Article 157

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Mo Ran was relieved, clapped his hands and smiled: "It turns out that this is the case, the fairy sisters are really thoughtful, thank you very much."

Now that the worry has been eliminated, Mo Ran and Chu Wanning went to the cave to try out together. The cave was dark, and as soon as they stepped in, their bodies suddenly felt suspended in the air, and then a blurry scene of various colors flashed in front of their eyes, and countless distorted faces converged into a river and floated past them.

When the two of them fell to the ground and stepped on their feet firmly, they found that they had been teleported to Gu Lin'an, standing at the intersection of the old road on the outskirts of the city. It was noon at this time, the sun was shining brightly, and there was a strong stench in the air.

Two hundred years ago, the ancient city of Lin'an, where hundreds of ghosts walked at night, was accompanied by this strong smell, like a scorched scroll in the flames of war, slowly and sadly unfolding in front of Mo Ran and Chu Wanning.

The author has something to say:

Small theater [Several options for the copy of Featherman Fantasy]

What is the ending of Mo Ran and Chu Wanning's copy?

No milk, rush to the street.

What is the ending of the copy of Mo Ran and Shi Meixia?

No chance, the author won't let it.

What is the ending of Mo Ran and Xue Meng's copy?

He was so noisy that he would lose his meridians faster than anyone else in front of the boss.

What is the ending of Xue Meng and Shi Moxia's copy?

Normal configuration, you can win.

What is the ending of Xue Meng and Shizun's duo copy?

Flicking the street, one dps has been applauding the other dps.

What is the ending of the copy of Shizun and Shi Moxia?

The boss died in the hands of Mo Ran, who was taken away, so there is no such copy.

Chapter 63 Who did I meet!

Back then, Lin'an City was in the midst of war, blood ointment was everywhere, and ruined walls were everywhere. Under the influence of the evil spirits and the miasma, the grass in the outskirts of the city withered and all the trees withered.

Before Mo Ran could recover, he heard a strange noise. He raised his head, and suddenly saw a pair of fresh intestines hanging on the remnant branch of an old locust tree not far away, and more than ten black crows were pecking around , blood drops and meat residues splashed down continuously.

Under the tree, the body of a middle-aged man was lying down, his abdomen was torn open by sharp claws, and dirty blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor. No one can know whether his eyes were open or closed when he died. His eyeballs had been pecked out.

Mo Ran is no stranger to such a scene.

In his previous life, he ran across the world and slaughtered all seventy-two cities of the Confucianism School. At that time, the blood was flowing and the corpses were scattered all over the field. It was the same tragic situation.

But for some reason, the blood in his previous life made him so happy that every bit of flesh and blood in his body screamed wantonly. However, seeing a similar tragic situation suddenly at this moment, he felt a sense of pity... Could it be that he had been pretending to be cute for a long time, and gradually changed his sex unconsciously?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes, and a cloud of dust rose in front of him.

Those who can gallop in such a chaotic world are probably not good birds.

Mo Ran immediately grabbed Chu Wanning and took him behind him, but the old road of Lin'an was open and there was no place to hide. In the blink of an eye, a group of light cavalry appeared in the vast dust and smoke. After a closer look, they realized that the horses were not strong. .

Those people were dressed in uniform white-bottomed Zhu Jin costumes, red and white feather pockets on their heads, and double-dragon strangulation rings on their foreheads with equal eyebrows. Although their clothes were not very clean, they were very neat and tidy. Although their faces were extremely thin, they were still in good spirits. What's even more rare is that each of them is holding a strong bow, and their backs are full of feathered arrows.

In the chaotic world of wars and smoldering flames, two things are most valuable: food and weapons.

They are obviously not ordinary people.

Mo Ranzheng does not know whether the person who comes is good or evil, whether it is an enemy or a friend. But one of the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy was heard screaming: "Father! Father!"

The young man staggered and rolled off the horse with a plop, fell into the mud, got up again, stumbled and ran towards the bottom of the tree, threw himself on the dead middle-aged man, and burst into tears: "Daddy!" ! Daddy!"

The others also showed expressions of pity, but they had obviously seen so much life and death that they were even a little numb, so no one got off their horses to persuade them except the young man who was weeping bitterly at the dead body.

Someone noticed Mo Ran and Chu Wanning not far away, stunned for a moment, and asked in the official language of Lin'an dialect: "Aren't you local?"

Mo Ran said: "Yes,...we came from Shu."

"So far?" The man was taken aback. "In this world, there are ghosts every night. How did you survive?"

"...I know some spells." Mo Ran knew that if he said too much, he would lose it. Seeing that these people had no malicious intentions, he pulled Chu Wanning out of the conversation, "This is my brother, we passed by here, and we can't walk anymore , I want to take a break."

When those people in the cavalry saw Chu Wanning, some of them seemed to be slightly stunned, and two of them whispered a few words.

The ink burned alertly: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." The young man in charge said, "seriously. You should rest in the city. Don't think there are no monsters here. If it's night, there will be ghosts everywhere. Xiaoman's adoptive father just goes out in the daytime. I was looking for something to eat, but it rained heavily yesterday, so I didn’t have time to come back before dark, so it’s just..." He sighed heavily, and didn’t say any more.

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