Chapter 732
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Chapter 732
After night fell, at three o'clock in the morning, many people gradually began to feel drowsy, raising their hands and yawning.
The group from the daytime was in an inn room at the moment. They were sitting around discussing things, but they also felt a little sleepy and yawned after a while.
Seeing this, Elder Song immediately said, "Be more energetic!"
So, they continued to discuss for a while, but it was only a quarter of an hour, and one of them said: "Mr. Song, why don't we talk about it tomorrow?"
"It's almost Haishi now, let's go back to rest first, and get up early tomorrow."
"Wait for me, I'll go too."
As he said that, two people wanted to go out, but Elder Song pointed at them and scolded them: "You want to be lazy and stop practicing, don't you? I'm not sleepy yet, you young people, you started to be lazy when Master is not here?"
Usually at this time, they should be cultivating. It is actually not a big problem for a cultivator to sleep or not.
"No, I'm also surprised. I usually don't go to bed so early, but today I may be too tired because of the rush, so..." One of them yawned wearily before he could finish speaking.
These words made Elder Song fall into deep thought.
And compared to the listlessness of the others, he seemed more energetic at the moment. It was fine to say that he was usually sleepy alone, but seeing these people sleepy together, he immediately noticed something was wrong.
"Don't sleep! Give me some energy!"
He yelled at them, and even stretched out his hand to pull them back, with a fierce look on his face.
They felt something strange during the day, so they turned around the whole Ancheng, but found nothing.
At first I thought the compass was broken, and I thought about it too much, so I didn't take it seriously afterwards, but now it seems that Song Lao feels that this matter is not that simple.
"Old Song, what are you doing?"
"Forget it, forget it, can I not sleep?"
The others didn't quite understand what Elder Song was doing, and only thought that he didn't let them sleep because he thought they were being lazy again.
"Anyway, don't sleep, give this old man some energy!"
Elder Song gave them a warning, then walked out of the room, looked at the situation outside, and found that the outside was empty, and many people had already returned to their rooms to sleep.
Now, he can really judge that there is a problem!
"Old Song..."
Someone in the room called him softly. As soon as Mr. Song turned his head, he saw two people lying on the table and fell asleep. Although the others were holding on, it could be seen that they couldn't last long. .
"You..." Elder Song rushed over with an angry look on his face, and grabbed them vigorously, "Sleep is more important than life? I'm afraid that you will die if you sleep. !"
But it was useless, they were so sleepy, no matter how old Song yelled, they refused to wake up, and the rest of them also fell asleep. At this moment, almost the entire Ancheng had turned off the lights and fell into silence.
But Song Lao didn't fall asleep like them, he clearly felt that he was awake, and then he tried several ways to wake them up, but none of them worked.
……
On the streets of Ancheng, everything is silent, only gusts of wind blowing past, rolling up the light hem of the clothes.
Elder Song was walking on the street alone, looking left and right, his eyes were eager, he wanted to find out what was going on, and he would never allow the monster to make trouble!
Standing in an attic, Feng Qingyan looked at him.
"That person is okay?" Yingfeng beside him felt strange, after all, he had been in the city for two days, and he knew a thing or two about the weirdness in this city, and the reason they were okay was only because of the beads Feng Qingyan gave .
"It's normal, there are always a few people who are exceptions in this world." Feng Qingyan's expression was very indifferent.
Shadowwind nodded in agreement.
Feng Qingyan looked at that person, her calm eyes darkened a bit: "We have to find a way to lure him away, or trap him, at least don't jump out to get in the way tonight."
Yingfeng didn't know what she was going to do, but there should be something important tonight.After thinking for a while, Yingfeng volunteered to stand up, "Princess, this old man's cultivation is not bad, please go and lead him away."
"No, I'll settle this matter. Since he wants to find a problem, let's let him find it." Her eyes were unusually calm, and there was not much warmth in her tone.
So, Shadow Wind didn't say anything more.
……
Elder Song held a compass and walked straight along a road. The pointer on his compass was still turning, and it could be seen that the turning was stronger than during the day.
It's just that, he hasn't found out the specific location until now, so he can only watch the situation as he walks.
