[All staff to] the world

When the tide receded for the last time and a snowdrop landed on the nose of a passerby, Wei Chen and Fang Shijing from the Warlock Tower led a few people back to the edge of the blue rain.

Early winter revealed a bit of chill, which added a touch of chill to the gate of the territory driven by the gears.

"I almost don't recognize this land," Wei Chen sat on the carriage, listening to the creaking sounds, "Why is that chimney different from the ones I saw along the way? There's no smoke coming from it, so it's not working? "

"I had someone engrave a few cleaning spells on it," Yu Wenzhou pointed to the top of the chimney, "The smell is really bad, and the sound is also loud."

"The young master has a bad temper..." Wei Chen sighed.

Fang Shijing leaned against the carriage, holding a book in front of him, his eyes were half-closed, wondering if he was sleeping or reading.

Huang Shaotian lay on the window of the car, looking at the changed Blue Rain Frontier with great interest.

The battle is over, everyone returns to their hometown, everyone returns to their hometown, and everyone settles down to their homes.

A little bit of dust stained with snow fell on his nostrils.

"Boss Wei! Boss Fang! Wenzhou! It's snowing, it's snowing! It's snowing!"

Wei Chen thumped his waist and smiled at Huang Shaotian.

It's snowing, another year has passed.

A year ago, Huang Shaotian picked up Yu Wenzhou, and a principality was destroyed.

A year later, Huang Shaotian brought back Yu Wenzhou, and a frontier alliance was established.

Yu Wenzhou took off the guardian stone from his hand, took Huang Shaotian's hand and stood at the foot of the border city wall that had already taken on a protective posture.

Sitting on the carriage, Wei Chen raised his hand, and the hexagram began to spread light across the entire border land.

The craftsmen have already dug the deep grooves, and the bluestone slabs are inlaid with tamped grooves, and the gaps are sealed with copper juice.The earth began to tremble under the manipulation of the warlock, and the boiling metal juice was ready.

The gear drives the chain, the furnace begins to tilt, and the earth wall begins to climb under the manipulation of spells.

Wei Chen lifted the curtain: "Let go!"

The liquid metal poured down, and the whole city cheered!

The new city is established, the guardian stone is inlaid on it, and the brilliance of the six-pointed star will illuminate this place forever.

Wei Chen thumped his waist and sighed, "I'm really old..."

Fang Shijing remained unmoved and closed his eyes.

Basically, the Warlock Tower has not changed much. There are a bunch of mutated herbs with amazing attack power outside, vines climbed to the top of the tower, and an untimely blue flower welcomes the first snow.

After exhausting the journey, Fang Shijing rushed to the people who came to condolences early, and asked Yu Wenzhou to take Huang Shaotian to rectify and rest.

"Obviously I've lived here the longest, Boss Fang is partial!" Huang Shaotian dragged Yu Wenzhou to the room. "Come and come to Wenzhou! I'll take you to rectify and rest! Wait! We haven't been back for almost a year. Who will clean the house for me?!"

No one, most people can't get into the Warlock Tower if they want to clean it.

Huang Shaotian lazily followed Yu Wenzhou to clean the room. Huang Shaotian, who was so tired that he was dying, said that he could be exhausted in one room. How about Wenzhou and the two of us sleeping in the same room tonight?

Yu Wenzhou patted his head and agreed.

When Wei Chen woke up in the middle of the night, he found Fang Shijing sitting at the table in the hall reading a book.

"It's so late..." Wei Chen scratched his hair, "Why are you..."

The barrier sealed off the entire hall.

"Soundproof." Fang Shijing put down the book in his hand and looked up at Wei Chen, "Have you figured it out?"

"What are you thinking about?" Wei Chen tapped the barrier with his hand.

"Everything is ready," Fang Shijing pointed at the door, "You are so impatient to abdicate and give way to the virtuous, can't you see that Boss Wei is still so self-aware, humble and friendly?"

Under Fang Shijing's venomous tongue, Wei Chen could only evade in extreme embarrassment: "If you have something to say, say it well, Fang Shijing, don't be like this."

"Are you ready to roll?" Fang Shijing sat in the main seat, his face pale like a ghost under the half-dark candlelight, his expression was leering, his eyebrows were sharp, "You don't plan to tell your baby who is sleeping soundly upstairs Heart why?"

"Wait, wait," Wei Chen raised his hands in surrender, "Don't talk nonsense, you know whose sweetheart is that better than I do, so if you have something to say, say it well, say it well, I'm quite afraid of your mouth..."

