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Chapter 72: Who knows each other and for whom

 With tens of millions of square kilometers of land, Zhongzhou can be said to be vast in land, rich in resources, and teeming with talents.

When looking at Zhongzhou from an international perspective, everyone has a different view.

From a political and military perspective, Zhongzhou is the most powerful country in the world.

From the perspective of ordinary people, Central Continent is the most mysterious and charming country in the East.

In the eyes of the powerful people in the dark world, the Central Continent of Nuo Da is actually just nine words.

West Kunlun, North Taibai, South Dongcheng.

In the hearts of the strong men in the dark world, these are the three most powerful forces in Central Continent.

Kunlun City in Kunlun Mountain, Sighing City in Taibai Mountain, and the Central Continent Border Guards Corps.

This is the backbone force that has protected Central Continent in the past twenty years. It has been deeply rooted in Central Continent for many years and is as stable as a rock.

Outside the three major forces, there is the Wang family of Beihai.

This is a very special wealthy family in the world. For hundreds of years, both the Central Continent government and the Beihai Wang family themselves have emphasized that the Beihai Province is part of Central Continent. However, the fact is that internationally, very few people think that

The Wang family of Beihai belongs to Zhongzhou.

This is a very strange phenomenon.

The 160,000 square kilometers of Beihai Province, from officials to military officers, are all appointed internally by the Beihai Wang family. Even the top leaders of Beihai Province are selected internally by the Beihai Wang family and then recommended to the decision-making bureau.

Among more than ten provinces, only Beihai Province has this treatment.

Even when residents of Beihai Province go out and go around the world, they will say that they are Beihai people, not Zhongzhou people, or Zhongzhou Beihai people.

This strong sense of regional belonging is not uncommon at the provincial level. For example, people from Qindao often say they are from Qindao instead of Dongshan when they go out. For example, people from Suzhou often say they are from Gusu when they go out.

I am not from Wuyue, but at the national level, in the entire Central Continent, only people from Beihai Province can say that they are Beihai people when they walk around the world.

This is the normal situation.

In the dark world, the strong men will naturally make the North Sea Wang Clan independent from Central Continent.

It seems that only in this way, when it comes to the strong men of Central Continent, the masters of the dark world outside the country will not feel so much pressure.

Looking at the overall situation of the dark world, the most remembered ones are the masters of the sacred double list.

The status on the God List can be said to be supreme.

The Holy List is second only to the Divine List.

The two lists are ranked every ten years, with a total of thirty people, who are the top figures in the entire dark world.

If you add Wang Tianzong of the Beihai Wang Clan and the four invincible masters in Central Continent, three of them are on the list, and they are all on the divine list. This kind of pressure is self-evident.

After Wang Tianzong is drawn out, and the masters of Central Continent are looked at, although they are still extremely powerful, at least they will not make people feel desperate.

The same morning.

When Wang Tianzong, the Wang clan of Beihai, went to Kunlun City.

Ranhuo, one of the twelve heavenly kings of reincarnation, also came to the top of Taibai Mountain.

The peak, which is nearly three thousand meters high, is covered with snow, majestic and majestic. Standing on the top of the peak, you can overlook the surrounding mountains, which are covered with snow all year round. The white mountains are quiet and peaceful, just like a fairy tale country, free from dirt and dust.

"It's indeed beautiful. Even more beautiful than our headquarters, but I don't know what will happen next."

Ranhuo looked at the white snow in front of his eyes and sighed softly.

"Thinking of your tribe again?"

Standing next to Ranhuo was a black figure. He was slender and thin. He was covered in a large cloak. The hood of the cloak covered his face. His appearance could not be seen clearly. He was mysterious. He stood quietly.

Next to Ranhuo, there was a long sword on his back. When he didn't speak, he was like a strange shadow without any breath. But as he spoke, his whole person seemed to suddenly come to life, and his whole body was full of energy.

Suddenly there was a hint of extremely fierce sword intent.

His tone was soft and slow, but every word was like a sword clanging, showing its edge.

"That's not a tribe."

Ranhuo's eyes were in a trance, but her tone was extremely calm. Standing in this place, she could easily think of the place she called home before she met the palace lord. There was also dreamlike white snow there, and flowing water.

The waterfall has a cold pool that never freezes all year round, but there is no laughter or laughter.

It was silent, serious, and rigid there, like a false landscape, dead and lifeless, unlike here, where even in the ice and snow, it was still full of life.

The black shadow chuckled lightly, and the sword intention echoed around him. He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and said slowly: "There are still about two kilometers, just go straight."

Ranhuo nodded and stepped forward.

One step just fell.

A warm voice with a rich smile suddenly sounded. It was calm and polite.

"The forbidden area ahead, what are you two doing here?"

Ranhuo paused and raised his head.

