The moonlight was faint and cold, pouring coldly on the earth, and everything in the world was dyed with a layer of coldness and sadness.

Falling leaves, whining in the breeze, leaving the beauty alone and not sleeping all night, but how can Mo Fan on the other side fall asleep?

The night is silent, just like this, the beauty has not slept, dyed with white frost!

The moonlight dissipated, a touch of clarity in the early morning appeared, and the night dispersed, waking up those who did not want to wake up.

"Brother Mo Fan, get up, the old ghost grandfather said it's time for us to go. Zhao Xiaojin's sweet voice sounded, and the door creaked open.

Zhao Xiaojin just opened the door and found Mo Fan sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze: "Hey, Brother Mo Fan, you got up so early?"

"Where are you going? The old ghost is not attending the wedding?"

Mo Fan came back to his senses, and said in a hoarse voice, his throat was as uncomfortable as a fire, and it was extremely dry.

"You don't have to attend the wedding, everything that should be done on this trip has been done, there is no need to stay anymore, I said before, your destination is not Liuyun City, it is Beacon City, you will find me in the future, come to Xianyuan to find me." ”

The voice of the old ghost of the immortal was getting farther and farther away, and it gradually became unclear after the last moment.

"Xianyuan?"

Mo Fan was suddenly shocked, this seemingly sloppy and swaggering old guy actually ran out of the immortal abyss!

Xianyuan, that place full of secrets, more than 300 years ago, immortals flocked out of Xianyuan.

However, in the past three hundred years, I have never heard of any more immortals coming out of Xianyuan, and no one can go back.

"Brother Mo Fan, did you write this?"

Zhao Xiaojin saw that there was a white paper full of words on the table in front of Mo Fan's window, and the ink had not dried, obviously not long after he had just written, Zhao Xiaojin picked it up and looked at it curiously.

Gently read it out: "Ignorant first acquaintance, affection is connected." It's a long time, but it's only a few months. A song of soft chanting, every bit into the heart. At the beginning of the dream, the sweetness was in the heart, and the dream ended up, and the pain was painful. ”

Word by word, falling in Mo Fan's ears, as loud as the thunder of the nine heavens, this is the fall of a love affair, and the last spark is also extinguished, short but can not be forgotten.

Sweet as a spring, until now I wake up from a dream, and it hurts to the bone marrow.

"Brother Mo Fan, you still love Sister Swift, don't you? But why did you make me do that yesterday?"

Zhao Xiaojin tilted his head and looked at Mo Fan puzzled, since they like it, they should be together, but why do they want to stimulate each other like this, is that layer of window paper so difficult to pierce?

"You're still young, you don't understand, let's go, let's go on the road. ”

Mo Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head, at least this way, it would allow her to be with others with peace of mind, even if she hated herself.

At the beginning, he thought about robbing his relatives, even if he was desperate, but when he faced the reality soberly, he understood, what if he snatched it?

She doesn't even have the ability to protect herself, how can she protect her? What can she give her? Liu duckweed is right, even if he gives himself ten years, he can't do it.

Then you have to prove that you don't need ten years at all!

However, after success, who is still by their side and shares the joy with themselves?

"Hmph, no matter you, I'm not young, I always say I'm small, I just don't understand, you tell me that I don't understand. ”

Zhao Xiaojin watched Mo Fan fall into a sluggish state again, snorted lightly, stomped his feet and walked out.

"If I could think as simply as you do, then I would be able to live happily. ”

Mo Fan looked at the innocent Zhao Xiaojin and couldn't help but smile bitterly, he thought a lot more than people of his age, and he could avoid a lot, but he also gained more troubles.

When firecrackers and gongs and drums rang out, a colorful streamer rose from Liuyun City and flew towards the west.

August 28, 1407 in the Central Plains calendar, the future Immortal Emperor Training Day.

Mo Fan sat on the peacock feather, glanced at Liuyun City with nostalgia, his lips moved, and he said a silent word.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, are you from that immortal sect, how can you know that immortal old ghost, and what are we going to Beacon City for this time?"

All Mo Fan's hopes of going down the mountain this time were wiped out in Liuyun City, and Mo Feng also went where he should go, but where should he go?

"Huh, Brother Mo Fan, you don't know anything?"

Zhao Xiaojin opened his mouth wide and looked at Mo Fan with wide eyes and stunned.

Mo Fan shook his head, should he know the Dao? The immortal old ghost had never told him, and he and the immortal old ghost were only one side, and the ghost knew if what he said was true.

After listening to Zhao Xiaojin's story, Mo Fan understood that Zhao Xiaojin was the eldest disciple of the Yuluo Fanchen Pavilion and the personal disciple of the pavilion master.

Yuluo Fanchen Pavilion is located in the center of the Central Plains Continent, and is a well-known representative of the second-rate immortal gate, second only to the first-class immortal gate, and the strength of the pavilion master is unfathomable.

Although Zhao Xiaojin is young, he has good strength, and he was sent to Beacon City to practice, and each immortal gate will arrange the most potential disciples in the door to go to the Beacon City for training every three years, and the place of experience is Beacon City.

