The autumn rain is still mixed with thunder and tragedy.

Qi Fangque was pierced through the abdomen with a steel knife and nailed to the column. Blood spilled from the waist and abdomen, soaked through the clothes, and dripped down the steel knife. He endured the severe pain and wiped the blood stains from the steel knife, for fear that the blood would pollute the marble floor of Yufu.

But no matter how he struggled, the blood did not stop, it still flowed, and he looked at his hands full of blood and covered his mouth in pain.

He was about to cry out, it was too painful, the pain of the steel knife piercing the abdomen, when had he ever suffered. He is a scholar, a scholar who can show off his talents, and he has read the books of sages all his life, when has he suffered so much.

Can't scream, can't cry, Master Yu is watching from the side, he can't act like a coward. From the moment he entered the gate of Yufu, he had enlightenment.

There was a surge in his eyes, but he used his blood-red hands to pull an arc at the corners of his mouth.

The donation of blood made two marks at the corners of his mouth, like a smiling face.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha,......" he laughed word by word, and that dry and crazy smile, like a disease, raged in the city of Getan.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha......" The same laughter came from outside the house, and a strange man wearing a smiley mask walked into the Yufu guest hall step by step, but no one stopped him.

This is Yufu, and it has never been a place where Xiao Xiao of the rivers and lakes is wanton. Behind the masked man, followed by a group of guards armed with steel knives, all of them were the guardians of the Yu Mansion, and a group of people were soaked in the autumn rain and thunder curtain, and their hair was also stuck to their faces, looking very embarrassed.

In the guest hall, Yu Li and the two sons are beautifully dressed and personable, which is in stark contrast to the people outside the house.

Xi Ming looked at Qi Fangque and laughed sharply: "I like you." ”

When Yu Li saw the fate of the play, his face was gloomy, and it was even more piercing than this autumn wind: "My Yu Li's home, now anyone can really come and go." ”

Xi Ming turned his head and glanced at Yu Li, and said, "What kind of bullshit are you?"

In the small courtyard on the outskirts of Getan City, the little brother trembled suddenly, but in the next second, his head hit the stone wall, and the dull pain came clearly.

"This ......" he looked at the familiar picture in front of him, his mind full of doubts.

This is his room, he is here, and he has lived with Young Master Bai for five years.

But he clearly remembered that in the last second, he was still struggling in the sword light of the Yufu Nursing Courtyard.

"Did you get it?" Young Master Bai's voice appeared in his ears, and the little brother was at a loss for a moment.

"Did you get it?" the same words, word for word, sounded in my ears again.

The younger brother finally remembered that he was sent to Yu Mansion for the task, and his cuffs flicked, revealing a seal, which was the seal that Yu Li carried with him.

When he was dealing with the guards of the Yu Mansion, he felt the seal from Yu Li's body.

"What's going on?" the younger brother asked, such a strange scene, teleported more than ten miles in an instant, and he couldn't understand what was happening at all.

At this moment, the sound of thunder exploded, and Young Master Bai looked back at the sky.

In the sky beyond the reach of the eyes, above the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, a cyan dragon almost the same length as the sky, standing tall and tall.

Opposite the green dragon, the white tiger that covered the sky roared, and every sound caused a burst of thunder.

The earth on earth is round, and the weather in all seasons is different, but today, the whole world is facing this thunderstorm.

In the narrow alley behind a college in Getan City, a young man hugged his knees and endured the pain on his back.

Around him, several young men a few years younger than him, but a little stronger than him, were punching and kicking him.

This place is called the human world.

And outside of the human world, there is a shape similar to it, and people also live on a huge blue juju, struggling to live.

The creator of the world called this place hell.

Hell is different from the human world, it is not neatly divided into eight empires, they have their own order.

In hell, there is a kingdom called the Eastern Kingdom.

To the east of the eastern country, there is an island called Dancheon.

Danchuan, October 7, Walking Street.

This is the oldest night market in a small city, the city has developed, and there is a plan, so I grew up here, and finally the successful people use their enthusiasm to build their hometown, and turn a noisy and prosperous night market into a clean and tidy pedestrian street, wanting to use it as a window to face foreign tourists.

So in the dark night, the warm little red lights of condolences and loneliness gradually dimmed, Shaxian snacks became Ajisen ramen, mood Internet cafes became Wanda Cinemas, and fat barbecue became Zhou Black Duck. Dozens of small traders have become dark knights who live on patrol guards.

Nan has lived in the city for almost ten years and has never felt a sense of belonging. He grew up with the city, from ignorance to maturity and ability. It's just that the city is getting more and more prosperous, but he is like the little match girl in the fairy tale, watching lovers snuggling up to each other, watching relatives live in harmony and warmth, watching the teenagers who come and go are like-minded and talking and laughing, only he is like his name.

Saddened.

"The chengguan is here!" The big brother who let off the wind suddenly shouted, and the vendors present were in a panic, hurriedly put away the small goods on the stalls, and quickly retreated into the dark alley.

Nan Guo was already familiar with it, and he sorted out the goods without hurry, and sat down with his sister Nan Lingyu to the milk tea shop on the side of the road.

In every city, there will be a famous bubble tea shop.

It is difficult for a small city like this to have its own unique style and taste, and it is an easy way to learn from the success of others.

This is the stronghold that the Nanguo brothers and sisters specially used to avoid the chengguan, every time they set up a stall, they come here to order a cup of milk tea, and the enthusiastic proprietress also slowly got acquainted with them, allowing them to hide here.

"Next time, don't come, your classmates will see how shameless you are. Nan Guo bought a cup of hot milk tea for Nan Lingyu, and quietly complained in his heart, why did the price increase go up again......

"My classmates saw it, maybe for the sake of the face of their acquaintances, they would buy two more. Brother, didn't you notice that business was better than usual when I was here? "Nan Lingyu is fifteen years old this year, and her childishness will not be taken off, taking advantage of her youth, and she is dazzling enough without makeup. Usually in school, there are many boys who secretly compete for her, and they are more bold to confess positively, and she cheerfully refuses with jokes. The life of suffering has given her a maturity far beyond her years. So whether it is classmates or relatives and friends, it has a pretty good reputation. There is such a beautiful girl shouting desperately, and it is no wonder that business is not good.

"Yes, it is estimated that in a few days, the night market goddess Nan Lingyu or something will start to circulate on the Internet. Nan Guo touched Lingyu's head, and when he saw her drink a small sip of milk tea, he handed it over.

"It's so sweet! I'm losing weight, you still buy me such a sweet! Punish you for drinking it all!" Lingyu looked wronged, frowning lightly, coquettish and lovely, the owner of the bubble tea shop even stopped shaking the cup, and smiled at the two bickering.

Girls of this age don't know how to dress up yet, either they are plain or too enchanting, and the pure charm of Nan Lingyu, who purely relies on exquisite facial features, is now becoming more and more rare.