Walking on the streets of the ancient city, looking at the surrounding scenery and people, there is always a feeling of embarrassment, not that I am embarrassed, but that I am embarrassed by this "bold" city, this nondescript style, this bohemian personality.

If you fold the memories, if you turn back time. If you pull youth back to the outline of what was once hasty, if you ignite the years into a ball of light jumping in the dark.

So—

This is not fiction or fabrication—in the lives of the six of them, there really has been such a strange and strange dream-like but real city.

Let's call it an inn for the time being, because after all, you can still find a table to eat and a room to sleep in.

Nanjian put the green dragon on the edge of the table, and then sat down, seeing this scene, Luo Shiyi Lang suddenly felt that he had come to the ancient times that could only appear in the movie, and felt that everyone had found the crack left by time inadvertently, and then broke into the era of I don't know which era of Lu Dao in such a daze.

Luo Shiyi Lang subconsciously raised his left wrist, looked at the Audermars Piguet in his hand, and suddenly felt a little funny when he saw that the year on the time was still showing 2013: I thought it had really crossed over! If this is the case, there will be something to blow to my mother when I go home.

What are you laughing at Liu Snake smiled and looked at Luo Shiyi Lang who had just laughed out loud.

It's nothing. Luo Shilang smiled and waved his hand.

Life will always present us with many surprises inadvertently, just as it will inadvertently bring us a lot of surprises.

When you enter this palatial inn, you seem to ignore the obvious question, how can such a luxurious place be so few people and so quiet.

Looking around, there were a handful of tables of people scattered in the hall on the first floor, and except for Luo Shilang's table, which was full, the other tables were only one or two people sitting scattered.

The two on the left are wearing exactly the same outfits as the chivalrous men in the movie, wearing hats on their heads, and they each have a sword next to them, just like Nanjian. Wearing an ancient-style robe, different from the white robe on Nanjian's body, Nanjian's robe was much more fashionable and handsome than theirs.

But when it comes to fashion, it's better than the two tables on the right, dressed in Dior suits, in a completely modern metropolis. If you look closely, you can see that they still have white gold necklaces around their necks. The rhythm of the second generation is completely rich!

Only by getting used to it can you feel the loveliness of this world.

All people have their own way of living. There are those who love to wear luxury brand clothes, those who love to wear simple light clothes without brand decorations, and those who love to wear clothes that are hundreds or even thousands of years old.

None of this is right or wrong. As long as you think I like it, that's right.

Nan Jian raised the cup in front of him, took a sip of the pale green liquid in the cup, and rolled up and down the Adam's apple with great emphasis, how to say it?

Nan Jian felt that the wine was too strong, and his tongue was numb. So, with a wave of his hand, he motioned for Meng Li to take a bite as well.

Although Luo Shiyi Lang has become a first-class master, he has become an absolute powerhouse. But he still didn't notice the murderous aura wafting in the air, just blindly holding the dishes in the bowl and eating without raising his head. Maybe he's really hungry.

As soon as he entered the door, he sensed that something was wrong, because Qinglong was very restless in the scabbard on his back and wanted to come out to protect his master.

The moment he raised the wine glass, Nan Jian glanced at Meng Li: There is something wrong here, protect Shangguan Jin.

The tension suddenly spread, and the green wine inside the wine glass on the table rippled without anyone touching the table. They are like canvases, depicting the silhouette of a murderous aura that permeates the air.

Liu Snake used his elbow to pound Luo Shiyi Lang, who was eating and drinking wine on the table, Luo Shiyi Lang was satisfied with biting a shiny chicken leg to his mouth, raised his head and looked at Liu Snake in confusion, when he saw one hand holding Long Ying and one hand stuffing a lot of greasy pork into his mouth, he lay on the table and ate it casually.

The only sound in the entire hall was the sound of these two goods eating.

The quieter it is, the more creepy it feels. It's as if the temperature in the air plummets, and even the air freezes, making it impossible to breathe.

Suddenly, a light hanging from the beams of the room somehow exploded, and with a "bang", shards of glass were scattered all over the ground.

At the same time, the buddy in ancient clothes couldn't help but stand up and shouted like a mad dog: I've had enough, when will Luo Shilang's devil come!

As soon as these words came out, Nan Jian, Meng Li, Liu She, Shangguan Jin, and of course Zhou Lun, who was the murderer, couldn't help but glance at Luo Shiyi Lang.

At that moment, the moment that no one noticed, Luo Shiyi Lang also paused, and the work in his hands and the work in his mouth stopped: What's the matter? Is Luo Shiyi Lang in their mouths me. However, just in the next moment, Luo Shiyi Lang was still the same as just now, and continued to chew the fragrant meat in his mouth without raising his head.

Maybe he felt that a few people next to him were looking at him in surprise, so Luo Shiyi Lang raised his head, put his fingers full of oil into his mouth and licked them clean, and looked at everyone with a smile. The look in his eyes seems to knowingly ask: What's wrong with you?

A question clearly emerged in everyone's minds, like a mushroom cloud rising in the cerebral cortex, and the "nuclear bomb" was the person they were waiting for turned out to be Luo Shilang.

