As soon as Wang Meng returned to the Bai family compound, the sky changed abruptly, and a heavy rain suddenly came.

The bustling streets of Wangcheng were cleared up at once, and the small vendors everywhere cleaned up their belongings and disappeared into the streets at an incredible speed.

Wangcheng is not a thousand-year-old city, but a big city built in the past hundred years, unlike the other seven major cities with a long cultural heritage is her weakness, too new, but this is also her advantage, the underground of Wangcheng, there are amazing drainage sewers, which are all measured and designed by the master of the Artifact Pavilion, no matter how heavy the rain falls, there are not a few places of water on the streets of Wangcheng.

This is a very thankful thing for the homeless.

In a ruined temple, Wan'er looked at the sky, a little dazed.

There is no home for the 621 Netherworld Sect (asking for a monthly ticket).

Her mother was the maid of the Jiang family, and was later married to a monk who worked for the Jiang family, so Wan'er has been a free person since she was a child.

However, in a vendetta, Wan'er's parents died, without parents, Wan'er, who grew up in Jiang's family and was educated by the Jiang family, after leaving the Jiang family, even if she was free, Wan'er could not find her home, and could only live in this dilapidated temple where no one was.

Home is both a constraint and a belonging.

Only the main hall of the broken temple is still intact, and the rest of the wings have traces of fire, perhaps when the fire was in trouble, all the ascetics died in the temple, so that no one repaired the temple.

The main hall is dedicated to a statue of a god, the face is blurred, the gods who have shown miracles from time to time in this world have disappeared, for thousands of years, have not appeared again, the temple has long since declined, and even thousands of years ago, before the miracles disappeared, the most devout believers of the gods, have forgotten the appearance of the gods, about the portraits of the gods, sculptures, statues, also on the same day, the faces disintegrated, the portraits, the sculptures shattered, the faces of the gods seemed to be distorted by spells, and became indistinguishable.

Wan'er thought about the fate of the ascetics, perhaps, the ascetics in this temple of the God 621 Netherworld Sect (asking for a monthly ticket) were the last believers of this god.

Even if she doesn't have a home, Wan'er cares about others gently, and what she cares about most is Young Master Wang...... Wang Meng.

She doesn't regret it, although she was kicked out of the Jiang family by Miss because of Wang Meng, she doesn't blame Miss, Wan'er has always known that she shouldn't like the young master, she knows that she is not worthy, but she can't control it, this is probably God's punishment for herself.

In the past two days, she has secretly gone to see Miss, and she is very worried about Miss's marriage without tears...... However, the person she peeked at the most was Wang Meng, which made no sense, just like a piece of iron attracted by a magnet, the moth's desire for light, maybe the rizi who was with Wang Meng was too happy, so that as long as she could see Wang Meng now, she would be able to forget her current situation......

Syllable.

A voice came, interrupting Wan'er's careful thoughts.

"Who?"

Wan'er was nervous.

"Ah...... I didn't expect there to be people in this temple, I'm sorry...... I just want to take shelter from the rain. ”

A gentle and soft voice came from outside, and then a young woman with a small bag on her back cautiously walked in.

Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's not my ...... here."

"Hehe, my little sister is so beautiful. ”

The young woman stroked the tips of her hair, and a half-wet strand of green silk hung down, and her pretty face was as clean as jade.

The young woman walked aside, but she quickly lit a fire with her hands and feet, took out a clean dress from her bag and changed it, and put the wet clothes on the fire to dry, before she said to Wan'er, "Isn't my little sister going home?"

Wan'er was stunned, and her home ......

"I don't know, I don't have anywhere to go back. ”

The young woman's eyes showed a hint of pity, "It turns out that she has no home, so tell me about it."

Wan'er didn't know why, so she was defenseless against this young woman, and as soon as her nose was sore, she told her own affairs one by one.

"What a pitiful little one. ”

"What about you, big sister?"

"Hehe, when I was the same age as you...... I don't have a home, but now I have a big, big family. ”

"Big family......?

Wan'er said with some fantasies.

Suddenly, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and Wan'er's face changed......

In the blink of an eye, seven people in black appeared, with a pair of white skeletons embroidered in the center of the clothes, and at this time, a lightning bolt happened, reflecting the zombie-like faces of the seven people, and Wan'er's legs were a little weak in fright.

The eyes of the seven men in black locked on the two of them, and their stiff gazes brought a little vividness.

"Hall Master, I didn't expect that there would be such goods in such a corner place, it was definitely an unexpected gain. ”

The black-clothed man at the head had a smile that was more ugly than crying, and the pupils of the skeleton in the white skeleton on his body were red.

"The best furnace can't be let go. ”

The voice was hoarse and dry, as if he had crawled out of a grave.

Wan'er gritted her teeth, Zhenyuan exploded, and rushed towards the man in black, who was born in the Jiang family, and still has a certain understanding of some demon cultivators, and it is better to die than to fall into the hands of this kind of person.

The black-clothed man led by him, slapped his hands, and a gray skull mark blasted out, Wan'er fell to the ground in a daze, and the black-clothed man smiled suspiciously, really insurrectionally, and the little girl on the second floor of the Xuanlun Realm dared to do something to them.

Just as the man in black was about to step forward, the young woman approached.

"When did the White Bone Sect start to set foot in the Great Zhou Realm. The young woman's voice was as soft as that

The black-clothed man at the head stopped and smiled darkly, "I didn't expect to meet someone who understands in this kind of place, since you know our White Bone Sect, report your name." ”

"You're not worthy. The young woman smiled, and there should be a hundred flowers in full bloom.

"Find ......"

The six White Bone Sect disciples immediately rushed forward, but they had just taken a step when they found ,...... The head remains in the air.

Puff ......

The black-clothed man led by him was shocked, "Who are you, the glimpse of light, the law of space, you are the person of the Netherworld......"

The young woman ignored the man in black, but walked towards Wan'er, and the head of the man in black also fell to the ground.

Shatter Space Spell!

The young woman picked up Wan'er and stroked Wan'er's hair gently, "Don't rely on men, don't like men, they will only make you sad, you with the five elements should have a different fate, kill all the negative people in the world for me." ”

The young woman waved her hand, and suddenly a big tree rose to the sky, and the young woman and Wan'er disappeared into the tree hole, and with a roar, the broken temple collapsed.

The Jiang family said that a few days ago, Wan'er had already returned to her hometown. The white fat man handed the dagger back to Wang Meng and said.

Wang Meng was slightly stunned, this dagger was prepared for Wan'er, and after getting along, he had already discovered that Wan'er's physique was a light five-element body, and this extremely light golden soul silver spirit dagger was more suitable for her.

It's just that I didn't expect Wan'er to leave.

The white fat man scratched his head, but he turned the topic to the Five Elements Divine Beast Sacrifice again.

In the primeval times, the human race prospered, the four directions of heaven and earth, and all races surrendered!

In order to protect the eternity of the human race, the human race has a powerful person, when the longevity is approaching, burn the last life, and write the human emperor scripture with supreme power!

Mountains are impermanent, water is impermanent, the years are long, the human race is gradually decaying, and the human emperor scripture is nowhere to be found! Even, there are very few people who know...... rq！！！