There are many speculations about the matter, but so far there is no unified and definite explanation.
All they know is that this only appeared after the Taishan incident.
"...There is a crack, and this thing was picked up from inside." Zixing looked at Long Xiruo with a solemn expression, "We could only reach a dilapidated ruins in the end, and there were traces left after the war everywhere.
.We did not see any corpses in the area that we could explore, and the whole place seemed to be deserted. What we saw was a place called [Southern Gate]."
【Nantianmen】...the legendary gateway to the Immortal Palace.
The True Dragon of China did not speak. She just looked at Zixing expressionlessly, as if trying to distinguish the truth from falsehood in her words.
"Lord Long, do you think Zixing is making up a story?" Zixing suddenly asked.
Long Xiruo shook his head and said calmly: "I'm just curious as to why this kind of thing happened to you."
Zixing was a little confused by this question, "Is there anything wrong with this...?"
Long Xiruo shook her head again. At this time, the fragment was already in her hand... She carefully touched the engraving on it, "You are looking for me because you want me to continue exploring this suspected [Immortal Palace] with you."
】Space?"
"Fengdu Ghost City." Zi Xing suddenly said the name of a place, and said meaningfully: "I know the origin of Fengdu Ghost City... Lord Long."
Long Xiruo's expression changed slightly, but he suddenly smiled and said: "Girl, you seem to have done your homework... Then the question is, why do you think I will agree to you?"
"I hope Lord Long will consider it." Zixing bowed in front of the True Dragon of China at this time without raising her head. "This is a very suitable place for us to live. Today's world is not necessarily suitable for us to continue.
Survive... Even this era of great spiritual energy will probably be short-lived after all."
"You said...a short-lived flash in the pan?" Shenzhou True Dragon's eyes narrowed.
Zixing still did not raise his head, but said softly: "Zixing, after all, is a sacrifice to Lord Tanlangxing... With the sky like this, Zixing can also see some. I know that all the tribes of the four divine beasts intend to invite Lord Long.
Sir, I hope to win an autonomous region belonging to the Monster Clan in today's era... Compared to their demands, the Greedy Wolf Clan only hopes to get a place where they can survive, just like the ghost city of Xiao City Lord. Lord Long, since
If you can help the Lord of Xiao City build the broken [Underworld] into the Fengdu Ghost City today, then..."
"I am helping Xiaosheng silently, just to resettle the thousands of ghosts who have nowhere to live in the land of China." Long Xiruo said in a deep voice: "The underworld is destroyed, thousands of wandering souls and wild ghosts have nowhere to rest, and it is even more helpless*
*Back in the day, over time, it will only lead to a catastrophic disaster in China... How can we be compared with your clan?"
She seemed to have expected such remarks, and she was not in a hurry at this time, but her attitude was more humble, "Lord Dragon, if you can create a space suitable for the greedy wolf clan in this space that is suspected of being a [fairy palace],
The place we live in... is also suitable for other monsters to survive. Since it is difficult for us to integrate into humans, how about withdrawing from this era? Just like the so-called [inhuman realm] in the West. Lord Long is
There are countless true dragons in China, Lord Long needs to adapt to the general trend... But as long as we are not all annihilated in one day, don’t we count as one of these countless creatures? I hope Lord Long will think deeply about Purple Star’s appeal.”
The true dragon of China was silent.
Time passed in silence like this.
After a long time, Long Xiruo breathed a sigh of relief and said: "To tell you the truth, this is just your wishful thinking."
Greedy Wolf's young master Zi Xing's eyes moved slightly, and it seemed that starting from this sentence, the look of disappointment on his face became difficult to hide.
"Whether it is a suitable place to live or not is not yours alone to decide." Long Xiruo immediately said expressionlessly: "Creating an oriental [inhuman realm], do you think it is just a child playing in the sand?
Without a perfect plan, it can be built by building it? Do you know how long it took to build the [Inhuman Realm], and how much effort it took for the [Magician Association] to fall to the ground?"
"Lord Long Jun means..." Zi Xing's mood suddenly lifted up after he had hit rock bottom.
Long Xiruo rolled his eyes and said: "After the summit meeting, I want to go on a field trip."
The greedy young master was immediately overjoyed and was about to bow down.
But Long Xiruo stretched out his hand and sighed: "Have you never thought about it, what if I won't consider it at all?"
"I know Mr. Long will not do it." Zi Xing said softly: "I know that after the founding of the new era, there was a plan to wipe out the demon clan... It was Mr. Long who resisted it with one hand behind the scenes."
