readx; Washing away the bad luck, Xingmu Nightfall did not rush back to the inn, but walked around Yecheng slowly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yecheng, a small border city, is not big, but it has a population of more than 10,000, but it is the connection between the Fire Soul Village and the Fire Soul Country, so there are a lot of pedestrians coming and going, so although the sparrows are small, they are all complete, and some metropolises should also have them, but the scale is small.

Xingmu walked and stopped at night, seeing the market lively, the cars and horses coming and going endlessly, pedestrians shouting, and the shouting of roadside vendors one after another, passing the buck to each other. Women carry baskets of vegetables and stay at one vegetable and rice restaurant, bargaining without concessions, and children either stop at the candy vendors or linger at the Jianghu opera, their eyes are full of stupidity and laughter. One by one, the boys and girls, dressed in new clothes, high-spirited, swaying their youth while talking and laughing, and the girls who passed by the stars and trees from time to time, flashed in their eyes, hid their faces and smiled, like peach blossoms. Xingmu Nightfall is not averse to this kind of love, because this feeling is real and natural, just like the spring buds slowly blooming, like the summer rain is rapid, and like the autumn leaves are quiet, the same as the winter snow crystal, with the sunset dyed red the only youth.

In the middle of the day, Xingmu Nights also felt a little hungry in their stomachs, and walked towards a family called "One