At night, the stars are hanging.

The night in the holy land is different from other places.

In a loft, Yan Feng stood outside the window, looking at the sky, the holy realm... there was no moon.

There are only shining stars after shining.

This is the second day and night after he entered the Divine Sword City, tomorrow... it is the time for the Divine Sword Sect to register for new disciples.

Although it was the Divine Sword Sect who was seeking new things, it did not cause much trouble in the city.

For most people, this is a matter of no hope, and they will not place hope on it.

However... although I don't give myself hope, there are many people who go to watch.

This platform is located in the city.

There, there is a statue of a sword.

It is as high as ninety-nine feet.

Yan Feng, with calm eyes and eyes, stood by this window, alone... the cold wind and he.

The streets have already returned to silence.

At the third o'clock in the middle of the night, even the busy streets during the day had returned to a quiet place.

Just then...

Yan Feng's eyebrows condensed slightly.

There is a black shadow...

Flying over the street where Yan Feng is located.

But after counting breaths, there were four or five black shadows...

Also passing through the street, these people... should belong to the same group.

Yan Feng did not go further to investigate, for him... it was not necessary.

Yan Feng doesn't want to worry about other people's affairs.

Close your eyes slowly.

A faint light poured down from the sky and fell into this room.

At this moment, in that corner of the street.

Seven black shadows gathered here.

The seven people were all wearing night clothes, and their bodies were hidden in the darkness.

"How about it?"

"none."

"none."

“…”

All seven people shook their heads.

"Continue to check, you must not let go of any place. The Emperor of God said that even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to find someone for me!"

"yes!"

“…”

These people all spoke in a voice and then dispersed again.

The God Emperor…

According to this statement, these seven people should be subordinates of one of the Six Divine Emperors.

As for who is his subordinate, what is he looking for?

Don't know anything.

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The northwest corner of the Divine Sword City.

Here, there is a small-scale house.

The house is not big, so there are only about seven or eight houses.

In this house, in the north, before the side room.

A woman.

Standing alone outside the door, looking at the sky...

There are a lot of thoughts in my eyes.

"Who are you, why, why..."

Tomorrow is the day for Yijian Shenzong to accept a new life, and Yu Jiao is already sleepless.

But for some reason...

At this moment, the person she remembered in her mind.

The one who saved himself on the street.

The man I've never met...

That, just one glance, is the man deeply in his mind.

My own...savior.

The faint wind passes.

Three thousand black hairs, flying...

That beautiful face was under the clear light.

The face exactly like Jiao Ling is pure, beautiful and noble, full of coldness.

If you change into Jiaoling's water blue long dress...

It's no different at all!

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The Tomb of the Emperor.

The 500,000 wild soldiers surrounded the tomb of the Desolate Emperor, including the 100,000 leaders.

All have retreated at this time.

Beisheng Lingzhou.

In a secluded valley.

At this moment, there were five people sitting around in this valley, three men and two women, all frowning.

"Old Thirteen, do you say that the young master disappeared after a private talk with Dao Qingmu?"

"That's right, in order to avoid the young master disappearing again, I have specially put a soul-chasing guide on the young master before. The soul-chasing guide was created by the Emperor. Only the Emperor and the Thirteen Emperor Guards can eliminate the soul-chasing guide. It must be that Qingmu that unlocked the soul-chasing guide on the young master. This old thief is to prevent us from finding the young master."

"What did that Qingmu say to the young master? He actually made the young master choose to leave alone?"

"Damn Daoyi..."

"Let the 100,000 leaders pay more attention, and report any news about the young master at any time."

Among the five, a middle-aged man with long blue and white hair.

This person's name is; Liu San.

It is the third existence among the Thirteen Guards of the Desolate Emperor.

It is also the highest existence among the wilful scholars today.

"This is the only way for the time being."

Qianluo said in a voice: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't taken good care of the young master, I wouldn't have given that Daoyi an opportunity to take advantage of it."

The tone was full of self-blame.

"Don't do this little Thirteen, it's not entirely your fault, Aoki Da... Dao Aoki is not the one you can fight against."

"What's more, if you hadn't been looking for the young master for billions of years, there would be no trace of the young master now."

A young woman with a charming charm was spoken by Qianluo at this moment, obviously comforting Qianluo.

This woman is Yunlu, the ninth among the Thirteen Guards of the Emperor of the Desolation.

The five people fell into a solemn atmosphere in the valley.

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Sakura Garden.
To be continued...