"I really don't understand that Yuan Ting and Zhao Yafu would actually listen to his opinions."
Wu Ji, a young man from Lengyue City, kept thinking to himself along the way, "Sister Hui, do you think they did it on purpose?"
Wuji is another Huangting realm on the Lengyue City side.
Although he is only at the early stage of Huang Ting Realm, his age is much younger than Han Hui.
He is only sixteen years old.
Judging from his cultivation potential, he is more outstanding than Han Hui, and his future achievements should be higher.
The Wu family is also the most powerful family in Lengyue City. Wu Ji's father is the current lord of Lengyue City - Wu Lie.
Therefore, although the leader of Leng Yuecheng's current trip is Han Hui, even Han Hui himself attaches great importance to him.
Before coming, the elders of the Han family said that they must ensure that nothing happens to Bukit.
Han Hui encountered the Fan family and Canyue City successively, and finally chose to retreat. This was also the reason.
——Wu Lie, I don’t want Wu Ji to have any accidents because of the trial in the forbidden area.
Not to mention death, he would not allow Wuji to be severely injured.
Because, Wuji is about to break through to the middle stage of Huangting Realm.
At the age of sixteen, if he can break through to the middle stage of the Huangting realm, Wu Ji may have hope of catching up with the five new moons in the empire.
"I don't know why Yuan Ting and Zhao Yafu value him."
Han Hui was also in a very depressed mood, "No matter what they or the difficulties we encountered, they just haven't encountered it yet. When they are really driven away and humiliated like us, they will understand the situation in the forbidden land."
"Only then will they know how weak their Dark Moon City is."
Wuji snorted and said in agreement: "There will definitely be such a day."
The group of people who refused to give up headed in the direction they left before, where there was a mural.
They felt that it had been a while, and those guys from Waning Moon City might have left the mural.
The mural is dead and will not move. It is impossible for the trialists of Waning Moon City to move the mural.
Those people will eventually leave.
A few hours later.
Han Hui, Wu Ji and others gradually approached there.
"Look, it's Feng Xin!"
Wu Ji suddenly stopped, pointed far away, and spoke in a low voice.
Han Hui looked sharply.
At the other end of the pit, a group of eight people entered a wide stone path and moved forward in silence.
The leading girl is Feng Xin from Waning Moon City, the one who forced them to leave and told them to get out.
"There are more people in Canyue City than just that." Han Hui looked over and frowned slightly, "Could it be that some of them have entered the stone path first?"
Wu Ji also felt strange, "I can see Feng Xin, and Feng Xin should also be able to see me. But she didn't look back and didn't care about our appearance at all."
"It's indeed a bit strange." Han Hui said suspiciously, "With Feng Xin's temperament, she will definitely make a few cold words and ridicule, which will definitely not make us happy."
They all noticed that the people in Waning Moon City did not talk to each other, but turned their backs to them and drifted away.
It should be that he moved to other deep pits and other areas.
"Go look at that mural!"
Bukit suggested.
Han Hui seconded the motion.
A moment later, a group of people from Lengyue City stood in front of the mural.
There was no one in front of the mural.
Not knowing why, they thought that the people in Waning Moon City should leave completely.
So, they all took a closer look at the wonderful murals.
It's a pity that after watching it for a long time, none of them could understand the mystery of the mural, so they had to take out their pen and ink and copy the mural.
"Sister Hui, there are a few clouds missing." Wu Ji said softly.
"What?"
"I said that in the previous murals, in addition to streams and rivers, there were also a few clouds floating in the air. But those clouds are gone now, and it doesn't look like they were cut up and taken away." Wu Ji said.
Han Hui became more and more surprised, "Perhaps the wonders contained in the murals were obtained by Feng Xin and others from Waning Moon City."
"Hey, it's a pity, it's such a pity." Wu Ji sighed, "Those guys in Darkmoon City are so arrogant that they actually think that they are stronger than us! If they say that we are weak, if they meet Feng Xin
, what kind of challenge do you have when you meet people from other cities?"
"Just wait and see, they will beg us and beg us to form an alliance." Han Hui snorted.
…
"Peng!"
Another mirage bead quietly exploded into dust.
Led by Feng Xin, the eight people from Waning Moon City would turn into dust and smoke whenever they passed by places with mirage beads before they even got close.
"Feng Xin!"
Gao Hong from Xuanyue City, leading his team, stood at the moon fragment at the bottom of the pit, frowning and screaming.
This is the place where the Fan family cleared out earlier.
After a secret confrontation between Fan Li and Yu Yuan, they quietly recovered from their injuries. After discovering that the clansmen failed to obtain the mysterious sword skills from the sword-shaped patterns of the moon fragments, they left with the clansmen.
Fan Li knew in his heart that the moment that vast, mighty, and ancient aura dissipated from heaven and earth, the opportunity would be gone.
He wasted no time and decisively chose to leave.
Then, Gao Hong and others from Xuanyue City sank down after they were far away.
I want to see if any of them are lucky enough to pick up the mistakes and understand the mystery of the sword-shaped pattern.
Although they knew clearly that this possibility was very small, they still refused to give up and wanted to try their luck.
Maybe, some people can get lucky?
Gao Hong didn't expect that they had only studied for a long time and had not gained anything yet, when they met Feng Xin from Waning Moon City again.
He and Feng Xin have an old relationship, and the two families still have some connections, so after screaming, he hurriedly said: "First come, first served! Feng Xin, you and the people from Canyue City, don't come down now. Wait for our people to finish here.
, you can bring people from Waning Moon City here for further details."
He didn't say he didn't allow it, he just asked Feng Xin to wait for a while.
Unfortunately, Feng Xin, who was walking down the stone steps, turned a deaf ear to his words.
Gao Hong looked unhappy, "Feng Xin, what do you mean?"
Feng Xin didn't look at him at all. When it fell, she was just observing the moon fragment and the sword-shaped patterns on it.
In the depths of her black pupils, there was a green shimmer, which was strange and eerie.
"Feng Xin!" Gao Hong shouted.
She finally seemed impatient and stopped.
Her eyes were still on the fragment of the moon and the sword-shaped patterns.
She just stretched out a hand and pointed towards Gao Hong and others.
Still behind her, seven other young trialists from Waning Moon City, who were still more than ten meters away from the bottom of the pit, suddenly jumped down.
The seven people were floating, as light as willow catkins.
But the moment they were about to land, the eyes of the seven people changed at the same time.
Turns dark green.
Like two groups of cold will-o'-the-wisps.
The seven people looked numb and immediately killed Gao Hong and others without a trace of hesitation.
What was supposed to be a battle of the same realm, same level, and even strength, actually presented a completely different picture.
The seven people who took orders from Feng Xin were basically massacring Gao Hong and the trialists of Xuanyue City around Gao Hong!
The bodies of the seven are like cold gold and iron, incomparably sharper.
But Gao Hong and the others were still just flesh and blood. With the simplest physical collision, Gao Hong and the others were directly penetrated by the hands of those seven people.
After a while, Feng Xin slowly came to the fragment of the moon.
Next to her, there were corpses lying on the ground.
The death conditions of Gao Hong and others were extremely miserable, inexplicable, and extremely frustrating.
Feng Xin stood on the fragment of the moon, stretched out her hand to hold down a sword-shaped pattern, with a look of nostalgia and longing, as if she was recalling the passing years.
After a while, she murmured to herself in an ancient rhythmic tone: "The soul, the soul is gone."