787 Moonlit Nights

He can achieve the position of the city lord, and there are naturally not a few people who fight in his life, but when he hears that Du Tong and his children say that the wind is clear, compared to him, what is his own point?

This...... There is no comparison at all, even if he is a city lord, the evil aura on his body is not as strong as the wind.

Not only did he break through the second prison, but he escaped under the peerless pressure of the White Rhino Cave Lord, and what was even more terrifying was that the aura emitted by the White Rhino Cave Lord was close to the late stage of the Demon King. ”

The young man trembled, and the appearance of the wind at that time still appeared clearly in front of him, and he was so fragile that he was so strong that he almost ran out of oil and the lamp was dry.

"In this way, we have to keep this person, if we add me to the west gate, the strength will naturally more than double. The city lord frowned, and immediately waved his hand to give the order to evict the guests.

For a while, the originally lively hall left the young man and the two of him, and the rest of the people were either hidden in the void, or they turned into Changhong and disappeared in place.

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In the mansion, Feng Qingyang sat cross-legged on the bed, and beside him, there was a beautiful woman lying flat, she was still wrapped in his robe, and her breath was long, steady and peaceful.

There was a flash of light in her half-open eyes, and when she looked at it, she almost thought that she had woken up, but Feng Qingyang, who had been in contact with her for a long time, knew that this was just a superficial phenomenon.

"It doesn't matter who you are, but I saved you, then you owe me a favor. Feng Qingyang whispered, regardless of whether she heard it on the bed or not, and then got up and picked up the quilt to cover her body.

And he walked aside, this room is not big, but the interior space is quite spacious, spotless, no human room is as delicate as the human room, but there is a kind of primitive roughness.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, facing the door, a transparent prohibition was planted between the waves, not that he was too relieved, but that he was in a strange place, and there was nothing wrong with being careful.

"The bones are shattered, and there is still a percentage of mana. He smiled bitterly, but his heart was almost bleeding, and he sighed that he was seriously injured again, but how did he know that it was a blessing to be able to come out of the hands of the white rhino alive.

You must know that his cultivation is close to the late stage of the Demon King, that kind of realm, as long as he is one step closer, he can step into the half-step Great Sage's existence.

There is no day and night in the wasteland of exile, but in this city, there is no such strange phenomenon, spring, summer, autumn and winter, day and night, there are still zài.

Just like at this moment, the night is getting thicker, the bright moon is in the sky, and the cold light falls from the sky like a waterfall, through the window next to the door, directly on the wind Qingyang.

At that moment, he suddenly let out a soothing sound, zombies belong to yin, and there is a moon worship, this moonlight is naturally a good tonic compared to aura.

Urging the force, he opened the storage ring at the same time, and checked his collection, but fortunately, he usually fought more, so he collected countless spirit stones and elixirs.

At this moment, he glanced at the miscellaneous bird that was still asleep on his shoulder, and sighed secretly, how good it would be if it was awake, this mysterious bald bird, who would have thought that he would be the legendary Kong Xuan Shengzun? Even if it didn't even know it.

Immediately raised his head and swallowed all the things in the storage ring that could be restored, anyway, he had the bloodline of the corpse king and the Taiyin True Scripture.

These two great storage zài can naturally quickly refine the elixir that enters the body, and they are not afraid of exploding and dying, after all, they can quickly refine it, and at the same time transform it into mana to give back to Feng Qingyang.

As the night passed, the scars on his body gradually healed, at least there was no change in his appearance, there was a soft aura on his body, extremely feminine, like moonlight, but it was full of mystery, like a whirlpool, as long as he paid attention to it, he would not be able to extricate himself.

Changed into a clean white robe, tied his messy long hair back indiscriminately, nodded with satisfaction, after a night's rest, although he did not restore his cultivation to the peak, but the current mana was enough for him to continue to go towards the Western Pole Holy City.

Get up, raise your head and look at the world outside the window, the moonlight is not there, there is a hazy white, that is a sign of the moonset and sunrise, and at this time, it is the moment when Haoyue and Haoyang exist at the same time.

Sure enough, it was not long before the clouds in the sky rolled, and there seemed to be a strong wind in the sky, and when the wind flashed, the clouds disappeared, replaced by a round of undazzling sun, and the bright moon that was about to retreat.

This scene, if you climb a high mountain to watch, you will inevitably feel that this is a fairyland on earth, if you are accompanied by a beautiful woman, it is naturally wonderful.

The bright moon and the bright sun appear at the same time, and only at this moment, or in the evening, when the sun sets and the moon rises, there is an alternation once a day, but there are two intersections.

Their change has day and night, but it is their change that will make the beautiful scenery appear twice a day, standing by the window with a clear wind, looking at the sky in a daze.

One red and one white, like the eyes of the heavenly dome, looking down on the earth below, controlling all the creatures on the earth, for a moment, he couldn't help but have a sense of the vastness of the world.

"When will we be able to truly reach the top?" he said softly, and the first thing that came to mind was not anything else, but his mission, the fate of the zombie race.

Soon, a picture of the past came to mind, the winning battle since his debut and Liu Ruchen, and the zombie king who used Qi Tian's magic on him.

It's like a movie, after filtering other things, it appears deeply in the brain, and the past is unbearable, but when you look back, you will feel a touch of vicissitudes.

The fate of the zombie clan may not be so earth-shattering, but there is no one before or since, especially after he was born, the qiē he experienced and the fog he gradually perceived, made him a little dazed.

"Why do the four ancient gods turn against each other, I belong to the first lineage of Qianzun, Xiaozhu belongs to the first lineage of Nuwa, where are the remaining two Dao Sects?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he felt, almost out of breath, and for a moment of distraction, he suddenly felt that someone was coming from outside the mansion, he put away his mind, buried the complexity and memories on his face deep in his heart, and replaced it with a mask-like smile.

At the moment when he waved his hand to remove the ban, the man's breath gradually narrowed, and he came here almost at the same moment, standing outside the door, looking melancholy ahead.