The waterways in the city have completely dried up and filled with dead branches and leaves, and the remnants of the magnificent seven-hole bridge can be seen from time to time. The wells that failed to burn down the city have now become dry wells filled with silt.

On the ruins of the eastern and western cities, a large number of broken porcelain and even molten gold and silver can be found, which are the goods that the rebels failed to take away, and they were burned in the raging fire.

Along the way, Yun Hailan sighed lightly from time to time. Every corner of this place carries the memories of her girlhood.

A faint white light floated on the surface of Yun Hailan's body, making the ghosts dare not approach.

Wu Feng was silent, he didn't know the details of Yun Hailan's past experience, and Yun Hailan would never tell him more.

The two turned to the palace gate, and in the grass-covered square, they saw the fallen bronze man, and the wounded Changge broke off and plunged into the earth.

Along the way, many bones that had not yet been covered in dirt were seen exposed in the ruins, but not only were the bones dense here, but many of them were wrapped in broken armor.

These must be the guards who are guarding the palace gates, all of whom have been killed here.

Yun Hailan stood in front of the palace gate in a daze, silent for a long time.

Wu Feng looked at her quietly, still not saying a word. He knew that Yun Hailan had an extraordinary relationship with the Prince of Great Wei, but he didn't know how far it had developed.

But even if it was just an ally with whom she had a very good relationship, thinking of everything back then was enough to make her sentimental.

The two went in and walked around the palace.

Except for the rich red color that can be seen in the broken wall, there is no difference from the rest of the ruins, and the once towering trees are basically all burned, and now they are all grown all over the ground, all of which are miscellaneous trees grown in the past forty years.

When the two walked back to Gongmen Square, Yun Hailan, who had not spoken, finally spoke: "Thank you for accompanying me." ”

"It's a matter of duty. Wu Feng replied.

"I want to ......" Yun Hailan said quietly, "Go to the direction of the Yun family's mansion and take a look." Then let's go back to Iwakura. ”

Wu Feng nodded and went with her.

The mansion of the Yun family is in the northwest corner of Luoyi Beijing. The front gate is on the same horizontal line as the palace gate.

At the peak of the Yun family, there were more than 1,000 people living in the mansion in the city alone. Not counting the few families who live outside the city. However, if he is as mad as Yang Qi, he will naturally not miss a person. Under his order, the entire Yun family branch and the tributaries of the Great Wei royal family in Yuzhou were all searched and hunted. The continuous pursuit of the Great Wei royal family and the Yun family has been going on for thirty years!

It is precisely because of this that although Yang Qi's atrocities were connived at by the old Daoist sects, but later, the Danding faction and other sects couldn't help but accuse Yang Qi of being a mad dog.

Yun Hailan seemed to be walking very slowly. However, to see the entire ruins overnight, you can't slow down. She seems to be walking slowly, but in fact, she is secretly lucky, and her speed is extremely fast.

Wu Feng had actually used all his foot strength to keep up with her footsteps, but the expression on his face was still as calm as water.

After the fire, no matter how beautiful the mansion was, it looked like any other ruin, not to mention that forty years had passed.

Between the ruins, you can still see a few broken glazed tiles, and there are two or three abandoned bird's nests at the head of the wall. It's winter. The moss withered, the trees withered and the leaves withered, and they looked even more dilapidated and desolate.

Yun Hailan stared at it in a daze. The delicate body couldn't help trembling slightly, the white light on her body gradually faded, but there seemed to be tears in her eyes faintly flickering.

Wu Feng felt that as Yun Hailan amassed the Dao power on his body, the swept Yin Wind became heavier again.

But Wu Feng didn't speak, just walked behind her, stretched out his hand, and rubbed it gently, his palm emitting heat.

Yun Hailan sucked Wu Feng's blood every time. Her whole body trembled because of the collision of the blood of Tianyang and the body of Extreme Yin, and Wu Feng rubbed her back through her clothes. to ease her pain.

But at that time, Yun Hailan was not clear because of the severe pain. And now Wu Feng is stroking her back while she is awake. Yun Hailan did not resist.

Suddenly, after another gust of wind, the scene in front of me suddenly changed.

The dilapidated gate suddenly turned into a high vermilion lacquer gate, with glazed blue tiles, and two big red lanterns hanging under the eaves, exuding a warm light.

The two couldn't help but turn around and look, the street was already full of traffic, people were boiling, and the sound of shouting and selling was endless. The lights and candles in the street market are like daylight, and it is a bustling scene.

Looking at the direction of the palace gate from afar, but seeing the palace wall, there are bronze people as high as ten zhang, holding the gold plate of Chenglu, and the colorful fireworks are rising to the sky, and the bronze people are also reflected in the magnificent color of flowing vermilion splashing blue.

Suddenly I heard the sound of gongs and drums, looked south, and saw that a high platform was built at the crossroads, and several artists were calling a few strange beasts that could not be named to perform in a vertical leap, the strange beasts sometimes sprayed water, sometimes spit fire, sometimes floated with the wind, and made countless wonderful movements.

Under the overpass, there are even storytellers who set up stalls, pour tea, and tell the story of the ancient romance.

"Is this the Luoyi Jing back then?" Wu Feng said.

"yes...... And the prosperity we can see with our eyes now is only one percent of it. Yun Hailan sighed.

