Volume 1 Falling into the Mortal Dust Chapter 38 The Storm of the Last Day

On the first day of the descent, it was just in time for the previous day.

The streets and alleys are noisy with gongs and drums, and red lanterns are hung all over the branches and eaves.

"This is the Spring Festival in the world!" Yan Wu Zhiyun enthusiastically introduced to Cen Shang that she had secretly gone down the mountain many times, and she had basically passed the interesting festivals in the world.

"yes, got it."

"Do you want to play with fireworks?"

"What are fireworks?" Cen Shang asked, like a heavenly messenger who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Huh? You don't even know what fireworks are? ”

Cen Shang's eyes were clear, and he shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Hearing Cen Shangyan's words, Yan Wu Zhiyun said excitedly as if she had been beaten with chicken blood: "It's just two very beautiful things." By the way, when the fireworks go off, you can fold your hands and close your eyes to make a wish, which is said to be just as effective as making a wish on a shooting star! ”

"That's right."

"Yes, that's it! So do you want to play? ”

"Do you want to play?" Cen Shang did not rush to answer, but asked about Yan Wuzhiyun.

"You ask me? Then I definitely want to play, but it costs money. "My face drooped, a little sad.

"I'll pay for it." Cen Shang knew that this little guy loved money like life, so he could only say that.

After speaking, he cautiously asked, "So...... Do you want to play? ”

"How embarrassed you are to pay for it." Yan Wu Zhiyun rubbed her hands, a little shy.

"It's okay."

"I'm relieved to have you say that." Yan Wu Zhiyun patted Cen Shang's shoulder and casually pointed to a stall, "Let's go, go buy fireworks." ”

Walking to the front of the stall, the grandmother wearing reading glasses pushed her glasses and carefully examined the two of them.

After a while, he said, "Are you a pair of mandarin ducks?" ”

"We ......" Cen Shang was just about to speak, but Yan Wu Zhiyun interrupted him.

Yan Wu Zhiyun waved her hand again and again: "We are either mandarin ducks, or brothers and sisters from the same school." Let's buy some fireworks. ”

The old grandmother's gaze wandered over the two: "Oh, in this way, it is not impossible for the same senior brother and sister." ”

Yan Wu Zhiyun helplessly supported her forehead: "Grandma, we are really not ......"

"Sell me all the fireworks." Cen Shang didn't seem to want to continue the topic, and handed the old woman a bag full of gold, "This is money." ”

"Good!" When the old grandmother saw the money, she put the bag of gold on her wrinkled face and rubbed it, "Let's give the stall to you too." ”

After speaking, he left as if he was dozens of years younger.

"Uh...... Where did you get so much gold? "Yan Wuzhi is puzzled, when did this guy have so much money?

Cen Shang said lightly: "The reward of the sect competition." And five or six chests of gold, if you want, give them all. ”

"This, this, I'm so embarrassed."

"What kind of relationship do we have to be embarrassed about?"

Yan Wu Zhiyun: "......"

Suddenly I realized that I couldn't answer this question.

yes, what's the relationship? Is it just an ordinary brother-sister relationship?

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Yan Wuzhiyun didn't speak, Cen Shang asked.

"It's fine."

"Okay."

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On that day, several beautiful fireworks bloomed in the black night sky, in different shapes, in the shape of lambs, dolphins, birds, and flowers.

"It's so pretty!" Yan Wu Zhiyun put her hands on the windowsill and turned her head to look at the straight Cen Shang standing beside her.

His hands were folded and his eyes were closed, as if he were making a wish.

is a simple fool, and she really believes it, so she just said it casually, and I don't know if it really works.

"What did you wish?" When Cen Shang's eyes opened, Yan Wu Zhiyun asked in a gossipy tone.

"If you say it, it won't work." Cen Shang didn't look like he was going to say it, but when he saw the disappointment in Yan Wu Zhiyun's eyes, he pursed his lips, as if he had made up his mind, "But if you want to know, I can tell you." ”

Yan Wu Zhiyun: "I want to know." ”

"I want to be with you every year, because I like ......"

Before he could finish his words, he heard someone downstairs exclaim: "Robbery!" ”

Dare to rob in broad daylight?

How daring!

Yan Wu Zhiyun clenched her fists and ran down the stairs.

Cen Shang followed.

"Thief, stop, don't run." Yan Wu Zhiyun shouted loudly with the strength of breastfeeding.

When the thief saw that someone was chasing him, he ran faster, and turned back from time to time to see how much distance he had left between himself and Yan Wu Zhiyun.

"It hurts." One time when he turned around, he bumped into a person's shoulder and couldn't help but shout, "Are you blind?" Walk without long eyes. ”

The man let out a faint "oh", and a knife struck the thief the neck, and the thief felt that his eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground.

"Roar! That young man subdued the gangsters! It's amazing! ”

"Yes, yes, and he's handsome."

"Hey, wait, don't you think he's like a guy?"

"Who, who? How come I am not impressed? ”

"'First Young Swordsman'! If I remember correctly, he is the first disciple of the Lingyun Sect Sect Master - Cen Shang! ”

"It turned out to be Cen Shang Shaoxia, I have an impression, I have an impression, I am the first place in the sect."

Many people present recognized Cen Shang and praised him.

"Whose is this?" Picking up the package that had fallen on the ground, he raised it above his head and asked.

"Mine, mine, mine." A small girl with a small head ran over and took the package.

In the next second, Fei quickly pressed a few times on the package, and many hidden weapons flew out, and the people present couldn't dodge, and they were all pierced into hedgehogs.

"Cen Shang, I didn't expect to be hooked so easily." The little girl tore off the human skin mask on her face, and underneath the mask was the face of a middle-aged and elderly man.

"You are?" Cen Shang immediately became vigilant, his hand clenching the hilt of his sword.

"The first time we met, I was Xu Hui, the leader of the Evil Dragon Sect."

Cult of the Evil Dragons? It is the place where Sang'er is located, and it is also a difficult cult in the mouths of the elders.

Cen Shang was sober-minded, and in an instant, he remembered all kinds of things about the Evil Dragon Sect.

"If you don't want anything to happen to this little girl, just go back with me." A cloud of black smoke tightly pinched the neck of Yan Wu Zhiyun, who was hanging in the air, and Yan Wu Zhiyun kicked desperately with both feet, as if she was struggling.

"Don't ...... Leave me alone, you go! Yan Wu Zhiyun squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.

"No, I can't go!"

The sect leader saw that Cen Shang cared about this little girl very much, so he made the black smoke tighter, and Yan Wu Zhiyun felt that she was about to run out of breath.

Cen Shang wanted to draw his sword: "Let her go!" ”

"If you draw your sword, she'll die here today."

"Okay, I'm not pulling it out." Spreading the hand that held the hilt of the sword, "What do you want me to do?" ”