Chapter 1891: Prosperity

Chapter 1891
There are many speculations on the matter, but so far there has not been a unified and certain statement.
All they know is that it appeared after the Taishan incident.
"...There is a crack, this thing was picked up from inside." Zi Xing looked at Long Xiruo, his expression dignified, "We can only reach a dilapidated ruin in the end, all traces left after the war We did not see any corpse in the area that we could explore. The whole place seemed empty. What we saw was a place called [Nan Tianmen]."
[Southern Gate]...the gateway to the legendary fairy palace.
The real dragon of Shenzhou didn't speak, she just looked at Zixing blankly, as if to distinguish the truth from her words.
"Master Longjun, do you think Zixing is making up a story." Zixing asked suddenly.
Long Xiruo shook his head and said indifferently: "I'm just curious why this kind of thing is encountered by you."
Zixing was a little dazed by this question, "Is this... is it wrong?"
Long Xiruo shook her head again, and at this time the piece had been taken by her again...she caressed the mark on it carefully, "You are looking for me, I want you to continue exploring this suspect with you 】Space?"
"Fengdu Ghost Town." Zi Xing Leng Buding said the name of a place with a meaningful meaning: "I know the origin of the Fangdu Ghost Town... Lord Longjun."
Long Xiruo's expression changed slightly, but he suddenly smiled and said: "You girl, it seems that you have done your homework... Then the question is coming, why do you think I will promise you?"
"I hope Lord Longjun can think about it." Zixing bowed in front of Shenzhou Zhenlong at this time, and she did not lift her head. "This is a place that is very suitable for us to live in. Today's world is not necessarily suitable for us to continue. Survive... even in this era of rejuvenation, I am afraid it will only be a flash in the end."
"You said... a flash in the pan?" Shenzhou Zhenlong's eyes narrowed.
Zixing still didn't look up, just whispered: "Zixing, after all, is the sacrificial offering of the greedy wolf star king... The sky is like this, and Zixing can also see some. I know that all the races of the four gods and spirit beasts are interested in moving the dragon king Adults, I hope to be able to win an autonomous region belonging to the demon clan in today's era...Compared with their requirements, the greedy wolf clan only hopes to get a place where they can continue to breathe, just like the ghost city of Xiaocheng Lord. Since Lord Longjun Can help the master of the city of Xiao make the now-broken [district] into the ghost town of the present city, then..."
"I helped Xiao Xiao silently, just to place thousands of ghosts nowhere to live in the land of Shenzhou." Long Xiruo said in a deep voice: "The earth is broken, thousands of wandering souls and ghosts are nowhere to be placed, no more Back, the accumulation of days and months will only cause the great disaster of China... How can you compare with your family?"
She seemed to have expected this kind of remarks long ago, but she was not in a hurry at this time, but with a more humble attitude. "Long Jun, if you can create a space suitable for the greed wolf family in this suspected [Xiangong] space. The place where I live...is also suitable for the survival of other demon clan. Since we are difficult to integrate into humans, how can we get out of this era? Just like the so-called [non-human field] in the West. Lord Longjun is For the true dragon of countless creatures in China, Lord Longjun needs to adapt to the trend... But as long as I haven’t been wiped out in a day, wouldn’t it be one of the countless creatures? Zixing’s appeal, I hope Lord Longjun thinks deeply.

The real dragon of Shenzhou is silent.
Time passed in silence.
After a long time, Long Xiruo called out: "Speaking, this is also your wishful thinking."
Greedy Young Master Zi Xing's eyes moved slightly, it seemed that from this sentence, the disappointment on his face was difficult to hide.
"Whether it is a suitable place to live, it's not you who have the final say." Long Xi Ruo immediately said with a blank expression: "To create an oriental [non-human domain], do you think it is a child playing in sand? If there is no perfect plan, it means that it can be built? Do you know how long it took the [non-human domain] to build, and how much effort has been spent on the [Magic Association]?
"Master Longjun means..." Zi Xing's feeling of falling to the bottom of the valley was instantly raised.
Long Xiruo rolled his eyes and said: "After the summit meeting, I'm going to do a field trip."
The young master of the greedy wolf suddenly ecstasy, bowed his head to bow.
But Long Xiruo held out his hand and sighed: "You never thought about it, in case I wouldn't even consider it at all."
"I know Master Longjun won't do it." Zixing said softly: "I know that after the founding of the new era, there is a plan to wipe out the demon clan... Lord Long resisted with one hand behind his back."
