Traveling through the fairy world, I monopolize all the luck in the world!

The streets were dimly lit and the night breeze was cool.

The waning moon hangs in the sky, cold and lonely.

Lu Bei walked slowly in the streets. It was so quiet around him that he could only hear his own footsteps.

All the lights were turned off and the people in the city seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Lu Bei stopped and looked around with a cold look in his eyes. He had a guess in his mind.

Or the Blood Moon Sect's branch heard the news about Yuelong City and moved away as a whole because they were afraid of his fighting power, choosing to temporarily avoid the limelight.

Or maybe a force more powerful than the Blood Moon Sect guessed their route and replaced them, lurking in the villa ahead, waiting for their opportunity.

The latter is more likely, because the night wind seems to contain a faint smell of blood.

Lu Bei lowered his head and sneered, muttering, "There may be a fierce battle tonight."

He looked up into the depths of the darkness again, his eyes slightly narrowed, a fighting spirit gathered in his chest, and his morale was high.

Perhaps the enemy is stronger than him.

Perhaps he is in the open, while the enemy is in the dark, and danger is lurking everywhere.

But he would not flee without a fight.

Because, if there really is an ambush.

Now that we have entered the city, we should have been targeted. It is not that easy to escape. It is better to have a good fight.

He turned around and looked at the inn again. As long as he had no worries behind him, with the divine ring as his source of power, he had nothing to fear tonight.

Then he continued walking with a grim expression.

Go ahead to dangers.

The young man holding the sword is brave and moves forward, confident that he is invincible within three feet of him.

His face was resolute, his eyes were clear, and he walked deeper into the alley with a sword in hand.

The moonlight shines on the world, and the light and shadow chase the young man.

In the moonlight, his shadow was stretched very long.

The further you go, the taller you become, and your figure becomes more majestic with each step.

As we were walking, the wind suddenly blew in the city, the leaves flew around, and the shop signs swayed.

Lu Bei did not stop because of this, but instead his speed increased.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, and began to howl violently, with sand and stones flying everywhere and the green tiles on the roof shaking.

There was even a faint sound of crying coming from somewhere, sometimes far away, sometimes near, but when I listened carefully, it disappeared.

Lu Bei was upset by all this and started walking quickly.

As he was walking quickly, he suddenly stopped and looked to the right in surprise.

There was a little girl about four or five years old, lying on the windowsill with her hands on her cheeks, looking at the moon.

His face was painted like a doll in a New Year picture. He was wearing mourning clothes and a mourning hat. When he looked up at the moon, there were tears in his eyes, as if he was missing his old friend.

Lu Bei looked at the little girl. The girl seemed to be afraid of strangers and shrank her neck timidly.

"Niuniu, it's windy, stop looking."

An elderly man's voice sounded from inside the house. A short and thin old man with gray hair and wearing linen clothes came over, touched the child's hair lovingly, then looked at Lu Bei calmly, nodded slightly, and closed the window and door.

Lu Bei frowned slightly, feeling a little strange.

Because according to his perception, there were only these two people in the house, no coffin of the deceased, and nothing else.

But why are the young children wearing mourning clothes, but the old people don’t have any mourning clothes?

But he could only frown slightly in surprise, because according to his perception, the grandfather and grandson were both ordinary people, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation in their bodies.

"Niuniu, let grandpa play the erhu for you, okay?" the old man's voice came from the window.

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa," the girl said in a sweet voice.

In the candlelight, a little girl was lying on the table, ready to listen attentively to the old man playing the erhu.

Soon, the melodious sound of the erhu was heard from inside the window, the tune was light and harmonious.

The little girl clapped her hands and said, "Grandpa is so awesome."

The old man laughed and said, "Haha, Niuniu wants to listen, grandpa will keep playing for you."

"Okay, okay," the girl's shadow jumped happily.

Lu Bei frowned again and looked around.

It was such a quiet street, probably everyone was fast asleep, but suddenly the sound of the erhu was heard, and no one came out to make a noise?

But Lu Bei had something to do at the moment and couldn't care less about such trivial matters.

Finally, he used his mind to sense again, and after confirming that there was no fluctuation of true energy or spiritual energy in the two of them, he frowned and walked away.

Lu Bei's figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

As Lu Bei’s figure moved away.

The sound of the erhu playing inside the window suddenly stopped.

The girl's face suddenly turned ferocious as she glared at the old man, "Old thing, if you touch my head again next time, I'll eat you."

Her voice was like a broken throat, extremely unpleasant, like the voice of an old woman.

The old man sneered at the girl, "You think I want to touch your head, you old woman who hasn't washed her hair in 180 years?"

The girl suddenly threw a sugar pill into her mouth. The next moment, she abruptly took off her mourning hat, pointed at her head, pinched her waist, glared at the old man and cursed, "Open your dog eyes and see clearly. Don't I wash my hair every day?"

The old man looked at the girl with a sneer. The girl had blood-red greasy hair, as if her hair had been washed with blood. Combined with the pale face, the girl looked weird and eerie.

"You're the only one who thinks this looks good," the old man snorted.

As he spoke, the old man threw a sugar pill into his mouth. His body instantly swelled up and he turned into a tall and burly old man, at least two meters tall.