In other words, he, Mo Fan and Mo Feng, directly knocked out the other disciples and obtained the quota for training.

As for the relationship between Zhao Xiaojin and the immortal ghost, Zhao Xiaojin can't say it, he has only met a few times, and the others are arranged by the pavilion master.

Mo Fan listened to the black lines on his forehead, looking at the relationship between this girl and the immortal old ghost, he thought he was familiar with it, but he didn't expect that it was the same as himself, and it was basically a one-sided relationship, even if this girl was innocent, she was so nervous, and she looked like everyone was a good person......

I don't know how Lu Dao was taken by the old ghost of the immortal, but fortunately, he teamed up with himself to go to Beacon City, if he had a bad intention, I am afraid that this girl would be murdered.

Beacon City, the city is not very big, with a radius of five miles, but there are basically elite disciples of the entire continent's immortal sect gathered here, as well as some idle cultivators, and there is not a single ordinary person in it.

However, the scope of the Beacon City is very broad, within a radius of more than two hundred miles, all of them are under the jurisdiction of the Beacon City, within the scope of more than two hundred miles, there are forests, swamps, jungles, abysses, canyons, underground caves, these are extremely dangerous places, and they are also the best choice for training.

Poisonous insects and beasts emerge in an endless stream, of course, there will be no shortage of natural and earthly treasures, and in these ranges, once you encounter a treasure, it is common for teammates to compete or be assassinated by other cultivators.

Beyond these ranges, there is an endless desert, stretching endlessly, the wind and sand are all over the sky, ordinary people can't set foot in it, even cultivators don't dare to trespass at will, it's a rare no-man's land.

"I didn't expect that this place is really good, I can meet many elite disciples of other immortal sects, and I can also understand the situation of the immortal sect in the Central Plains Continent. ”

Mo Fan stretched his waist, and was also full of expectations for Beacon City, what kind of place is this that can attract so many cultivators to go, and also let the Immortal Sect let them go with confidence.

"It's not as simple as you think, the legend here is that a thousand-year-old city was buried, and many immortals who came out of the immortal abyss came here to look for it, but most of them were buried here, so it attracted so many people to come here, even if you can't find the thousand-year-old city, find the things on the bones of the immortals buried here, it is worth the trip. ”

Zhao Xiaojin pursed his lips, if it was really that little bit of heaven and earth treasure, it would be impossible to attract the attention of so many immortals.

Mo Fan was slightly stunned, the thousand-year-old city? Even the immortals who rushed out three hundred years ago were interested, what was this ancient city for? What is the reason for the establishment of it, and even the immortals are buried here, how powerful does this existence have to be to be able to do it?

"There used to be a legend that in the desert, there was a very prosperous country, but the most disappeared later, and finally this beacon city, this lonely city, there is no historical record of that prosperous country, and no one has seen it, so it is also a story to listen to, as a legend to see. ”

"I didn't expect you little girl to know a lot. ”

Mo Fan looked at Zhao Xiaojin funny, this girl knows a lot in this regard, these are things he has never known, and his horizons have suddenly broadened a lot.

However, Mo Fan guessed that if that prosperous country really existed, then it should be buried under the yellow sand, but there was no historical record at all, which made people feel weird.

"That's natural, our Yuluo Fanchen Pavilion is located in the center of the Central Plains, and some cultural and historical materials are naturally not less, and the pavilion master also pays attention to this aspect, and strives to study the secrets of the Central Plains dynasties, as well as the situation around the Central Plains Continent. Hey, look, there's Beacon City ahead!"

As he spoke, Zhao Xiaojin suddenly noticed the wolf smoke rising into the sky in front of him, and immediately pointed to the front and said to Mo Fan.

"There's a war ahead?"

Mo Fan looked at the sky above the city, there were no other cities around this Beacon City, how could there be a war?

The name of the Beacon City is because of these beacon wolf smoke, on the city wall, there is wolf smoke all year round, I don't know where the road came from, but it can't be extinguished, so the original name of this city is unknown, but the name of Beacon City is known to the entire continent. ”

Mo Fan landed with Zhao Xiaojin, Zhao Xiaojin waved his hand, and after the colorful peacock feather became smaller, it was gently pinned on her shoulder, adding a little more color to her beauty.

As soon as he landed at the city gate, Mo Fan found a very strange woman, with her back against the city wall, a long fiery red skirt that stood out in the crowd, holding a whip glowing with cold light in her hand, and her face was cold.

Beside the woman, there were two others, one of them, Mo Fan, was slightly stunned when he saw it, it was Sun Wen! The other was idly holding the grass roots, holding shoes and shooting ants, just like Sun Wen, dressed in green clothes and holding a long sword in his hand, but the faces of these three people were stained with a lot of wind and dust.

Just after seeing Mo Fan and the others coming, the woman in the fiery red dress raised the whip in her hand and said to the two people next to her, "The person who is waiting has arrived." ”

In Mo Fan's stunned gaze, the three of them walked towards them.

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