"Success or failure is to be judged by future generations, and the result is always unknown. ”

"Light City?"

"Well, where we're going. Feng Qingmo replied nonchalantly.

"Didn't you say you were going to the Ni River?"

"Lie to him. Feng Qingmo stretched his waist and began to walk east.

The existence of the Light Shadow City has been hundreds of years, since the slaughter of the city and the rebirth, the city seems to have disappeared, the city is still there, but the city of Light and Shadow City Lord Ying Hui led all the shadow soldiers to disappear overnight, and the Light and Shadow City is only left with an empty city, but after a long time, no one dares to commit it again.

It is rumored that Shadow Radiance went to the Holy Land to recuperate after the Great War, and it is also rumored that Shadow Hui was tired of the war and stayed away from the world and retreated to the mountain streams. The most expressive thing is not where General Shadow Hui went, but what makes more people in the world concerned is who slaughtered the Light Shadow City back then, how the Shadow Soldiers were trained, and what the long-circulated Light and Shadow Artifact in the Light Shadow City looks like.

Jianghu painter Liu Ziqian once painted a picture scroll of light and shadow, which recorded the combination of light and shadow of Yin Hong, and the whole picture scroll was only red and black, but the beauty of the light and shadow city and the bloody performance of the war were vividly and vividly, and Liu Ziqian was also named Liu Ghost Hand.

After Liu Guishou finished painting this heirloom work, he disappeared into the world, no one saw his trace again, and after another year, the painting scroll did not know where to go.

At this time, the Demon Realm was like the Light and Shadow City back then, half of the sky was stained with blood, half of the supporting jade pillars were cut off, corpses and bones were everywhere, and the soil was also soaked in blood red. There is no longer light in the sky of the demon world, only the red and bloody "sunset".

"The Demon Realm has become like this. "The man in white standing on the pillar of heaven was alone, like a spectator, staring at the demon world.

She tilted her head slightly, stretched out her hand, a trace of smoke and dust stayed in her hand, she turned away, turning into a white light, this earthly world has nothing to do with her, after all.

She lost her piano, she lost her heart, and even her memory was incomplete, and she could remember that there were not many things that were not too little, and she could not find them and could not fill the taste of loss.

Everything is empty.

The light and shadow city is also empty, there are only ruins and cliffs everywhere, and you can't even see the appearance of a city, yellow sand is everywhere, and the fine dust and yellow sand flying in the sky cover the sight and enter the mouth and nose.

"This city of light and shadow is clearly a dead city. Luo Zhu covered his mouth and nose and walked forward with difficulty.

Feng Qingmo was also a little surprised, "I didn't expect the rumored Light Shadow City to become such a scene." ”

The rumored light and shadow city is magnificent, full of flowers, winding rivers and mountains coiled continuously, the city is even more prosperous, business travelers, pedestrians are endless, and it has become a famous place to stop and sightsee.

The most important thing is that the light and shadow city is famous for its public security, and there has been no homicide in a hundred years, not even theft.

The center is at the foot of Luozhu and them, and it is also the base of the city lord of Light and Shadow City.

"Although this place is weathered and dilapidated, if you look closely, you can still feel the grandeur of the past. Luo Zhu stood in this yellow sand, and there was a kind of vastness.

A radius of 100 miles, yellow sand everywhere.

There is this sentence on the signboard of Shilipu, warning the world not to easily step into the light and shadow city, which has become a pinch of yellow sand over time.

The storyteller had made a good posture in Shilipu, and the curtain was pulled up, and four young people came in.

"You just said that the Light Shadow City has turned into a puddle of yellow sand, but are you serious?" Feng Qingmo asked.

The storyteller replied with a smile: "Young man, you have just come down from the mountain to practice, right? The legend of the light and shadow city on the rivers and lakes is very legendary! ”

Listening to the storyteller's sighing tone, Feng Qingmo was amused, beckoned Xiao Er to serve a pot of good wine, and also sat aside and quietly listened to the storyteller's storytelling.

