The snow is falling, and from a distance, Bahan City is covered with a layer of white gauze.
Ten days ago, this thousand-year-old city was the center of the Eight Cold Hells, the Eight Cold City...
Ten days later, this city was still the center of the Eight Cold Hells, but it had changed its owner and also changed its name, Tiandao City.
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, but even so, those sword towers and lofts are still very eye-catching.
In just ten days, Tiandao City took on a new look. The previously collapsed attics and sword towers were removed and replaced by a brand new attic.
Warriors shuttled through the streets and alleys, and Moon Domain warriors wearing silver martial robes patrolled the streets and alleys where the towers had been built to maintain law and order in Tiandao City.
For ordinary warriors, Bahan City has only changed its owner and name. As for life, it is still the same as before, without any disturbance.
But for those aspiring warriors, this is an opportunity to become a master.
A few days ago, Tiandao City officially issued a recruitment order to the Eight Cold Hells.
In just a few days, Tiandao City established a complete system, and the entire city was free from chaos.
When Young Master Su was in Bahan City, he had some die-hard loyalists, but Young Master Su was forced to leave the Eight Cold Hells. These die-hard loyalists did not want to get involved with Young Master Yu, so they left one after another, either living in seclusion or traveling to the Eight Cold Hells.
Now that Young Master Su Yi has appeared, these die-hard loyalists have returned one after another. There are tens of thousands of them, although there are only one or two at the martial arts level.
But these die-hards and Moon Domain warriors are the foundation of today's Tian Dao City and form the so-called guardians.
For ordinary people, there is no difference between guardians and law enforcers. As for the difference, only Ye Chen knows.
Above the clouds, snow is blowing in the wind.
With the sound of hunting in white clothes, Ye Chen stood on the clouds, overlooking the entire Tiandao City.
The noisy street below and the silence here are in sharp contrast, just like Ye Chen's state of mind.
"It's very lively down there. Is this what normal people's lives are like?" A gentle voice sounded from behind Ye Chen, and a faint fragrance blew against his face with the wind.
The beautiful shadow floats over, and the snow comes from thousands of rivers, and its black hair naturally hangs down to the waist, dancing wildly.
"It's a pity that that kind of life doesn't belong. Many people try their best to climb up there. But few people know that it is as silent as death above the clouds!" If you want to get something, you have to pay. If you want to be strong, you must lose something, such as ordinary people.
Human life." Ye Chen murmured. In his eyes, the flying snow in the sky was like the fate of people, floating in their own way.
Hearing this, Qianchuan Xue's beautiful eyes turned to Ye Chen. She might not have understood this sentence before, but in the past ten years, she had always seen Ye Chen dancing his sword alone in the courtyard. Although she had forgotten the past,
Sword dancing has become the instinct of Ye Chen's body.
"Ye Chen, you are too lonely. You have fallen into loneliness." Qianchuan Xue murmured. She knew the loneliness better than anyone else. Except for the flying snow in the sky, she was only accompanied by the sword in her hand.
Hearing this, Ye Chen turned around. Looking directly at the pretty face in front of him that could subvert the world, he smiled faintly, "Ye Muwan also said this many years ago!" At that time, I said that if I re-enter martial arts with my temperament, then I
I don't want to be someone who is looked down upon by others. That feeling is very annoying! "It's worth it to exchange for loneliness by practicing a practice that seems to be abusing yourself!" Ye Chen said firmly.
"Now that Bahan City is under control, what's the next road?" Qianchuan Xue whispered, holding the sword in his hand tightly. Swordsmen are inherently lonely, working with swords.
"Hell is an important chess piece, so to control this chess piece, the other three major cities must also be controlled one by one. Only in this way can I have the capital to compete with the three major palaces and mysterious forces!" Ye Chenchen
vocal tract.
Qianchuan Xue knew that when Ye Chen said these words, hell was destined to start a bloody storm.
Even so, Qianchuan Xue didn't say anything. The nature of this world is like this, the weak eat the strong.
"If you don't dry up, you can only enter the sea. Hell is part of the Martial God Continent after all, and the people here know the principles of survival better than the warriors of the Martial God Continent." Ye Chen murmured, and his figure disappeared into the clouds, like snow.
Like a flower, it fell lightly in the streets and alleys of Tiandao City. People came and went, Ye Chen pulled up the big hat on his cloak, and his whole body was shrouded in a loose military robe.
