Dressed as a scumbag and survived with a vest

In the middle of the night, Wu Jinyun suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

Yan Qing was startled awake, and opened her eyes in a daze, "What's wrong?"

Wu Jinyun frowned, "It always feels like something is going to happen."

Yan Qing also rubbed her eyes and sat up, "Isn't everything resolved smoothly? What else can I do?"

Indeed, the dominance of the Eight Desolation Battlefield has always been on Wu Jinyun's side, and the monks in the Central Plains were also sent away, and Dorkin was imprisoned.

Wu Jinyun was silent for a moment, stretched out his big palm and stroked Yan Qing's forehead, "Go to sleep."

He didn't want to disturb Yan Qing.

Yan Qing lay down again, pulled the thick quilt over her body, and rolled herself into a ball.

Seeing his cute appearance, Wu Jinyun wanted to hug him a little bit, but the throbbing in his heart never disappeared.

He gently kissed Yan Qing's forehead, got out of bed, grabbed the cloak on the shelf, put it on, and walked out of the bedroom slowly.

For a person of his cultivation level, it is impossible for ominous omens to appear for no reason. If they appear, it must mean that unpredictable things are about to happen in the future, and they must be taken to heart.

Walked out of the bedroom, came to the main hall, and asked the guarding soldiers, "Have you found anything unusual?"

The soldier returned the salute respectfully, "To the patriarch, everything is normal and there is nothing unusual."

Wu Jinyun was not relieved, and summoned Qilin, "Go around and see if there is any suspicious person or thing."

Qilin yawned, "Probably not, I followed that bald donkey today and saw that he and those monks had left, and no one else came in."

"Get out." Wu Jinyun was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Qilin mumbled and flew out of the hall.

The surrounding braziers were burning, and the flames danced in the hall. Wu Jinyun looked at the copper basin, and his blurred face and a pair of dark eyes were reflected on the smooth surface.

He stood for a moment, and said to the chief guard: "Go to the prison."

Bright torches cleared the way ahead, and Wu Jinyun, wearing a cloak, strode away from the corridor behind the two guards. It was raining heavily in the dark night, and the sound of rushing water was all around.

A few people came to the prison very quickly, and the iron doors were opened one by one. Wu Jinyun walked expressionlessly through the corridor where the torch was lit, and soon came to the end of the prison.

The soldiers were all awakened, and they all stood up and saluted him. The weapons on their bodies collided with each other, making a crisp sound of golden arms.

"Where's Dorkin?"

Wu Jinyun asked, the face under the curly hair was handsome and cold, covered with a faint shadow.

"inside."

The soldier took out the key, made a rattling sound, and hurriedly opened the cell door.

The soldier next to him handed over a torch, and the bright light instantly illuminated the entire cell. There was no window in the cell, and there was only a pool of blood and a formation drawn with blood on the square floor. The people inside were missing. And fly.

"Patriarch, we have been guarding outside, there is no way he can escape!" The soldiers turned pale with fright and quickly explained.

The cell here is not an ordinary cell, and there are formations carved outside the cell door. With Dolkin's cultivation, it is impossible to leave without any movement.

Without saying a word, Wu Jinyun squatted down, raised his cloak, stretched out his finger, touched the blood on the ground, took it to his nose and sniffed it lightly, then stood up and said, "He didn't escape."

"Patriarch?" The guard who came over looked at each other in blank dismay.

Since you didn't leave, where did you go?

"He sacrificed himself." Wu Jinyun frowned, Dorkin would rather sacrifice his life to sacrifice, who did he sacrifice his life to?

The uneasiness in my heart is getting bigger and bigger.

Is it revenge?

Most likely.

"Notify everyone to be alert!" Wu Jinyun ordered.

The guard said: "Yes!"

The whole city came alive, and countless torches shuttled through the rainstorm to check for any abnormalities in the city.

Continued until dawn and found nothing.

Wu Jinyun frowned tightly. He didn't sleep all night, sitting on the throne in the main hall and waiting silently, his right hand lightly tapping on the handle of the dragon's head on the throne.

The rain stopped.

Footsteps were heard from the side hall, and after a while, Yan Qing's figure appeared in the main hall.

Wearing a white robe, her jet-black hair was loose and not tied up.

A little smile appeared on Wu Jinyun's face, and he stepped down from the throne and said, "Did you rest well last night?"

Yan Qing said: "It's okay."

Then he said, "You didn't come back all night."

"I always feel that something will happen." Wu Jinyun said, "Although I was born again, the things I experienced in this life are very different from the previous life, and I am not sure what will happen next."

Yan Qing took his hand and comforted him softly, "It's definitely fine."

Qilin suddenly broke in from the outside, "Master, it's bad! Something happened to Wuzhifeng!"

Wu Jinyun's expression tightened.

Yan Qing said, "Let's go and have a look."

The two and one beast flew into the sky, turned into shooting stars, and soon came to Wuzhi Peak.

A huge red vortex had formed in the sky above Wuzhi Peak, and lightning kept falling from the vortex, striking Wuzhi Peak.

"Last night, it rained heavily, with lightning and thunder, which covered up the movement of this place. Only when the rain stopped this morning, did I realize that there was something different in the sky." Qilin's voice was very thick.

Wu Jinyun's pupils tightened.

Yan Qing didn't know the reason, so she asked Qilin, "What's on it?"

Those disgusting things in the vortex, like countless souls wailing, looked like goosebumps.

