Chapter 25 (Strange Xuancheng)

Fast! If you have to find a word to describe it, it is fast, so fast that Yun Qian can't see the surroundings clearly.

"Is this the tearing void?" Yun Qian muttered. At this moment, everything in his eyes was blurry, and he could only vaguely feel the layers of waves caused by the three of them tearing the void at high speed.

Yun Qian was puzzled: "Sister! Compared to breaking the Skyclave, it can also tear the void, so why can't you do it like you. ”

"How can a mortal body be compared to a god?" As if feeling a little wrong, Yun Xuan paused, "Of course, I'm not talking about you." ”

Yun Qian has 100,000 grass and mud horses passing by in his heart, and there are no silver taels here, and you can't play like this!

Yun Xuan seemed to feel a little guilty, so she explained in detail: "In fact, the level of the realm is one in the difference in the state of mind, and the other is in the degree of understanding of the realm. ”

Yun Qian interjected: "Isn't it said that the world is full of aura? ”

"That's a fallacy! If others are stupid, are you stupid too? ”

Yun Qian was speechless, always feeling that her sister was pretending to be forced, but there was no evidence.

"Oh! I understand that people in the lower realm can also use the momentum of heaven and earth to achieve four or two thousand catties through their familiarity with the realm. This should be a normal person's leapfrog challenge. Dream said excitedly.

"That's right! Well, that's smart. Yun Xuan touched Mengqing's head, and immediately teased: "You also said that they are normal people, and there is another kind like Yun Qian who specializes in relying on magic weapons and adventures to challenge the next level." ”

The dream didn't hold back, and laughed wildly.

Yun Qian's face suddenly darkened, "I understand, you guys are colluding to get me together." ”

Yun Xuan smiled and ignored it, and waved her hand lightly, as if changing the curtain. In an instant, the void faded, replaced by bustling streets. Hawkers, noisy and noisy. The night market in Genseong is filled with fireworks, the aroma of food, and the joy of crowds.

"Welcome to Xuancheng!" Yun Xuan's smile suddenly became a little weird, "I forgot to tell you, this city can only be entered, not exited, unlessβ€”"

"Unless what?" Yun Qian felt that he had been pitted, how could there be such a sister who pits his younger brother every day!

"Then I don't know, you'll have to see for yourself." Yun Xuan grinned, "That's right! Why didn't Xiaoshu say hello when he saw me, you are so skinny, why don't you say a word now? ”

"I've reformed myself!" The little letter swore an oath, but the psychology greeted Yun Xuan.

"You don't have to play for me here, you should know what it's like, everyone understands it!" Yun Xuan moved her gaze to the listening snow flute again, and then gently pushed in an aura and looked at Yun Qian: "It shouldn't take long for Xiaoxue to recover." ”

Yun Xuan suddenly became serious: "Remember, don't reveal your identity in front of the Wind Pavilion. It's time for me to go, too. Finally, I wish you all a happy trip to Xuancheng! ”

"Sister!" Yun Qian shouted and looked, but unfortunately there was no trace. The hustle and bustle of the streets stirred up Yun Qian's sense of loss, as if he was born like this.

Mengqing noticed Yun Qian's abnormality, and hurriedly changed the topic: "It's not early today, let's find an inn to rest first, and by the way, let's inquire about the situation in Xuancheng." After that, he took Yun Qian's hand and ran towards the bustling streets and alleys.

Along the way: smoky willow trees, painted bridges, curtains to protect from the wind, verdant tents...... Coupled with the high and low pavilions, all of them are embellished against the prosperity of Xuancheng.

Turning around the alley, an inn called "Xuancheng Yaju" attracted the attention of Yun Qian and the others. I saw the bamboo forest in front of the door, the mountains and forests behind the house, and a clear stream just flowed through the inn like a needle. Such a scenery is dotted in the Xuancheng, but it has a unique general flavor.

"Listen to the drums and enjoy the smoke and haze. The picture of the other day will be good, and return to the neighbors to boast. "A scholar in brocade clothes was drinking and writing poems in the crowd of a group of people. A woman with beautiful makeup next to her hurriedly echoed: "With Liu Yonggongzi's literary brilliance, it must be easy to get out of the city." ”

"Out of town?" Yun Qian glanced at Mengqing, "Let's go!" We also went over to join in the fun. ”