Something was wrong with Fang Shijing, this thought just flashed through Wei Chen's mind and passed away. In his impression, Fang Shijing was still following behind him, taking care of all his deputy who was too lazy to handle chores for him.

Being oppressed by yourself is so imposing?

Wei Chen smiled wryly: "I suffered quite a bit of mental trauma this time. Huang Shaotian didn't notice it, haven't you? Maybe even Yu Wenzhou's boy found out, and I've already fallen to S rank."

"You are the master of the Warlock Tower."

"There is a successor, isn't it?"

"He's still young."

"And you."

Fang Shijing smiled instead of anger: "You are determined to leave, right? Because you are injured, because you have a successor, and even a temporary manager is ready, so you can leave with peace of mind. We also want to thank you right?!"

Wei Chen was forced to take a step back by the series of words: "I just..."

"Come out," Fang Shijing turned his head to look at the stairs, "Remove your invisibility spell, Yu Wenzhou."

A boy appeared inside the barrier. Yu Wenzhou stood on the ground barefoot, wearing only pajamas.

Wei Chen snapped his fingers, and the fire lit up.

"Go back to sleep," Fang Shijing continued to issue orders, "Take care of Huang Shaotian and don't allow him to come out."

"Old Wei..."

"go back."

Yu Wenzhou could only bow to the two of them, and then retreated to his room.

"Old Wei," Yu Wenzhou looked at Wei Chen before leaving, "You don't have to think too much, really. Blue Rain needs you."

No, Wei Chen sat down with his hands on his forehead, Lan Yu really can't have me.

The fall of the realm is one reason, on the other hand, the temple lost the head of the paladin, and the mage tower lost the great magician.

If the warlock tower appears to be safe and sound, who knows what will be targeted.

Even Su Muqiu...

The mercenary regiment led by Tao Xuan, who was established as the representative of the old forces, had already lost a wing that could take off.

The originally prepared pattern was broken, so it could only readjust the layout and conflict of forces.

The Warlock Tower cannot be the place to be focused on, because if one's own strength falls, the loss of the Warlock Tower on the bright side cannot be seen at all.

But the blow is on the inside.

"I have to go."

A hexagram totem dissipated on Wei Chen's forehead, and gradually brightened between Fang Shijing's eyebrows.

"So, get lost."

Wei Chen hugged Fang Shijing: "Sorry, I will trouble you in the future."

The wind and snow poured into the warlock tower, and it was quickly isolated again.

Fang Shijing gradually slumped on the chair, his mental line couldn't condense in his hands no matter what.

He thought of the same night ten years ago, when he carried a bastard back to the Warlock Tower and threw him on the bed. Even if he fell to a level, things didn't seem as bad as they are now.

"Do you think," he murmured to himself, "that you are the only one who has fallen in the realm?"

When Yu Wenzhou returned to the room, he opened the door, and Huang Shaotian sat on the bed, curled up with his arms around his knees.

"Young days, young days?"

"Boss Wei..." Huang Shaotian raised his head, his beautiful big eyes seemed to be sunken, "He wants to leave?"

Yu Wenzhou didn't know where to explain it, so he could only hug Huang Shaotian.

"Let go of me! Let go of me!" Huang Shaotian suddenly rioted, not only him, but Yu Wenzhou also felt it.

Totems were exchanged, and Wei Chen's aura was wiped out by the Warlock Tower.

he left.

Yu Wenzhou hugged Huang Shaotian desperately, physically it was basically impossible for him to subdue Huang Shaotian, what's more, he was reluctant to do it.

But it is even more impossible for Huang Shaotian to chase him out.

Fang Shijing and Wei Chen issued two prohibition orders at the same time, Huang Shaotian chased them out, and they would be directly bounced back.

"Let go of me! Let go of me!" Huang Shaotian was entangled in Yu Wenzhou's hands and feet. In fact, he didn't have any strength.

For example, he bit Yu Wenzhou hard.

Yu Wenzhou gasped, it was so hard, he probably bleed.

A binding technique was used by Yu Wenzhou to restrain Huang Shaotian inadvertently. Yu Wenzhou pushed him down on the bed, suppressing the legs that were still kicking.

"Let go of me! Let me go! It's all your fault!" Huang Shaotian huddled in Yu Wenzhou's arms and cried, "I shouldn't have picked you back! Boss Wei won't confirm his next succession until he finds you!" Tower Master! I won’t participate in that battle of the abyss! I won’t leave! It’s all your fault! Huh…you’re just…just…"

"It's all my fault..." Yu Wenzhou put his arms around Huang Shaotian, trying to comfort the sentinel who was on the verge of collapse with mental waves. Huang Shaotian was conveying to him a kind of anger, a kind of sadness from the bottom of his heart, like the most beloved thing Generally isolated.

