"It is said that members of the two major organizations of the Holy City Cang and Ming are also hidden in the city."

"I know this, Chijiu's Cinder Flame is really easy to recognize."

"By the way, have you seen that tamer? With a wind-pulling spirit slaughtering the Quartet in the turbid land, it's so handsome!"

"Don't tell me, that ling shòu is really too smart. Some time ago, he followed a person named Wei Kong around, making fun of him, taking cover, secretly roasting ròu, and when he was caught, he rolled around and pretended to be innocent. Ouch, I really I want to pack it up and take it away."

"Me too, me too."

...

After everyone discussed this, the atmosphere immediately became noisy, and the group of guards were completely left behind.

As a mid-level officer, how could the chief guard be so ignored? Even in the Holy City, no one dared to offend them easily. They are a power legion with a large family background, which is more deterrent than the general legion. Who would have thought that when he first arrived in Mingcheng, he was met with such a cold reception, and he couldn't help but get angry. Although was a little surprised to hear the names of several major mercenary regiments, the authority of the regiment was not to be desecrated. Force can be used.

The official's qíng newspaper is obviously outdated, and Mingcheng is no longer a small town with only a few dozen people coming and going. Numerous mercenary groups set this place as their stronghold, and all kinds of living, entertainment, and cultural facilities were established spontaneously by them. Mingcheng only provided basic houses and land.

The command of the chief guard did not offend Mingcheng, but most of the mercenaries here. They will soon discover that, not to mention strong mercenaries, even the skinny old man who sprinkled water and planted trees in the city was powerful...

The southern district is lively and noisy, but the northern district is extraordinarily quiet. Uncle Yin, Uncle Jin and others are gathering in Youyi's room.

"How is it? Youyi, are you sure?" Uncle Yin looked at the unconscious middle-aged man on the bed and asked softly.

You Yi took a deep breath and replied, "It should be fine."

"Sister," Zuo Mian said, wrapping her arms around her shoulder, "don't be afraid, brother believes in you."

You Yi looked at Zuo Mian, her nervous heart calmed down a little.

Uncle Yin added: "Now that we are thousands of miles away, it is difficult for us to guarantee that there will be no accidents, so we do everything within our capabilities."

Uncle Ling sat beside the room and sighed, "I didn't expect to see him again."

The man on the chuáng was Zhu Xun, the fire-type superpower who escaped from the dungeon with Uncle Tu and the others. He did not follow Qianli, but chose to go home. When he left, he lost the news, but did not want to see him again. Has become a turbid person.

Zuo Mian opened his mouth and said, "It shouldn't take long for this uncle to be turbid, and the possibility of being rescued is still very large."

Uncle Yin and the others looked at each other, and at the same time took a step back to make way for You Yi.

You Yi walked slowly to Chuáng, looked up at Zuo Mian again, received his encouragement, his expression became firm, and he slowly stretched out his hands. The moment she held Zhu Xun in her hand, a cold breath flowed into her body from the grip of the palm.

You Yi was trembling all over, and black fireworks flashed in his eyes.

Zuo Mian couldn't help but take a step forward, Uncle Yin stood in front of him and said softly, "You Yi didn't choose to let go, we'd better not disturb."

After an unknown amount of time, the turbid air on Zhu Xun's body gradually dissipated, and You Yi stood with his head raised, like a puppet. The people around were holding their breaths, their palms sweating.

Suddenly, You Yi knelt down on the ground, clasping his body tightly with both hands, his muscles spasmed, his expression was painful, and a suppressed low roar came out from his throat intermittently, as if sleepy.

Zuo Mian saw that his heart was cut by a knife, and regardless of the obstacles, he hugged her and kept comforting: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it will be alright soon..."

You Yi bit Zuo Mian's arm in one bite, and blood flowed immediately.

Uncle Yin and the others couldn't bear to see two fifteen or sixteen-year-old children in such pain.

Uncle Ling checked Zhu Xun's condition, and then silently nodded to everyone, indicating that he was all right.

The purification was successful, and at the cost of transferring the pain, You Yi suffered for more than an hour.

When she regained her consciousness, her body was still shaking, and her tears could not stop flowing.

Zuo Mian said distressedly: "Sister, don't purify again in the future, brother can't make you suffer so much."

You Yi choked for a while, and asked, "That uncle... Is it okay?"

Zuo Mian turned his head, "Look."

Uncle Jin helped Zhu Xun to appear at the door, and the latter gave her a deep salute.

