The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the stars are dotted. The entire north is in darkness from the big city, but there is only a glimmer of light flickering in Chang'an City, which is the Yanxue Inn.

The boundless silence surrounds the Yanxue Inn, making the only glimmer of light in the north from the big city seem very lonely and lonely.

At this time, the inside of the Yanxue Inn was brightly lit, and compared with the dark grass and wood houses around it, it seemed a little abnormal.

"The way of the south to the west, there is a forbidden technique, called the medicine man. The golden body is invincible, and the blood path is strayed into the corpse. Luo Xuan flipped through the book "Western Ethereal Record" on the table and said, "The art of medicine man." ”

"Medicine Man?" Wen Dao frowned, "Senior Luo, those zombies are called Medicine People?"

Luo Xuan slowly closed the book of "Western Ethereal Record" and said, "The art of the medicine man, this is a forbidden technique that was first recorded in Nandu. What is described in the book is similar to the group of zombies that attacked us, and I am afraid it is the medicine man. ”

Just as everyone was pondering, suddenly, the entire inn shook. The door was opened.

"Not good. Wen Dao frowned, staring at the inexplicably strange open door.

"Here they are. At this time, Luo Xuan couldn't help frowning. He held a few yellow talismans in his hand, ready to recite a spell.

Sure enough, the group of bloody people rushed towards the Yanxue Inn.

Saying that it was too late, Luo Xuan quickly recited a few incantations in his mouth, and with a flick of the yellow talisman in his hand, the fire flashed through the sky, and the entire Yanxue Inn was full of raging fire.

Wen Dao held the cloud stick, and with a stick, the endless stick flowers exploded one by one, and the roof of the Yanxue Inn instantly pierced, and everyone went up to the roof.

Under the roof, in the raging fire, no one survived. Wen Dao touched the Yunqi stick in his hand and said lamentingly, "Alas, I really pity my Yanxue Inn." ”

"Your broken inn is gone, you can rebuild it, now let's think about how to deal with these people who don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts!" Zhuangzi held a long sword in his hand, and looked at the surroundings of the Yanxue Inn, a steady stream of medicine people formed a black circle and gathered in a cage.

Zhao Songfan held a few yellow talismans in his hand, recited a few spells and threw them out, his fire spell technique was not as superb as Luo Xuan, so he couldn't summon the raging fire, but he still ignited a few small flames, repelling a few medicine men in front.

"It looks like we're in a desperate situation. Luo Xuan frowned, still holding a few yellow talismans in his hand.

Suddenly, in mid-air, a long knife and a spear smashed angrily. The long knife stirred up a fierce wind, and the spear turned into a blazing fire, and in an instant, a radius of several miles, was full of fire.

A terrible scream resounded throughout the Beili, and the medicine men were all wiped out. On the streets of Chang'an City, two teenagers appeared.

"Han Wangsun, Meng Fengxing!" Zhuangzi looked at it horizontally, and found that it was a friend he hadn't seen for many days, and he couldn't help but smile on his lips.

"Han Wangsun, why are you here?" said Zhuang Ziheng.

Han Wangsun smiled, "Just now, Brother Meng and I saw a flash of fire here not far away, and we knew that something was wrong, so we came over to see what was going on, but I didn't expect it to be you." ”

"Han Wangsun, what's going on with those medicine people, how did Beili become like this?" Tang Yuexin said.

"I don't know. Han Wangsun shook his head, "Recently, there have been too many things in Beili. As for the medicine man, we also got it from the mouth of the prince of Qingzhou......" Before the words were finished, behind Han Wangsun, three men in white slowly walked in, with a good demeanor, they were the eldest son, the second son and the third prince of Qingzhou.

"These are ......" Wen Dao was stunned, looked at the few people in front of him, and saw Chen Dongfeng, who he knew at sea before, "Chen Gongzi, why are you here?"

Chen Dongfeng looked at Wen Dao and smiled, "Brother Wen, you are also here, Miss Gu's injury...... How's it going......"

"I'm fine. Gu Youlan said, swinging herself, indicating that she had recovered.

"Have you found the medicine guide and gone to the Medicine King Valley?" asked Han Wangsun.

"Not really. Wen Dao said, "Gu Youlan's injuries were healed by Bai Mingming. ”

"What?Bai Mingming?" Han Wangsun frowned, "The Ghost Gate Red Flower Gang helped you?"

Wen Dao smiled and explained, "Brother Han, in fact, you have misunderstood. Bai Mingming is not a bad person, and the Red Flower Gang of the Ghost Gate is not a cult. These are just the ones in the rivers and lakes that have become like this because people in the rivers and lakes have uploaded too much. ”

"So that's ......" Han Wangsun nodded, "That Bai Mingming ......"

"He's catching up with his brother, who he hasn't seen for years, on the fairy island. Wen Dao smiled, "What a good senior brother." ”

At this time, Luo Xuan spoke, "May I ask the three sons, do you know the skill of this medicine man?"

The eldest prince, Chen Dongfeng, said, "Senior Luo, this medicine man's technique has to wait for me to tell you." ”

"Huh?" Luo Xuan nodded.

Chen Dongfeng said, "Recently, there have been too many things in Beili. The once-flowering North was reduced to a dark city of ruins in just a few months from the Great City. During this period, I am afraid that there are too many hidden secrets. ”

"What's happened in Beili recently?" Luo Xuan frowned and asked.

Chen Dongfeng said slowly, "Senior Luo, do you know that Qingzhou Jiucheng is the largest medicinal herb merchant. But recently, several batches of medicinal materials that we shipped to the Medicine King Valley were hijacked. And when we investigated, we almost lost our lives. ”

"Hijacking medicinal herbs?" Luo Xuan frowned, "Could it be related to the medicine man?"

"Hmph!" the second son, Chen Pingfeng, snorted coldly, "The art of medicine man, to put it nicely, is a forbidden technique, and if it is ugly, it is a plague that no one can save twenty years ago. ”

"A plague twenty years ago?" Luo Xuan's heart was shocked, and he tried his best to recall what happened twenty years ago.

"Oh no! they're here again!" Han Wangsun was startled, holding a long knife.

Suddenly, a steady stream of medicine people gathered again, enveloping the entire northern city.

But this time, everyone didn't know that on the roof not far from them, there was a black-robed man. I saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a trace of evil smile, as if all this was under his control.