baby is called the night god, and he is a "celebrity" in Woyun City, and everyone deliberately distanced themselves from him, and soon dispersed, except for the strange man who gnawed on the steamed buns with relish. Unexpectedly, on the third day, the strange man came again, different from before, this strange man was extremely fast, holding the basin "Xiu" is gone, and Uncle Cripple can only see an afterimage.

It's been three days since West Street was burned, and the weirdo hasn't been haunted for three days, so I guess he and the unlucky people on West Street were buried in the fire, Uncle Cripple sighed while cleaning up the shop, and outside the door, the weirdo appeared.

Uncle Cripple felt a familiar wind blowing, and in the blink of an eye, he found that the top two drawers of steamed buns had evaporated.

"Don't run, stop for Lao Tzu!" Uncle Cripple felt that he was completely thinking too much, since ancient times, disasters have been left for thousands of years, and if a strange person can die casually, there will be a ghost. He had bad legs and feet, and he limped after him, and when he heard someone shouting to catch the thief, many people on the street joined the pursuit team.

In the alley, Yan Fei didn't know when the strange man left, and he couldn't wait for anyone left and right, so Yan Fei walked forward along the alley and walked into East Street, where people came and went, and it was very lively.

"Stop him!" there were exclamations in the distance, and Yan Fei had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, around the corner, the strange man rushed in his direction with two cages in his arms, and when the strange man passed by Yan Fei's side, he freed up a hand, grabbed his arm, and slipped away with him.

Yan Fei was caught off guard again and enjoyed the treatment of pouring a cool breeze on his stomach, his way of crossing has never been right!

In the Gengyou Building, the withered moon sat next to Mr. Woyun, listening to the story while sipping tea.

At first, Mr. Woyun wanted to follow Xizang Fengyi to go over, he couldn't wait to know the specific situation of West Street, but Withering Lanyue stretched out his hand to stop it, Mr. Woyun didn't know why, only to see Withering Lanyue take out a letter from his arms and said: "Mr. Woyun, we have learned about the fire from the letter. If this matter is so simple that we can deal with it, then Senior Brother can solve it alone, if it is not that simple, even if we go, it will not help. And with all due respect, this letter was deliberately delayed for two or three days before it was delivered to us, and the people inside were afraid of ......"

"What!" Mr. Woyun was shocked and angry.

Decades ago, an unknown small sect was wiped out, this kind of thing is very common in the rivers and lakes, if the small sect has no backer, no one will help it find the murderer. Mr. Woyun was originally an ordinary disciple of this small sect, and he escaped with the help of nobles, although since then, his meridians have been abolished, and there is no possibility of improving his internal strength, but compared to his fellow disciples who don't know who killed him until he died, he is much luckier.

There was another disciple who also escaped the catastrophe with him, and this disciple later entered the Xuanhua Sword Sect by chance, and now he is a deacon. A few years ago, the two were in touch. Without the support of profound skills, Mr. Woyun is getting old, and the other party still maintains a middle-aged appearance.

After being rejected by the Yuwen family, Mr. Woyun immediately used his life's skills to write a distress letter containing the power of the source, and personally handed it to the people of the 'Wind Resistant', their messenger was a flying feather spirit beast, which was extremely fast. Mr. Woyun hopes to be handed over to his old friend in the shortest possible time, he is a member of the Xuanhua Sword Sect, and there must be a way to save West Street.

Given the distance between the two places, they should have received the letter in the evening of the same day.

"I don't know the specific situation, maybe someone wants to hide the secret hidden inside, you old man first think carefully about whether you found anything special before the fire, or what special person came?"

The predecessor of Woyun City has been annihilated in the torrent of history, and no one knows it. Today's Woyun City is unknown in the entire Eastern Fantasy Continent, since Mr. Woyun has settled here for fifty years, if there is any special person, Mr. Woyun is the first to think of the Night God.

