‌‌People with strong cultivation cannot ‌ keep flying with their swords without sleep. Lu Yaoyao and his group kept flying for a day, and finally saw the lights of the town when night fell.

They landed at the city gate, but unfortunately, the city gate was closed and they could not enter the city.

What a sad story.

They camped in the open space not far from the city gate. Yanzi lit a bonfire, and Lu Yaoyao went hunting and barbecued meat.

The five of them didn't chat much. After experiencing the excitement of chasing and killing for a day and night, and driving non-stop for a whole day, they were exhausted both physically and mentally.

After they had filled their stomachs, Yanzi told them to rest quickly and continue their journey tomorrow.

Fortunately, they haven't been hunted since that wave of monks, and they don't have to run around day and night.

Although Wen Zixing and Chao Muxue were not afraid of blood, the hurdle in their hearts could not be overcome so easily, so Wen Zixing hugged Du Qianshan closely, and Lu Yaoyao and Chao Muxue hugged each other tightly and lay on the blanket.

superior.

Lu Yaoyao lay on Chao Muxue's arms, looking up at the night sky motionless. No matter how many times she looked at it, Lu Yaoyao would still be shocked by the vastness of the starry sky, which was filled with stars.

, as if you can reach it at your fingertips, it’s so beautiful.

The night wind gradually picks up, blowing the soft branches and leaves, making a subtle whistling sound. Under the same starry sky, the cornices are scattered high and low, and the starlight shines on the roof. A slender figure lies half-back on the most majestic and tallest building.

Leaning on the jade tile, his right elbow was half-supported on the surface of the tile, and he was holding a jar of wine in his left hand, looking at the starry sky and drinking leisurely.

The pure and strong wine flowed out from the mouth of the jar and fell into the man's slightly raised mouth. His Adam's apple rolled up and down. The wine that was too late to swallow flowed down from his lips and wetted his skin.

His three thousand hanging hair swayed slightly, the ends falling on the tiles, and the red hairband was bright.

The cool starlight fell on that person, even though half of his face was in shadow, it was still breathtaking.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, he half-sited up, raised his right hand in the air and made a grabbing motion, and a fluorescent note suddenly appeared in his open palm.

Lu Qingyu opened it casually, glanced at it casually, and then smiled disdainfully, "All kinds of messy things have happened, why would I run errands for such a trivial thing?"

Lu Qingyu stuffed the note into the cave and continued drinking.

Ah, the little kid is not here, my rival has gone to retreat again, and I can't find anyone to fight with. It's really boring.

Those rats in the gutter are too deep to be dug out for a while, and everyone in the devil world is so scared that he can't even find trouble...

Why don't you go and see the little boy? You've been out training for a long time. You should be done with it, right?
Chapter completed!