The black temple disappeared as the four of them distorted the space, returning to an ink-like silence.

Only that purple crystal floated peacefully in the center of the hall.

……………………

Yingtianfu, on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

Since the full opening of the night market, the prosperity of the sixteenth floor has not been weakened at all, but even more than before, how many dignitaries and nobles in the inner city visited the sixteenth floor of Qinhuai late at night, and they were free to sway the silver two at hand.

The increase in consumption has directly promoted a huge increase in tax revenue, and Xia Yuanji, who is known as the iron rooster, is happy to sleep these days.

Sure enough, 'color' is the number one driver of consumption, especially when it is still legal.

Zhu Xiongying dressed in white clothes and walked slowly by the river, followed by Arya.

Previously, when she saw Arya alone on the star-picking platform looking at the night view of Yingtian's prosperous world, Zhu Xiongying simply took her out for a walk, so that he could have a good experience of what it means to be prosperous.

The riverside streets, even though it is night at the time, are still brightly lit, full of flowers, people come and go, and bustling.

"How do you feel?"

Zhu Xiongying had heard Han Buli talk about the current situation in the Western world before, starvation was everywhere, full of devastation, ordinary civilians couldn't even afford a full meal, and they couldn't even get together a full coat to protect themselves from the cold, it was simply a proper dark Middle Ages.

Arya was silent.

She just looked at the prosperity of the sixteenth floor and the hustle and bustle of the property market on the street, and her blue eyes were full of emotion that she couldn't hide.

Because of her unusual appearance and blonde hair, she attracted the attention of the people around her.

After all, in this era, foreigners were still extremely rare in the Ming Dynasty.

"It's shocking."

Arya took a deep breath.

This sentence comes from the heart.

She grew up in the Western world since she was a child, and from childhood to adulthood, all she saw was the exploitation of the aristocracy, the crying of the commoners, the plague everywhere, and the upper echelons of power did not take the lives of the commoners seriously, and slaughtered indiscriminately.

If it weren't for her teacher's adoption, Arya now wouldn't dare to imagine what kind of ending she would have ended up with when she lost her parents, maybe starving to death on the streets, or becoming a slave of a nobleman, and not being able to die.

It was completely different from the prosperous world and the well-being of the people she saw in front of her at this time, like the difference between heaven and hell.

"Childe!"

Chang Tianci ran over quickly.

As His Majesty the Emperor's imperial wingman, Chang Tianci has long mastered how to address Zhu Xiongying outside.

"It's ready."

Chang Tianci smiled.

"Well, it's good, you're not too young, I'll find you a daughter-in-law in a few days."

Zhu Xiongying patted Chang Tianci's shoulder.

As soon as he heard that His Majesty the Emperor was going to give him a marriage and choose a daughter-in-law, Chang Tianci's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought that he could finally free his hands!

Arya, who was on the side, looked puzzled, not knowing what Zhu Xiongying was going to do.

But in the next moment, her vision changed, and she had already appeared in a high-rise elegant room, near the river.

"Sit down."

Zhu Xiongying sat opposite her, the river breeze blowing with water vapor, extremely comfortable.

"What is this?"

Arya subconsciously looked at the small table between the two, on which were sixteen dishes, all steaming.

"Qin Huai's Eight Uniques, taste it."

Zhu Xiongying picked up the fast child and ate it first.

Although this thing is famous, he has never actually eaten it.

The so-called 'Qinhuai Eight Uniques' are all snacks, which have been handed down since the Six Dynasties.

Kuiguang Pavilion's five-spice eggs and five-spice beans; Yongheyuan's crab shell yellow baked cakes, open foreign dried silk; Qifangge's duck fat shortbread and dried sesame oil shreds; Liufengju's scallion pancakes and tofu waterlogging; Qifang Pavilion's assorted vegetable buns and shredded chicken noodles; Jiang Youji's beef potstickers and beef soup; Zhanyuan Noodle Restaurant's thin-skin dumplings and fried fish noodles in red soup; The five-color cake and osmanthus sandwich small lantern festival of the Lianhu cake shop.

Each one is a classic.

Arya looked at the snacks and hesitated.

These foods are completely different from the white bread, cheese and dried fruits she usually eats, and they completely subvert her perception of eating.

"How do you use this?"

