They were also busy settling their horses and shaking water to light fires. With such a big wind and rain, even if you wear a coat or oil coat, you will inevitably get wet, and finally you will have to dry it by the fire to keep warm.

Seeing that they did not move, the Shimen caravan put down its weapons and sat back.

He Lingchuan looked at the people and horses and campfires on the other side, and asked Fu Shanyue sideways, "Is this chasing you to the wilderness?"

He actually saw a familiar face, but the other party didn't seem to recognize him.

Yes, the guy who violently searched the private room of the Gimcheon Yayu last night was just across the street. However, He Lingchuan remembered that there were two people and one monster at the time, but now there is only one person and one monster, and there is one person who doesn't know where to go.

Thinking that they actually fought with the head snake last night, it doesn't seem strange to lose one person. It may not be dead, but it can be taken into custody and detained.

"Probably not." Fu Shanyue wrapped himself tightly, only revealing a pair of eyes, and he was still in the shadows behind He Lingchuan, so that the other party would find out, "If you go north to the Chiyan Kingdom, you will definitely pass through this mountain. They were probably driven in by the storm, hehe, it's not like they don't get together."

It's normal for travelers to dress like him, and the Chi man on the other side is also very relaxed, as if he really didn't notice him.

"What are you going to do?"

Fu Shanyue leaned forward and whispered in He Lingchuan's ear, "That tiger is Uncle Da."

There are only two monsters on the opposite side, except for the owl who fought with He Lingchuan last night, which is a fierce tiger. He Lingchuan didn't expect that Fu Shanyue would call a tiger "uncle".

The tiger was a little smaller than its usual counterpart, but it looked more even, its fur was a little darker, and it had a large white forehead and swollen cheeks. Just now, it walked out of the darkness step by step, and the momentum of the big guy patrolling the streets was directly full, causing the cattle and horses of the Shimen caravan to be restless, and several crossbow horses were so startled that people stood up and were about to flee into the mountains.

The groom tried desperately to appease him, and the tiger squatted motionless by the fire, and there was no other movement, so that the horses could barely stand, but they often ploughed the ground and snorted, and their emotions were still agitated.

He Lingchuan noticed that when the tiger squatted, even the flames were suffocated.

He remembered the pair of tigers who ambushed him by the Three Heart Lake, although they were bigger than Uncle Da, they gave people a sense of oppression that was far less strong than Uncle Da.

The guards who have been by the side of the king of Chi for more than a hundred years are not a good master. When He Lingchuan helped Fu Shanyue treat his wounds last night, he saw a cone-shaped blood hole in his arm, which ran through front and back. Now compared to the long fangs that the tiger showed when he yawned, He Lingchuan felt that he had found the murder weapon.

Uncle Da's tiger teeth seem to be a little longer than ordinary tigers.

Fu Shanyue used a talisman to cover up his smell, and now it was pouring rain, otherwise the smell of blood on his body would not have been able to hide the tiger's sense of smell.

The two of them spoke very quietly, and it was covered by the pouring rain, and although the tiger did not look at it, his ears turned to this place, and his tail moved.

Fuyama immediately stopped.

He Lingchuan looked at the carriage opposite, intentionally or unintentionally. A thin man jumped out of the car, holding a golden basin in his hand, and was about to go to the campfire to fetch hot water, but he had just stretched out his hand, and the guard on the side was angry and kicked him: "Cheap slave, don't you know how to wash the basin first?"

"Oh, yes." The man was not annoyed, got up and laughed with him, and ran to the stream not far away with the basin, ignoring the pouring rain outside.

The guard at the campfire looked at his back and spat on the ground: "Pigro!"

The sound of the basin falling to the ground was also heard by the members of the Shimen caravan, and everyone just glanced there.

This man was undoubtedly the lowly slave of the Twilight Plains, and he carefully washed the golden pot three times before bringing it back to hold hot water. The other guards were all sitting with a big grin, only he was huddled in a ball, and his movements were careful. This time he learned to be obedient, and before climbing into the carriage, he first removed all the mud and grass stalks from his clothes, so as not to stain the carriage.

Therefore, the passengers in the car are quite noble.

Just look at the guards, including Uncle Da, the stars hold the moon and generally guard it in the middle, who else does it need to say?

He Lingchuan asked Fushan Yue with a smile, "The difference in treatment between the two of you

How can it be so big? 「

Seeing people hugging in front of and back, there are groups of guards; Look at Fu Shanyue injured and depressed, huddled incognito in a small country caravan.

There is a daddy pain and no daddy pain, and the difference is one day and one place.

Fu Shanyue rolled his eyes, he had nothing to say, but he was secretly frightened:

Dead people don't need hot water, so why is Fushan Ji still alive?

Obviously stabbed by the poison of wood...... Fushiyama was confident in his own methods, and also experimented with this poison. The poison of the Son of God is almost incurable, and with the cultivation of Fushan Ji, he should not live for ten hours.

It just so happened that Momoko also brought him a cup of hot water, but Fushiyama refused. He Lingchuan observed the little girl, and the lines on her lips had healed.

Judging by her appearance alone, no one would associate her with the witch boy.

He Lingchuan suddenly said, "Is Peach sick?"

