Da Xi Ganluan looked at them with interest. She had heard of the name of Fuso Pavilion, but she had never seen it, or she didn't know it. It is said that the people of Fusang Pavilion are haunted, and their assassination targets often do not know how to die. No one knew who their lord was, no one knew where their territory was, and even the way to contact them was known only to those who were qualified to deal with them. It can be said that except for the fact that Fusang Pavilion took the initiative to appear in front of people like now, they were hidden as if it were just a legend.

Fusang Pavilion deserves to be an assassination organization, if it weren't for seeing them there, she wouldn't have felt their presence at all, this method of concealing her aura made her amazed, and the more she was amazed, the more she couldn't help but observe them.

"This ...... This is the sunshine? ”

Da Xi Ganluan followed the sound and looked back, and saw Yebuki's face full of surprise and longing looking at the grass without branches and leaves in front of him. He couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Ahh

"What's wrong, are you alright?" Da Xi Ganluan hurried over in two steps and asked, and at a glance he saw the charred black on the back of his hand, like a wound burned by fire.

Fortunately, their side is relatively remote, and no one notices the movement here.

Li Yimo remembered what the Yan clan had said before, frowned, and said coldly: "Wuyue tribe." ”

Da Xi Ganluan and the others looked back at him in surprise.

"The people of the Yan clan call you the 'Moonless Tribe' because you are afraid of light, right? It should be said that you are afraid of the moon, the sun, and the stars. ”

Afraid of the sun and moonlight? The eyes of several people focused on Yabuki's face again.

Yabuki paused, lowered his eyes to look at the wound on the back of his hand, and replied calmly, "Hmm." But we grew up living in the forest, and we didn't see sunlight or moonlight, so we forgot about it. ”

Can this kind of thing be forgotten? Da Xi Ganluan really can't imagine a life without sunshine for the rest of his life, and he can't understand his mentality. However, he has never seen the sun, which explains why his skin is still not normal after years of hard work.

Shu Mi looked Yabuki up and down, very interested in his physique.

Yabuki raised his eyes and said with a smile, "Actually, we are no different from other people except that we can't see the light." ”

Da Xi Ganluan looked at the reluctant smile on his face, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart.

Shu Mi touched his chin and looked at him for a long time, and suddenly a sentence came out: "Let's try this." ”

He groped for a black cloak from his treasure bag and threw it to Yabuki.

Is it okay to have this? Suspiciously, Yabuki put on his cloak and hid his whole body in the black cloak, without revealing even a bit of hair.

Da Xi Ganluan couldn't help but laugh out loud when he looked at it. This dress is really more like an assassin than the people of Fusang Pavilion.

Putting on his cloak, Yabuki cautiously took another step.

One more step.

The sun shone on the cloak, and the night blew at the bright spots of light on the cloak, as if he felt the scorching temperature of the sun, just like the dazzling brightness, which stimulated his eyes.

Shu Mi pursed his lips and said impatiently to the shadow guard behind him: "San'er, he belongs to you." ”

Ying San understood what his master meant, and responded, "Yes." ”

The night blow, who was still immersed in the sun, was so lightly decided by someone about his next fate.

"Miss Daxi, long time no see."

Da Xi Ganluan was still sighing for the night, when he heard someone calling him not far away.

The group followed the sound and saw a group of people walking towards this side, led by a man in white in his twenties.