Chapter 425 You guys, please hide well

Door.

It appeared out of thin air, with the same appearance as the gate of Beidian City.

The difference is that the city gate no longer has traces of being soaked in years of blood.

This city gate bears the traces of the passing of time.

The door knocker holds a ring in its mouth to ward off evil and pray for blessings.

The moment the city gate appeared, all the undead in the city disappeared into thin air.

The air suddenly became scorching hot and the temperature around me rose, as if I were in a furnace.

The sun built of blazing fire and the reflection cast by the shadow stone became real fire after the dead disappeared.

The raging fire ignored the spiritual barrier and the gentle rain from the Cangshui River, pressing down infinitely, as if to crush Ye Xingzhou and roast him.

The way to survival that was created in the last second turned into a dead end that would crush you.

The only way out is the city gate that suddenly appears in front of us.

The planner was forcing Ye Xingzhou to approach the door.

What's behind the door?

Ye Xingzhou didn't have time to think about it, and stabbed his sword into the center of the double shadow array.

He was the one who set up the formation, so he knew exactly where the center of the formation was.

Instead of following the path paved by the schemer, he might as well find another way out.

Turn a dead end into a way of life.

The moment the soft sword was inserted into the center of the formation, Ye Xingzhou jumped up quickly and pulled out the broken umbrella handle and inserted it into the center of the Zaojingguantian formation.

The two forces collided.

There was a burst of bright light.

Ye Xingzhou was stabbed so hard that he closed his eyes.

Accompanied by a heat that burns into the bone marrow.

The blue water turned into a dragon and protected Ye Xingzhou.

bite--

The third bell rang.

I don’t know how long it took.

The burning heat that felt like peeling off the skin finally subsided.

Ye Xingzhou sat up suddenly and took a breath.

The Cangshui has turned into a jade bracelet, attached to Ye Xingzhou's wrist.

Cangshui consumed too much spiritual energy in that previous block.

He was so sick that even the light of the jade bracelet dimmed.

"Cangshui, are you okay?"

Cangshui nudged the back of Ye Xingzhou's hand.

"I've consumed too much spiritual energy. I'll take a nap and recover soon."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Ye Xingzhou stroked the jade bracelet with his fingertips.

Good blue water.

Ye Xingzhou admitted that he had hit it too hard before, and from now on, Cangshui would hit him instead.

If there was no Cang Shui today, even if the center of the formation was destroyed, there would still be a high probability of being burned to death.

Ye Xingzhou also had the chance to experience roasting a whole lamb.

After exhaling the hot air, the spiritual energy cleared the meridians and tendons. After the heat dissipated, Ye Xingzhou had time to observe his surroundings.

He was in a wood.

There is a narrow path with a yellow mud road that has been trampled hard, which means people walk on it frequently.

Where is this?

Ye Xingzhou took out the jade slip, and the aura of everyone on the jade slip disappeared.

Going back in time again?

A flashback without warning?

wrong.

The previous second, it was the mastermind who tried to force him into the door, but he escaped.

Now, did he really escape?

not necessarily.

Ye Xingzhou lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on the path.

Because it had just rained, the yellow mud road was muddy, and a leaf was floating in the puddles formed by footprints.

Ye Xingzhou reached out and picked it up.

It's a wooden butterfly.

All the wooden butterflies in Beidian City were taken into Cangshui's body.

Where did this wooden butterfly come from?

There is only one answer, he is still on the chessboard constructed by the planner.

Didn't escape.

Even if he chose another path, he still couldn't escape.

Ye Xingzhou twisted the wooden butterfly.

It's a deep sense of powerlessness.

This game is complicated.

Ye Xingzhou only felt that he was being pulled repeatedly by several invisible hands, and he had to walk by relying on the strands of silk in an unclear situation.

Every move you make is another person's move.

I can't see clearly.

Ye Xingzhou leaned against the tree trunk and sat down dejectedly.

Sit for a second and then launch yourself again.

It had just rained, and the grass on the ground was still wet. Just now, when I rubbed the tree trunk, water dripped from the leaves above my head.

Even a bear rubbing its back to relieve its itch doesn't have as much strength as him.

Ye Xingzhou wiped the rain off his face.

When people are unhappy, they can even bully a tree.

Ye Xingzhou smiled, but with his head and face covered in rain, his smile was particularly dry.

They just picked on him and took advantage of him, and they didn't even try to fleece the sheep like this.

Looking at the obviously populated path in front of him, Ye Xingzhou turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

The wooden butterfly is the symbol of Beidian City.

From the moment he saw the wooden butterfly, he knew where the path led.

Beidian City.

Ye Xingzhou didn't hold out much hope of getting out of here.

Just like the city gate that he couldn't enter, he couldn't get out unless he followed the planner's intention.

Ye Xingzhou might still be in the Blood Moon Formation.

really.

The deeper we go into the woods, the heavier our steps become.

As if it was reconstructed, as he walked, without any fluctuation of spiritual power or demonic energy, a narrow path reappeared before his eyes.

The puddle created by the footprints is still there.

In the puddle, a group of wooden butterflies were floating.

And this piece of wooden butterfly had been picked up by Ye Xingzhou at the beginning.

Now it appears again, in the same place, without even changing its position.

Like copy and paste.

If you don't follow the set path, you won't be able to get out.

Ye Xingzhou's gaze fell on the wooden butterfly.

In that case, he must meet for a while.

To put it another way, everyone else is in the dark, only Ye Xingzhou is in the light.

Isn't this just hide-and-seek?

Ye Xingzhou was responsible for finding the people these people were hiding.

If he caught them, he would chop them into pieces and feed them to the toilet.

When I think about it this way, it feels pretty good to switch identities from being manipulated to being the pursuer.

"You guys better hide well."

Ye Xingzhou rubbed his neck, took out the soft sword and held it in his hand.

The clean tips of shoes stepped on the muddy loess road.

The black toe of the shoe was splashed with a few spots of mud.

The soft sword emits a cold light.

At this time, the rain stopped in Yangming.

In the distant sky, between the mountains, rainbows are connected and bluebirds are carrying the wind.

The sun shines from behind the clouds.

The sun was just setting and it was still a little dazzling.

The raindrops hanging on the branches and leaves are crystal clear.

Ye Xingzhou walked forward along the narrow path.

From the small path to the big path.

The weeds on both sides of the road were cleared from time to time, which was completely different from the desolate Beidian City that Ye Xingzhou had seen.

This path is the same one that the vengeful spirit opened up with his bare hands.

Ye Xingzhou sensed the soul contract.

It was still the same, he couldn't sense anything in the outside world.

At the end of the road, behind a wooden butterfly tree.

Ye Xingzhou was the first to hear the hawker's calls.

Looking through the leaves, he saw a bustling scene at the city entrance.

The sounds of hawkers hawking and children playing.

It was a voice I hadn't heard in a long time.

Also, the aroma of steaming meat buns floating in the air.

The people of Beidian City are alive again.

Alive again?

Is it a hundred years ago now?

What are you doing?

Ye Xingzhou frowned and walked towards the city gate hesitantly.

The high city stood there.

Guards guarding the city stood on both sides in armor, pedestrians were walking hurriedly, and vendors' stalls were lined up in rows.

In and out, busy all the time.

Full of vitality.

Ye Xingzhou paused, a little confused.

Is this in the Blood Moon Formation, or a hundred years ago?

If it was a hundred years ago, why couldn't he leave this land?

If it was a blood moon formation, why could he clearly sense the breath of the living people around him?

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