The evening breeze gently blew through the trees downstairs, and with the night, a symphony of falling asleep was played.

Zhang Haomin lay on the bed with his arms crossed, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, watching the bright moonlight slowly obscured, and watching the inky clouds declaring the sovereignty of its dark night.

It's autumn, and under the bleak autumn wind, not only the yellow leaves have withered, but also the air has gradually cooled. The coolness of the night seeped into the room along the cracks in the window, and the flirtatious person's cold hair exploded, and he couldn't help but shiver all over.

Zhang Haomin felt extremely excited today, whether it was the charming drunkenness or the realm of rapid progress, which made him easily strangle his sleepiness.

He didn't know how long he had been lying like this, as if a whole century had passed, but in this century, he was accompanied by Chen Kaiyu's never-ending snoring.

Nan Tangtang used all the methods he could before going to bed, but he couldn't stop the noisy snoring anyway, and in the end he had to choose to cover his head in the quilt and compromise and sleep in his inner irritability.

At this moment, the wind outside the window blew tightly, as if there were countless little ghosts, crying wolves outside. Suddenly, the window that had been hidden was suddenly opened, and the wind was whistling into the room.

Zhang Haomin couldn't help but be startled, and looked at the window in a daze, and after a while, it was still just the wind blowing into the room, so he got up and prepared to close the window.

"Why is it so windy all of a sudden? It can't be raining. ”

Zhang Haomin stood alone in front of the window and chattered, but how could people who were in sleep pay attention to him.

Listening to the sound of the wind, he poked his head out and looked at the sky outside the window, and the moon was so round tonight that it shyly pulled a thin veil to half-cover its face.

But the wind obviously did not understand the amorous feelings, and it blew vigorously, insisting on tearing away the tulle and revealing the beautiful woman. Zhang Haomin couldn't appreciate this wind and moon, so he closed the window, and in order to prevent it from being blown open by the wind again, he specially plugged in the latch.

Chen Kaiyu's snoring suddenly stopped, he chirped, turned over comfortably, and the quilt covering him also took the opportunity to slide to the ground.

Zhang Haomin smiled and shook his head, then squatted down to pick up the quilt and cover him again, but the moment he squatted, he found that everything in front of him had turned blood red.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but put down the quilt in his hand, raised his hand in a daze, and looked at the hands that had been dyed blood-red, and he was shocked and couldn't say a word.

He couldn't believe what had happened, and he knew very well that there was something more magical than the change in color, but he didn't know exactly what had changed.

"Knock knock. ”

Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the window suddenly sounded, you must know that this is the fourth floor, Zhang Haomin looked back suddenly, and then the two pupils suddenly dilated at this moment, and his face was frightened.

At the same time, in the thatched hut in the forest behind the view, Ye Zhenren looked at the moon in the sky with his eyes, because just now, the originally bright moon suddenly turned blood red.

Looking at this round of blood moon, Ye Zhenren's heart couldn't help but become uneasy, and a ridiculous legend gradually floated into his heart, so much so that he felt a chill down his spine.

"Could it be that the legend of the fallen immortal is true?"

Just when Ye Zhenren felt shocked, Qiu Gongshou ran over in a panic and said breathlessly.

"Oh no, big things are bad. ”

"You are now a contemplator of self-view, how can you still be so frightened, what have you become?"

Hearing Ye Zhenren's words, Qiu Gongshou couldn't help but feel a lot more relieved, so he took a deep breath before finally calming himself down and saying.

"I just used Tiance to calculate a hexagram. ”

"Oh, what about the hexagram?"

As soon as he heard this, Ye Zhenren couldn't help but get nervous, this heavenly strategy is a treasure passed down from the ancestors, not only can it measure blessings and misfortunes, but it can even measure the way of heaven and go against the destiny of heaven.

It's just that except for the ancestor master, no one can use it to defy the destiny of heaven anymore, at most, it is to conform to the way of heaven and measure future changes.

"The Asgard Palace is sealed in the sky, and the alien race is coming. ”

Ye Zhenren's heart was shocked, he looked at the blood moon in the sky, stroked his beard and said.

"Fengtian?alien?Could it be that all this is related to fallen immortals?"

"What is a fallen immortal?"

Qiu Gongshou was stunned, it was the first time he had heard this kind of title, so he couldn't help but ask suspiciously.

"A legend that has been passed down for thousands of years, it is said that when there is a blood moon in the world, the fallen immortals will re-descend to heaven and earth, and at that time, the way of heaven will face destruction, and everything in the world will wither. ”

Qiu Gongshou subconsciously glanced back at the blood moon in the sky, and he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart, destroying the Heavenly Dao and withering all things, how strong is this existence?

