Collapse: Black Moonlight Turns White, Popular Four-Star Character

"Brother Lan, we dug up a lot of radishes today, let me bring some to you."

The door was opened, and a little girl with the same hair color as Luo was holding a basket of radishes and placing it on the ground.

"Thank you, Ling... You don't have to send me gifts every time. You are both growing up." Lan did not refuse the other party's kindness, but he felt helpless in his heart.

He hopes that these children can have enough to eat.

Ling is Luo's sister. At that critical moment, it was because Ling called his name loudly that he was able to arrive in time.

"It's okay, Brother Lan, there are still a lot, really." Ling smiled and was very polite.

"Luo is the most naughty... Didn't he come today?" Lan looked outside. Isn't this kid the most active in coming to him on weekdays?

Ling looked hesitant and whispered, "He went to Abao's place and has been depressed since he came back."

"He knows everything...but—"

When talking about Po, Lan was also helpless.

Po is a cheerful child who likes to practice swordplay. He is Luo's rival and best friend.

But a sudden illness took away everything... Faced with this incurable disease, Lan could only say that it was God's will.

But people who are in the same situation will not think so. They will pray to God... pray, and He will give you strength.

Leaving one's life to be decided by God is bound to be the most vulnerable moment for a person.

"I will continue to keep an eye on other doctors for Po..." Lan said in a low, rich voice that was magnetic and gave people a sense of security.

"Okay." Ling believed in Lan from the bottom of her heart. She would go back and continue to comfort Luo, hoping that her brother could cheer up soon.

"Brother Nalan, please continue eating your noodles."

Ling glanced at the dining table and smiled.

"Continue eating noodles?"

Lan was stunned. He had just eaten, and Yun was the only one eating noodles at the table. Could it be that - it was not good.

Lan looked back. The noodles on the table were still steaming. The chopsticks were placed diagonally on the edge of the bowl. A drop of soup slowly slid down the bamboo grain, and only then did a very light "tapping" sound appear in the silence.

When he looked back at his waist, the purse had disappeared, and he had no idea when Yun had done anything to it.

There was no sign of the window being opened. How could it be so fast? Lan's pupils shrank and he felt like he was struck by thunder. He opened the window and leaves flew everywhere. Only then could he hear the sound of the wind clearly.

You are truly worthy of being called Brother Yun.

With his keenness and insight, he experienced for the first time the feeling of someone slipping away right under his nose.

The moment he diverted his attention, his wallet was stolen.

But looking at it from another angle, Yun could have ignored him and simply gone out and stolen someone else's wallet to achieve his goal, but with that kind of character - Lan never thought Yun would do that.

"What's wrong, Brother Lan, is there anything outside the window?" Ling asked curiously.

"Nothing, a stray cat ran away." Lan closed the window and said with a forced smile, "I'm going out for a while."

Just as Lan was about to leave, he was stopped by the strategist. The strategist stuffed the scroll into Lan's arms. Lan was caught off guard and his breathing was irregular. "What happened?"

"It's urgent. A new species has recently appeared in Zhu Ming - Sui Yang. According to the description above, it has no fixed form, and the only one found so far is in the shape of a flame." The strategist said with a serious expression.

Lan opened the scroll and suppressed the urge to look for Yun. "Ability?"

"At present, Zhu Ming has only discovered that they like to parasitize humans... As for other things, there has been no new progress. There have been a lot of people traveling between Yaoqing and Zhu Ming recently, and there has also been transportation of goods... I'm afraid--", ​​the strategist analyzed calmly, looking up and staring into Lan's eyes.

"The number is still unknown. Facing this unknown, Yao Qing must be on guard."

"Do you want to temporarily cut off all contact with Zhu Ming?"

Lan stroked the edge of the scroll with his fingertips, his expression calm, a gleam in his eyes, and he gave the order without a long silence.

"Cut off all traffic. Strengthen patrols and inspections at all points, rotating shifts day and night. Report any special circumstances promptly...especially those of people and belongings who have been to Yaoqing and returned."

"We need to understand... its capabilities. The unknown is terrifying. Strengthen communication with Zhu Ming. If they know how to disguise themselves—that would be... the most terrifying thing."

"What does it say above?" Lan raised his chin.

"Nature has left it to you to deal with. As always, you don't know the heat of fire until you've burned it, and you don't know the cold of water until you've drowned it."

The strategist snorted softly, deliberately dragging out the last syllable, "After all...the lives of the people below are not as valuable as theirs."

"Okay, go and notify everyone."

"Remember, you must notify me in case of special circumstances." Lan knew that the strategist was dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do since the nobles had been ruling for so long.

In addition to the previous Imperial War, the golden men of Xianzhou also activated the anti-organic equation, launching a rebellion and threatening the status of the nobles.

The pursuit of immortality is the orthodox thought of Xianzhou.

Who wants to experience birth, old age, sickness and death? Before disaster strikes them, people always describe the beauty of life as too perfect.