Long Xiruo didn't say anything, but just stared and said: "Let me go on an inspection, and you'll have to pay for the inspection! Food and accommodation will be reimbursed! Appearance fees will be extra!"
"??"
These...are all easy to talk about, right?
perhaps.
…
…
Mo Xiaofei followed Song Haoran to a rather elegant quiet room... Here he saw a masked woman in white.
The veil was used, and the face of the masked woman could be vaguely seen.
She knelt down and waited like this, as if she had been waiting for a long time. When the door opened, the masked woman's eyes were focused on Mo Xiaofei's body... or face.
If it weren't for the existence of the forbidden law, with Mo Xiaofei's super hearing, he would definitely be able to hear the masked woman murmuring something like this in a low voice, "It really looks like...there are so many similarities in the world..."
Song Haoran walked in first, followed by Mo Xiaofei. When he came to the masked woman, Song Haoran said casually: "I have brought you the person."
The masked woman nodded, and then said calmly: "Okay, please step back and continue to stand outside."
The eldest young master of the Song family suddenly widened his eyes and pointed at himself in disbelief, with a look of aggrievement on his face: "My princess, are you so greedy and disgusted with the old? Have I not been considerate in serving you?"
He said some frivolous words with a wronged expression... This guy can be considered a talent, right? Mo Xiaofei looked at him and dared not speak.
The masked woman raised her head slightly and glanced at Song Haoran.
Young Master Song simply shrugged, "I'm just outside, call me if you need anything."
Before leaving, Song Haoran patted Mo Xiaofei on the shoulder, winked, and whispered: "Little brother, be more careful when you speak... stop talking nonsense."
Mo Xiaofei was still a little confused about the situation at this time, but he saw that it was this masked woman who wanted to see him.
But he really couldn't remember whether he had ever interacted with this masked woman before... If he had never seen her before, why were he looking for her?
Looking at the masked woman staring at him strangely, Mo Xiaofei tentatively said with some embarrassment: "I...I'll sit down?"
"You...sit down." The masked woman whispered, seeming to be hesitant.
Mo Xiaofei sat down slowly. He originally planned to sit cross-legged, but seeing the masked woman's straight kneeling posture, he immediately changed to the same posture as the other person. However, he was not used to this kind of sitting posture after all, so after a while he
It seemed a little awkward.
The masked woman didn't speak and just looked at her.
"Excuse me...what do you want from me?" Mo Xiaofei couldn't help but ask.
"How old are you this year?" the masked woman suddenly asked.
"Ah? Me?" Mo Xiaofei opened his mouth subconsciously, then thought about it and said, "Almost eighteen."
"Are there any relatives at home?" the masked woman asked again.
Mo Xiaofei was quite wary and said, "Why...are you asking these questions?"
The masked woman shook her head and said calmly: "It's just to find some topics to talk about. Isn't this what you want? It doesn't make this place seem too quiet."
... Then you don’t just ask your relatives directly at home, right?
"You haven't answered me yet... why are you looking for me?" Mo Xiaofei said straight to the point: "Do I know you?"
"No, we have never met before today." The masked woman said softly.
"That?"
"You look very similar to an old friend of mine." The masked woman thought for a while and said, "That's why I have some interest in you. You don't have to panic, I won't hurt you, I just want to tell you
Speak. If this makes you feel embarrassed, I will ask Song Haoran to send you back."
"That's not necessary..." Mo Xiaofei shook his head and asked curiously: "Do I really look a lot like the old friend you mentioned?"
"Like when he was young." The masked woman nodded: "But he still looks a little childish... His eyes can hold everything."
"Sounds like a very powerful person..." Mo Xiaofei squeezed his eyes with his fingers awkwardly, "Does he look like this?"
The masked woman was silent at this time.
Mo Xiaofei's embarrassment turned into a dry laugh, "Okay... I just made a joke."
"You can be more confident." The masked woman suddenly said.
Mo Xiaofei was startled.
The masked woman said calmly: "What's your name?"
"Mo Xiaofei."
"Okay, I remember."
The topic seemed to have suddenly stopped here. The masked woman didn't say anything, but just kept staring at Mo Xiaofei. As time went by, she even seemed to be distracted.
She seemed to be stuck in memories... This was Mo Xiaofei's only feeling at this time.
Just watch, maybe people really think of an old friend because they saw me, and they just want to remember them from a distance... Please help if you can, since I don't have anything important to do anyway.
Mo Xiaofei began to become a little calmer... He accepted the gaze of the masked woman calmly. He didn't have many thoughts in his mind at this time. However, the quiet room was so quiet that Mo Xiaofei unknowingly
Something made me feel sleepy.
