The 'dust sealing' has begun.

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The autumn rain dripping coldly in the bleak wind ticked in every corner of Xiqi City, and the dim sky seemed to cover the sky like a curtain, rendering a layer of melancholy and sadness.

In the dim room, the red candle flame is flickering, and the wooden wall reflects the figure of the matchmaker.

Di Chen'er's even breathing was interrupted, and she opened her eyes wistfully, looking at the quilt that covered her at some point, and smiled happily.

I turned my head sideways, and through the only window, I saw the cold autumn rain like a needle.

Autumn is gratuitous, and the rain will come down without any warning. Even if the sun is still just right before going to bed, when I open my eyes again, it has been a long time.

Smelling the green earth in the cool wind, Di Chen'er slowly sat up.

"It's changed. ”

Although the matchmaker's words are still cold, they are cold and have a touch of sadness and autumn charm.

Di Chen'er glanced at the oil-paper umbrella and smiled lightly:

"It's going to change again. ”

The matchmaker didn't respond, just faintly heard her long sigh, just like the wind outside the window, the wind in the rain.

Di Chen'er didn't care about this, walked down from the bed, went to the table, poured himself a full glass of water, and drank it all.

Di Chen'er looked sideways at the slender waist of the red dress and asked:

"This trip, is the matchmaker only taking me alone?"

Seeing that there was no follow-up after the matchmaker's 'en', he exhaled and said with a wry smile:

"To tell you the truth, matchmaker, I didn't feel real when I came out of the ancient well, and it is still the case, I don't know what the purpose is, and I don't know what the meaning of my coming out is.

In fact, I care very much about Chao Lin's words, and from that sentence, I always feel that it is not Chao Lin who traps me, but my uncle. Although I gradually forgot to think in the black fog, this matter is the most concerned about me, and for what the matchmaker wants to take me to do, I always feel that there seems to be a connection between the two, but I can't say it. ”

Matchmaker said:

"You're going to know it all slowly, and I'm not going to tell you all about it, because you can't bear it. ”

Di Chen'er frowned and said:

"Is it a terrible thing?"

The matchmaker said without thinking:

"It's quite scary to you, and it's not an exaggeration to say it's the worst. ”

Hearing this, Di Chen'er inexplicably rose in fear, swallowed his saliva deeply, and asked:

"Does it have anything to do with my uncle?"

The matchmaker is cold:

"All I care about is you. ”

He wanted to ask a little deeper, when suddenly a thunderclap shook the sky, and pale lightning stained the dim room.

At this moment when he calmed down, he knew that it would be fruitless to ask again, so he slowly looked out the window, and the drizzling autumn rain seemed to last for a long time.

It was at this moment that the stomach sent a hunger signal.

Di Chen'er hadn't had a good meal for a long time, so he took advantage of this topic and changed the conversation:

"Do you want the matchmaker to go down for a meal together?"

The matchmaker said in a deep voice:

"Mark my words, don't go anywhere but the inn. ”

In the middle of the words, the matchmaker had thrown a heavy money bag to him.

After taking the money bag, Di Chen'er greeted him a few times and then hurriedly walked outside.

For the impression of Ping An Inn, there are only two words: shabby and greetings.

In Di Chen'er's impression, this is completely an inconspicuous small inn, compared with Xingyun Inn, it is definitely one in the sky and the other on the ground.

There wasn't much traffic either, because when I stepped into the inn before, I didn't see a single guest except for the guy and the four cleaned tables.

But when Di Chen'er went out of the room and saw the crowd crowding the entire inn floor, he was stunned.

The rain was not loud, but it could suppress their low noise, and almost all of them were dressed in coarse linen clothes, so it could be seen that they were from poor backgrounds.

But then again, the people who can settle in a small inn like the Ping An Inn should not be some rich and noble people, I am afraid that in addition to those whose identities are mysterious, even some ordinary people will not patronize them.

But at this time, it was indeed crowded with people, and unexpectedly the kind guys boiled ginger soup and delivered it to their hands one by one, which was a very warm and humane move.

Di Chen'er slowly walked down the stairs, his clothes were clean and gorgeous, especially the ice jade snow tail around his neck. Because of this, everyone's eyes are on him.