Wu Feng didn't speak for a long time, and then he said categorically: "What you see in front of you is vain in the end, and you don't have to go anywhere else." The yin qi is getting heavier and heavier. ”

Yun Hailan was shocked when she heard this, as if she had been poured a scoop of cold water, but then with a wave of her long sleeves, she saw dozens of white lights escaping from her sleeves, and where the light splashed, the endless prosperity disappeared in an instant, and the scene in front of her all turned into nothingness, returning to the desolate scene of broken walls.

And the two of them were already surrounded by dense black shadows and zombies emerging from under the ground.

The zombies were all pitch black and scorched.

There was a huge ghost head on the top of his head, hideous and vicious, with a red tongue several feet long, which was a heavenly ghost formed by the gathering of countless grievances.

Yun Hailan snorted lightly, and a sword-shaped phantom suddenly appeared on her forehead, and then a small white jade sword appeared, which quickly enlarged and fell into her hand.

Just like Li Xun's Huifeng Sword, this white jade sword is Yun Hailan's natal magic weapon. Obviously, she's going to give it her all now.

The Dao power was attached to the blade of the sword, brilliant as the sky of ten days, surging like the white rays of the sea, completely obscuring Wu Feng's field of vision, and making Wu Feng feel suffocated.

He just stood beside Yun Hailan, and he felt that he was going to be crushed into meat sauce by this unparalleled power.

When he regained clarity in front of him, the sword had already circulated like an ocean current, only to see the ghosts and shadows dissipate one after another like ice and fire, and the bodies of the zombies with teeth and claws were cut off, and they fell to the ground and flowed yellow water, and they were wiped out.

But the power of a sword is there. This shows the importance of formation and tactics in war.

In a war, if there was no power of the formation path and the method of battle, a master of the level of Yun Hailan would be able to cause a devastating effect, killing ordinary soldiers all over the field, not to mention the existence of Yang Qi who stood at the top of the food chain in the cultivation world.

I saw Yun Hailan float up, and the sword swept up to the sky like a flying fairy out of thin air.

The eyes of the heavenly ghost are like a water tank, the tongue is like a giant python, and the mouth is full of fishy breath, rushing towards Yunhailan.

"Innate Cloud Qi Sword Technique!" Yun Hailan snorted, and countless faint cloud threads suddenly emanated from the sword, turning into a white cloud, enveloping the fishy qi spit out of the mouth of the heavenly ghost, and it turned clean in an instant.

The heavenly ghost was frightened, and turned his head to attack Yun Hailan's side, but saw Yun Hailan's delicate body turning, and said coquettishly: "Bind!" The flowing cloud-like sword qi instantly turned into a long whip shape, and went towards the heavenly ghost.

The heavenly ghost spewed out black gas and attacked him. But Yun Hailan's innate cloud qi seemed to be weak, but it was far better than a steel whip, and with a bang, the black qi was shattered in an instant.

Yun Hailan shouted again, and the cloud qi swayed upwards and slammed into the heavenly ghost, only to see the heavenly ghost explode and turn into nothingness.

The strength of the fierce spirits formed after the unjust death of ordinary people is naturally stronger than that before their deaths, but the zombies and fierce ghosts formed after the death of the monks, because the cultivation is basically lost, the combat effectiveness will drop sharply; although Yun Hailan is not completely dead, but only turned into a living dead, but the cultivation has also lost most of it, and now relying on Wu Feng's blood to regain its vitality, the cultivation will be restored. Otherwise, among the dead in this Luoyi Jingheng, there should be those who are stronger than Yunhai Lan.

But now, even the heavenly ghosts who have turned into tens of thousands of grievances have been smashed to pieces under Yun Hailan's three moves.

Wu Feng couldn't help but think about it. If Yun Hailan does it with all his might, he has such energy and momentum, and what kind of spectacular scene should a top master like Yang Qi be?

Yun Hailan was as light as a feather and fell from the sky. The Celestial Ghost was destroyed, and it also turned into countless black shadows, floating around, but they all seemed to have lost their aggressiveness.

Only a few black shadows were still floating towards Yun Hailan.

Yun Hailan didn't mean to continue to shoot, looking at the few black shadows, she was stunned.

Wu Feng was surprised in his heart, and was about to say something to remind her, but he also felt that those black shadows did not mean to attack Yun Hailan.

The black shadows approached one after another, and the shapes changed from blurry to clear, and gradually they could see their faces clearly, and they were all somewhat similar to Yun Hailan.

Wu Feng immediately understood, looked at Yun Hailan, and saw her body trembling, tears welling up in her eyes, and then surging out!

"Father, mother, sister!" she cried.

The ghosts drifted up, stretched out their hands, stroked her cheeks one by one, and then turned away. As ghosts, they only have a very meager sanity, and they can recognize their relatives and old people before they are alive, but that's all. Only in rare cases can ghosts be born that can speak and have complete memories.

Yun Hailan beckoned to them, trying to summon them back, but they just floated back into the crowd of ten thousand ghosts. Although the heavenly ghosts have collapsed, there is still a mysterious power that pulls these ghosts together.

Yun Hailan hated it in her heart, and understood that it was Yang Qi who destroyed Luo Yijing's feng shui and turned all the spiritual veins into fierce veins, so that such a traction power was generated.

She murmured slowly with a mournful voice.

"At that time, save the suffering Tianzun, fill the ten realms, and always use the power of the gods to save all sentient beings, and get rid of the lost ......" (to be continued)