Arya sat down opposite Zhu Xiongying, looked at the white jade fastied child who was on hold, picked it up and shook it, not knowing what to do.

"I'm here to teach you."

Zhu Xiongying got up and grabbed Arya's slender hand.

In an instant, Arya's cheeks flushed.

But she didn't struggle to shake it off.

Instead, let Zhu Xiongying fiddle with it.

After all, the two of them have already communicated twice, and it seems too contrived to see too much.

After tea time.

After Zhu Xiongying's hands-on teaching, Arya finally learned how to use the fast son, and after tasting a few bites of the snacks on the table, the big blue eyes of Carslan flashed with surprise.

She had never experienced such an experience on her taste buds in her life.

Instantly, I felt that the past years had been in vain.

Arya, who has been educated by Western aristocrats since she was a child, is completely free of herself at this moment, feasting on the sixteen snacks on the table.

Zhu Xiongying looked at Arya with a calm smile on her face, and ate one bite at a time unhurriedly.

Wait until a stick of incense is over.

Arya, who felt full, gently wiped the oil from the corners of her mouth and returned to her queenly posture.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do."

Arya looked up at Zhu Xiongying.

Those beautiful blue eyes stared at Zhu Xiongying.

There is no such thing as a free meal in the world, Arya has understood this truth since she was a child, not to mention that she is still protected by the other party.

"Very smart."

Zhu Xiongying put down the fast child in his hand.

The relationship he has only seen with Arya is not just tied to the bed.

For Zhu Xiongying, Arya was an entrance for him to open the Western cultivation system, and through this entrance, he could study some of the weaknesses of that Holy Sect Master.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can we take the lead in the future.

"The red moon in your body has reached its peak state with the blessing of my power."

Zhu Xiongying opened his mouth.

At this point, Arya nodded.

Of course, she knew what the situation was with this red moon in her body.

If it is assessed by the strength level within the Red Moon Sect, her current strength has already reached the S level.

"I want you to continue cultivating."

"Of course, you don't have to worry that you'll be devoured by that bullshit master, as long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."

Zhu Xiongying really wanted to see what would happen to the red moon that had reached the full moon, if Arya continued to cultivate.

Theoretically logically.

The red moon in the body of the Red Moon Sect believers is similar to the general nature of 'spores'.

Wait until the 'spores' are ripe before recycling.

And if you don't recycle it, what will happen if you continue to cultivate?

Regarding this, Zhu Xiongying has a guess that has not been verified.

Since each 'spores' are connected to the subject's sights, and when the 'spores' mature, the subject can recycle them.

The passage has always been two-sided.

If you can go from left to right, then why can't you go from right to left.

Therefore, Zhu Xiongying concluded.

If Arya's 'spores' continue to cultivate the Red Moon, then the Red Moon in her body, which is already saturated with the outside world, will draw power from the main body, that is, Arya will begin to reverse the power of the Red Moon Holy Sect Master.

Of course, if the bullshit sect leader detects, he will definitely want to cut off this passage as soon as possible.

Here's the problem.

Zhu Xiongying just wanted to see if he could maintain that passage if he took action to protect Arya.

In this way, no matter what damage Arya would cause to the Red Moon Sect Master, if Arya continued to extract the power of the bullshit Red Moon Sect Master.

But, at least.

It can continue to disgust that thing, and it will be mentally shocked.

"That's it?"

Arya was stunned, she thought that Zhu Xiongying would make some difficult perverted demands on her, and she was mentally prepared.

"Or else?"

"What do you think I should ask of you?"

"Little Golden Retriever."

Zhu Xiongying smiled slightly.

The words 'little golden retriever' came out, and Arya's cheeks flushed again, and she now understood the meaning of the words 'little golden retriever'.

"This shredded chicken noodles are too salty."

Zhu Xiongying knocked on the fast son, and then clamped another one.

"This beef potsticker is also very salty."

Then he pinched a few more in succession, and as soon as he put the fast son, His Majesty the Emperor frowned.

"I'm thirsty, and I want water."

Arya paused, and subconsciously spoke.

"I'll give it to you."

Zhu Xiongying wants this sentence.

"Okay, then you're welcome."

'You're welcome? Just pour a glass of water. ’

Just as Arya wondered how this man could become so polite and got up to pour water, a powerful hormonal aura surged in an instant, and her waist was instantly embraced.

