Yes... his face...

Zuo Chen was stunned.

From beginning to end,

He had never seen what this first generation of Yin Tianzi looked like.

even...

He doesn't even know if there is such a person.

This is him...

I saw this landlord for the first time.

like,

Things become more interesting.

Zuo Chen shook his head.

The corners of the mouth were drawn slowly.

Divine Soul?

Hou Tu?

The emperor?

Po Meng?

And... the same face of himself.

In the next life, pay you back?

Who pays it back?

...

Phoo~

Zuo Chen exhaled foul air.

In front of Tianjun Temple.

Before the square.

The team in front of Sansheng Teahouse is more spectacular than when it first started.

Beauty unsigned,

With such excitement, it naturally attracts countless spectators.

Po Meng was still sitting there.

A red dress.

Standing barefoot.

No dust can corrode her body.

...

Yue province.

evening.

heavy rain.

traffic congestion.

Countless private cars leaving the city almost blocked the entrance and exit of the city.

On these vehicles,

Sitting mostly is a reporter with a camera.

There was a hint of excitement on their faces.

Like a beast that has caught its prey.

Just because this afternoon,

A victim on the Lanjiang River appeared in the city!

According to him.

One night last night.

The Lanjiang River rises by a hundred meters with huge waves.

More than a dozen merchant ships were overturned in succession, and more than a thousand people were killed.

and!

The most terrifying thing is,

He said that before he went into a coma,

Saw it,

A dragon,

Jiang Shen! Dragon King!

The Dragon King is angry!

Every piece of news like this can set off a major earthquake across the country!

This is also the fundamental reason why these reporters are crazy.

More importantly, the Lanjiang has been blocked.

On the Lanjiang,

There are the smallest number of living people hovering on their cargo ships.

these people,

Can you escape?

still,

As the man who escaped said.

everyone!

Will die!

Above these five thousand miles of Lanjiang, any life seems very small.

...

The bank of the Lanjiang River.

The town guard mansion of Yue Province has issued an order for the whole province to prepare for war.

All the ghost riders have gathered on the bank of the river.

The expressions on their faces are very rich,

Some are confused,

Some don’t believe it,

Can be the most,

Still fear!

The big river at this time has long been shrouded in thick fog.

The whole river seems to be a channel connecting different worlds.

No one knows what is in the depths of this fog.

Not until,

Is there anyone alive in this fog?

By the river,

Fishing boat.

Xiao Zhang stood on the fishing boat.

The cold wind of the river blew his robe and danced.

Even the body of the paper man under his clothes was swayed by the wind.

The weird blood red on his face, soaked by rain, became more dense.

As if blood was dripping on his face.

"Master Guard... Are you really going to the depths of the Lanjiang River?"

A young woman wielding ghosts looked at Xiao Zhang with some worry.

Compared with this river.

A fishing boat, he alone,

Like, the worm shakes the tree.

"Don't worry about me, at most this body will sink into Lanjiang."

Xiao Zhang's voice was still inaudible as always.

nature,

I can't hear fear or fear.

but,

Anyone can see it,

His look is very solemn,

He himself, also knows,

now,

At this time, going deep into the river is definitely a life of nine deaths.

Can,

He must go,

He is the guardian of Yue Province and the guardian of Human Race,

He is responsible, responsible for the thousands of lives on this river.

Even if

Can't save them,

He can't just watch them die,

do nothing.

"According to my order, all the houses along the coast should be evacuated. This year's rainy season, I am afraid, this water will flood into Xucheng!"

Xiao Zhang turned around and gave orders not far away.

immediately,

Someone responded.

"Guard...There are at least hundreds of thousands of people living on these two shores... If all enter Xucheng... I am afraid it will cause commotion..."

The woman who wielded ghosts was worried again.

The wind touches the face,

Blow the hair off her face.

On her left face, a terrifying meatball appeared.

Meat ball,

Vaguely visible,

Hiding giant teeth.

The aura on the woman's body has also stepped into the A grade.

"Do not."

Xiao Zhang shook his head.

"Listen to me, otherwise, these hundreds of thousands, I am afraid, will all die."

"You are already A grade, and you also know the secrets of Lanjiang."

"If that's the case... even if you enter the city... it's not safe!"

"You will pass my order to Ye Ting. He knows what to do."

Having said this,

Xiao Zhang took a long breath.

Look back.

The fishing boat swings with its oars.

Disappeared into the fog.

Go here,

No return.

...

It's getting late.

Dark clouds cover the red moon,

The world became familiar darkness.

The tea house that was lively all day.

The silhouette of the figure also began to slowly decrease.

The vendors on the temple square began to close their stalls.

This is an unwritten rule in front of Tianjun Temple.

As long as it gets dark,

Living people,

Have to leave.

Po Meng’s face,

Appeared a little tired.

Her marriage lottery is something that consumes mana.

Even if

She is a ghost,

After a busy day,

Some are overwhelmed.

"Congratulations, this is the sixth lottery. Good luck, the wind makes the sound of bamboo, only the sound of gold, the moon moves the shadow of the flower, and it is suspected that it is a jade."

A crisp voice with a slight smile.

Send away the last guest in front of the stall.

Po Meng gasped slightly.

The chest is ups and downs.

Amorous feelings.

Her face became paler.

The body is also in a trance.

Yuzhi rubbed his eyes.

Ready to get up and close the stall.

suddenly.

There is a breeze with sandalwood.

A warm voice,

Appeared out of thin air:

"Boss, unsigned."

The woman was taken aback.

I forgot to put down my raised arms.

The young man on the opposite side smiled and shook his head:

"Today, regardless of monarch and minister, just ask about marriage,"

The handsome young man picked up the bamboo stick pot on the table.

Sway gently.

The clattering of the lottery is pleasing to the ears.

A jade fortune was dropped.

Sign two Juan red letters.

Twenty-five.

Signed.

"Can this sign be resolved"

The young man smiled and asked again.

One move with the right hand.

A bunch of candied haws was handed to the woman.

The woman in red, biting her teeth.

"No solution."

Turn around and walk into the teahouse.

Marriage.

Twenty-five.

Interpretation.

But my wife too.

The gods are ruthless.

How to understand?

...

[Author's digression]: It's three changes~ This chapter is outside, the code is a bit hasty, I will go and revise it later~ Seeking votes~