"You don't know how beautiful the meteor shower is tonight, I found out that I haven't seen you for a long time, and I suddenly feel that the meteor shower is not so beautiful anymore"

Yang Xiaofu sat alone in front of the Yaotai mirror, a little hesitant and entangled. Just sullenly watching the starry sky.

"You once told me that you wanted to make the world full of peach blossoms for me, and now the world is still full of peach blossoms, but now I can't find you in front of the Yaotai mirror......"

"You threw away your soul in exchange for darkness, long wind, I don't need you to do this for me, I don't want it, why do you suffer......"

Yang Xiaofu's crystal tears kept spilling, and his voice changed from some longing, to some self-blame, and finally with desolation.

That night, she sat in front of the Yaotai mirror, looking at the mountains and rivers. Thinking about it, he looked at him worriedly as if he had fallen into a demon, one person and one sword were entwined with evil qi, slaughtering tens of thousands of people in Qingfeng City......

With the continuous recovery and elevation of the aura in the world. The physique of the original ordinary cultivator was constantly strengthened and improved, and finally broke the bottleneck of the previous martial arts.

As the body absorbs the aura between heaven and earth, the sea of qi continues to forge ahead, and the higher the achievement, the higher the cultivation ability.

With the number of cultivators increasing, this world has become quite like the isolated Wind City three years ago, with the appearance of martial arts as respect.

Located at the junction of Xijing and Nanyue, Suifeng City, with the shattering of the protective array that isolated the outside world, more and more outsiders are rushing to explore.

A young girl with a sword on her back and her three masters, dressed in a pale blue dress, followed the instructions of the letters he left behind, and came to follow the footsteps he had left behind.

In the past three years, this Yan Xi, who has survived many dark nights and wet his eyes many times, Princess Yan has rushed to the direction of Windy City with her three masters early in the morning, and finally came to the only street in Suifeng City at noon.

Near noon, although the bustling streets are full of people from the rivers and lakes, most of them are from other places to play and observe. The group asked many tourists, but no one could know the old man named Suicheng.

"Princess, there is a big pharmacy here, it should be opened by the locals of Suifeng City, you wait here first, I'll go over and ask about the situation first" Among the four people in the group, Huo Jiafeng, who was relatively eloquent, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said breathlessly.

This large-scale pharmacy hangs the signboard of "Zhang Ji Herbal Shop" with five large bronzing characters, which shines golden under the sun at noon.

Huo Jiafeng raised his head and looked at the signboard of "Zhang Ji Herbal Herb Shop", thought about his year's fortune, and sighed to himself, "This kind of generosity is really magnanimous."

If Huo Jiafeng knew that three years ago, he was still carrying two big baskets on his shoulders, where there were fights, injuries in martial arts, or something, he would have worked hard and ran to sell his own herbs, he would definitely be crazy.

Since three years ago, a handsome boy who strayed into this place was scolded as "Erlengzi" by Zhang Yumin, who often went up the mountain to collect and sell medicines, Zhang Yumin, who got up early and was greedy for darkness and honestly handed over a small herbal medicine shop, became the big boss of this "Zhang Ji Herbal Medicine Shop".

"Hello, do you know an old man named "Suicheng" in this Suifeng City?" Huo Jiafeng walked to the counter of Zhang Ji's herbal medicine shop, found a random guy, and asked very politely.

"Suicheng, I don't know, are you famous?"

The middle-aged man who was standing beside Huo Jiafeng, who was busy with herbs, stopped what he was doing, tilted his head, looked up at him, and replied casually.

"Suicheng?"

"......Whatever you do"

The middle-aged man felt that something was wrong, after all, people needed help to find someone, and he was embarrassed to refuse, so he raised his head again and looked at Huo Jiafeng, paused for a moment, and blinked several times. The middle-aged man muttered the word Suicheng several times, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly raised his hand, clenched his small fist, and knocked his head hard several times.

"Boundarykeeper...... With the uncle, with the uncle, the little one who doesn't know is not guilty, and the one who doesn't know is not guilty......"

After the middle-aged man finished knocking his head, he regretted his disrespectful words a little, and then slapped himself a few small mouths.

The one who was busy matching herbs was Zhang Yumin, the big boss of the herb shop. Originally, there were dozens of herbal medicine shops large and small in Windy City, and there has always been healthy competition. Ever since he was smashed by the city lord Chen Changfeng who fell from the sky, the herbal medicine shop business in Suifeng City has become his family's monopoly. It is like a dragon that turns into a dragon as soon as it enters the sea.

(Sleepy, sleeping, thinking lately, no state.) ）.