But suddenly, the pointer stopped, and it pointed to one of the directions. When Song Lao looked over, he saw a flash of red shadow.
"There is evil spirit!" His eyes froze, and he didn't care about other things at the moment, he put away the compass, and then circulated the spiritual power in his body, chasing after the red shadow.
Seeing this, the corners of Feng Qingyan's lips curved slightly in satisfaction, and the evening wind blew her hair messily across her cheeks, the night was heavy, but it was not as seductive as her smile.
……
In the middle of the night, a carriage passed by outside the city, and then the city gate was opened, and the coachman drove the carriage into the city.
Feng Qingyan in the dark saw it, and she squinted her eyes. At this time, Heipo floated out from the side very wisely, and said to her: "My lord, that's it."
"Let's go." Feng Qingyan's voice was indifferent, she turned around while withdrawing her gaze, and walked down with Yingfeng.
After the carriage stopped, Feng Qingyan had already brought a group of hidden guards to stand on the street not far away.
Then, she walked over in person.
Heipo still stayed in the dark, watching them, but at this moment, the black cat also jumped out and squatted beside him.
The coachman stood beside the carriage, bowed his head respectfully, and said to Feng Qingyan: "My lord, you have brought what you want, so I will step back now."
Feng Qingyan waved her hand, the coachman backed away, turned around and left, and left the city gate in a short while.
Then she walked to the carriage again, stretched out her hand to open the curtain, and then saw a person sitting in the carriage.
It was a man, about 60 years old, dressed very cleanly, his long gray hair was tied up, and his skin was abnormally morbidly white.
His face was wrinkled and he was in a trance, so he just lowered his eyes blankly, as if he couldn't perceive everything outside, and he didn't look very good, he must have experienced something.
"You..." Feng Qingyan wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say for a while, so she had to stop.
Shadow Wind not far away has been watching them, and he can vaguely see a figure in the carriage.
But who is this person?
"Lu Yiran." Feng Qingyan thought for a while, looked at the man in the carriage, and whispered these three words.
(End of this chapter)
After night fell, at three o'clock in the morning, many people gradually began to feel drowsy, raising their hands and yawning.
The group from the daytime was in an inn room at the moment. They were sitting around discussing things, but they also felt a little sleepy and yawned after a while.
Seeing this, Elder Song immediately said, "Be more energetic!"
So, they continued to discuss for a while, but it was only a quarter of an hour, and one of them said: "Mr. Song, why don't we talk about it tomorrow?"
"It's almost Haishi now, let's go back to rest first, and get up early tomorrow."
"Wait for me, I'll go too."
As he said that, two people wanted to go out, but Elder Song pointed at them and scolded them: "You want to be lazy and stop practicing, don't you? I'm not sleepy yet, you young people, you started to be lazy when Master is not here?"
Usually at this time, they should be cultivating. It is actually not a big problem for a cultivator to sleep or not.
"No, I'm also surprised. I usually don't go to bed so early, but today I may be too tired because of the rush, so..." One of them yawned wearily before he could finish speaking.
These words made Elder Song fall into deep thought.
And compared to the listlessness of the others, he seemed more energetic at the moment. It was fine to say that he was usually sleepy alone, but seeing these people sleepy together, he immediately noticed something was wrong.
"Don't sleep! Give me some energy!"
He yelled at them, and even stretched out his hand to pull them back, with a fierce look on his face.
They felt something strange during the day, so they turned around the whole Ancheng, but found nothing.
At first I thought the compass was broken, and I thought about it too much, so I didn't take it seriously afterwards, but now it seems that Song Lao feels that this matter is not that simple.
"Old Song, what are you doing?"
"Forget it, forget it, can I not sleep?"
The others didn't quite understand what Elder Song was doing, and only thought that he didn't let them sleep because he thought they were being lazy again.
"Anyway, don't sleep, give this old man some energy!"
Elder Song gave them a warning, then walked out of the room, looked at the situation outside, and found that the outside was empty, and many people had already returned to their rooms to sleep.
Now, he can really judge that there is a problem!
"Old Song..."
