After a few days, everyone gathered at the entrance, preferring to wait a few more days, in case they missed the opportunity to leave, they might be trapped in the Ruins Realm forever.

They are not black dragons, and they do not have such a long life that takes thousands of years.

Lin Yu and the six of them stood together, away from everyone, they didn't want anyone to stir up trouble. But even so, there are many people who have eyes on them, and they have bad intentions. The vast majority of them are first-class families, as well as the Zhou family and the Hua family, two top families.

Like Lin Yu and them, Zhang Baiyu of the Hanging Mirror Palace is also independent of everyone. The Hanging Mirror Palace was not a force in Jiangnan in the first place, and it was normal for the Jiangnan family to be xenophobic at this time.

What made Lin Yu curious was that there was a young man standing behind Zhang Baiyu and Han Qing, with a blushing face, not tall, and he looked like a child of thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was indeed only thirteen or fourteen years old.

It is estimated that he is a disciple who has just joined the Hanging Mirror Palace after Lin Yu left.

What Lin Yu can know is that this kid is definitely not simple, and to be able to participate in such an action as the realm of returning to the ruins, it seems that Meng Zhihao has high hopes for him.

"Senior Brother Zhang, who is that person?" Yang Hao was brought back to the Hanging Mirror Palace by Meng Zhihao from the bottom of the mountain half a year ago, and within half a year, he stepped into the realm of the Gathering Star Realm from his first practice.

This kind of cultivation speed made Zhang Baiyu and Han Qing both shocked and envious, maybe in another half a year, the position of the chief disciple of the Haoyue Hall of the Hanging Mirror Palace would change hands.

This is Yang Hao's first time going down the mountain, he is from the world, he is not very curious about the mountain, but among the top people in the south of the Yangtze River, the freshness of being able to sit on an equal footing makes Yang Hao excited, and the young man is ambitious. Almost all the disciples in the Hanging Mirror Palace were respectful to him, even though he was the youngest junior disciple in the Hanging Mirror Palace.

Zhang Baiyu looked in the direction Yang Hao was pointing at, and just said lightly.

"Hanging Mirror Outcast."

Hanging Mirror Outcasts? Yang Hao was a little puzzled, he had heard in the Hanging Mirror Palace that there was such a person, who was punished by thunder and was expelled from the Hanging Mirror Palace, and it was said that it was the Lord of the Blazing Sun Palace who fought to save his life at that time.

Whenever there was a dispute between the two halls, after the Blazing Sun Hall was defeated, the disciples of the Blazing Sun Hall would always say that it would be good if Senior Brother Lin was there.

It seemed that the black-clothed young man who was constantly looking at him from a distance was the disciple of the Hanging Mirror Palace who had been expelled.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Hao shouted towards Lin Yu.

Lin Yu was stunned, he didn't expect this kid to be so bold and not timid at all. Lin Yu retracted his gaze, he didn't have to worry about a child. "Senior brother, senior brother, is he so timid?"

Lin Yu smiled awkwardly, and comforted himself in his heart: He is just a child.

……

The entrance to the realm of returning to the ruins gradually opened, and you could vaguely see the snow-capped Eight Faces Mountain outside.

"The realm of returning to the ruins is about to close, if you don't leave a stick of incense, you won't be killed." The majestic voice filled the world, and no one doubted the authenticity of these words, because on the shores of the East China Sea, they knew that there were stele spirits on the boundary monument.

Everyone rushed out, and in a short moment, only Lin Yu and the three of them from the Hanging Mirror Palace were left.

"Let's go, too." Zhang Baiyu said, taking the lead in flying towards the spatial gate of the realm of returning to the ruins. Yang Hao followed, while Han Qing paused, turned to Lin Yu's direction, and said, "Senior Brother Lin, take care!"

Lin Yu smiled, this is Han Qing's temperament, upright and peaceful.

"Take care!" Lin Yu replied.

After seeing everyone leave, Lin Yu said to the five people behind him, "Let's go."

The first person stepped into the Jiangnan realm until Lin Yu and the others came out in the end, but it was only half a pillar of incense. Everyone stayed in the air and took a deep breath, the air in Jiangnan was much better than the dreary environment of the dragon clan.

They looked at the entrance that was about to close, and seemed to have some nostalgia. There are many dragon treasures in the realm of returning to the ruins, and most of them are not dangerous for them to explore. However, the realm of returning to the ruins is about to be closed, and they may not be able to set foot in this place again for the rest of their lives.

Among them, the vast majority of people have many regrets in their hearts. The treasures in the realm of returning to the ruins are not so easy to take, they are the things of the dragon clan.

Returning home empty-handed is the status quo of most people, and not everyone is Lin Yuye's pastoral.

The door of space behind Lin Yu slowly closed, and the Boundary Monument of Guiru suddenly turned into a long rainbow and broke through the sky, disappearing into the sky.

"It's finally out." Someone said that after the cage palace, he found a place to hide until now, and did not explore the treasure, and hid in peace.

Many people are like this person, their cultivation is not high, and they are even far inferior to Zhou Si, and they only think about picking up cheap in the realm of returning to the ruins. Chance, chance, most of the time can rely on these luck.

However, what they didn't expect was that as soon as they entered the realm of returning to the ruins, they would face a desperate situation, a cycle of life and death, and no one would have the courage to explore it again, as long as they didn't move, they must be absolutely safe.

Of course, the rest were Zhou Potian, Hua Yingqiu and others, who escaped from the realm of returning to the ruins one step earlier and continued to explore the treasures of the dragon clan. Each family has its own secret arts, and it is not in vain to be able to get some dragon treasures.