A few dozen meters ahead of a small snow hill, a figure dressed in snow stood there quietly, with white clothes and white hair, wearing a silver-white mask, as if perfectly blending into the entire snow.

He stood motionless, as if he had stood here for a long time, and as if he had just appeared, silent and motionless. At this moment, he seemed to have become a part of the wind and snow on the mountain, everywhere, but without a trace.

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Ranhuo's pupils shrank slightly, and for a moment she felt like she couldn't lock onto the figure in front of her. If she was fighting, in this situation, she wouldn't even have the chance to take the initiative to attack. The opponent had already completely integrated into the surrounding environment. Once

Taking action will definitely make the difference between life and death.

This is the fighting state of a top assassin. He can kill with one hit without moving!

Although the white shadow on the opposite side had a gentle tone, he was obviously ready for battle.

"cough."

The black shadow next to Ranhuo suddenly coughed lightly.

In an instant, dense sword intent erupted on the top of Taibai Mountain, the wind and snow were turbulent, the sword intent was like a dragon, and the sword energy was like a rainbow!

The seemingly real and illusory piece of white snow in front of Ran Huo was shattered like a mirror in the sword energy. The snow was still snow, the white shadow was still white shadow, and everything became clear again.

"We are not enemies. Who are you?"

Before Bai Ying was about to take action, Ran Huo took the initiative to speak.

The white figure surrounded by the wind and snow stared closely at the darkness in his sight, his eyes solemn, but the smile on his face did not diminish at all: "Sighing City Liuyun, I wonder what you two call me?"

Light breeze. Flowing clouds.

There is no single strongest assassin combination in Central Continent.

Both of them are at the peak of the Thunder Realm. They are known as the twin walls of Sighing City. Under the city lord, their individual strength may not be the strongest, but once they join forces, they have the capital to fear nothing.

In the entire City of Sighs and even in the world of killers, this person is a real big shot.

Ranhuo nodded solemnly: "Reincarnation, Ranhuo."

Liuyun was slightly startled, but before he could speak, the black shadow continued to speak: "Reincarnation, saint."

Liuyun's expression suddenly became serious.

Saints and burning fire.

Although both of them are one of the twelve heavenly kings of reincarnation, their status is absolutely different.

There is no doubt about Ranhuo’s strength and status.

But among the twelve heavenly kings, the saint is the first heavenly king, second only to the palace master in terms of mystery and even strength.

When such a person visits the City of Sighs, the City of Sighs has to treat it with caution.

Especially when the City of Sighs and the Palace of Reincarnation have not had any intersection before, the two heavenly kings from the other side suddenly come here. What is their purpose?

"What do you two have to do?"

Liuyun's expression was solemn, but there was doubt in his tone.

"There is a letter that we hope to deliver to His Majesty the Hidden God in person."

Ranhuo said bluntly.

"A letter from His Highness the Palace Master?"

Liu Yun asked attentively, his tone becoming more and more solemn. The Lord of Samsara Palace was a mysterious figure in the entire dark world. Liu Yun did not think that the other party could have anything to do with his own city lord. Thinking of everything that the other party had done in Belgium recently, Liu Yun

Thoughtfully, he seemed to have some guesses in his mind.

Ranhuo remained silent, showing an attitude of having no comment.

Liuyun narrowed his eyes, held up the headphones beside his ears, whispered something, and then said to Saint and Ranhuo: "You two, please."

No matter why the two heavenly kings of reincarnation came here, the visitors are guests, and it is always inappropriate to keep people out.

The three of them walked forward in the white snow.

About two kilometers later, a vast palace covered with white snow appeared in front of the three of them.

The palace is majestic, imitating ancient palace-style buildings, extending outwards in a continuous and uneven way, looking elegant and solemn against the backdrop of white snow.

There are a small number of flowers and plants planted in front of each palace. Most of the fires can't even be named. The flowers and plants are colorful and take root in the snow. The snow is whiter and the flowers are more colorful.

It's ice and snow, but it has its own character.

The first time he came to the City of Sighs, Ranhuo's expression was calm, but when he looked at the palace and the snow in front of him, he felt an indescribable shock in his heart. It was not obvious, but it did exist.

She subconsciously glanced at the saint beside her.

The saint's whole body was wrapped in a black cloak, calm and quiet, like a shadow floating beside her, without saying a word.

Ranhuo shook his head slightly, took a deep breath, and followed Liuyun into the main hall of Sighing City.

The name of the main hall is Changbai, which complements the Changbai Peak of the Taibai Mountains. The interior decoration is simple and the space is huge. Eight thick columns carved with vivid patterns hold up the roof. Under the extremely high ceiling, everyone inside has a sense of style.

A very small feeling.

There are two rows of soft leather sofas arranged vertically inside the hall. There are several steps at the end of the sofa. Above the steps, which is obviously a head higher than the sofa below, there is a long soft sofa with a lazy female figure.