The little girl's lips were white, her cheeks flushed, her forehead was dripping with fine sweat, and her face was full of pain.

He Lingchuan pressed her forehead: "I have a fever."

I don't know when she contracted the wind cold, but she was used to the pain, so she didn't say a word, gritted her teeth and endured it.

Fu Shan looked at her twice, and suddenly approached her and sniffed twice.

The movement was like that of a dog, and Momoko twisted uncomfortably.

"Untouchables don't get sick that easily." Fu Shanyue said lightly, "She has inhaled too much evil qi."

Poor people are hard. In fact, his words should be reversed, the untouchables who are prone to illness have long since become white bones, and those who can stay are solid.

"Evil?" He Lingchuan was slightly surprised, and then suddenly he was surprised. Lingxu City has found people to come here to relieve the evil at least a dozen times, but judging from the current situation of the entire Twilight Plains, the effect is not good.

After all, the massacre that shocked the world back then took place in every corner of the Twilight Plains. It is like a weed, which is plucked out and grows again.

Fushan has the instinct to absorb and gather evil energy, and when he comes to the Twilight Plains, he feels like a fish in water. But when he came to the ruins of Dry Star City, which has the highest concentration and can be called one of the birthplaces of evil qi, the evil qi does not run towards him, as if the little girl on the side is more attractive.

"It turns out that Momoko is really a witch boy."

"Well, it's time for her to learn how to control her evil spirits." Fushan was thoughtful, "Otherwise, she would probably be killed by the Earth Demon here. Even if she doesn't die, absorbing too much evil energy will make her truly ominous."

Momoko timidly asked, "Am I going to kill someone else?"

"That's someone else deserves to die, what does it have to do with you?" Fu Shanyue patted her on the head, "You will become a boy at most, and if you stay in one place for a long time, the people around you will easily get sick, and the crops growing in the field will wilt - just like this twilight plain."

Momoko's logic is clear: "People who are sick tend to die. Didn't I do it to me when they died? 「

"I told you, that's what they deserve to die." Fuyama Yue Le and Harmony, "Who made them so weak?"

As soon as he looked up, he saw He Lingchuan's looking gaze: "What?"

"You're kind of alike." He Lingchuan stroked his chin and said, "You can absorb evil qi."

Speaking of which, wasn't the original charm the original one that grew up when the resentful corpse encountered the earth's evil?

Fushan Yue "cut" and said, "Then you and I both eat rice, why don't you see that you are quite similar to me?"

It seems that God pressed a button, and the wanton wind and rain suddenly became smaller; After a little more tea, the haze was gone, and the night sky was still very bright, and the moon was as bright as mercury, and even cast a hazy halo on the surface, so that travelers could see clearly without a bonfire.

Only the smell of mud and grass remains, suggesting that there was a storm here.

The weather in the mountains is really unreasonable.

The little witch boy Peach suddenly pointed forward, "It's changed!"

The water vapor on the ground mixed with the moonlight, and suddenly it looked up from the ground and began to change shape.

Not just where she was pointing, but the ruins where everyone was.

For the first time, the people who came here drew their weapons with a loud bang, as if they were facing a great enemy. Shi Er waved his hand: "Calm, this is just occasional

The illusions that appear are completely harmless!

Water vapor began to grow on the base of the ruins of Dry Star City, and soon turned into the appearance of city walls, high platforms, and buildings.

A huge building also "grew" on the stone house where everyone was located, as if it were a palace. He Lingchuan raised his hand and pushed it towards the wall of the hall, and as expected, he passed through, without any touch, only a little cool.

Under the moonlight, everything is rapidly recovering.

That is, in two quarters of an hour, the phantom of a complete ancient city rises from the ground, not only majestic and complete, but everyone running in the city is also imaginary, but the facial contours are exceptionally clear.

Restore at equal scale.

In this way, the former Dry Star City crossed time and space and appeared in front of the world again.

He Lingchuan saw clearly that in fact, the location of the Shimen caravan was an armory, just behind the city gate.

The shouts of killing inside and outside the city shook the sky, and the giant elephant in armor carried the wood and slammed the city gate, again and again.

These giant elephants are more than two feet tall (more than six meters), with pointed and curved tusks of more than a zhang, and their mountain-like size is equipped with formidable armor, and the arrows that fall from above the city are useless.

Hitting the wood is the dragon's head fire, and every time it hits, it shatters a layer of red light on the surface of the city gate.

It was an enchantment made of Yuan Li, and it was about to be shattered.

In front of the city gate, the enemy tide is surging, densely packed with all kinds of monsters, all kinds of strange shapes, roaring and shaking the sky.

Even though he knew that it was an imaginary image, the living person standing here still had a numb scalp at the sight.

The position of the Chijun people on the opposite side happened to be in the demon army, and Uncle Da was lying down in the illusion of the demons, and he did not violate the harmony at all.

The stairs climbed the city wall one after another, and the defenders at the head of the wall suffered heavy casualties, and the defense became weaker and weaker.

Since this is all an illusion and there is no danger, the living people of the caravan simply form groups in groups and threes to explore this ancient city that has disappeared from history.

Fu Shanyue pointed to Shi Er's house and motioned to the witch boy: "Follow him." Then he said to He Lingchuan, "Shall we go for a walk?"