Although he hated the feeling of being watched, this time he didn't ignore everyone's eyes.

Because he saw the downfall in the eyes of the people.

The eyes of everyone present were the same, a little fear, a little confused, a little persistent, helpless, confused, panicked and a little uneasy.

Skirting the downcast crowd, he made his way to the counter.

When the man saw him, he hurriedly stopped what he was doing and hurried up to meet him.

"Did something happen?" Di Chen'er frowned and glanced at the people around him, and then whispered to the guy:

"They looked like they had gone through some kind of journey, as if they had fled for refuge. ”

The man let out a long sigh, frowned, and said sadly:

"Alas, Gongzi, you guessed it right, they are the people of Yudi who fled to Xiqi. Alas, the Central Plains is not peaceful~"

Regarding the unevenness of human beings, Di Chen'er's first thought was the cannibalism that human beings like, Jin Ge Iron Horse, and Beacon Fire and Wolf Smoke.

Therefore, he indifferently asked:

"Is there going to be a war?"

The man shook his head, his face was even more sorrowful, and he sighed for a long time:

"It's not a disaster for countries to fight and make trouble, after all, the world belongs to Zhou Tianzi, and countries can't make trouble. It's just a shemale who has a different path. I heard that there was a big mess in Yudi, and I heard three months ago that the demon clan appeared unscrupulously in that place, and recently, it has become even more violent.

I heard that Ye Tiantian, the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, had already rushed to that place with the eleven sword immortals and all the disciples scattered all over the world. ”

Hearing this, Di Chen'er was originally indifferent to this self-righteous 'cannibalism', but was just curious.

But when he heard that it was the demon clan who was in turmoil, his heart suddenly tensed, and he said in his heart: Such a blatant and ferocious cause of trouble is not afraid of the Ten Thousand Demon Law Book of the Immortal Gate?

"What's more~" A middle-aged man with a yellow face nearby held the ginger soup and sighed, shook his head and said:

"Alas...... Not only the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, but also the Great Zhou Cultivators and all the sects have also responded to the call of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, this time...... I'm afraid the momentum of the demon clan is not small...... We were lucky to be able to escape, but we pity the villagers who couldn't escape the clutches...... Alas...... Along the way, I left my hometown, and I don't know when I will become a leader......"

All the monk sects went, and this matter was indeed a sensation.

Di Chen'er couldn't help but ask:

"The demon clan is so flamboyant, isn't it afraid that the immortal sect will impose heavenly punishment?"

The other sighed and said helplessly:

"We were the first to escape, and we were lucky...... On the way, I heard from the township who escaped later that the number of the demon clan is not small, and the origin is not small, and the group of disciples of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect who arrived first suffered heavy losses. ”

An old man beside him also sighed and said helplessly:

"The immortals are very busy, how can they take care of us ordinary people......

Hearing this, one of them suddenly retorted:

"Village chief, you can't say this! The demon clan is reckless, the ancestors will definitely take action to save the people of Li and the fire and water! This matter, the Martial King can't suppress it for long, if you don't kill them as soon as possible, the immortals will definitely not be able to sleep well. ”

The old man sighed helplessly again:

"I hope so......"

The young man who retorted to him just now had a firm face, gritted his teeth and said:

"Hateful demons, the immortals will kill you sooner or later!"

Di Chen'er looked at them and didn't continue, and the guy also asked him at this time:

"Does the guest officer need anything?"

Di Chen'er came to her senses, originally wanted to have a big meal on the first floor, but seeing the current situation, she said helplessly:

"Let's make a bowl of noodles and bring them into the room. ”

With that, he turned away, and before he had gone a few more steps, he suddenly stopped, looked back at his fellow, and said:

"Two bowls. ”

The guy laughed.

Di Chen'er walked upstairs slowly, and the words he heard in his ears at this time were almost all angry words cursing the demon clan for not dying well, as a member of the demon clan, Di Chen'er was also a little angry.

This kind of fire is not aimed at these defenseless refugees, but at the group of demon tribes who provoke right and wrong for no reason, causing the people to be displaced and homeless.

Extremely daring!