"You don't have to be nervous, it's all just talk. How can one become an immortal if one does not bear immortal fruits? How can one attempt to destroy the heavenly path if one becomes an immortal one? Falling into an immortal is itself a contradiction. ”

"Since the Fallen Immortals don't exist, then why does the Immortal Palace still want to seal the heavens, and what is this alien race?"

Faced with Qiu Gongshou's doubts, Ye Zhenren couldn't give an answer that could convince him. Asgard wants to seal the sky, which proves that what happens next is very likely to endanger the safety of Asgard if it is not sealed.

But what kind of thing would threaten the Asgard Palace? Could it be that the fallen immortals were real, and they were also related to this alien race?

Following this line of thought, Ye Zhenren suddenly found that he had fallen into a misunderstanding of his thoughts, he had always thought that fallen immortals were fallen immortals, but how could immortals become immortals if they fell?

Unless, the fallen immortal was not an immortal from the beginning, to be precise, it was not the human race that became an immortal, but a foreign race that became an immortal, so it was called a fallen immortal!

But if you think about it like this, if the Immortal Palace is closed, then what other means in this world can face the fallen immortals?

"Whatever the reason, this inevitable war is coming. ”

Ye Zhenren's eyes were fixed on the blood moon in the sky, but at this moment, this blood red color had turned into real blood, which made him creepy.

Zhang Haomin looked at the person outside the window in a daze, and his heart became more and more cold, because he had seen this person once, and it was the guy with a mask he met at the half-day inn that day.

This guy was squatting on the eaves outside the window at this time, and under the hideous mask, a pair of terrifying eyes were staring directly at Zhang Haomin.

Zhang Haomin was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, although he also knew that it was useless, but he still had a trace of fantasy in his heart.

"Tsk, no wonder I couldn't find you last time, it turns out that you have such a powerful hiding method on you. ”

Listening to his voice, Zhang Haomin felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it, so he suppressed the panic in his heart and said with difficulty.

"You, who are you?"

This person did not rush to answer Zhang Haomin's words, but stretched out his right hand to look at it carefully, his hand turned blood-red in the moonlight, and it looked extremely terrifying.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Haomin quietly took out the trapped immortal talisman from the finger of the son and mother, and the sword of the heart in the finger of the child and mother was also ready to draw the sword at any time, but Zhang Haomin was not confident that he could kill the other party, so he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

He was now looking forward to the Dao Fruit in his body cracking a little more, and he could release that golden sword ray again, because apart from that, he really couldn't think of anything else that could pose a real threat to an immortal.

Time passed minute by minute, Chen Kaiyu was still snoring heartlessly, Nantangtang was still sleeping sweetly under the quilt, but Zhang Haomin and the person seemed to be frozen, standing still in time.

"Do you believe in fate?"

Faced with this sudden question, Zhang Haomin didn't know how to answer for a while, and he struggled for a long time before he said hesitantly.

"Not convinced. ”

"Believe it or not, the bell of fate has been ringing, but I don't know if you want to become a pawn that can be manipulated by others. ”

"What do you mean?"

Suddenly, the man turned into a dark fog, slowly seeping into the room along the gap in the window, and gradually condensed in front of Zhang Haomin.

"Take it easy, don't rush to use that sleepy immortal talisman, I'm not here to kill you, so don't waste it. ”

"And what the hell are you here for?"

Suddenly, an ink streak appeared on the man's mouthless mask, which melted into the water and finally turned into an exaggerated smiling face.

"I'm here to help you, to help you find your true heart, to help you get out of the shackles of Heaven. ”

Zhang Haomin looked at everything so terrifying, he had ten thousand reasons to suspect that the other party was a devil at this time, trying to tempt himself to sign an agreement with him, sell his soul or something.

"I don't need your help!"

"No, you do!"

As he spoke, the man gently put his hand on Zhang Haomin's chest, and pressed it slightly, Zhang Haomin felt that his soul was about to be shocked out of his body.

He wanted to stop it loudly, and even wanted to trap the other party with the trapped immortal talisman in his hand, but he found that he couldn't move at all, so he could only watch. At this moment, the fear in his heart reached the extreme, and he even felt a little regretful in his heart, why didn't he use the Sleepy Immortal Talisman just now.

"I see, tsk, when are you going to escape?"

Zhang Haomin felt that his head was buzzing at this time, and he couldn't hear what this person said at all, he only felt that if he continued like this, he was afraid that he would die, and he didn't want to die, so he struggled desperately, constantly praying for Xiaoyao to save him.

"Hmph, that guy is here again, it seems that he can only find another chance next time, but this blood moon is over. ”

After that, the person disappeared in an instant, and Zhang Haomin finally regained control of his body.

The next moment, Xiaoyao appeared outside the window and shouted softly into the window.

"Haomin, are you okay?"