Yun Mo has been staying in the hotel to recuperate during this period and rarely goes out. Apart from occasionally reading a book, he spends the rest of his time sitting on the wicker chair on the balcony to bask in the sun. The warm sunlight shines through the gauze curtains and shines on his body.
It's comfortable.
Almost all the crimson maple leaves in the outside world fell from the treetops and fell to the ground. The red color fell all over the ground, like fire rain.
Everything is quiet, and early winter is coming, but the weather in Nata is still sunny, without any wind or snow, as if it is summer all year round, which makes people feel strange.
In the process of cultivation, Yun Mo gradually defeated the erosion of the dream demon, and his body slowly returned to normal. Even the hidden injuries caused by Liyue's battle with the other two supreme gods were gradually recovering, and the divine power of creation would be restored.
Back in the body.
Yun Mo was lying on the vine like an old man, with his legs crossed, basking in the sun leisurely, while Ying was waiting aside, holding a local Nata folklore novel in his hand, lowering his head to read carefully, and occasionally reading it to Yun Mo.
Mo read aloud softly, creating a warm and beautiful picture.
"It is said that on a land of flames, there is a flying bird living. It has feathers that are redder than fire. It is huge and fights with monsters born from lava all day long."
"It is invincible and can rekindle life even if it is severely injured, so people in the Land of Fire follow it."
"One day, the light of water penetrated the sky. At the same time, the bird suddenly disappeared without a trace. No one knew where it went. But from then on, there was an ocean on the edge of the land of fire. There was no wind but there was fire.
Ying's voice was like the spring water in the valley, clear and sweet, with a touch of magnetism, which made people feel particularly comfortable. She closed the book gently and looked at Yun Mo who had entered a light sleep state, with a faint smile on her lips.
A shallow smile.
Ying stood up, found a blanket, and gently covered Yun Mo's body. Her movements were light and gentle, as if she was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person.
After finishing all this, Ying sat back down, picked up the warm milk on the side, took a slow sip, and looked at the fireworks outside the window, feeling happy and blushing on his cheeks.
"Summer is not over yet, autumn has arrived, and the weather is cool for a good autumn."
The atmosphere in Monetan Magic Hotel is quite peaceful and warm, but in the arena across the street, it's a different scene.
In the center of the huge fortress-like building, a gladiatorial battle was in progress, and the protagonist of the battle was the Ghost-faced Man whom he had just seen a few days ago. His opponent was a native of Nata, a man with the eyes of the thunder god.
's youth.
At this moment, the Ghost-faced Man did not use the big sword used in the previous gladiatorial fight, but held a simple-looking spear. The body of the gun was made of black metal. The tip of the gun was extremely sharp and emitted bursts of icy cold light, which was intimidating.
The Nata youth also used a long-handled weapon, but it was a pair of white short guns. The gun body was carved with exquisite and complicated patterns, which looked very extraordinary. The gun body also exuded a faint power of thunder.
The weapons collided with each other, sparks flew everywhere, and dazzling electric sparks burst out. There were crackling sounds in the air, which made people tremble.
In the audience, Yingying and Paimon were also watching the fight, nodded and answered seriously.
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"Isn't Yunmo in danger?" Paimeng became nervous, scratched his head, and asked doubtfully: "Where did that guy come from? He feels very strong."
"I don't know." Ying shook her head, even she didn't know.
"Then how about we investigate him privately?" Pamon suddenly looked mysterious and asked in a low voice.
"Hmm..." Ying thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "Alright."
The fight on the stage was just as Ying expected, and the balance of victory soon tilted towards the Ghost-Faced Man.
The spear in the Ghostfaced Man's hand danced, and the spear flowers bloomed. The arc of the spear tip drew a gorgeous trajectory in the air, like a meteor streaking across the sky, which was dazzling.
Nata's young man's double spears were constantly defeated by such overbearing marksmanship. He retreated step by step and was forced into a blind corner. Finally, he was cut off from his horse by a stab from the Ghost Face Man, completely losing his combat effectiveness.
The Ghost-Faced Man won the gladiatorial battle, but didn't stop at all. He turned around and left. He didn't even go to receive the reward or the medal. He just looked back at the audience, as if he was looking for someone, but in the end he found nothing.
When Ying and Paimon saw this, they looked at each other and then quietly left the auditorium, silently following the Ghostfaced Man. They wanted to see what the face of this mysterious strong man looked like behind the mask.
After the ghost-faced man left the arena, he walked straight to the slums on the outskirts of the city. This was the gathering area for slaves in Nata City. The environment was relatively chaotic, the crime rate was extremely high, fights were commonplace, and law enforcement officials were unwilling to enter.
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Ying and Paimon were a little confused. Could it be that the true identity of this ghost-faced man was a slave? That would be no wonder that he had to be willing to appear in front of everyone with his true identity.
The dark alley was filled with all kinds of disgusting odors. Occasionally, people were walking through the alley, but no one dared to stay. They could only lower their heads and evade in a hurry.
The ghost-faced man walked forward step by step without saying a word. His speed was neither urgent nor slow, as if he didn't care about the surrounding environment at all. After passing through a deep alley, he stopped, turned around, and looked behind him.
position, the lips moved.
"Come out, you can speak out if you have anything to say, why hide?" The ghost-faced man's voice was magnetic, just like the low cry of a night owl, very dangerous, but also itchy.
Ying's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, he's been discovered. This person's insight is a little too perverted. He was at least half a street away from him, yet he could still be discovered.
Ying took a deep breath and signaled Paimon to stay where he was and not move, while he wanted to go out and confront the Ghostfaced Man head-on.
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