Lan felt a faint sense of unease. After bidding farewell to Ceshi and Ling, he took some money from the hiding place and went out to look for Yun. He was still worried, what if Yun lost his mind again?

Along the way, he also has to do some ideological work for the people.

On the other side, after leaving Lan's courtyard, Yannian breathed in the fresh air and felt refreshed.

It feels good to be away from the enemies for a while.

He called up the panel and looked at the energy value of 0.009%, frowning slightly. With him as the center, all the surviving vests in other timelines needed energy. Lin Ze and Jingnian who were not dead were a heavy burden to him.

Although by the time he completes his mission, their existence will have lost its meaning.

Not really...at least, there is Yan Ju.

It's a pity that only one of his arms was broken.

"That White Moonlight system is really a nuisance... I should fix it in advance next time."

On the roof, Yannian stands on the eaves, its back stretched into a cold and hard knife line.

In the cold moon, the wind blew past, but it couldn't blow away the stagnant coldness in those eyes.

"If Tail were here, it would provide me with a lot of convenience... After all—"

"I almost forgot, there is still a tail now, but it is still a fragment of the great years' "prairie fire." Yannian raised his thin lips a little and smiled softly.

"Let's go to the pharmacy first... I hope there will be something."

Yannian jumped off the roof and asked several people for the location of a nearby pharmacy. Those people looked at him strangely.

Some children were left alone with their parents, whispering, "Mom, this older brother's face is so scary, with scars..."

"Hush...they must have suffered a lot of injuries and hardships. We don't need to be afraid."

Yannian paused and left on the star raft.

I found the pharmacy. The lights were on inside, but it was a little too quiet.

When I pushed open the door, the air was filled with the aroma of medicine. A row of uncut candles illuminated the cabinets with flames.

Yannian looked around. There was no one behind the counter or next to the frying pan. There was only a copper pestle leaning against it, and half a cup of red sand in the grinding trough that seemed not to have dried up.

There were some herbs scattered on the ground. Yannian was about to bend down to pick them up when a voice came from behind, "A guest has come at night. What herbs are you looking for?"

The boss had a gentle voice, and his eyes, which were originally kind because of the wrinkles, had a hint of green in his pupils, like moss growing in a well, with greed quietly overflowing from it, very light and thin.

"I've found it, but the quantity is not enough," Yannian said lightly.

"What is it?"

"I can help you find it." The boss stretched out his hand. He could sense that the person in front of him had strong emotional fluctuations and was more delicious than anyone he had ever seen.

"Okay—then I'll... be welcome."

Yannian turned around and didn't move, allowing the flames to envelop him, but soon, the flames began to wail and make panic sounds.

"How can it be!"

"How can there be... nothing in your heart!"

"It's nothing, this is impossible--", the flame screamed and tried to escape, but was quickly swallowed up by Yannian.

"Because I know how to disguise better than you do...using emotions."

Yannian smiled with satisfaction and watched coldly as Suiyang disappeared.

Walking to the boss who was lying on the ground, Yannian squatted down and checked the boss's mental state. There was not a trace of it left, all of it was devoured by Sui Yang. Now, only an empty shell was left.

Yannian stood up and glanced sideways. Lan was standing at the door, panting and holding the threshold.

He really follows me wherever I go.

Seeing his boss lying on the ground, Lan quickly stepped forward and stretched out his finger to probe the tip of his nose.

Feeling that the boss was still breathing, Lan breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved, "He's still alive."

"There's no hope." Yannian's four words were like ice nails, hammering into Lan's chest one by one.

"Brother Yun, what do you mean?"

"He's still alive."

Lan only felt a buzzing in his ears.

"The body is dead, and Sui Yang feeds on the host's seven emotions and six desires, but they are not satisfied with this. The parasitic people usually uncontrollably perform stimulating behaviors to please them."

"This one is very weak, doesn't have a strong personality, and doesn't have a big flame."

"He has been completely devoured, and Suiyang will look for a new host." Yannian explained concisely, then clicked his tongue. He was not obligated to explain so much to Lan.

But he knew Sui Yang too well.

"Brother Yun, why do you know so much?"

Lan stared at Yannian, trying to find the answer.

This is so strange. Brother Yun's words are so familiar, as if he has done in-depth research on Sui Yang. However, Lian Xianzhou is only at the initial stage of understanding Sui Yang.

I didn’t pay much attention to what Brother Yun said before, but later I thought about it carefully - although there is no Ten Kings Division in Xianzhou, the legend of the "Ten Kings of Hell" has always been circulated among the people, abbreviated as "Ten Kings".

"Brother Yun, who are you?" Lan clenched his fingertips. He really wanted to tear apart the fog that shrouded Yun.

Yannian did not answer Lan. He stopped and narrowed his eyes slightly when he passed by Lan.

"I can tell you everything about Sui Yang and help you eliminate them. How about the price being your life?"

"My life?" Lan stood up and lowered his eyes. "My life is yours."

"cloud."