"That person ......" Mr. Woyun told a story that caused the Yuwen family in Tianyuan District of Woyun City to be entangled with grievances in the West District.

Twenty years ago, Yuwen Yu, the eldest son of the Yuwen family, caused a sensation in the entire Eastern Fantasy Continent with his talent in the sword world, and it was because of this that the Yuwen family became famous in Woyun City.

"He is a bright star in the sword world, but unfortunately he fell extremely quickly. Withering Lanyue sighed, this person has left a lot of legends in the sword world.

"About ten years ago, there was a wandering red-haired young boy in Woyun City, he looked like he was six or seven years old, maybe less than six years old, skinny, and a little stupid, but he was born very good-looking, I don't know which family abandoned it. Later, everyone found out that he was not only a little stupid, but also a little problematic with him. Mr. Woyun pointed to his head, "The young boy can only speak two words, towards his sister and the night god. ”

"This toddler is the god of the night!" sighed Mr. Woyun, who seemed to be extremely taboo about the word 'god of the night'.

"Night God?" What kind of child would be called a god?

"Is it hard to believe? Heh......" Mr. Woyun smiled bitterly and sighed, "This word represents nothing more than a disaster in Woyun City. ”

An old beggar on West Street adopted him, and according to legend, the old beggar was originally born blind, but on the day he took in the young child, his eyes suddenly healed.

"It's a myth, isn't it?"

But five years later, the young child's appearance has not changed at all, the old beggar does not eat much, after raising a little baby, he found that the little baby does not grow, thinking that the nutrition can not keep up, so he went to make money, and somehow provoked the eldest son of the Yuwen family, Yuwen Yu, and was finally beaten to death. ”

"As far as I know, Yuwen Yu is not a person who will do anything to the elderly. The withered moon said firmly.

Mr. Woyun shook his head and sighed: "The old man saw with his own eyes that it was Yu Wenyu who personally instructed his subordinates, but unfortunately when the old man arrived, the old beggar was already out of breath. ”

That day, it rained heavily, and the stupid man didn't know why the old beggar was beaten, so he stood there and watched, and when he watched, tears welled up in his eyes, and no one dared to meddle in this matter. A few days later, everyone found a burnt corpse on West Street, and the eldest son of the Yuwen family happened to be missing at that time, and a husband saw that night, a red-haired child moved the body to the street. Later, Yu Wenyu's best friend Zhu Qianhan used some means to find out that the body was Yu Wenyu.

A rookie in the sword world died of a demented six-year-old child?

Since then, everyone has noticed that this child has changed, his mind is still not bright, but his eyes are very indifferent. Whether it's true or not, everyone's eyes have changed when they see the night god, and they gradually distance themselves from him.

Later, the people of the Yuwen family took the child away. When Mr. Woyun said this, he was interrupted by Xizang Feng, who had just returned from West Street.

"Does a foolish man always blame his sin on a weak anomaly, and the anomaly is his original sin?"

"Does Mr. Xi also think that he is a weakling?" Mr. Woyun didn't understand why Xi Zangfeng's tone was not good as soon as he entered the door, and explained, "At the beginning, the old man thought that even if the night god hated the Yuwen family, he couldn't kill an adult, so he wanted to save that child. Taichu Dingwu', there are people in their Yuwen family who have been determined by the Xuanhua Sword Sect, the old man gambled that they had lost a master, and he didn't want to ruin the future of the family, so he threatened them to let the night god go, they didn't know if the old man really had a way to expose them, so he didn't want to make things bigger, so he planned to make the night god suffer, so he let him go. ”

"The next day, the night god appeared intact on the West Street, and the Yuwen family came with a surprising news, in the dungeon where the night god was kept, everyone died, and since then the Yuwen family has kept silent about the night god, and has made enemies with the West District, Tianyuan District has never helped the West District again, and everyone's life is even more difficult. This fire, they also refused to help, hey. ”

"Where is the night god now?"

"The night god often haunts West Street, I'm afraid it ......"