The three members of the Hua family, Hua Zhiqiu, Hua Yingqiu, and Hua Liqiu were all complacent at this time, they did not go with Zhou Potian and others, went to other places, and also got some treasures.

Zhou Potian is still alive, his injuries have healed, after all, he is the future head of the Zhou family, and he must also have some elixir on his body, as long as he swallows his breath immediately, there is always a way.

In the next few days, he and Zhou Shu had been searching for the inheritance peak of this dragon clan, and they had also obtained several secret techniques.

......

At this time, it was already cold winter in Jiangnan, the snow was fluttering, and the mountains on the eight sides had already been covered with snow. The streets and alleys are all white, and occasionally there are three or two pedestrians, who wants to run outside in such a cold weather?

From the moment Lin Yu and the others stepped into the realm of returning to the ruins, the entire Jiangnan City seemed to be much quieter, with the ten days of snow in the capital, the scenery of the courtyard was already full.

In the city south of the Yangtze River, under the Bamian Mountain, with the return of Lin Yu and many of them, the frost and snow became even colder again.

Countless divine thoughts swept over this group of people in the air, and there had been a family sect that had left Jiangnan City before, but as time passed, those people brought more strong people to wait up and down the eight sides.

Lin Yu felt wisps of divine thoughts pass over his body, not probing himself, but looking for their juniors.

"Young Master."

A voice came, Lin Yu was very familiar with this voice, and when he turned his head, it was really Ye Heqi, the housekeeper of the Ye family, standing in the crowd and shouting at them. The Ye family was originally a top family in Jiangnan City, occupying a large area at the foot of Bamian Mountain, and more than a dozen people gathered together, clearly distinguishing from other forces.

"Uncle Kind." Ye Muge shouted in the direction of the Ye family, and then returned to the Ye family's camp.

"How's the harvest?" Another voice came from behind the crowd. The crowd dispersed, and under the spacious umbrella, Old Lady Ye shook the rocking chair, covered with a velvet made of ferrets, sleepy-eyed, and wandering, and the vague voice in his mouth was more like babbling.

Ye Muge didn't expect that Old Lady Ye was also waiting for them in this snowy weather.

"It's fine." Ye Muge said. Yes, Old Lady Ye's voice is much more indifferent than that of the housekeeper Ye Heqi. However, no one is surprised that the grandfather and grandson have always had such an "indifferent" attitude.

Old lady Ye let out an "oh", opened her eyes slightly and closed them again.

It's good to be alive!

Shen Shuyi also returned to the Shen family, and the location of the Shen family was some distance from the Ye family. Given that the Shen and Ye families are both top families in the south of the Yangtze River, it is impossible for the two to blatantly gather together.

Shen Mou watched his granddaughter come back unharmed, and he was very happy in his heart. If you don't receive the harvest, besides, the moment Shen Shuyi stepped into the realm of returning to the ruins, Shen Mou understood that Shen Shuyi was the most important.

"The kid of the Ye family didn't bully you, right?" Shen Mou didn't say anything else, looked at the direction of Shen Shuyi's gaze, and quipped.

Shen Shuyi's face was flushed to the base of her neck, her eyes really couldn't leave Ye Muge for a moment.

"The sword master of the Longquan Sword, can I become the wife of the sword master?" Shen Shuyi's heart was full of this matter.

......

Although Ning Yu didn't get the secret technique of the dragon clan, she was already extremely content with it.

"Breakthrough to the top?" Ning Fengan said with a smile, her daughter's breakthrough was obviously met by chance. However, at this moment, he looked at the black-faced kid behind Ning Yu.

And Ning Yu saw Ning Feng'an's gaze, and walked behind Guo Wenxiu with shame in his heart.

Luo Xiaobei did not go back to the White Horse Academy, but followed Ning Yu to Ning's house.

"Good uncle, good aunt. My name is Luo Xiaobei. ”

Ning Feng'an and Guo Wenxiu naturally knew who this black-faced kid was, and even if he was the first person in the White Horse Academy, even if he was a first-class family, he would have to pay attention to it, and it was not good to say that this person was one of the people who would dominate Jiangnan in the future.

At that time, Ning Yu brought Luo Xiaobei back to the Ning family's camp, and Ning Feng'an was still worried about the Hua family's revenge, but he didn't expect that after passing through the realm of returning to the ruins, this black-faced little guy really followed Ning Yu's tail.

Ning Feng'an was also a powerhouse of the Star Realm, and he could vaguely feel that Luo Xiaobei was no longer at the peak of the previous Star Gathering Realm, and he was stronger than before.

It seems that this kid is helping Xiaoyu. Ning Feng thought with peace of mind. He knew that although Ning Yu's strength was good, in the place where all the talents in the south of the Yangtze River gathered, those young ladies in the first-class family were not stronger than her, so what chance could it be her turn.

Ning Fengan looked at Luo Xiaobei, it was exactly the feeling of the old man looking at his son-in-law, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"Xiaoyu thanks to you for taking care of it."

......

A few families were happy and a few were sad, and in the cage-like palace, dozens of people were buried under the old ghost's blood-controlling methods. For example, even if Zhou Si did not get enough resources in the Zhou family, he could still be the children of many first-class families in Jiangnan after all.

Xiuwei is not as miserable as Zhou Si, and he didn't even have a chance to resist and died directly.

There are also lucky ones, such as Ning Yu. Ning Yu's cultivation was not as good as Zhou Si, but the location was extremely far away, and Luo Xiaobei protected Ning Yu to escape.

In short, this is also a kind of chance, a chance to live.