Could it be that there is another person here named Luo Shiyilang? He is still a devilish devil?

Before they could think about it, the people sitting on the side couldn't hold it back, like marbles being thrown into the air, and then falling, and then bouncing again, but the frequency was not coordinated, resulting in a sound that was a little uncomfortable to listen to.

The air was full of restless noise, and there was tension that could break down at any moment.

Suddenly, there was a sound from the second floor, followed by the "gurgling" sound of stepping on the wooden partition when going down the stairs, and it sounded like someone was laughing, and the smile was very dark. Insidious yin.

A person holding a paper fan and wearing the appearance of an ancient talent slowly walked down, his appearance was clear, his face was white, and he looked like a showman, I don't know if Lu Dao was affected by the clothes he was wearing or if he really had this temperament.

In short, it feels quite weak.

Looking at the crowd downstairs with a panicked and frightened look, the person who slowly walked down the stairs slowly waved the white paper fan in his hand, slowly disturbing the surrounding air like ice. He bared his snow-white clean teeth, and smiled so hard that he couldn't tell whether it was sincerity or disguise. At first glance, it has the temperament of a literati.

He spoke slowly, "My name is Venturi. His eyes were staring at a certain place downstairs, as if he was looking at Luo Shilang who was wiping his hands full of oil.

All his movements are slow, all his words are unhurried, and everything seems to have been planned in a measured manner.

As a last step, my feet left the wooden staircase and stepped on the marble floor.

The people at the table next to them all stood up and looked at the weak scholar in front of them. There is no emotion in the eyes.

Suddenly, a man in an ancient robe spoke, "You are Mr. Venturi?"

That's right, exactly below. The expression on Venturi's face hasn't changed since he appeared from the second floor, a standard smile, like a welcome boy at the door of a hotel. However, everyone here seems to respect him.

After speaking, the man took out a red invitation from his arms and threw it on the table: You invited us today, and kept saying that you had already caught Luo Shiyilang, why did you let us sit here all day but didn't see you bring others up.

yes, yes, what about the others, bring them out and let me cut off his head with a knife. Next to him, another bearded fierce man with five big and three thick beards raised the big knife in his hand and made a few gestures in the air, as if he had air that could be crushed by his strength.

No hurry, big brother. Venturi said unhurriedly, as if even if there was a fire burning his ass, he would wait for the words to finish slowly before reaching out and gently patting the charred ass a few times. It's not that I don't bring him up, but I'm afraid that if I bring him up too soon, a few people will not be able to subdue him, and he will accidentally hurt a few people!

The cool guys wearing slim Dior suits next to him calmly took out a pair of Chanel glasses from their arms, and then put them on the bridge of their noses, and the pupils hidden behind the ink-colored lenses turned to someone.

Venturi's eyes glanced at Luo Shilang again as he finished speaking, and his smile remained the same.

At this moment, there was movement in the attic, to be more specific, there were footsteps, many, many footsteps, and in a short time the owner of these footsteps poked his head out of the edge of the attic.

As expected, there were "ancients" in ancient costumes, and "moderns" in extravagant suits and ties.

In the midst of such a group of people, Luo Shiyi Lang suddenly felt a little trance, as if he did not belong to this world, and his appearance was just an accident.

It's like my appearance is just a small episode for you. I thought we could go all the way in the direction we promised, but standing on the corner under the gray sky, I suddenly understood: promise is like milk, everyone likes it, it can't be resisted, but it doesn't have a long shelf life.

Finally, Nan Jian didn't hold back, to be precise, Nan Jian's sword Qinglong didn't hold back, and the strong sense of protector made it rush out of the scabbard on the table, and after rotating a small angle over the table, the sword blade pointed directly at the person in the suit and sunglasses, at that moment, Nan Jian could have held the hilt of the sword, but he gave up the idea of collecting the sword under the drive of some thought: it's good to break the atmosphere.

Nan Jian watched Qinglong rush towards the man in the black suit with great satisfaction, although he knew in his heart that this sword would definitely not hurt him, but it was good to scare him.

I don't know if the speed of the green dragon is too fast, the man in black doesn't have time to react, or his panicked expression is blocked by big sunglasses.

There was a crisp sound, the sound of two high-quality metals colliding, and then the dull sound of the green dragon breaking away from its original trajectory and falling heavily to the ground.

If there was also warmth in his eyes, then Nanjian's smug eyes would also drop below freezing. Like a pet who loves himself, seeing the green dragon that flew out of the cloud and fell to the ground, Nan Jian hurriedly stretched out his right hand, aimed his palm at the position of the green dragon, and then exerted his strength, and a breath of qi was already in the palm of his hand, sucking the green dragon on the ground.

With the sword in his hand, Nanjian began to look around for the person who had released the hidden weapon. A smoldering fire burned in my heart, like a vast wildfire in the wilderness at dusk in autumn.

Luo Shiyi Lang sat still from beginning to end, but his eyes were sharp and sharp looking at everything around him, all the things that could be seen and invisible were within the scope of his vision and sixth sense.