The battle between the Dafa Lion and the Little Golden Retriever was officially staged at this moment.

……………………

At a time when the Dafa Lion was drinking frantically and the little golden retriever was retreating.

Fifty miles west of the suburbs of Tianfu City.

A small village.

"Ahh

”

"Hell!

！ ”

The old woman's voice pierced the silent village night.

In just a moment, a large group of shirtless men, carrying kitchen knives or kitchen knives and hoes, rushed out of every house with the lights on.

The place where all the men rushed was the thatched huts at the back of the village, that is, the thatched houses.

In this era, there was generally only one row of thatched houses in a village, concentrated at the end of the village, near the mountain pass.

Every household has a bucket for urinating, and the big ones can only go to the thatched house.

There will be dozens of men, carrying farm tools, clustered in front of the thatched house.

"Third aunt, where is the ghost? Aren't you a wanderer at night? ”

The leading man looked at the old woman with a puzzled expression.

"Your teeth are all messy, how can I, a sixty or seventy-year-old mother, still be stunned?"

The old woman trembled and pointed to the thatched house in the middle.

"The ghost is there."

Everyone looked towards the hut that the old woman was pointing to.

I saw that there was no sound in the thatched house, and at this time, there was really this 'chirping' sound, and everyone was getting pimples, and their hearts were hanging.

At least, to the ears of the villagers, the sound coming from this hut was no different from the bird's call, and they couldn't understand a word.

With a bang, the door opened.

Four filthy men, stenking all over their bodies, dressed in strange robes, walked out of it.

"Mina, what place did you choose?"

"It's disgusting!"

“f**k！ sh*t！ ”

“*******”

“……”

Yin Dian Mina lifted her robe, her coffee-brown curls poured down, and her erect facial features, different from the white skin of the people of Daming, were instantly seen by these villagers.

Where have they seen white-skinned people, they are all so frightened that their eyes tremble, and they directly regard them as ghosts.

"It's really a ghost!"

"What, what to do?!"

“…………”

The villagers panicked and chattered.

"This..."

Yin Dian Mina, in broken Chinese, wanted to ask where she was now.

As for her Chinese, when Arya was learning, she learned some along with it, but it was not smooth, and it was very lame to speak.

Just spoke.

'Mussel'.

A kitchen knife flew over her head.

At this moment, Yin Dian Mina's eyes flashed with bloodthirsty and fierce light, and the killing intent exploded.

For her, it is unforgivable that such a civilian-like ant dares to offend herself!

Raise your hand slightly.

Infinite blue flames flew out of her robes, rushing into the villagers.

The terrible wail sounded in an instant.

……………………

Meanwhile.

Beyond Penglai, the junction of the deep sea and the shallow sea.

There is a large fleet, dozens of large ships, quietly floating in the darkness of the night.

"General, none of the exploration ships sent out have returned."

After Zhao Cang brought the fleet to a safe sea area, he immediately sent more than a dozen exploration ships, hoping to find out Zheng Fa's current situation.

But several hours have passed, and none of the exploration ships sent out have returned.

"Report!"

At this moment, a sergeant rushed to the deck quickly, followed by two others carrying one person briskly.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Cang turned around and looked back, and when he saw the sergeant who was soaked all over his body, half a life whining, and being carried, his heart suddenly chuckled.

"Dragon, dragon sucks water."

"Big, big, big, big fish!"

“……”

The sergeant's face turned pale, and he said indistinctly, obviously unconscious, and finally kept repeating the word 'big fish' in his mouth.

Such a situation made Zhao Cang very anxious, and he couldn't ask anything if he wanted to.

The dragon sucks water.

For this to appear at sea, Zhao Cang could guess.

After all, there were already signs of a dragon absorbing water before, and after a few hours, it was not surprising that the dragon had absorbed water and formed.

He wondered why the sergeant kept repeating the word 'big fish' in his mouth.

What did you see?!

This sergeant is also a five-year-old sailor, what fish have you never seen in the sea? How could you be scared like this?

Zhao Cang waved his hand.

"Let the military doctor treat me well, and notify me as soon as I am conscious."

"Yes!"

After the person was carried down.

Zhao Cang turned sideways and looked at the sea in the distance, and in the darkness, the dense fog could no longer be seen in the distance.

Murmuring.

"What the hell is going on?"