Because of this anger, Di Chen'er entered the room with a calm face, and the door was slammed by him with a 'creak' sound.

Matchmaker said:

"Unappetizing?"

"It's not. He came to the table and poured himself two glasses of water, then sat down on the wooden stool, and said in a deep voice:

"Matchmaker, some demons are too presumptuous!"

The matchmaker seemed to be stunned, and Ling Ran asked:

"Why do you say that!?"

Di Chen'er didn't care about the matchmaker's sudden nervousness, he slammed his fist on the wooden table, clenched his fists, and said angrily:

"After so many years of peace, a war suddenly broke out, but as a demon clan, they will not feel honored for their courage to fight against the Ten Thousand Demon Law Book of the Immortal Gate, on the contrary, I think they are very shameful, shameful enough to make the entire demon world feel ashamed for them!"

"Matchmaker, do you know? There is a demon clan that has blatantly attacked the human race! I'm not afraid of the fairy gate, I just think that if they want to resist, then they should directly attack the nine geniuses against the fairy gate, right, but they actually attacked the defenseless human race, don't you think this is very insulting to our demon clan?!"

Hearing Di Chen'er's eloquent statement, the matchmaker paused for a moment, and then asked solemnly:

"Do you know who broke the peace?"

Di Chen'er was stunned, "Does the matchmaker know?"

The matchmaker smiled:

"If I had known, I wouldn't have asked you. All I want to know now is, do you know who it is!?"

Di Chen'er's momentum just now dissipated instantly, and she smiled ashamedly:

"Forgot to ask ......"

"Then don't ask. ”

The matchmaker sighed slightly as if she was subtle, and in Di Chen'er's puzzlement, she said in a deep voice:

"Every demon is an independent entity, and like human beings, it is impossible for Zhou Tianzi to take care of everyone, let alone restrain everyone. ”

"What do you mean by this?" Di Chen'er frowned and said:

"I'm afraid this incident will really attract the Immortal Gate, if it comes to that time, the Immortal Gate's restraint on the demon clan may not be just the Ten Thousand Demon Law Book. ”

The matchmaker coughed lightly, and changed her words:

"Which side are you on, is it the Demon Clan, or the Immortal Sect?"

Di Chen'er pondered for a moment and asked:

"There are no humans?"

"When has there ever been a human stance in the war between the fairies?" the matchmaker smiled contemptuously:

"The victors will hold the banner of righteousness, in the final analysis, immortals are the heavenly ones among the human race, and they are no different from the kings of the demon world. ”

Listening to the topic getting farther and farther, Di Chen'er let out a long sigh helplessly: "I will always stand on my side." ”

As the words fell, a knock on the door was heard.

Di Chen'er hurriedly opened the door, and the guy walked in with two bowls of hot noodles, and after placing the dishes and chopsticks on the wooden table, he stepped back respectfully.

The appearance of the guy interrupted the topic, anyway, he didn't plan to continue the nonsense, Di Chen'er directly pushed one of the bowls of noodles to the matchmaker, and then sank down and said to the oil-paper umbrella:

"Human food also has a different taste, so let's try it too. ”

The matchmaker's voice came from under the oil-paper umbrella, "Do you want to use a bowl of noodles to trick me into putting down the umbrella in my hand?"

Hearing this, Di Chen'er was speechless for a while, because he really didn't mean that, but without waiting for him to explain, the matchmaker said again:

"I'm not hungry. ”

“......”

Di Chen'er said in her heart that the sentence just now definitely belonged to a kind of ridicule and complaining, and then she no longer cared about the matchmaker, and ate it with relish.

As for Di Chen'er's saying that human food has a different taste, the matchmaker doesn't agree, and presumably other demons won't agree either. Because the cuisine of humans and demons is almost the same.

It's just that Di Chen'er's status is different from others, he has a lot of fish and meat all day long, so he naturally feels greasy.

This is like the royal family and nobles in the human race who enter the countryside, there are only two endings, one is difficult to swallow, and the other is unique.

"Don't you really want to eat it?"

Di Chen'er finished eating her bowl and asked again seriously.

Then after hearing the matchmaker's firm 'don't eat', he happily scooped the bowl of noodles in front of him.

