Yun Lingyuan was worried that Ye Ming and Zi Huo would have a life-and-death fight when they met. Then she thought that these two people were not spirited people, so she was probably overly worried. Seeing the worried look on the shopkeeper's face, she reluctantly
Leaving Zi Luo and the others behind, he looked outside, it was gray.
"Boundary?"
The shopkeeper looked confused, "That gray cover is called a barrier? Hey, I can't figure out those things from the Xianmen clan. I only know that we ordinary people are suffering. Dongyou City is closed, and business
It can't be done, look at the gloomy sky above, I'm afraid not even the birds can fly in."
The Black Guards sealed the city for no reason, could it be because they were looking for something?
Yun Lingyuan thought of the Jade Dew Fantasy Dagger. In the fantasy world, she took away the spiritual weapon that was guarding the door. Now on the side of the Fantasy River, the teleportation entrance of the Black Arena is bare. Even the citizens can pass by. Maybe people are coming to find it.
She has come to settle accounts.
Yun Lingyuan probed: "What do those black repair guards want to do? Are they looking for someone or something?"
The shopkeeper said dejectedly: "How do you know? It must be related to the city lord's family. This morning, the black repair guards arrested the city lord's family into the mysterious secret realm. Dozens of the city lord's guards were all knocked down.
, and no one knows what happened.”
The shopkeeper's eyes were full of worry and he would sigh before he could say more than two sentences:
"I think Dongyou City is in big trouble this time. If the old sect leader of Youyuju was still there, why would it be like this? Now, even Youyuju of the Immortal Cultivation Sect has been slaughtered, leaving only the Youyuju.
The next sixteen-year-old sect master, what are you talking about?
It's better this time. When the black guards came, there wasn't even anyone who could protect the city. Several of the residents were monks. When I heard they were black guards, they huddled in the room like a tortoise and haven't dared to come out again.
Oh, speaking of which, there are a few capable people, but unfortunately they were sucked into the secret realm as soon as they rushed out and never came back!!"
In the eyes of the shopkeeper, even the immortal cultivators in that secret realm have no power to fight back and can only helplessly be sucked in. That is not hell yet.
However, Yun Lingyuan knew that this secret realm was a space specially opened up by the powerful. To a certain extent, Black Xiuwei had some conscience. Otherwise, with Black Xiuwei's ability, no matter who he started a war with, then
They must have razed Dongju City to the ground with just a few moves. By then, the people in the city will not be the ones suffering the most?
Now in the secret realm, no matter who the black repair guards fight to the death, at least Dongju City can be safe and sound. However, the situation in the secret realm cannot be known to outsiders, especially the city residents who know nothing about the secret realm.
I don't know how much more panic to add.
The shopkeeper said: "Miss Yun, go upstairs and have a rest. Black Xiuwei has issued a message. No one is allowed to go out. There are black Xiuwei wearing masks outside. Hey..."
Tonight, people in Dongju City are in panic, and the citizens are worried and uneasy, and they probably won’t have a good sleep at night.
Yun Lingyuan originally thought that she would turn over and over, unable to sleep, but she didn't know that the sadness and loss she originally thought did not happen. It was obvious that she had silently accepted the fact that Zi Huo really left in the past seven days.
Lying down, Zihuan thought for a while: "Maybe he has returned to the Blood Mist Sect?"
Ye Ming also thought for a moment: "He won't really chase the Blood Mist Sect, will he?"
Then I thought about a black cultivator sealing the city. As I thought about it, I couldn't resist the tiredness in my body, and I fell asleep unconsciously.
When I woke up the next day, it was already three o'clock in the morning. But it was very strange. The sky outside the window seemed to be very red. The dark curtain still reflected the red color in the room. When I opened the curtain, I saw a large sky floating in the sky occupying half of the sky.
Empty, bloody black light mirror.
The Xuanguang Mirror is the projector of this world. It is a magic weapon that can clearly present the image in a specified direction in the Xuanguang Realm. This object is a low-level spiritual object and is available in most sects of immortal cultivation. It is not a rare object.
, what is rare is that the Xuanguang Mirror of ordinary sects is at most as big as a disc, and if the Xuanguang Mirror in front of you is based on its size, it can definitely be upgraded to a mid-level spiritual object.
Looking at the Xuanguang mirror, the thick ink and heavy colors gave off a sense of foreboding, and Yun Lingyuan felt that it was difficult to breathe.
After quickly freshening up, I came downstairs...
Although the door of Zuixiang Tower is open, it is very cold. It is breakfast time at this time. At this time on weekdays, the lobby is already crowded, but this time, there are only a few tables of guests. Yun Lingyuan took a look and saw that the room was still crowded.
It looks familiar, he must be a guest staying at this hotel.
Everyone looked worried and anxious, and there wasn't much good food on the table. There was only a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns, and the waiter at Zuixiang Restaurant absentmindedly brought out a few baskets of steamed buns.
The people sitting in the lobby felt uneasy as they saw the originally white skin of the buns being coated with a layer of red light, and looking at the faces of their companions sitting at the same table who were also painted red.
As soon as Yun Lingyuan reached the door, she was pulled back by the horrified shopkeeper: "Hey, girl, the people from the Black Xiuwei are not allowed to move around the city. Don't go out and anger those people. Anyone who doesn't cooperate will be executed.
.”
Yun Lingyuan raised her head and looked up. The blood in the Xuanguang mirror was full of blood, like a huge bloody sun. Suddenly, like thick blood-colored clouds, floating away layer by layer, the blood color in the Xuanguang mirror slowly faded away.
A street was reflected, and several black repairmen wearing masks were seen in the mirror walking into a shop.
People sitting in the lobby looked up at the Xuanguang mirror high in the sky outside the door. Everyone's face was frightened, and some people were chattering and rattling their teeth.
Someone said with a trembling voice: "We are going to kill people again."
The Xuanguang mirror above showed that in a shop selling fabrics, the owner was a bit arrogant and indignant. He held up the big scissors for cutting fabrics and blocked the door alone to prevent the black repairmen from forcing their way in, so he made a decision.
He took a selfie with his chest in a menacing manner. The blood on his neck had already spilled out. No one could see clearly how the Black Xiuwei man wielded the knife. The blood poured down on the cloth behind him and towards the Xuanguang Mirror.
!
His wife was standing behind him fearfully. When she looked up, she saw that her husband had been separated from his body. She was even more frightened. She was so frightened that she fell directly to the shelf, covering her mouth and making a "whimpering" sound.
Hei Xiuwei's hearing is extremely sensitive. Even though he tried his best to suppress the crying, it was like shouting in his ear with a loudspeaker. He subconsciously felt annoyed, raised his knife and cut her into pieces casually.
With a swing, her shoulders and back were cut in half.
Suddenly, as if the paint bucket had been knocked over rudely, thick ink-like blood-red was sprinkled on the Xuanguang Mirror. The entire mirror was red, like a huge red sun. Those terrifying red lights were refracted and reflected in Dongju City.
On everyone's face.
The shopkeeper looked at the Xuanguang mirror above his head, his hands were trembling, and his words were trembling as well. He grabbed Yun Lingyuan's arm, and his hand was quite strong: "Girl, you saw it, you saw it, go back to the house.