What just shot down the green dragon was a six-pointed star silver dart the size of a glass marble, when it flew rapidly from outside the door in the air, due to the refraction of light, although it was only a momentary thing, and it was extremely weak, but it did not escape Luo Shiyilang's sharp eyes, and the silver dart was glowing with green light, yes, the silver dart was indeed poisonous.

If Nan Jian also found out about this detail, he must have guessed who the owner of this silver dart was. It's a pity that all his energy was taken away by the green dragon who fell to the ground.

Venturi waved his arm slightly, opened the paper fan in his hand very gentlemanly, and looked out of the door with a smile, as if he was greeting someone.

Almost all eyes in the inn followed Venturi out the door. Forgot to speak, forgot to make a sound.

Sure enough, a figure appeared on the side of the door, first with a foot and then with a foot in a geometric pattern cut out by the door frame.

When his feet were still hanging in the air and did not land, Luo Shilang frowned slightly, and his pupils contracted, as if he could see more clearly.

Looking at a tight slender leg wrapped in a black leather coat, I preliminarily judged that this should be a girl's leg. Vigorous, spiritual, sharp.

Then the whole person appeared outside the door, and sure enough, the face was white and delicate, as if the water would flow out of the face when touched lightly with the hand, the lips were slightly curled, the eyelashes were long enough to catch the dew in the air, and the light from the black eyes could burn and melt all the men into a puddle of water.

A smart black leather coat wrapped around a beautiful girl.

Do you still remember the feeling when you suddenly saw the goddess you had a crush on without mental preparation? For example, just after walking out of the classroom, I bumped into her full arms at a turn, and the moment I looked up and looked down, my eyes were connected, my clear eyes, my pink cheeks, and the grassy fragrance of his body that I will never forget for the rest of my life.

At this moment, Nan Jian was in this slightly hot mood, feeling a little restless, but he couldn't take his eyes off her body. As long as you don't meet her eyes, it's OK.

Even more surprising than Nanjian was Luo Shiyilang. The relaxed shallow smile just now was completely replaced by an unexpected expression.

I didn't expect this girl's skills to be so profound, I didn't even see it. Luo Shiyi Lang thought with a little surprise in his heart. You must know that Lu Dao can shoot down the green dragon shot by Nanjian with pure sword qi so easily with a small dart, it is impossible to do it without practicing the internal strength of nearly half a century, and she is just a little girl about twenty years old, and she is so beautiful! Unless, she has obtained the true inheritance of a master in the world.

As soon as Shangguan Jin saw Chen Xi'er, she couldn't help but stand up excitedly and shouted: Sister Xi'er. And waved her little arms vigorously, as if she didn't see it. How far is that? less than three meters!

Chen Xi'er smiled back and looked at Shangguan Jin, and that smile seemed to be a spring breeze blowing in the midsummer season, and the wind was full of hormones.

Chen Xi'er walked towards Shangguan Jin, and the smile on her face turned to Luo Shiyilang: Brother, he said a simple salutation, but his smile was sweeter, revealing his white teeth.

Luo Shiyi Lang felt a hot current in his body surging above his head, so he hurriedly pressed it back with the cathode Xuan Demon True Qi to prevent the nosebleed from flowing out of his nostrils. It's just a little uncomfortable, Chen Xi'er usually calls herself Luo Shiyilang's brother, but today she suddenly omitted the three words Shiyilang. This kind of indescribable feeling, although Luo Shiyi Lang knew that Chen Xi'er wanted to call himself like this.

Chen Xi'er walked over and sat down, next to Luo Shiyilang, this move was a little ambiguous in this twilight season, it seemed that the air was fermenting, and a transparent bubble bulged out next to it from time to time.

Just like our youth. Simple, transparent, thin.

Why are you here?" asked Luo Shilang as calmly as he could.

Chen Xi'er's fiery gaze met her, and she blinked mischievously, as if to say, I'm telling you later.

Then Chen Xi'er summoned Venturi, stretched out his hand, and Venturi came over, and at that moment, Luo Shiyi Lang actually had the idea that Venturi was Chen Xi'er's entourage.

Chen Xi'er said something to Venturi, and then Venturi turned around and walked to the second floor, facing the downstairs and the entire space on the second floor, and announced loudly: On the way to escort Luo Shiyi Lang, let him run.

After this sound, there were countless noisy complaints, and the whole inn seemed to be boiling. The noisy sound makes people feel a little wobbly.

I don't know how the road ended that day, but I know that Chen Xi'er left the inn through the back door with everyone, and the noisy crowd didn't notice that the person sitting on the table munching on chicken legs was the so-called devil Luo Shiyi Lang they were looking for.

And at this moment, all the boys and girls, including Luo Shiyilang, of course, except for Chen Xi'er, no one knows what happened in this ancient city of Galivia, why Luo Shiyi Lang has just stepped on this land, and he has grown into a devil-level figure in the entire city at a lightning speed.

It seems that before this, there was already a Luo Shiyi Lang who had done something that people were angry about. Definitely a thousand times better than those principals.