If Long Xi didn't say anything, just stared at the eyes: "Let me go to the inspection, I will pay the inspection fee! Eat and live reimbursement! The appearance fee is not included!"
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These... are you talking about?
probably.
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Mo Xiaofei followed Song Haoran into a rather elegant quiet room...He met a masked woman in white here.
Using tulle, you can vaguely see the face of this masked woman.
She just sat on her knees and waited. It seemed that she had waited for a long time. When the door opened, the eyes of the masked woman all gathered on Mo Xiaofei's body...or her face.
If it were not forbidden by law, with Mo Xiaofei’s super-hearing ability, he would be able to hear the masked woman whispering such a sentence at this time, "It really looks like...the world is so similar..."
Song Haoran came in first, and then Mo Xiaofei came to the masked woman before Song Haoran casually said, "I have brought you to you."
The masked woman nodded, then said indifferently: "Okay, you step back, go outside and continue to stand."
The Song family's young master suddenly widened his eyes, pointed at himself incredulously, and looked like he was aggrieved: "My prince, is so greedy and tired of old? Is it that I'm waiting for you not being thoughtful?"
Saying some frivolous words with an aggrieved expression... This guy is also a person? Mo Xiaofei was afraid to speak at this moment.
I saw the masked woman slightly raised her head and looked at Song Haoran.
Young Master Song shrugged directly, "I'm just outside, calling me something."
Song Haoran patted on Mo Xiaofei's shoulder before leaving, squeezing his eyebrows, but whispered: "Little brother, please pay attention... don't talk nonsense."
Mo Xiaofei was still a little confused about the situation at this time-but after reading this masked woman wanted to see herself.
But he really couldn't remember, had he ever had an intersection with this masked woman... If he had never seen it, why would he want to find himself?
Looking at the masked woman staring at him strangely, Mo Xiaofei said rather tentatively, "I...I sit down?"
"You... sit down," the masked woman whispered, as if hesitating.
Mo Xiaofei sat down slowly, originally intended to sit cross-legged, but looking at the upright kneeling posture of this masked woman, he immediately changed it to the same as the other party, but he was not used to this sitting posture after a while. It looked awkward.
The masked woman kept saying nothing and just looked at it.
"Excuse me... what do you want from me?" Mo Xiaofei couldn't help asking.
"How old are you this year." The masked woman suddenly asked.
"Ah? Me?" Mo Xiaofei opened his mouth subconsciously, and immediately thought about it: "It's almost eighteen."
"Can there be relatives in the family?" the masked woman asked again.
Mo Xiaofei was rather wary: "You... ask what these do?"
The masked woman shook her head and said indifferently: "Just to find some topics, isn't this what you want? Don't let this place appear too quiet."
...Isn't it directly asking my loved ones at home?
"You haven't answered me... what is the reason for me." Mo Xiaofei simply opened the door and said: "I know you?"
"No, I didn't meet before today." The masked woman said softly.
"that?"
"You look very similar to one of my old friends." The masked woman thought for a while and thought, "So I have some interest in you. You don't have to panic, I won't hurt you, I just want to tell you Speak. If this makes you feel embarrassed, I will let Song Haoran take you back."
"It doesn't need to be..." Mo Xiaofei shook his head and asked curiously, "I really look like the old friend in your mouth?"
"Like when he was young." The masked woman nodded. "But it still looks younger... his gaze pretends to be everything."
"Sounds like a very powerful person..." Mo Xiaofei squeezed his eyes with his fingers rather embarrassedly, "Doesn't it look like this?"
I saw the masked woman saying nothing at this moment.
Mo Xiaofei changed from a little embarrassed to a dry laugh, "Well... I'll make a joke."
"You can be more confident," the masked woman said suddenly.
Mo Xiaofei was stunned.
The masked woman said indifferently: "What's your name?"
"Mo Xiaofei."
"Okay, I remember."
The topic seemed to suddenly stop here. The masked woman didn't say anything, just stared at Mo Xiaofei. As time went on, she even seemed distracted.
She seems to be caught in her memories... this is Mo Xiaofei's only feeling at this moment.
Just look at it, maybe people really think of an old friend because they see themselves, and want to cherish the memory for a while... just help if you can help, anyway, there is nothing that matters.
Mo Xiaofei started to become a little calm... accepting the gaze of the masked woman frankly, he didn't have much thought in his brain at this time, but the quiet room was too quiet, and Mo Xiaofei didn't realize it There was some sleepiness.