His vision gradually became hazy.
Behind the veil of the masked woman... the looming face seemed to have a familiar feeling, and his eyes gradually darkened.
Chuyang.
Like a name...who.
like……
His head suddenly sank.
Mo Xiaofei quickly raised his head, and then looked around nervously. He was still in the quiet room, and the masked woman was also kneeling in front of him.
Mo Xiaofei wiped his lips quickly and said humbly: "I'm sorry... I went to bed too late last night, and before I knew it... I fell asleep for a long time?"
"A moment." The masked woman said calmly: "It's getting late. Go outside to find Song Haoran. He will take you back."
"Okay." Mo Xiaofei nodded subconsciously. He really wanted to escape from this weird silence... especially since the masked woman kept giving him an indescribable weird feeling.
He said that he looked like her old friend when he was young...Who could he look like?
Everyone says he looks a lot like his dad... Is it possible that this masked woman knows her dad? But his dad is just an injured and retired firefighter, nothing special?
Mo Xiaofei pushed away the people in the quiet room with questions in his mind. Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and he turned around. He saw the masked woman who had closed her eyes slowly opening her eyes again.
eyes.
"What's the matter?"
"Um..." Mo Xiaofei said hesitantly: "...I'll leave a phone number for the uncle outside the door. If you still want to remember your old friend, that's fine with me. I'm happy to help others... Well,
goodbye."
She watched Mo Xiaofei leave until he finally disappeared, then took off the gauze on her face and whispered: "It doesn't look like... but it does look like it."
…
Soon after, Song Haoran entered the quiet room directly.
He did not personally send Mo Xiaofei back to the courtyard where the Tanlang Clan lived. Mo Xiaofei refused, saying that he could just go back by himself.
"What is so special about this child that people can actually want to see him in person?" Song Haoran asked directly.
"You do something for me." The masked woman said calmly.
"Go ahead." Song Haoran shrugged, "You know I can't refuse you."
"Mo Xiaofei, please pay attention to this for me." The masked woman thought for a moment and said, "Don't let him know. I just want to know something about his life."
"Life?" Song Haoran looked quite surprised, then smiled and said: "I always feel like there is something special about him that attracts you."
The eldest young master of the Song family squatted directly in front of the masked woman and got close to her.
The masked woman remained motionless.
Song Haoran stretched out his hand across the veil of the masked woman, as if the veil was about to be lifted at the next moment... He glanced at her face through the veil as if it had not been touched, "This is the first time I see you.
Such a look."
"You're too close." The masked woman said calmly.
"I still want to get closer." Song Haoran chuckled and said, "The future."
The masked woman's eyes turned cold, and she quickly swung out her palms... Even though her strength was no longer needed, her fighting moves were still extremely ruthless.
Faced with this ruthless attack, Song Haoran raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and in a flash of lightning, he directly grabbed the masked woman's wrist.
A look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the masked woman.
The eldest son of the Song family immediately let go of the other party's wrist, blinked and said, "You can't be beaten all the time if you are beaten every day, don't you think so?"
"Song Haoran, how dare you!"
"I'm outside." Young Master Song said abruptly, while retreating, "Call me if you need anything...my princess."
It wasn't until the eldest son of the Song family left the quiet room that the masked princess of Qin slowly exhaled, gently rubbed her wrists, and whispered: "If there is a troubled world, you will become a demon star that brings trouble to the world...
"
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…
When Mo Xiaofei returned to Zixing's residence, Long Xiruo had already persistently disguised herself and was waiting.
Long Xiruo didn't even ask where Mo Xiaofei had gone, looking very worried... The master and the apprentice left the Song Dynasty Hotel without saying anything.
The agents from the Bureau didn't dare to stop him when they came in, and they certainly didn't dare to stop him now. They just pretended that nothing had happened.
"By the way, Master, what is Chuyang?"
In the appointed car, Mo Xiaofei suddenly asked.
"Chu Yang?" The real dragon from China was startled and said: "What Chu Yang? Literally, it means the sun in the morning. Are you a high school monk?"
"...Like a name or something." Mo Xiaofei shook his head: "Master, forget it if you don't know. It's not an important thing."
Long Xiruo shook his head and said casually: "In ancient times, there was a saying that the period before the winter solstice and the beginning of spring is the first yang, which is the so-called first yang."
"That's right..." Mo Xiaofei nodded.
"In addition, there is another metaphor." The real dragon from China glanced at Mo Xiaofei and said meaningfully: "Sometimes it is also compared to: the prosperous age."