Luo Zhu awkwardly touched the fake beard under his nose, and he didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in this gourd, so he had to come to this ten-mile shop.

Feng Qingmo said a few words to Xuan Ran, Xuan Ran nodded, and walked towards the door.

"What happened to Xuan Ran?" Luo Zhu asked.

Feng Qingmo poured some tea into the cup and smiled without saying a word.

A few people suddenly came in outside the door, the brim of their hats was pressed low, the saber in their arms was a little dazzling, and they could clearly smell a trace of blood.

A sharp sword was directly placed on the storyteller's neck, and the blade was about to cut through the skin, and the cold touch hit, and the storyteller hurriedly told him, "Small business, you uncles just take it if you fancy something." ”

Some yellow sand rolled in at the door, and a woman in purple stepped in, the eyeshadow in the corners of her eyes was as bright as the color of her clothes, and it was Qi Xianwan's subordinate.

"Where is Ghost Liu's hand?" The woman in purple glanced at the listeners gathered next to the storyteller, and then her gaze swept to Luo Zhu's side.

"Ghost Liu can't come out today, you all will be buried in this light and shadow city!"

Feng Qingmo couldn't help laughing, even with a bit of ridicule and arrogance, but his folding fan never took it out.

"Ghost Liu's hand is right in front of your eyes, it's just that your rouge powder is too thick to cover your eyes. ”

"Who dares to make a mistake on my territory!" Suddenly a strong wind blew outside, and the yellow sand inside the house also fascinated the eyes.

The woman in purple took out her long sword and prepared to meet the enemy, but the wind and sand gradually decreased, and people didn't know where to go.

The woman in purple frowned, and when she looked back at her subordinates, they all fell to the ground, and she didn't even have time to let out a groan of pain.

"Want to go?" Feng Qingmo slowly blocked the door, "Didn't you come to find Ghost Liu?" ”

The woman in purple looked at him in the direction, the storyteller's face was very solemn, and the listeners next to him all turned into yellow sand little by little, falling to the ground, and after a while, the house, tables and chairs all became yellow sand, and the hundred miles of yellow sand were integrated.

The storyteller also slowly became a pinch of yellow sand, and the woman in purple was surprised, Feng Qingmo ended her with a folding fan, isn't this kind of coming to the Light Shadow City to die.

"Xuan Ran!" Feng Qingmo shouted, but no one answered.

After a long time, a muffled snort came out from underground, Childe, I came back, Xuan Ran came out of the ground, holding a rag in his hand.

"Childe, let him run away. When Xuan Ran handed the rag to Feng Qingmo, Feng Qingmo avoided it, stretched out a folding fan and knocked him on the head, "You, you, why did you arrest someone but was caught by someone." ”

Xuan Ran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became a storyteller again, the storyteller looked at Feng Qingmo and asked, "I don't know what the honorable guest is doing in my light and shadow city?"

"Borrow a treasure. ”

"I don't borrow. ”

"I haven't said what it is. ”

"Borrow nothing. Liu Ghost simply sat down, looking like he didn't have a life-threatening posture to ask for money.

Luo Zhu couldn't hold back a smile, it was the first time she had seen Feng Qingmo eating deflated by someone else.

"How about exchanging a secret in the next place?" Feng Qingmo asked tentatively, Liu Ghost was silent, Feng Qingmo raised his hand and handed him a bag, the dark green purse was very small and delicate, but Liu Ghost did not answer it for a long time.

Just when he thought that Liu Ghost didn't appreciate it, he gave in, "What do you want to borrow." ”

Feng Qingmo bowed deeply and said, "White Flame Jade." ”

Liu Ghost nodded, accepted the bag, and left with a solemn face.

The ten-mile shop in the yellow sand is still there, and the storyteller is afraid that there will be no more.