His eyes gradually dim.
After the veil of the masked woman... that looming face seemed to have a familiar feeling, his eyes gradually sinking.
Early sun.
Like a name... who.
like……
Suddenly his head sank.
Mo Xiaofei raised his head quickly, then looked around nervously—he was still in the quiet room, and the masked woman knelt in front of herself.
Mo Xiaofei quickly wiped his lips and said in a hurry: "I'm sorry... I slept too late last night, unconsciously...I've been sleeping for a long time?"
"A moment." The masked woman said indifferently: "It's not too early, you go outside to find Song Haoran, and he will send you back."
"Okay." Mo Xiaofei nodded subconsciously, but he really wanted to escape from this strange quietness...especially the masked woman always gave him a weird feeling that he couldn't say.
Said he looked like her old friend when she was young... Who can he look like?
Everyone says that he looks quite like his dad...can't help but this masked woman knows his dad? But his dad is an injured and retired firefighter, nothing special?
Mo Xiaofei pushed away the quiet room with questions full of his brain. Suddenly he moved his heart and turned around directly. I saw that the masked woman who had closed her eyes slowly opened again at this time. Eyes.
"What's the matter."
"That..." Mo Xiaofei hesitated and said: "... I'll leave a call to the uncle outside the door. If you think you still want to remember the old man, I'm okay, help others... Um, Goodbye."
She watched Mo Xiaofei leave and didn't see it until she finally took off the gauze on her face. She said softly, "Not like...but like."
...
Soon after, Song Haoran entered the quiet room directly.
He did not personally send Mo Xiaofei back to the courtyard where the Greewol clan lived, but Mo Xiaofei himself refused, saying that he would just go back.
"What's so special about this kid? It can actually be asked to meet in person." Song Haoran asked directly.
"You help me do something." The masked woman said indifferently.
"Speak." Song Haoran shrugged. "You know I can't refuse you."
"This Mo Xiaofei, you help me pay attention." The masked woman thought for a while: "Don't let him know, I just want to know some of his life."
"Life?" Song Haoran was quite surprised, then smiled and said: "It always feels like he has something special to attract you."
Master Song family squatted directly in front of the masked woman at this time, close to.
The masked woman was motionless.
Song Haoran reached over the veil of the masked woman, as if he would lift the veil next time... He gently brushed her face across the veil, as if touching it, "I saw you for the first time Such eyes."
"You are too close." The masked woman said indifferently.
"I want to get closer." Song Haoran chuckled softly: "Future."
The masked woman's eyes were cold, and her palms flew quickly... Even if the power was no longer needed, the fighting style was still there-this shot was extremely fierce.
Faced with this fierce shot, Song Haoran's mouth slightly raised, and the electric light flint actually caught the masked woman's wrist directly.
A strange look appeared in the masked woman's eyes.
The Song master's young master immediately released his opponent's wrist and blinked: "Being beaten every day can never be beaten all the time, you are right."
"Song Haoran, how dare you!"
"I'm outside." Song Da Shao said coldly, and at the same time stepped back, "Something called me...My Royal Highness."
It wasn't until the young Master Song family left the quiet room that the masked princess Qin Guo slowly exhaled, rubbing his wrist gently, and whispered: "If you are in troubled times, you will be the demon star of the chaotic world... "
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When Mo Xiaofei returned to Zixing's residence, Long Xiruo disguised himself and waited.
Long Xiruo didn't even ask Mo Xiaofei where he was going, what he thought about... The teacher and the disciple didn't say anything, so they left the Song Dynasty Hotel.
The agents of the administration did not dare to stop when they entered the door, and now they are even more afraid to stop, only what they did did not happen.
"Oh, Master, what is Chuyang?"
Mo Xiaofei asked suddenly in the meeting car.
"Chuyang?" Shenzhou's real dragon froze and said, "What Chuyang? Literally, the morning sun chants, are you high school monks?"
"...Like a name or something." Mo Xiaofei shook his head: "If Master doesn't know it, it's not an important thing."
Long Xiruo shook his head and said at random: "In ancient times, there was a saying that the period before the winter solstice and the beginning of spring was the early yang, which is the so-called first yang."
"Such..." Mo Xiaofei nodded.
"In addition, there is another metaphor." The real dragon of Shenzhou glanced at Mo Xiaofei and said meaningfully: "Sometimes it is likened to: prosperous world."
(End of this chapter)