In an instant, a fragment flashed in Wu Xingxue's mind——

It wasn't the right time to make a sound, and in such a posture, Xiao Fuxuan covered him with his hand. He even remembered the touch of the opponent's thumb lightly touching the tip of his nose, and the shallow breathing that swept across his ear bones as he spoke in a low voice.

His shoulders and neck tensed for a moment, and he said softly under the opponent's palm: "Xiao Fuxuan, do you know how reckless it is to touch a demon from behind?"

That Fate Gate, it's too easy to use Ben's killer move.

"I know." Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, and then said in a slow voice, "But Wu Xingxue...you took back your energy."

Wu Xingxue was stunned from that clip.

He realized with hindsight that he also twitched his fingers when he was patted on the shoulder. When he bumped into Xiao Fuxuan's chest and heard the other party's voice, he slowly lost his energy.

After he had reacted, Xiao Fuxuan had taken him to a sheltered corner.

The market is still bustling, but it's all outside the walls.

Wu Xingxue looked at the steaming heat of the tea stall in the distance, and asked, "Is this a real fantasy?"

The palm of the lips moved slightly and withdrew.

"What?" Xiao Fuxuan said, "It's too noisy outside, I can't hear you clearly."

"I said, is this really an illusion? It's too real." Wu Xingxue looked outside the wall for a while.

Xiao Fuxuan replied, "Forget it."

Wu Xingxue asked again, "What is the calculation?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "Illusory realm, real scene."

Wu Xingxue: "..."

He was silent for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Xian, if you don't have six words, it's called an explanation."

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

He glanced at Wu Xingxue, as if speechless, but opened his mouth to say more: "Luohuashan City has long been gone, and now it appears out of thin air, a natural illusion. But the scenery of the mountain city is not fake, and it once fell in one day. Falling Flower Terrace."

The Falling Flower Terrace once fell one day?

Wu Xingxue looked at the market again.

This is really too coincidental. As soon as they came out of the Valley of Compassion, there was a change in the Falling Flower Terrace.

In the past, there was always a spark of fire, but now when they stepped into the mountains, the change was no longer just the fire, but the Falling Flower Terrace on a certain day in the past.

Once, let’s talk about coincidences, if there are too many coincidences, then there is no purpose.

If there was a day when the Falling Flower Terrace...

Want them to know? Do something?

Wu Xingxue thought about it, turned her head and said, "Xiao Fuxuan, can you remember 'sex'?"

Xiao Fuxuan: "..."

Tian Suxian's expression was a bit indescribable.

Without waiting for Wu Xingxue to speak again, he said, "I can't see which day it will be."

Wu Xingxue: "I obviously didn't ask."

Xiao Fuxuan glanced at him: "It's written on his face."

Wu Xingxue: "..."

Row.

He really wanted to ask this question, but Tian Suxian blocked his mouth in advance, but he was not very reconciled.

He looked at the street market, and the tall figure had disappeared, drowning in the "tide" of people who were bustling somewhere. Without looking back, he asked, "The one you said you didn't call just now, are you?"

After asking, he mumbled subconsciously: "Yes, I will never admit my mistake."

Xiao Fuxuan, who was behind him, suddenly said, "Why?"

Wu Xingxue turned to look at him: "Huh?"

Xiao Fuxuan withdrew his gaze from the market, and his eyes fell slightly on him, "Why don't you admit your mistake?"

Wu Xingxue opened his mouth without answering, and fell silent abruptly.

The tea stall boy shouted again for a long time, breaking the atmosphere of this corner.

Wu Xingxue hurriedly turned his head, glanced at it, and changed the subject: "Since you lived in the past, remember—"

He said, when he turned back again, he saw Tian Suxian's coffin face looking at the tea stall.

Wu Xingxue: "..."

He paused, then suddenly laughed.

This seemed to be the first time he had laughed so unburdened after waking up from the Canglang Northern Territory. Don't scare people, don't sneer, don't get angry, and don't think about other things while laughing.

Xiao Fuxuan looked away from the tea stall and looked at him. After a while, he said, "Have you finished laughing, finished laughing?"

After he finished speaking, he picked up his sword and lifted his foot out of the corner.

Wu Xingxue followed one step behind, with a laugh in his words: "Hey, I haven't finished asking."

Since there is Xiao Fuxuan in this fantasy, let him try to think back to what strange things he had encountered in Luohuashan City.

But Wu Xingxue thought again, that happened hundreds of years ago, after so long, who remembers those.

After he finished speaking, he changed his mind and said, "Forget it, you just treat me as not speaking."

Xiao Fuxuan seemed to guess what he meant and said, "I have visited this mountain city many times."

The implication is that based on just one figure, it is impossible to judge which time it was, let alone remember what happened in the past.

Wu Xingxue nodded: "Where are you going now?"

As soon as the words fell, they happened to be on a high ground. As soon as Wu Xingxue raised his eyes, he had a panoramic view of the winding crowd in front of him.

A little further away, he saw the familiar back again. Because of his outstanding appearance and height, he was very eye-catching in the crowd.

Xiao Fuxuan in that fantasy.

"Is this with you?" Wu Xingxue asked.

This sounded strange, Xiao Fuxuan said "um" and said nothing.