The matchmaker looked sideways, secretly looked at him from the umbrella eaves, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth.

Eating still looks like a child......

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An number

The autumn rain hit the green leaves of the green bamboo, splashing the water, and later spilling the mud like a scattered bead curtain on the green brick path.

Misty and rainy, blue-gray sky, smoky blue fog.

The lanterns in the main room were hung high, the red candles were swaying, and the tender candlelight was wavering.

An Ran held Nangong Han's hand and was quietly looking into the hazy distance outside the door.

"If you don't go...... Is it really good?"

Nangong Han rarely hesitated, and looked at An Ran under the mask, and his eyes flashed with rare warmth.

An Ran stroked his hand and said softly:

"I just want to be with you, what's wrong?"

Nangong Han hesitated for a moment, took a slight breath, and said:

"After all, you are the sword immortal of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, and there have been five urging orders recently, something terrible must have happened......"

At this point, An Ran's slender fingers were already against his heart, "This sword immortal was originally made for you, and now that I am with you, I would rather not be a sword immortal."

Now the only thing I want to see is for you to marry a wife and have children, and the wife you marry is me, and the son born to you is mine. ”

His face under the mask turned red, Nangong Han swallowed his saliva deeply, and said shyly:

"I haven't seen you for two years, and the way you speak has really changed......"

"Don't you like it?" An Ran frowned and said hurriedly:

"If I don't like it, I can change it!"

"It's not!"

Nangong Han was afraid that she would misunderstand, and explained:

"It's just a little too straightforward, ...... ashamed"

Before the words were finished, Enron had already jumped up:

"Then hurry up and marry me and enter the door~"

Before Nangong Han could respond, suddenly a sword light flickered and fell from the rain, and a white-clothed figure was already standing on the blue brick road under the autumn rain.

The autumn rain passed through his body and fell to the ground as usual.

"An Ran, return to the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect quickly, and when you return, you need to close the [Eleven Sword Dao Evil Heavenly Array]. ”

The sudden figure made the atmosphere become low and tense for a while.

In the past few days, although the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect has also urged An Ran to give orders five times, the people who came are just some outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, after all, if something really happens, the outer disciples are undoubtedly cannon fodder, and they will not play a decisive role, so sending orders has also become an indispensable task for them.

One after another, other Sword Immortals rushed to the current place of the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect, but the eleventh Sword Immortal was safe for a long time, and it was obvious that the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect was also in a hurry.

Originally, An Ran planned to withdraw from the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect directly, but before she could show everything, she encountered the recent successive urgings.

If it was still an outer disciple who came this time, An Ran would not have to pay attention to it, and just fooled and coaxed away, but the person who came this time was not a small person, but the ninth sword immortal among the eleven sword immortals - Mo Taibai.

even heard what he said in his mouth, [Eleven Sword Dao Punishment Heavenly Array], which inexplicably touched An Ran's tense atmosphere.

"Senior Brother Mo, what happened?" An Ran took a step forward to block Mo Taibai's gaze staring at Nangong Han, and said with a frown:

"Let's not talk about pouring the sect away, how come even the [Eleven Sword Dao Evil Heavenly Array] has to be condensed and displayed?"

Mo Taibai's phantom swayed in the autumn wind for a moment, and he frowned and said:

"The demon clan is making trouble, the Heavenly Sword Immortal Sect has to take care of it, if you don't return to the throne, I'm afraid that the Heavenly Sect will be difficult to hold out for a few days, and then the people of Li will suffer, and the Immortal Sect will blame, and neither of you nor I can afford it. ”

Hearing this, Nangong Han and An Ran trembled in their hearts at the same time.

The person who gave the order before didn't explain the matter clearly at all, so Enron would slack off, but suddenly realized the importance of the matter......

She couldn't make a decision for herself for a while.

Because she wants to stay here and be a lifelong couple with him.

"Senior Brother Mo really didn't lie to me?" An Ran glanced back at Nangong Han, a reluctant look flashed in her eyes, and after seeing Nangong Han nodding, she turned around.

