Yin Mo and Luna returned to the Shushan Tavern, where there were tables of guests. There was almost no one at the same table, and everyone occupied a table to concentrate and silently watch the "Shushan Outer Gate Exercises".

"What about Elder Black, why didn't you come back together?"

Jin Duoduo greeted him, only to see Yin Mo and the two ask.

"He's in trouble, and he won't be back for a while. You take care of the affairs of Shushan first, bring me a pot of wine, get some snacks and send it to the fifth floor. ”

Kim Duoduo was suddenly appointed, and he was very happy.

"Okay, I'll get it myself right away. ”

Yin Mo and Luna each went back to their respective rooms, and Xiao Bai seemed to feel Yin Mo's bad mood, and took the initiative to turn the Dark Sword in front of Yin Mo.

Luna was stunned for a moment, and acquiesced to Xiaobai's actions without saying anything.

"Come, Xiaobai, let's have a drink. ”

Yin Mo drank until late at night, and Xiaobai stood on the table with the Sword of Darkness. Yin Mo raised his glass and touched the scabbard of the Dark Sword, and drained the wine in his hand in one gulp.

If Hei Lei is not busy, Yinmo still has someone who can drink. Now that Hei Lei Lai is in the Little Heavens World, Yin Mo can only toast to Xiao Bai.

It's a pity that Xiaobai didn't even dare to show his dragon form in Fancheng, so he could only possess the Dark Sword and watch Yin Mo get drunk.

Yin Mo didn't use any spiritual power, and he would be drunk and hazy after drinking in the middle of the night.

Luna passed through the hallway of the room on the fifth floor, and returned to her room with a faint sigh. Yin Mo went to the balcony and climbed to the top of the building with the sword of darkness.

The moon was full tonight, and Yin Mo counted the years and months when he came to this world.

Three years and three years, I can't count how many years of ink. It's just that every year I count, Yin Mo feels more and more sad.

Yin Mo, who sat on the roof, smiled stupidly and took out the flute from his arms.

The sad and melodious flute sounded, and Yin Mo seemed to see the traffic flowing in front of him. The sound of the flute became more and more sad, and finally Yin Mo subconsciously brought spiritual power.

In Fancheng, the sound of the flute spread farther and farther.

"Who's doing this......

When the sound of the flute reached the city lord's mansion, the irritable and furious Wang Qidao scolded, and the sound suddenly stopped.

He came to the high pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion and quietly looked in the direction of Shu Mountain.

"Sister, stop, stop!"

The Sword God Temple, the sword smelting heart that came out of the fragments of the small heavenly world, hurriedly shouted to stop. Jian Jialuo had already stopped, and was silently listening at the moment.

"Hey, it looks like that guy is playing the flute. ”

"Hmm!"

Jian Jialuo answered softly and stood in front of the court.

At this time, the backyard of the Sword God Temple was full of tattered sword marks. Jian Yexin breathed a sigh of relief, hugged his knees and squatted on the ground, thanking Yin Mo in his heart for saving his life.

Since the last time Yin Mo came to Lishan Afang Sword Palace, his sister Jian Jialuo has given him special training every day, and Jian Yexin lives in the dark and hot night every day.

"Sister, do you think I'm going to learn music too, otherwise I'll defeat Yin Mo, and I won't be able to surpass him in this regard, Ah Shui shouldn't like it, right?"

Hearing Jian Yexin's words, the corners of Jian Jialuo's mouth pulled out a trace of arc.

"Practice your skills first, and then talk about this after beating that guy. ”

Jian Jia Luo raised his eyebrows, and with Jia Luo's bow, he directly attacked Jian Ye Xin again.

"I can't spare you, this bastard!"

In the kendo hall across the river from the Sword God Temple, Leng Li looked at Yan Qing's apprentice under the independent moon, and his mouth was crooked with anger at this moment.

She decided to block that guy early tomorrow morning, and she must let him know how regretful it was to seduce her female apprentice.

Before the ink song was finished, the man was already asleep on the roof.

Xiaobai drove the Dark Sword to Yinmo's back and leaned on Yinmo's back.

"Why is it gone?"

Wang Qidao, who was proficient in music and rhythm, was indignant, and his heart was even more uncomfortable at this moment than just now.

The first rooster crow will change the ink in shock, and the sky in Fancheng will not be bright. Fog filled the sky, and the streets were deserted with few people in sight.

"Let's go, call Luna and let's go!"

Yin Mo wiped a handful of dew from his face, and gently jumped down the fifth floor and ran towards the Gate of the Hanging Heaven.

Although it will still be three or four o'clock in the morning, the vicinity of Fancheng's Heavenly Gate is still very lively. The outsiders who got the news were busy entering the gate of the sky to find adventures.

The people in Fan Cheng who had already entered the Little Heavens World once had no passion. It's all purple and hazy, and you can't see anything.

I didn't dare to go far again, and I didn't know how many people I got lost in it yesterday.

Many of his relatives and friends had already made trouble at the City Lord's Mansion, making Wang Qidao anxious. What can he do, the little heavenly fragments are completely out of control.

"There is a risk in entering, and life and death are safe and destined!"

Next to the gate of the hanging sky, Wang Qidao asked people to drive a sign to stand here overnight.

By the time Inkmo reached the Gate of the Heavens, Luna had already caught up with her.

Luna didn't complain about entering the gate of heaven in the middle of the night. With a face that matched the cold mist at the moment, he nodded towards Yinmo.

"Let's go!"

Regardless of the hesitation of the people who wandered at the Gate of the Heavens, Yin Mo took Luna and stepped into the Little Heavenly Fragment with him.

In one night, the purple mist in the small heavenly world became thicker. It had reached the point where it was almost solidifying, but Black Thunder didn't seem to think of the idea of stopping at all.

With the scale guidance given by Black Thunder, the two of them came to the Nine Heavens where Black Thunder was located again.

On the fifth day, Black Thunder was wearing a big black eye. Pulling his tongue, his whole body has turned into a dragon and collapsed on the ground.

The dragon scales glowed with a dark red glow, and they appeared extremely gray.

"Ah, why are you here?"

Seeing Inmo and Luna, Black Ray struggled to get up from the ground, but tried several times but couldn't.

"Alas, disgrace!"

With a faint sigh, Black Thunder turned into a human form again, and then he barely stood up from the ground.

"What's going on with you?"

The black thunder that had regained his human form was even more miserable, and his face was blue and purple. The arm was broken and hung in front of him.

If it weren't for the golden ball, Black Thunder would have fallen to the ground again.

"It's hard to put into words, this Fifth Heaven Golden World is simply evil, his grandmother's!"

Hei Lei waved his hand at Yin Mo with a look at me who was fine, I'm fine, don't care about me.

"You're going to fight that hall?"

Yin Mo saw that Hei Lei didn't have a big sense of crisis except for being injured, and ruled out the part where someone had discovered Hei Lei's plan, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Eight times, I tossed with that guy eight times in one night. ”

Black Thunder gasped and lay on the golden ball, muttering a little powerlessly.

Luna's face was puzzled, although the main hall of the golden world looked big, it was not so strong. Yesterday Black Thunder called them out, and Luna actually wanted to refute them.

"You can't fight it outside the hall, it can summon the whole world of gold matter infinitely. It can't be killed at all, unless the golden world is gone, otherwise it is an undying existence!"

Yin Mo looked at Hei Lei, who seemed to have suffered a loss, and glanced at him with some sympathy.

Thinking about it all night, Hei Lei was not idle, testing methods over and over again.