Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

The story begins in late spring when flowers are in full bloom, but now it is late winter with flying snow and withered branches. God manipulates the changing of the four seasons, but Shen Yichen never imagined that someone is actually manipulating his destiny!

There really is news that there is a Stargazing Mountain within the vast ocean.

On the moving carriage, Shen Yichen no longer had the energy to care about Hao Hai's affairs. He only had three people in his mind:

Old Taoist priest, Youyou, Ji Xuanfeng!

Why is Ji Xuanfeng here?

Because Ji Xuanfeng actually knew that he would come to the Sword Pool Valley of Xuankong Mountain, and it was hundreds of years ago, and there was also an agreement, and the Holy Sword Fengyin was actually a substitute for the agreed object.

This was so horrible that Shen Yichen felt a chill down his spine.

Not to mention Ji Xuanfeng, he was a stranger. If it was really Ji Xuanfeng who was manipulating his fate, Shen Yichen would be happy in his heart.

But what about the old Taoist priest and Youyou? Shen Yichen didn't even dare to think about it!

Shen Yichen cannot tell anyone what is in his heart, including Sister Qing.

Shen Yichen felt that this morning was very cold. He curled up outside the carriage with his hands around his legs, letting the carriage move forward freely.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the same goes for Sister Qing, because she is also a part of Shen Yichen's destiny. As I said before, if he dares to let Sister Qing out, then he must have a way to kill her!

"Chi Chen, what should I do? It turns out that I have been in the vortex all along!"

Sister Qing wanted to leave the sea of ​​consciousness and leave this damn vortex! But now she was seriously injured!

How could Shen Yichen know what to do? He felt that everything he did was a joke, he just followed his heart and let things take their own course, it was too funny! His original intention remained unchanged, his original intention was designed by others!

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with you? Don't you want to know where the Stargazing Mountain is? Now that you have the news, why are you still unhappy? And your talkative sister Qing, the Holy Sword Xingxuan was prepared for her, why is she silent?"

Ji Xuanyan in black was a little puzzled. Why did Shen Yichen and Sister Qing suddenly become silent?

Shen Yichen didn't notice that the street was very quiet. When the carriage reached the end of the street, it stopped, but he didn't notice it at all.

This is a crossroads.

There was a person standing in the middle of the intersection, a middle-aged man wearing a straw hat.

There was a man standing on the street where Shen Yichen was, not far from their carriage. Shen Yichen knew him. He was the handsome scholar, the leader of the Mengmo Sect, Mo, who lived in Longmian Mountain.

On the street to the left of Shen Yichen, there was also a middle-aged man. Shen Yichen had never seen him before, but that man knew Shen Yichen. Standing next to the middle-aged man was a bad chess player from the Cang Yun Sect.

On the street to the right of Shen Yichen was a member of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Yan, who was sent by Ouyang Zhengxiong.

He didn't recognize the person on the street opposite Shen Yichen. He was a slightly plump middle-aged man with a smiling face. He was really very friendly. He was holding two jade bone balls in his hands, which were constantly turning.

It was obvious that these people were surrounding and killing the middle-aged man wearing a straw hat in the middle of the intersection.

The atmosphere on the long street was solemn, quiet, and austere! Everyone was very nervous.

The bad chess player flashed to the outside of Shen Yichen's carriage and said with a smile:

"Little brother, we meet again!"

Shen Yichen seemed not to hear and did not move, but Ji Xuanyan in black in the carriage said softly:

“Some people are better off not meeting each other!”

The bad chess player was startled when he heard this. He thought it was the demon Qing Shan in the carriage, but this voice...

"I heard that you returned to Zhongzhou. Why are you in Jianying City again?"

"Jian Yingcheng doesn't belong to the Cang Yun Sect, what's your business? I can't play chess or fight, and you still have the nerve to ask?"

The bad chess player pondered for a moment, then walked forward and reached out to lift the curtain.

Shen Yichen had no idea and of course did not stop it.

When the bad chess player saw the people in the carriage, he was stunned, flew away, said nothing, and landed on the street on the left again.

"If you keep watching for a while longer, the fight won't work!"

The bad chess player actually urged everyone to take action.

"Brother Chen, what happened to you?"

Ji Xuanyan in black was a little unhappy that Shen Yichen actually ignored her, but she didn't know why, her spiritual consciousness broke into Shen Yichen's sea of ​​consciousness!

"What happened to him?"

"Women are unhappy for a few days every month, and so are men. Is it okay for Chichen to be unhappy?"

Sister Qing really didn't want to pay attention to Ji Xuanyan in black. She had been looking at Youyou's newly grown leaves, two already. Why didn't she collect Ji Xuanyan's spiritual consciousness?

"Brother Chen, the man in the middle is Murong Yanbo, the father of the Drunken Beauty. I'm afraid he's in trouble today. Don't you plan to help him?"

After the black-clothed Ji Xuanyan’s consciousness finished speaking, it left.

Shen Yichen still didn't react, his eyes were dull and lifeless.

The wind started to blow in the street, from the south to the north, cold and bleak, blowing off Murong Rongbo's straw hat and opening the curtains of the carriage.

Moving with the wind are four people in the east, west, south and north of the street.

The bad chess player unexpectedly flashed in front of the carriage at this moment.

In the middle of the street, five shocking auras rose into the sky. In an instant, sand and stones flew, smoke and dust billowed, and five colors of true energy intertwined with each other and intertwined with five human figures.