"This guy always says he doesn't want to take on the responsibility of the Moon God, but in his heart he is more serious than anyone else, the Fifth Moon God!" With a nice curve at the corner of his mouth, Qianchuan Xue smiled gently, also pulled up his cloak, and covered the entire
People are enveloped in it.
The figure floated down, Qianchuan Xue followed closely behind Ye Chen, and the two of them walked in the streets and alleys like ordinary warriors, sometimes listening to the shouts of some warriors.
The fragrance of plum blossoms wafted in the wind. Ye Chen walked forward along the stone path until he reached a slightly solemn building. Looking up from a distance, this building was like a palace, extremely solemn, but the lightness of children could be heard from time to time.
laughter.
"In ancient times, there was a moon god who created hell, and the hell was divided into four hells! "Fight the foreign enemies, defend the god of martial arts! "The sword god has a sword named moon god, and the god of martial arts has a master named moon god!" A series of neat shouts came from the building.
, a scholar held a scroll and told the children about the situation in the Martial God Continent, and highlighted the relationship between the Martial God and Hell.
Under the vivid description of life in the book, children are full of yearning for the legendary Martial God Continent.
"Teacher, can we also become guardians and use the swords in our hands to defend the Martial God Continent?" A slightly childish voice sounded, a girl with braids said softly.
Hearing this, the scholar gently rubbed the girl's head and said with a gentle smile: "Yes, hell has been a part of the Martial God Continent since ancient times. We will become guardians to defend the Martial God and resist foreign enemies." A slightly childish face appeared on his face.
With a smile on her face, the girl waved her pink fist and said firmly: "I will definitely become a guardian and beat down the bad guys." "Teacher, can I become the moon god and lead many guardians to defeat foreign enemies." Fatty
His face was full of yearning, and a chubby little boy asked weakly.
This question made the scholar look stunned, but then he chuckled and said: "Yes, as long as you work hard, anyone can become the Moon God!" I will definitely become the Moon God!" The child clenched his fists, not losing his childishness.
Their faces were full of determination. Although they didn't know how difficult this road was, it was the seed of a dream.
One day, this seed will slowly sprout in the heart of a child and even grow into a towering tree.
"Yes!" The scholar chuckled. Although this hope is very small, he will still encourage him. Life is wonderful precisely because he has ambitious goals.
A series of chirping sounds echoed. Standing in front of the building, Ye Chen had not stepped inside, but he could clearly hear the children's voices.
"Becoming the Moon God, children will always be the best future!" Ye Chen murmured, Hell has been disconnected from the Martial God Continent for too long, and Hell will rely on these children to return to the Martial God Continent.
"Guardians of all generations died on the battlefield, but the will of the guardians was passed down. When the fathers fell, the younger generation stepped forward with swords. It is precisely because of this that swords can move people." Qianchuan Xue murmured.
"The protection is touching!" Ye Chen suddenly turned around, his eyes fell on the tower far away, and chuckled: "Finally I met an acquaintance again, the third floor of Lingwu, not bad!" Before he could finish his words, Ye Chen said
Walking towards the majestic city tower, his steps were gentle and slow, but his figure was like a breeze, moving through the crowd.
"Hanjian?" Qianchuan Xueqiang said, with a smile on her lips, she turned around and followed Ye Chen closely.
A tall tower with thousands of guardians patrolling back and forth.
Although the corpses on the city tower have been cleared away, the blood-red walls still reveal a sense of murder.
Ye Chen climbed up the city wall, and hundreds of fierce killing intent roared towards him, followed closely by a cold shout: "This is an important place, stop wandering around!" The sharp cold wind mixed with snowflakes came towards his face.
, rolled up his loose cloak.
Rumo's long hair naturally fell to her waist, and Ye Chen's face emerged in the sight of many guardians.
"I've met my lord!" Seeing this figure, more than a hundred warriors around him held their swords and performed a sword salute, looking quite respectful.
With a calm look on his face, Ye Chen nodded, walked forward, stood on the tower above the city tower, and looked down at the vast white land below.
Climbing the high-rise building, Qianchuan Xue stood in the wind, standing next to Ye Chen, her beautiful eyes also flowing on the white ground below.
A tall and tall figure loomed in the wind and snow. Although the wind and snow were very strong, it could not conceal the pressure that permeated the figure.
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