I became my brother's cloud baby

The fire is getting more and more fierce, and people are anxiously carrying buckets to put out the fire.

Wuzhi jumped into the fire without hesitation, but there was nothing in the fire except charred logs.

The raging fire was behind him, but it didn't affect him at all.

He looked for it, and suddenly felt that something was under his feet.

He moved his foot away, and what he was stepping on just now was a water-blue bracelet, and he was lying in the middle of the fire.

Why didn't he recognize this water-blue bracelet? It was the one he gave Ren Yanxing back then... He still remembered that he put it on after Ren Yanxing fell asleep.

Later, Ren Yanxing didn't take off the bracelet, and every time Wu Zhi saw him, he always wore this bracelet.

How did this bracelet... fall here?

Wu Zhi picked up the bracelet, and realized something in the next second.

Ren Yanxing... nothing will happen, right?

Wu Zhi grasped the bracelet tightly and eagerly searched for it in the fire.

Finally, his eyes fell on the blue figure not far away.

Ren Yanxing was placed in the fire, holding the little boy tightly.

Wuzhi was a little delighted, and was about to step forward, when suddenly a figure landed one step ahead of him.

It's Ning Qing.

Ning Qing grabbed Ren Yanxing's hand, and immediately hugged him horizontally. He stepped on the white sword, and the cold light emitted by the white sword drove back the surrounding fire.

Wuzhi squeezed the bracelet in his hand tightly, and the anger burned in his heart.

"Master Zhi, Master Zhi!" There was a sudden shout from behind Wuzhi, and a guard hurried over, "It's not good..."

"What's the matter?" Wu Zhi's face was gloomy and terrifying.

"Just now the news came from the border, saying that the person surnamed Gu has already called. She is coming so fiercely that our army is a little bit overwhelmed..."

"The one surnamed Gu also said..."

"What did you say?" Wu Zhi glanced back, but there was no one there.

He was a little lost, and looked around again.

Appears to be gone.

"They said they wanted to mention Fuzhou, and the heads of the two city lords of Yuancheng came to see you."

The two cities of Fuzhou and Yuancheng are the only way to reach the capital of Wuyou. One of these two cities is famous for its gorgeous flowers, and the other is famous for its sharp weapons.

"What a big tone." Wu Zhi rubbed the bracelet in his hand, and he lowered his eyes deeply, "Where is she?"

"Master Huizhi, we are almost in Fuzhou."

"Then I'll wait for her in Fuzhou."

Xie Chaohe clenched his sword tightly and walked behind Gu Ming.

His mind was a little erratic, he and Wuzhi had some friendship, now that Wuzhi had captured Ren Yanxing and proclaimed himself emperor, his aunt unexpectedly revolted against Wuzhi's regime.

On one side are friends and on the other side are relatives.

He looked up at the city wall.

There are two big red characters written on the city wall: Fuzhou.

Fuzhou is famous for its rich flowers in Wuyou. I heard that all kinds of flowers bloom in this city every year, with changing colors and shapes.

What is frightening is that the people of this city.

The people in the city are very superstitious. They often wear red clothes and walk on the streets. Even the wooden posts in the city are painted bright red.

Over time, the bright red color changed under the sunlight, and every night, it became a strange color.

Some people call it: ghost town.

"What's the matter, what are you thinking? Don't you dare to come in?" Gu Ming rubbed the knife at his waist, turned around and pushed open the city gate, "Then you wait outside the gate."

Xie Chaohe glanced around, and hurriedly followed: "Who said I dare not come in!"

As soon as the city gate was opened, it was dazzling red.

The red ribbon fluttered in the air, a little weird under the moonlight.

"What about the people in this city?" Gu Ming asked.

"General, he said he heard that we were calling... and ran away." A soldier replied cautiously.

"Run away?" A trace of surprise flashed in Gu Mingshuiling's eyes, she was just about to speak again when a melodious piano sound interrupted her.

Hearing this, Xie Chaohe looked around subconsciously, and suddenly felt a chill behind him.

A pair of thin hands rested on Xie Chaohe's shoulders, he turned his head away, his eyes froze: "Who are you?"

Gu Ming looked behind Xie Chaohe and clenched the knife tightly.

Behind Xie Chaohe stood an old woman, she was wearing bright red clothes, holding a lamp in her hand, smiling: "Girl, where are you going?"

Gu Ming replied calmly: "Old man, I heard that everyone in this city has run away, why are you still here?"

"Of course I won't run away. I am the defender of this city, and I have been guarding it for decades."

"City defender?" Xie Chaohe looked around at the old woman in front of him strangely.