Mo Taibai took a deep breath and said with a firm face:

"Enron, it's a matter of life and death for mankind, how dare senior brother say anything!"

An Ran's eyebrows tightened, his fists clenched, his head lowered, and he asked softly:

"You...... Do you want me to go?"

Nangong Han was silent for a long time, and finally said:

"Protect yourself. ”

An Ran was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, a little more loss in his smile, which was very far-fetched.

I saw her arm suddenly raised, and a sword flew out of the inner room.

Grabbing the scabbard, she swiped her fingertips lightly, and the flying sword trembled out of its sheath and hovered in the rain.

"Senior Brother Mo, where will you and I meet?"

"Xiqi Chengnan Ping'an Inn!"

As soon as the voices fell, Mo Taibai's phantom dissipated in the wind, and the sword inserted into the bluestone brick shook the sword body, and then turned into a blue light and flew away in the rain.

An Ran stepped on the flying sword, and without looking back, she hovered in the rain, and finally asked:

"You...... Do you want me to go?"

Looking at An Ran's back, the sense of happiness just now was suddenly shattered, and it was replaced by the sadness of an autumn rain, Nangong Han didn't understand what An Ran meant.

There was no response for a long time.

An Ran looked up at the sky, gray ......

In the next moment, only a 'whoosh~' sound was heard, the long sword flew high, and the sword walked, and An Ran's wet gauze could no longer allow the wind to blow it away.

Suddenly.

An Ran only felt a sound of breaking the air behind him, and he looked back suddenly.

A spear pierced the rain curtain like a rainbow light.

She smiled helplessly, reached out and grabbed the spear, and swept away her previous sadness.

Looking at Nangong Han, who was standing in the rain and still throwing a spear, An Ran held the spear, waved his hand at it, and muttered softly:

"Stupid~"

The voice fell, the flying sword went again, and the streamer faded away, disappearing into the rain curtain.

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Two streamers intertwined and shuttled in the autumn rain, black clouds were dense, and thunder and lightning were rolling.

This place is like a secret place, the mountain fog is clear, and the empty mountain is raining.

Here, it is Mangdang Mountain.

When the two streamers fell in the cave of Baiyuan Cave, they could see their appearance clearly.

White dyed blue silk and ink hair, wearing a white robe, wet the clothes on the back, dripping with rustic rain.

The white gauze skirt is on the sidelines, and it is not wet in the slightest.

She touched his side with her fingers.

"Why did my brother suddenly want to go back here?"

Bai Zhen's voice was gentle and moving, and she could hear the happiness and tenderness in her words.

Bai Ran smiled:

"The barren mountains are too chaotic, they are all swords, guns, swords, and halberds, which may disturb your tranquility. ”

Bai Zhen smiled softly:

"Brother doesn't know that my sister is easy-going by nature, quiet and impure, where will it disturb my ears?"

Gently rubbing her head, Bai Ran helped her slowly towards the familiar room, and said as he walked:

"I still want you to be quieter, and besides, the air here is much wetter than the barren mountains. ”

Bai Zhen smiled lightly, "Brother doesn't lie to my sister less, if my sister can't see that my brother is hiding from my sister, then my sister will really have no shame to say how much she loves you." ”

"It's really like you're thinking too much this time. Bai Ran stroked her to the side of the bed, smiled softly, and then hugged her waist, touched the tip of her nose, and said with a smile:

"It's really quiet here, so quiet that there are only you and me, only sweet words, only ...... Lingering. ”

After saying that, Bai Zhen smiled shyly, closed her beautiful eyes like stars slightly, and kissed his lips lightly with thin lips.

In the depths of her affection, Bai Zhan's hand had begun to roam over her body, and then it was the most common thing between the two of them in the past three months.

Undressing broadband.

Bai Ran pressed it on the stone bed, and his affection was in full swing, but suddenly this time Bai Zhen grabbed his hand and didn't let him continue.

"What's wrong?" Shiraran asked.

Bai Zhen shook her head, pushed him away, and sat sideways with her back to him, stroked her stomach, and said far-fetchedly:

"My sister is a little tired. ”

Bai Ran frowned, "But it's cold?"

Bai Zhen smiled, "I'm really just tired." ”