You Yi's eyes were hazy with tears, reflecting the sunset outside the door, and inexplicable joy was born in his heart. The pain of purification gradually faded away, and what remained was an indescribable sense of fulfillment—the original self who was useless could also save others.

"Brother, I have decided, I want to become a purifier."

"Then my brother will work hard to become a leader and guard you forever."

An accidental purification made You Yi take the first step to become a purifier, indicating that a great profession is about to be born.

In the future Ming City, miracles emerge and are unique.

dark domain.

Qianli woke up from the coma and heard that hairy rattling sound in his ears again.

She held back the pain and watched the movements around her vigilantly, but unexpectedly found that her perception range had expanded from 5 meters to 30 meters, which was enough for her to move freely.

It seems that the danger just now gave her a breakthrough, at least the perception went further.

Staggering to his feet, he found his weapon and flying board. There was a deep ravine not far behind, and as the turbid wind blew, there were constant laughter around.

So that's how the sound came about? wind? There is such a strange wind in the world.

The deep ravine is only seven or eight meters wide, bottomless, and its length is difficult to estimate. There are few turbid creatures on both sides, and there are not even a few insects to be seen, but the plants are intertwined and entangled.

Wait, what is that?

There are complex patterns looming in the branches of some plants. Different from the spiritual patterns, it is not the spiritual energy that circulates, but the dim turbid energy.

Is this also the rule? Magic pattern rules?

It is natural to think about it carefully, since spiritual wood can generate rules, so can magic plants. just don't know if this magic pattern will turn into a magic weapon?

Qianli continued to scan around, and was horrified to find that within a 30-meter perception range, nearly a hundred kinds of magic pattern rules appeared.

No wonder the turbid air in the dark realm is so strong. The power of rules is enough to turn a world around.

Qianli trembled all over, and the turbid air continued to seep into her body through the wound. Not daring to stay any longer, Qianli quickly turned and left. If she walks along the deep ravine, she will find that the end of this deep ravine is the source of all disasters - the filthy spring.

This is the center of hell.

Qianli didn't realize that the smell of blood on his body had drifted to the surroundings along the turbid wind. At this moment, she was sluggish in her thinking and was struggling to resist waves of bitter cold and all kinds of hopelessly negative emotions.

The wound was sprayed with potion, but it did not recover, but it was slowly getting worse. If it wasn't for the abundance of spiritual energy on her body, she would have died in the erosion of the turbid energy.

God is exhausted to the extreme, and danger is approaching step by step. Next, Qianli will spend the most difficult 36 hours of her life...

Char reaches the edge of the dark realm.

With Bai Zhan with him, he asked again, "Are you really going in?"

Char nodded.

"Oh, well, I have to sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman." Bai Zhan straightened his messy hair and said casually, "I can't let you be a hero alone, otherwise, when I see Qianli in the future, how can I hold my head up? Come?"

"Don't go." Char said coldly.

Hundreds of challenges raised their eyebrows: "Do field experts look down on our little character?"

Char didn't answer, just looked at Wei Kong and said, "Take him away."

Wei Kong twitched and seemed to have plans to follow him into the dark realm.

Char said: "If you dare to enter the dark realm, I will never let you see thousands of miles."

Wei Kong's eyes widened and he said angrily, "Char, you are so hateful!"

"Hey, don't you think I don't exist, okay?" Bai Zhan cried.

"You can go." Charlton paused, then added, "Three months, wait for me three months, I will definitely bring Qianli back."

"Three months, what you said!" Wei Kong said, "If you don't come back for three months, I'll go find you!"

Char nodded.

Wei Kong then reluctantly pulled Bai Zhan, who was still preparing to protest, and quickly disappeared in place.

If Wei Kong was a little bigger, he would be able to break into the dark realm. His supernatural abilities were unique, and self-preservation would not be a problem. But he is still too weak and his mind is not mature enough, and he is easily corroded by turbid air.

Char looked at the dark area shrouded in turbid air with a solemn expression.

What is there to fear in the dark realm? Since he can come out alive once, he can come out alive a second time!

Thousands of miles, Char is here!

The author has something to say: Cups, this chapter was supposed to go out of the dark realm, but it hasn't come out yet.

The next chapter will definitely come out, and it will be very cool.

☆107 The Spirit

"Cass, be careful!" Horsey slammed the axe in his hand, and repulsed the turbidity shòu who was pounced on Cass's back.

Cass made a leap and moved to Hohorsi's side, standing back to back with him.

"Damn! How come so many turbid shòu ran out of the dark realm in the past two days!" Xia Ruo on the other side held up the protective cover to protect Mi Rui behind him, and bought time for her to drink purified water.