Someone in the room called him softly. As soon as Mr. Song turned his head, he saw two people lying on the table and fell asleep. Although the others were holding on, it could be seen that they couldn't last long. .
"You..." Elder Song rushed over with an angry look on his face, and grabbed them vigorously, "Sleep is more important than life? I'm afraid that you will die if you sleep. !"
But it was useless, they were so sleepy, no matter how old Song yelled, they refused to wake up, and the rest of them also fell asleep. At this moment, almost the entire Ancheng had turned off the lights and fell into silence.
But Song Lao didn't fall asleep like them, he clearly felt that he was awake, and then he tried several ways to wake them up, but none of them worked.
……
On the streets of Ancheng, everything is silent, only gusts of wind blowing past, rolling up the light hem of the clothes.
Elder Song was walking on the street alone, looking left and right, his eyes were eager, he wanted to find out what was going on, and he would never allow the monster to make trouble!
Standing in an attic, Feng Qingyan looked at him.
"That person is okay?" Yingfeng beside him felt strange, after all, he had been in the city for two days, and he knew a thing or two about the weirdness in this city, and the reason they were okay was only because of the beads Feng Qingyan gave .
"It's normal, there are always a few people who are exceptions in this world." Feng Qingyan's expression was very indifferent.
Shadowwind nodded in agreement.
Feng Qingyan looked at that person, her calm eyes darkened a bit: "We have to find a way to lure him away, or trap him, at least don't jump out to get in the way tonight."
Yingfeng didn't know what she was going to do, but there should be something important tonight.After thinking for a while, Yingfeng volunteered to stand up, "Princess, this old man's cultivation is not bad, please go and lead him away."
"No, I'll settle this matter. Since he wants to find a problem, let's let him find it." Her eyes were unusually calm, and there was not much warmth in her tone.
So, Shadow Wind didn't say anything more.
……
Elder Song held a compass and walked straight along a road. The pointer on his compass was still turning, and it could be seen that the turning was stronger than during the day.
It's just that, he hasn't found out the specific location until now, so he can only watch the situation as he walks.
But suddenly, the pointer stopped, and it pointed to one of the directions. When Song Lao looked over, he saw a flash of red shadow.
"There is evil spirit!" His eyes froze, and he didn't care about other things at the moment, he put away the compass, and then circulated the spiritual power in his body, chasing after the red shadow.
Seeing this, the corners of Feng Qingyan's lips curved slightly in satisfaction, and the evening wind blew her hair messily across her cheeks, the night was heavy, but it was not as seductive as her smile.
……
In the middle of the night, a carriage passed by outside the city, and then the city gate was opened, and the coachman drove the carriage into the city.
Feng Qingyan in the dark saw it, and she squinted her eyes. At this time, Heipo floated out from the side very wisely, and said to her: "My lord, that's it."
"Let's go." Feng Qingyan's voice was indifferent, she turned around while withdrawing her gaze, and walked down with Yingfeng.
After the carriage stopped, Feng Qingyan had already brought a group of hidden guards to stand on the street not far away.
Then, she walked over in person.
Heipo still stayed in the dark, watching them, but at this moment, the black cat also jumped out and squatted beside him.
The coachman stood beside the carriage, bowed his head respectfully, and said to Feng Qingyan: "My lord, you have brought what you want, so I will step back now."
Feng Qingyan waved her hand, the coachman backed away, turned around and left, and left the city gate in a short while.
Then she walked to the carriage again, stretched out her hand to open the curtain, and then saw a person sitting in the carriage.
It was a man, about 60 years old, dressed very cleanly, his long gray hair was tied up, and his skin was abnormally morbidly white.
His face was wrinkled and he was in a trance, so he just lowered his eyes blankly, as if he couldn't perceive everything outside, and he didn't look very good, he must have experienced something.
"You..." Feng Qingyan wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say for a while, so she had to stop.
Shadow Wind not far away has been watching them, and he can vaguely see a figure in the carriage.
But who is this person?
"Lu Yiran." Feng Qingyan thought for a while, looked at the man in the carriage, and whispered these three words.
(End of this chapter)