Wang Yan didn't have a good impression of Nimshan, but he didn't bother to pay attention to such a bullleg of a Chuyang Martial Saint.

For such people, ignoring them is the best choice.

After getting rid of Nimshan, Wang Yan directly approached Director Sun and asked Director Sun to arrange a car for him, and he was going home to say goodbye to his parents.

Director Sun was not surprised that Wang Ember was able to get out of the dark dungeon, although he was not involved in the whole incident, he was able to guess more or less.

It is nothing more than the result of factional struggle within the military department, although Luo Sheng is no longer in the military department, but the old military department headed by Chuyang Wusheng that he left behind when he left the military department is still a force to be reckoned with in the military department.

However, the newly rising Sikong Tianxiong Martial Saint is also an extremely powerful force, even if it is the faction of the Chuyang Martial Saint, they do not dare to confront Wang Yan openly.

Although there is no discord between the two factions on the surface, there are not a few people who clash and crush in secret.

And a person like Wang Yan, who was fundamentally on the opposite side of Luo Sheng, naturally stood on the opposite side of Chuyang Martial Saint the moment he joined the military department, and Chuyang Martial Saint would naturally spare no effort to target Wang Yan.

However, no matter what, behind Wang Yan stood a Sikong Tianxiong who was known as the strongest martial saint, and no matter how excessive the Chuyang Martial Saint was, he would never dare to make too out-of-the-ordinary moves against Wang Yan.

Director Sun was able to serve as the chief manager of the military headquarters, and the secret for so many years was to protect himself and never participate in any factional struggle.

Therefore, in the face of Wang Yan's request, he didn't say anything, and immediately arranged everything for Wang Yan.

Soon, Wang Yan got on the special car home.

Along the way, Wang Yan was thinking about how to phrase his parents about how he was going to be sent to the frontier.

"Frontier, ......"

Wang Yan didn't have too many worries about his safety, and with his own strength, even if he encountered a strange beast that he couldn't fight, he could completely escape.

However, just because he is not worried does not mean that his parents are not worried.

Parents all over the world are the same, no matter how strong their children's skills are, and when they go to dangerous places, parents will do everything they can to oppose them.

"Here we are."

The driver's voice woke Wang Yan up from his contemplation, and when he raised his eyes to look out the window, he was already at the familiar entrance of the community.

"Thank you." After thanking the driver, Wang Yan got out of the car, walked through the mottled ground of the community, went upstairs, and stood at the door of his house.

Knocking lightly on the door, no one responded inside, Wang Yan took out the key to open the door, and what greeted him was an empty living room.

shouted several times in a row, but no one in the house responded.

The elder brother Wang Yuan should have gone to school, but his parents didn't know what to do, so Wang Yan simply returned to his room, first took a hot bath, and then lay on his bed, and soon fell asleep.

……

Dream World.

Wang Shen stood under the heavy gray mist, looking up at the magnificent but mottled city wall in front of him.

At this moment, under the city gate, there are no more defenders of the city who are blocking the way.

The road into the Imperial City is already unimpeded.

In this imperial city, there is definitely some kind of unpredictable terror, this is something that Wang Ember can be sure of.

Otherwise, why would those two city defenders who were just foundation building realms in their lifetimes become such terrifying and weird monsters after death.

"No matter how weird...... This imperial city, you still have to enter it......"

Without much hesitation, Wang Shen stepped into the city gate.

It was clear that the city gate was empty, but when he stepped into the city gate with his feet, Wang Ember felt as if he had passed through a layer of foam, and a brief feeling of suffocation was fleeting in Wang Ember's senses.

His gaze seemed to flicker for a moment, but then it returned to normal.

"Fang Cai......" Wang Yan was a little surprised, Fang Cai's feeling flickered so fast that Wang Yan didn't even notice whether that feeling was an illusion or a real one.

In front of me, it was already a different scene.

In front of me was the most spacious street, the stone street, although it was already mottled and weathered, and the houses and shops on both sides were already dilapidated and decaying.

However, it is still vaguely possible to see the prosperity and prosperity that this Huangcheng Street once had.

Wang Yan stepped on this dilapidated street, and he was a little dazed for a moment.

Neither from the woman's memories nor from the memories of the two city defenders, he didn't get much information about the imperial city.

Stepping into this imperial city at this moment, he was like a headless fly, aimless.

There was no purpose left and right, so Wang Yan simply walked along the street first.

Most of the houses on both sides of the street are shops.

Through the door plaque hanging on the top of the store, there is still some handwriting, and it seems that it can vaguely reproduce the scene of the people in this imperial city.

Although the buildings here are also decaying under the traces of time, however, the buildings here are not as twisted and dilapidated as the Thousand Yang Sect, with a certain indescribable weirdness.

The houses and buildings here seem to be ordinary houses that have aged and decayed under the corrosion of time, and they do not seem to have hidden half of the weirdness.

"Guest, what do you need?" When passing by a shop, a call came from the shop, and Wang Yan suddenly stopped.

He followed the sound and saw that the direction from which it came was from a shop that still had the faint handwriting of "Rouge Court".

The shop was so dark that it was impossible to see what was inside.

"Guest officer, but do you want to choose rouge gouache for the lady? You might as well come in and take a look, the rouge gouache in my store is a must. ”

While Wang Ember was still observing, the laughter came from the shop again, and it was a woman's voice.

Wang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and strode into the shop.

When you open the curtain of the store, you will be greeted by a spacious façade.

Although it is decayed, the strange thing is that there is not even a trace of dust here, but it looks very neat, as if someone cleans it regularly.

On the shelves on both sides, there are all kinds of bottles and cans, all of which are plastered with notes, such as "Rejuvenating Cream", "Brightening Powder" and so on.

Facing the door of the store, there is a counter, and there are bottles and cans in the counter, which are much more expensive than those on the shelves.

But this is not what attracts Wang Yan's attention the most.

What attracted Wang Yan's attention the most was a figure behind the counter.

It was a slender woman in a long dress, and although the long skirt on her body was a little old, it was still neat.

With her head down, she was carefully wiping the dust off each bottle and jar, revealing the elasticity of the skin outside the dress.

"Guest officer, please choose by yourself, I have all the rouge gouache here." The woman didn't raise her head, smiled and spoke, still wiping, the hair on her forehead spilled, covering her face.

Living?

This is not the first time that Wang Yan has raised such doubts, he squinted his eyes, did not move, but said: "I'm sorry, I don't know much about these things, do you have any recommendations?" ”

"What do you like in general? Rouge? Gouache? Or something else? ”

The woman still didn't look up. Dedicated.

"Give me some of the variety, the best."

Wang Yan replied casually.

"Really?!"

The woman seemed to have not seen such a big customer for a long time, and when she heard the surprise, she raised her head suddenly.

The moment the woman raised her head, even Wang Yan's pupils shrank slightly.

The woman's face was covered with all kinds of rouge gouache, and countless kinds of rouge gouache seemed to be overturned on her face, randomly pieced together and fused, as if it was an extremely abstract ink painting.