Leaning on the soft couch at the back, he looked at the saints and the fire who walked into the main hall, with clear and indifferent eyes.

She has a plump and soft figure, wearing a loose robe, and a golden mask covering most of her face, only revealing her pointed chin and beautiful lips.

The woman's clear and indifferent eyes flashed with light, but she said nothing.

The sofas in the hall were almost full of people.

At a rough count, there were about thirty people. Each one was dressed in snow-white, with a golden mask embroidered on their chest, about the size of a strawberry, shining gorgeously under the soft light.

Ranhuo glanced around for a week without making a move.

This is the Changbai Council of Sigh City in Taibai Mountain, and it is also the decision-making body of Sigh City. In Sigh City, as the city lord, Situ Cangyue has the highest decision-making power and leadership, but most of the time, she rarely

The steward doesn't even show up much. He just spends his days practicing martial arts in the ice and snow of Changbai Peak.

With Situ Cangyue silent, the twenty-nine members of the Changbai Council are responsible for the daily operations of Sigh City. In Sigh City, which has less than a thousand people, the twenty-nine members can be said to be the real core of Sigh City.

Assassins, the clan heads of several wealthy families in the north, and the leaders of the special warfare system are all gathered together to control the highest say in the special warfare system of the three provinces in the northeastern part of Central Continent.

Ran Huo quietly looked at the slumped Situ Cangyue. In that beautiful and lazy figure, she could see only endless confusion and loneliness.

Among all the special operations organizations in Central Continent, City of Sighs can be said to be the most insular. For many years, they have stayed at the top of Taibai Mountain, controlling the overall situation of special operations in the northeastern part of Central Continent. They do not expand externally, but they do not

If someone is allowed to intervene, when something happens outside the northeastern part of Central Continent, City of Sighs will never take the initiative to take action. Only when there is a clear request from the top management of Central Continent, they will go out immediately, and they will not ask for anything after solving the matter.

He came back as soon as possible and then continued to guard Taibai Mountain.

As one of the special operations giants in Central Continent, the entire City of Sighs behaves in an eccentric manner. They have no goals, no direction, and no desires, so much so that they are somewhat alienated from the Central Continent government.

And it is precisely because the state of Sighing City that is free from competition and desires is in the interests of many people, so the senior officials of Central Continent decided to hand over Sunset, one of the Twelve Evil Soldiers, to the control of Sighing City instead of Kunlun.

city.

Being in an invincible realm, controlling the sunset, ranking among the gods, and sitting in the City of Sighs.

Situ Cangyue, the Hidden God of Central Continent, has too much, but under such a Hidden God, it makes her feel really confused, so confused that she doesn't know what to do.

It is an extremely numb and even somewhat sluggish attitude towards life, negative and decadent, and just muddle along.

Ranhuo was puzzled in his heart, but he remained polite on the outside. He even bowed slightly and said calmly: "I have met Her Majesty the Hidden God."

"Why has the King of Heaven come?"

On the slump high in the hall, Situ Cangyue, dressed in white, leaned lazily on the slump, speaking indifferently.

"There is a letter here that needs to be read by Your Highness."

Ranhuo reached into his arms and took out an envelope.

Situ Cangyue waved her hand slightly, and the air in front of Ranhuo suddenly fluctuated. The weightless envelope in her hand was like a shooting star, rushing directly towards Situ Cangyue's tender white hand.

Ranhuo's expression remained unchanged and he stood there waiting.

On top of the collapse, Situ Cangyue had already opened the envelope and pulled out a piece of paper.

The pages were obviously torn from a notebook and looked very informal. On the white paper, there was only one word written in it. The handwriting was clear and sharp.

Dao must pursue fate.

The sky carries the wind.

Li Tianlan.

Situ Cangyue's eyes flashed, and he suddenly stood up.

The paper in her hand turned into pieces and fluttered in the air in an instant, but Situ Cangyue's eyes were shining and focused like never before.

Following his actions, all the members of the Changbai Council were completely focused.

"Where is he?"

Situ Cangyue asked with her eyes fixed on Ran Huo.

"Sky Academy."

Ranhuo said calmly.

"What is his relationship with the Palace Master? Is the Palace Master in Zhongzhou now?"

Situ Cangyue continued to ask. At this moment, she seemed to have found her goal and direction. The powerful aura of an invincible person bloomed unscrupulously, grandly and dazzlingly.

"The Palace Master is still in Belgium. The boss asked me to bring this letter to His Highness."

Ranhuo tells the truth and his tone is old-fashioned.

"boss?"

Situ Cangyue raised her eyebrows slightly, a little confused.

"It's the boss. But this matter can represent the palace owner's will."

"I see."