"Young master, don't you think I don't look like me?" The old woman narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I see you look like this, are you going to the city center?"

"Let me tell you a story."

"A long time ago, there was a couple who lived happily in a small village..." Before Li Lu could answer, the old woman spoke on her own.

"But one day, my husband suddenly received a mission from the country, asking him to guard a deserted city. There was nothing in that deserted city, not a single blade of grass grew..."

"But the husband went there without hesitation, leaving his wife and children behind, and went to that deserted city alone."

"He said that this is the mission entrusted to him by the country, and he must complete it no matter what." Speaking of this, the old woman smiled sadly.

"After the husband left, he never came back. In a certain cold winter, the wife received news of her husband's death and the deserted city that was left to her."

Xie Chaohe was terrified: "Old man, why are you telling us this?"

The old woman smiled: "Because... I am this wife..."

Xie Chaohe felt cold sweat all over his body, he clenched his sword and took a few steps back: "Then...that deserted city...?"

"It's... the city you're standing under now..."

Xie Chaohe suddenly remembered that although Fuzhou is very famous in Wuyou, the city gates have been locked all year round and have never been opened to the outside world. Not only can no one get in, but people inside can't get out.

Do the people inside need to come out?

No need.

Because there is no one in it.

They got hit.

The old woman grabbed Xie Chaohe in a few steps, her strength was not that of an old man at all, and then her fingers stuck into Xie Chaohe's skin: "Hahahaha..."

"Little Crane! Come here!" Gu Ming drew out the knife from his waist, and the blade flew over and knocked the old woman away.

"Crackling——" a strange voice sounded in the night, Li Luting looked back, and countless red eyes were staring at them in the dark night.

The sound of dense footsteps came from behind, and countless people came out of the night, their red eyes staring straight at the person in front of them.

"They...they're not human!" the soldier shouted in terror.

Hearing the shout, these people tilted their heads.

Xie Chaohe closed his mouth and held his breath.

"General, we have been tricked. There is no one in this city." The person next to him said.

"You mean, this city...is an empty city?" Gu Ming frowned.

"To be precise, it is a deserted city. I just looked at the history books, and there were not many records of this city as early as 100 years ago."

"..." Gu Ming clenched the blade tightly in his hand, "Don't worry about it, just go out and talk."

After the words fell, those red-eyed men rushed towards them, grabbed a few soldiers and began to bite them.

Gu Ming held the blade, and the blade spun quickly in his hand, quickly slashing across the necks of these people.

The red-eyed man fell down, and within half a second, they stood up again.

Can't kill it at all.

A group of people were wondering what to do when suddenly there was a clear sound of xun behind them.

The clear and moving sound of the xun pierced through the darkness, and the red-eyed man stopped immediately.

Gu Ming was slightly stunned and looked back.

The man was standing on the roof in a green shirt, holding the xun with his slender white fingers, his eyes were lowered, his eyelashes like butterfly wings fluttered slightly in the moonlight, like a beautiful butterfly.

The moonlight shone on him, and the hem of his clothes moved with the wind, which was as beautiful as a painting.

Next to this painting, stood a young man in white clothes. The young man was holding a white sword, his horse tail was fluttering in the wind, and his eyebrows and eyes were serious.

A long-lost joy appeared on Gu Ming's face: "Brother!"

"Aqing!"

Xie Chaohe paused slightly.

At the same time, there was a sharp sound of the zither coming from behind. The sound of the zither was menacing, and with a bit of impatience, it directly interrupted the sound of the xun.

Looking at the reputation, the sound of the piano came from the desolate mansion behind him.

Several people looked at each other and decided to go in.

The gate of the mansion was very old, and Gu Ming had to push it open with great effort.

What caught the eye was a dazzling red, and roses surrounded by feet.

There was the sound of gurgling water in the main hall, and looking around, bright red roses wrapped around the red pillars, blooming gorgeous flowers.

There were rose petals scattered on the ground, and flower branches broke through the ground and grew out, carrying a slightly warm breath.

Bloody water flowed out from the central pool, dyeing the rose even more bright red.

Gu Ming stepped on the bright roses and walked forward alone. The roses were stepped on the ground and lowered their heads, losing their luster.

On the red high platform, the bright red curtain was blown by the wind, and suddenly heard the sound of the cup being put down, a deep voice sounded from behind the curtain:

"coming?"

Gu Ming paused: "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, a dagger flew out from the gap in the curtain and slashed across Gu Ming's face.

The curtain was blown up by the strong wind, and only the slightly raised face of the person behind the curtain could be seen, because the little canine teeth were proudly exposed:

"You want to say, why is it me, right?"

"No limit!" Gu Ming gritted his teeth.

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