The tremendous energy gathered and did not disperse, gathering more and more. When the figure could no longer be seen, the bad chess player's frowning brows relaxed, only because the woman in the carriage did not intervene.

The power in the middle of the street was finally unbalanced, and the shocking aura dissipated in all directions. The bad chess player blocked the surging air waves in front of Shen Yichen's carriage, and the carriage was not affected.

When the storm dissipated, the long street returned to its quietness!

Murong Yanbo knelt on one knee, covered in wounds, still in the middle of the street, but the other four people changed their positions.

Opposite Shen Yichen was the leader of the Dream Demon Sect, Mo.

On the left is the middle-aged, slightly plump man. There is no smile on his face, and there is only one jade bone ball left in his hand.

On the right was Ouyang Yan again, also kneeling on one knee, leaning on the holy sword with a ferocious look on his face.

The handsome middle-aged man fell beside the bad chess player, his breath was unstable and he was obviously injured.

The strange thing was that no one spoke, and everyone was practicing martial arts, preparing for the next round of attack.

"Brother Chen, I suggest you help her, or the drunk beauty will hate you. Please, Sister Yan, Sister Yan can help you!"

Shen Yichen turned a deaf ear to everything. He was like a fool, a idiot, a moron, and stood still.

The wind is blowing in the streets again!

This time they moved from north to south, and the four of them moved with the wind and attacked Murong Rongbo.

Murong Rongbo was a purple shadow, madly releasing tremendous true energy, but he could not break through the blockade of the true energy around him. Soon, the five streams of true energy intertwined and fought with each other.

Silent fighting, silent struggle, only smoke, only air waves, only blurry figures.

"One pavilion, two religions, three sects, and four aristocratic families. After a thousand years, it is still difficult for them to work together for the grand plan. The Cang Yun Sect should have made a decision on where to go, right?"

Ji Xuanyan in black looked at the fighting scene with a smile on her face.

"Let's talk about it after you take over Jianying City!"

"Really? The Daoyuan Sect will attack the Cangyun Sect in three days. Which one do you think will disappear first, Jianying City or the Nine Peaks of the Cangyun Sect?"

The bad chess player was shocked when he heard this, turned around and looked at Ji Xuanyan in black, without saying a word!

When the air wave hit the street again, the bad chess player did not take any action. This time, Ji Xuanyan in black stabilized the carriage.

"It's been hundreds of years, and you're still so hated. The Ji family took Yingzhou, not Jianying!"

"Wrong, we took Yingzhou and destroyed Jianying. Don't let the Cangyun Sect become a burial object!"

After Ji Xuanyan in black finished speaking, she lowered the curtain, because the result had already been known on the street.

Murong Yanbo knelt on the ground, his true energy dissipating.

The slightly plump middle-aged man no longer had the jade bone ball in his hand, his face was filled with pain, his body was covered in blood, and he was taking medicine!

The bad chess player supported the middle-aged man, but he still looked at the carriage.

The leader of the Dream Demon Sect, Mo, kept coughing softly.

On the street opposite Shen Yichen, Ouyang Yan was flying backwards on the ground with his sword stuck in his side. He was not dead, but was dying.

In the sea of ​​knowledge,

"Chichen, you have to save Murong Yanbo, otherwise there will be a love-hate dilemma between you and Xixi!"

Sister Qing's tone was urgent.

Shen Yichen still didn't react.

"Oh, Brother Chen, you are so patient. If you don't beg me, I won't do anything! Some things will be too late to regret!"

Ji Xuanyan in black lifted the curtain and looked at the dazed Shen Yichen. She felt a little helpless, but even more curious in her heart.

"You guys take action, I'll stop this guy!"

The bad chess player's true energy surged around him, and he looked at Ji Xuanyan in black vigilantly. At the same time, except Ouyang Yan, the other three attacked Murong Lunbo.

In the direction where Ouyang Yan was, a woman wearing a veiled hat, with magic light in her palms, attacked Murong Rongbo at the same time.

So there are still four people this time, but they are obviously at the end of their strength, or there is no need for them to try their best.

Murong Rongbo was of course unwilling to give up, and held two falling lightning beads in his hands.

Suddenly, a man fell from the sky, a disheveled man, and landed in front of Murong Rongbo. A surging blood shadow rose into the sky and met the attacks of the four people.

Murong Yanbo was stunned and said two words:

"It's you!"

Ouyang Zhiqing flew out of the carriage and looked at the man covered in blood.

When the power of the blood shadow and the air waves of the four people's attacks disappeared, the man covered in blood shadow took Murong Rongbo's arm and flew away, but his face was revealed.

The slightly plump middle-aged man knelt on one knee and exclaimed:

"Ouyang Zhengxiong!"

The last woman who came fell beside Ouyang Yan and left with Ouyang Yan. Of course, the sword was still there. The woman was holding the sword, and the one-armed man was holding Ouyang Yan.

No one expected this outcome; it all happened in an instant.

The only person in the field who can stop the blood-stained figure is the bad chess player, but is he guarding against Ji Xuanyan in black?

Ouyang Zhiqing returned to the carriage, and she also thought that the man was Ouyang Zhengxiong.

The wind started to blow in the street again, and this time it was blowing from all directions.

Everyone had left, leaving only one carriage.

Shen Yichen was still unaware. He seemed to have seen nothing and had no idea that a shocking battle had taken place here.

The interesting thing is that the carriage moved forward on its own, just like Shen Yichen's fate, no one knew where it was going!

What is the wanderer? It is this horse, this thoughtless horse, but Shen Yichen has a heart and feelings!