"Why didn't you just follow me just now and drag me to the corner?" Wu Xingxue said again.

This sounded weirder than the previous sentence, Xiao Fuxuan was silent for a moment, then opened his mouth: "If you get too close, you will be noticed."

also.

Wu Xingxue thought, after all, the Tiansu Xian in the fantasy world is also a Tiansu Xian, and there are two people behind him at that distance.

Just imagine if there is always someone behind him who is unknown, if that person is exactly the same as himself...

The fight was easy, and the ultimate move was probably already shot.

No wonder Xiao Fuxuan wanted to cover his mouth before.

Luohuashan City is said to stretch for twelve miles, and it is impossible to see at a glance.

After walking through the lights for less than a mile, they suddenly smelled a very strong fragrance.

This smell was almost the only thing left in the whole street, and Wu Xingxue was given a headache by the smell. He touched the tip of his nose and said in a low voice, "Is it necessary to knock over a whole car of rouge gouache?"

Sure enough, could hear the noise and complaints in front of me. But the crowd was quite curious to watch the fun, and they were stuck in front of the dilemma.

I saw a shop assistant jumping two steps like a skinny monkey, climbed the booth, and said to the crowd: "Everyone, don't be in a hurry, don't scold, be calm and don't be impatient. That rouge from Li Ji's house next door, when he set up the booth. Somehow I hit a falling rock, smashed the stall car, and the rouge gouache box was scattered all over the floor, this will be clear."

"There are actually falling rocks in Luohuashan City?" Wu Xingxue was a little surprised.

His voice was muffled because of the tip of his nose.

Xiao Fuxuan turned his head to hear clearly, and said, "It's really weird."

Normally speaking, this mountain city exists every year, and the pavilions and shops are built on the mountain, and they are placed on the mountain. Where it is stable and where the danger is should have been "touched" clearly. If there are falling rocks from time to time, this Luohuashan City cannot be so grand and lively.

"Don't all the roof tiles in this mountain city say that they were reinforced by Xianmen?" Many people in the crowd also questioned, "How can there be falling rocks? I haven't seen such a thing in all these years."

"Indeed." Xiao Er said, "Indeed, our shopkeeper said that he has sent people to invite the people from the Feng family, don't be afraid."

"Follow the house again?"

Wu Xingxue himself couldn't remember those fairy gates, so he was deeply impressed by the Hua family. The Feng family is probably the second most impressive to him, because just before the entrance of Zhaoye City, they heard about the relationship between the new city owner Xue Lifeng's family.

"If there is trouble in Shanshi, I will go to the nearest Xianmen, or the most powerful Xianmen nearby." Xiao Fuxuan explained.

While speaking, Wu Xingxue caught a glimpse of the "Xiao Fuxuan" they were following suddenly stopped, and glanced behind him across the crowd.

Wu Xingxue reacted very quickly this time. He quickly grabbed the person next to him, hurriedly dragged him into the nearest store, and took advantage of the corridor to avoid it.

Compared with the crowd gathered in front, this store will be much deserted. A middle-aged man with only one droopy eye bag is cracking his abacus behind the wooden cabinet.

Hearing the voice, he didn't lift his head, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Little Er, it's over."

Wu Xingxue was about to go out as soon as he avoided it, when he saw a bell hanging on the elevated side of the counter.

At first glance, it is eight-point similar to Mengling.

After such a pause, a chubby figure stepped on the wooden stairs and rolled down the stairs.

"Who's the shopkeeper? Another person? Our shop is really weird these past two days!" The little fat man rolled like a ball and almost hit him, but Wu Xingxue reached out and touched him.

Wu Xingxue's hands were as cold as ice, and the little fat man shivered from the cold, so he fixed his eyes on the two of them, and then for some reason he stayed in place.

He looked at Xiao Fuxuan, and then at Wu Xingxue, his mouth opened and closed, but he didn't speak for a long time.

"What's the matter with you?" Wu Xingxue rubbed his fingertips, thinking that his hands were too cold to make people feel stupid.

The little fat man waved his hand quickly: "No no no no."

Maybe he will get close and make big moves. In addition, the smell of rouge gouache all over the street is not so strong in this corner.

Wu Xingxue sniffed a faint smell from the wind that the little fatty raised his hand. The smell dissipated as soon as was not careful, and there was no trace of it if smelled it again.

Others would not notice it at all.

But Wu Xingxue was different. He had been deeply impressed by the smell in his dream, and smelled it for the second time at the entrance of Zhaoye City.

This is the third time today-

This little fat man's body actually has the yin and "tide" smell of people who practice corpse Taoism like Sang Yu and Xue Li.

This store is unusual.

The little fat man hesitated for a while, and finally caught the shopkeeper's attention. The middle-aged man behind the counter put aside his abacus and asked slowly, "Little Er, don't you want to be negligent, do you want to stay at the store?"

Wu Xingxue remembered the strange yin "tide" smell just now, with the dream bell hanging on the shelf, just about to say "stay".

I saw the shopkeeper raised his head.

The middle-aged man finally saw Ke's appearance, and was startled one after another, then slowly opened his mouth, the reaction was exactly the same as that of the little fat man.

After a while, he raised his tone and asked, "Wait a minute, didn't you two just check out?"

Wu Xingxue swallowed again with the word "stay".

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