No, the layers are even deeper, that is the pain of being torn apart.The saddest movement.

"Blame me……"

Ye Yu, who has always been obedient, didn't know what to do, and was extremely irritable, because Huang Shaotian's state was quite unstable.

This is also the reason why Yu Wenzhou didn't dare to let Huang Shaotian go to see Wei Chen. If he was stimulated again, Huang Shaotian was already in a state of exhaustion and received the riot caused by his own mental fluctuations. If he was stimulated again...

He will fall into the long night.

Yu Wenzhou would never let this kind of thing happen, he would snuff out every sign of unfavorable signs and kill all possibilities.

Mieshen tried to bring Ye Yu back to comfort him, but Ye Yu, who had always been obedient, suddenly violently bit Mieshen.

Yu Wenzhou let out a scream that got stuck in his throat, and he fell down in an instant.

The restraint was released, but Huang Shaotian remained motionless.

"Wenzhou, Wenzhou," he carefully hugged Mieshen who had been bitten by Ye Yu, trying to turn Yu Wenzhou over, "I didn't mean it, I didn't want to, I... Wenzhou, Wenzhou, you Don't scare me! Wenzhou!"

Yu Wenzhou's face was pale, and there were black and white spots flickering in front of his eyes. He had a severe headache, as if there were thin needles stirring inside.

"It's okay..." After a while, he hugged Huang Shaotian and stroked his hair soothingly, "Are you venting your anger?"

"Woooo..." Huang Shaotian buried himself in Yu Wenzhou's arms, "I really...really..."

Yu Wenzhou gently covered Huang Shaotian's mouth with his hand: "I know, you, it's just..."

"It's just a little... sad."

"What's more...I'm really a...troublesome...well..."

Huang Shaotian covered Yu Wenzhou's mouth, hugged Yu Wenzhou with a cat in his arms, and buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder.

Dampness climbed up his skin bit by bit, Yu Wenzhou raised his hand and touched Huang Shaotian's head with all his strength.

Don't cry...why are you crying...it wasn't you who was bitten...

Fang Shijing opened the door, touched Yu Wenzhou's forehead, and handed a bottle of medicine to Huang Shaotian: "It will be better if you feed him."

"It's just the three of us..." Fang Shijing covered the two teenagers with a quilt, "As soon as the snow stops, you will grow up another year. Now, it's past the time to treat yourself as a child."

"Although," Fang Shijing looked at the white snow outside the window, his eyes were tranced and far away, "I hope you will be children for the rest of your life..."

The warlock tower uttered a lament, their tower master left, and Fang Shijing shouldered the heavy burden.

Under the abyss is purgatory.

People who have been eroded by dark magic are divided into two categories, one is the existence of fallen spirits.

There is another category, they are born to be denied by the Temple of Light.

A user of dark magic.

The temple calls them ghost messengers, they are the ones who bring darkness. Very few high-level adventurers know of their existence, and the rest of the people can only vaguely guess a little shadow in the legends and the songs of the troubadours.

Awakened ones who have been corrupted by dark magic will usually kill themselves before the corruption is complete.Because one really can't bear to drive and temper dark magic for his own use, on the other hand, even if the conversion is successful, he will be hunted down by both the Fallen Spirit and the Temple of Light just like the ghost messenger.

As for ghost messengers, most forces expressed neutral attitude towards them.

The underground world belongs to you, and the prosperity on the ground has nothing to do with you.

The ghost messengers are avoiding the pursuit of the fallen spirits and the Temple of Light. They are underground and have a safe zone of their own.

Two little ghosts are playing on the rugged rocky mountain, and dark magic is like a natural tool in their hands.

"Hey, little girl," a pretty little ghost was lifted up by the neck.

"I'm a man." The little devil cast a glance at the man, what was that, what was he wearing?

A heavy armor with a shawl, and most importantly...

He's still holding a staff, not to mention what is the other strip around his waist?There is also a long tube-shaped thing on its back.

What kind of dress is this?

The white tiger followed behind him all the time, and the darkest night was in his eyes.

The man looked up at the shadowy silhouette that looked like the outline of a city not far away, touched the white tiger's head, and sighed.

The golden eyes are still the prettiest.

"Tell me, kid, how do you get up there?"