"Dorkin sacrificed not only himself, but also his clansmen last night. It's really cruel." Wu Jinyun sneered, frowning tightly, "He wants to die with me."

Yan Qing panicked and reached out to hold him, "What do you mean?"

Wu Jinyun patted his hand, "It's okay, let's go back first."

Back at the City Lord's Mansion, Wu Jinyun and Qilin called together many clansmen to discuss matters, Yan Qing was coaxed to the bedroom by him, couldn't stay still, and walked out of the City Lord's Mansion.

The sky was gloomy, the pedestrians on the street were in a hurry, and the faces of the clansmen all had terrified expressions.

"Grandpa, can I ask what happened?" Yan Qing stopped an old man and asked.

The old man sized him up for a moment, then said in the Central Plains dialect with a strong retroflex: "Are you from the Central Plains?"

"Yes."

"Then get out of here quickly." The old man said, "The black dragon seal is about to be released."

He pointed in the direction of Five Fingers Peak in the distance.

"Once the seal is released, the consequences will be disastrous. No one can defeat the black dragon." The old man's voice was hoarse.

Yan Qing understood Wu Jinyun's worry in a flash, and after connecting with what Wu Jinyun said before, he figured out the cause and effect of the incident.

Last night, Dorkin sacrificed the lives of himself and the entire clan, and opened the black dragon seal.

"The only solution for now is to seal the black dragon as soon as possible." The old man said, "Either take the lives of our entire clan to seal it, or the patriarch will go in."

Yan Qing's eyes widened slightly.

"We Wu people are connected with the black dragon seal. If the black dragon seal is broken, all Wu people will be forced to sacrifice their lives to strengthen the seal, and the soul will live forever."

"Pure blood will appear every few generations in our clan. As long as the pure blood can sacrifice itself, it can also seal the black dragon. There is no need to sacrifice the lives of all the clansmen."

What Wu Jinyun said before fell on his ears like thunder, he couldn't stay any longer, and flew back to the City Lord's Mansion like the wind.

Just as he was about to rush into the hall, Qilin suddenly appeared to stop him. He had turned into a blond unscrupulous young man with a sinister and handsome face, but his eyes were pure like a beast.

"I want to see Wu Jinyun." Yan Qing held her breath and said with a serious expression.

Qilin shook his head, "Yan Qing, the master has made up his mind."

Yan Qing felt as if she had been punched hard, with cotton stuck in her throat, "Really? He decided to sacrifice himself?"

Qilin's eyes were calm, "This is his duty."

Yan Qing's body trembled slightly, her fists were clenched, and she said in a hoarse voice, "So, he wants to abandon me to die?"

A sad expression appeared on Qilin's face, "It's not up to him to decide. You can't let the whole clan go to be buried with you. You can only leave him alone."

Yan Qing took a step back and took a deep breath, "Why not?"

Qilin opened his eyes wide in shock, as if he couldn't understand that he would say such a thing.

"I thought you would understand him." Qilin said, he has been following Wu Jinyun, and seeing Yan Qing's behavior in the world, he knows that he is kinder and soft-hearted than most people.

Compared to Yan Qing, the owner and it are both cold-blooded animals.

"I'd rather let the world down than let the world down on me" can come from anyone's mouth, but it can never come from Yan Qing.

But now, he said...

"How did your people treat him? Are you all planning to let him die? He has no choice, right? Why can't he survive? Why should he sacrifice?"

Yan Qing spoke incoherently, not knowing what she was talking about.

He felt that the world was too ironic, and sure enough, his idea at the beginning was right, only selfish people can live well.

As long as you are free, you don't care about the flood.

He has always known this truth, but when it is his turn, he can't always do it.

But now, he thinks he can do it!

"No, I want to take him away!"

He muttered, Yu Jian flew towards the hall.

Qilin stepped forward to stop him, "Yan Qing, don't mess around."

He was a little sad, "The master has already decided."

Qilin grabs him.

Yan Qing's cultivation level is extremely high now, and with a backhand sword, he forced Qilin back, and continued to charge into the hall.

Qilin reluctantly stepped forward to stop them, and the two fought in front of the hall.

"Why should he die? Why?!"

Yan Qing asked while beating, full of anger.Qilin didn't dare to really hurt him, and was beaten back again and again by him.

"Yan Qing." A deep voice came from behind.

Yan Qing turned her head, Wu Jinyun had already come out, standing on the steps, wearing a big cloak, black curly hair, and handsome eyebrows like a god.

Yan Qing flew to his side and took his hand, "Follow me."

Wu Jinyun remained motionless.

Yan Qing turned around.

Wu Jinyun shook her head slowly, "I can't go."

"Why?" Yan Qing's eyes gradually turned red.

Wu Jinyun was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "I don't want to do this either."

"From the point of view of friendship, I can't just leave me alone and let the whole clan die." Wu Jinyun stroked his cheek and pulled his messy hair aside, "From the point of view of the result, even if I escape, the whole clan will die." Now, if the seal is opened next time, the descendants of the Wu clan will be cut off, and no one will guard the seal, the black dragon will destroy the entire continent."

"We don't know exactly when the black dragon seal will be opened. After this seal, it may be a few years, decades, or hundreds of years."

Wu Jinyun gently stroked his forehead, "Maybe you weren't dead at that time, if the black dragon breaks through the seal and kills you, that's not the result I want to see."

"I'm going to reseal the seal, it's the best result." Wu Jinyun withdrew his hand, "I hope you can understand."