Situ Cangyue sat down again, looking at the scraps of paper still floating in the air, thoughtfully.

The confetti in the air finally fell to the ground.

"Are you a saint?"

Situ Cangyue's eyes flashed, and her gaze suddenly fell on the black figure beside Ranhuo: "Take off your cloak."

Everyone in the hall was shocked.

If one could see the true appearance of the most mysterious first king of reincarnation, no one would want to miss it.

"Why don't you take off your mask?"

The saint remained motionless, his tone was calm and fearless.

Situ Cangyue's bright and focused eyes narrowed slightly and she snorted coldly.

In the quiet and silent hall.

There is a sudden wind.

Go straight to the saint's door.

The saint took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and grasped his sword.

The long sword carried behind him was suddenly unsheathed.

There was a clanging sound between heaven and earth.

In the hall, the swords beside several masters rushed out of their scabbards at the same time.

The fierce clanging sound rushed out of the hall, echoed in the mountains, and roared deep in everyone's heart.

The sword's will is surging and endless.

A smile gradually appeared in Situ Cangyue's eyes, and she said softly: "So it's you."

For a moment just now, she even suspected that this saint was the mysterious Lord of the Reincarnation Palace. Although her guess was wrong now, it was not a loss after knowing the saint's true identity.

The saint's hand on the sword loosened, the clang sound disappeared, and he said in a calm tone: "This sword is regarded as the sincerity of reincarnation. Farewell."

Turn around and walk out of the hall.

Ranhuo followed closely behind without saying a word.

Outside the hall, the sky was full of wind and snow, howling continuously.

In the hall, Situ Cangyue silently looked at the backs of the two people, and suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

She stood up again.

The entire hall instantly fell into absolute silence.

And Situ Cangyue's figure had already rushed out of the hall.

The endless wind and snow were suddenly still, with only her figure moving forward in the pale, countless lifelike afterimages pulling out a straight line behind her, the air was shaking violently, but there was silence between heaven and earth.

Everything happens in an instant.

Situ Cangyue seemed to have only taken one step, or seemed to have taken many steps. When the afterimage dissipated, his people were already standing in front of the saint.

The saint remained motionless, even lowering his head, as if in deep thought.

The coldness in Situ Cangyue's eyes faded away, her eyes were gentle, and she chuckled: "Samsara uses your identity to show sincerity, and I use my martial arts to show sincerity. Did you see clearly just now?"

"Thank you!"

The saint was silent for a long time, then bowed slightly and said in a solemn tone: "I owe you a favor."

Only he himself knew what that moment meant to him. It was the true pursuit of life, and Situ Cang Yue's invincible movement. All the essence of this movement seemed to be in that moment just now.

Shown vividly in an instant.

For someone like Saint, who has already taken half a step towards invincibility and is only one layer away from true invincibility, that moment is like a beacon in the darkness, and its importance is self-evident.

"Why should you be so polite when you are one of our own?"

Situ Cangyue smiled lightly, glanced at Ranhuo, and continued: "Tell your boss that I will send someone to Sigh City."

"Is it flowing clouds? Or is it a gentle breeze?"

Ranhuo asked subconsciously. Just by looking at Situ Cangyue's attitude, she was sure that the person she sent to Sky Academy this time was an absolute big shot in Sigh City. The leader of the assassination course team of Sky Academy seemed to be found.

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Breeze? Flowing clouds?

No matter which one of these two people went, it can be said that they deigned to go.

"neither."

Situ Cangyue turned around and said calmly: "It's a disaster."

Not only the fire was lit, but even the saint's body was shaken and his face changed drastically.

Disaster!

The only deputy city lord in Sigh City.

The strongest air-bending realm, a lunatic who tried to become invincible in the air-bending realm half a year ago.

This can be said to be the only lunatic in Sigh City whose reputation can rival that of Situ Cangyue.

The Shadow King of the Dark World.

The number one assassin in Central Continent.

Jie is not on the list of the top ten contemporary masters in Central Continent, but if Jie is determined to assassinate him, all of the top ten masters, except for the top three, may be doomed.

The saint took a deep breath, looked at Situ Cangyue's figure already standing under His Highness Changbai, and said with a smile: "This is really a great god. Zhuang Huayang should have a headache."

His Highness Changbai, Situ Cangyue did not look at the two people leaving. They just looked up at the plaque hanging in front of the palace, dazed.

Many years ago, the traitor who caused heavy losses to Zhongzhou and the man who made her life successful once personally inscribed two words on this plaque: Changbai.

We know each other till we grow old together.

But for many years, this hidden god of Central Continent, who has been feared and feared by countless people, has always been alone, without worries or support.

Situ Cangyue looked up at the plaque with a soft expression and sad eyes.

Changbai Changbai...

If you weren't here...

Who do I know each other in this life? Who do I grow old with?

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