This seat is still alive and kicking today

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Leng Yiran fell into the carriage, got up in a dizzy state, protected his body firmly behind his back, and looked at Gu Ziyu warily.

Gu Ziyu seemed to be in a bad mood, so he didn't notice that the disciple of the Moon Sect who was held hostage by him had no cultivation and was just an ordinary person.

Leng Yiran saw that Gu Ziyu had kidnapped himself and his body and ignored them, so he couldn't help but asked, "City Master Gu, where are you taking us?"

Gu Ziyu closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, ignoring him.

Leng Yiran did not give up: "City Master, if the Suzerain finds out that Husband... Madame is missing, he will definitely be angry."

At this time, Leng Yiran couldn't care less.

Gu Ziyu never came to ask for his own body at the Zheyuezong for so long, but he took advantage of the chaos at this wedding to kidnap people. He definitely didn't want to have a confrontation with Huo Chengyun.

Gu Ziyu still didn't even move his brows, Leng Yiran tried to say a few more words, but Gu Ziyu still didn't pay attention.

Leng Yiran gave up and sat back. At the same time, he sighed in his heart that after so many years, Gu Ziyu's temper is still so good. If someone dared to babble in his ear for so long, he would definitely throw him out.

Leng Yiran stayed quietly for a while, and then became restless again. He opened the small window on the carriage and looked out. It was already dawn.

Looking at the route of the carriage, it was clearly going to Biling City.

Bi Ling City is Gu Ziyu's territory, and it is really not good to come in there.He had to escape before reaching Biling City.

Leng Yiran closed the small window and glanced at Gu Ziyu beside him.

I haven't seen him for five years, but Gu Ziyu's appearance hasn't changed much. The only difference is that the light in his eyes has disappeared, and there is even a crease between his brows.

I think back when they first met, they were all high-spirited young people, drinking and chatting together, imagining that in the future, they could join hands to climb the smooth road to the sky. The walking dead.

Leng Yiran sighed softly, and suddenly noticed something floating outside the window, which was the fly ash produced by the burning of objects.

He opened the window and saw a town not far away. There were several farmhouses in the town billowing with smoke, and the dust came from there.

Gu Ziyu opened his eyes silently, and the next moment the horse neighed and swooped down from the sky towards the ground.

Leng Yiran was caught off guard, and in a hurry, he only had time to hug his own body tightly. If it fell out, it would become a meatloaf.

The carriage landed steadily on the ground, and Leng Yiran sat in the carriage before opening the curtain and going out.

They saw that two houses in front of them were on fire, and the surrounding residents came to put out the fire with basins of water.The fire was quite strange, the water splashed on it not only did not extinguish, but also burned more and more vigorously.

That's why Gu Ziyu came down.Ordinary fires can be solved by the common people themselves, but what is burning here is—the demon fire.

With a wave of Gu Ziyu's sleeve, the burning flame was extinguished.

Seeing this, the people who came to fight the fire, instead of thanking them, showed fear on their faces.

"Old man, you here..." Leng Yiran looked at an old man closest to him, wanting to ask about the situation, but saw these people screaming like birds and beasts as if they had seen a ghost.

They rushed into the house and slammed the door behind them.

Leng Yiran: "..."

Leng Yiran was shut down, and there were only him and Gu Ziyu on the empty long street.

Even though Leng Yiran has no spiritual power now, he still knows that something is wrong in this town.He looked at Gu Ziyu, and saw that Gu Ziyu was also frowning deeply.

Leng Yiran coughed lightly and said, "City Master Gu, look at the current situation, let's..."

Gu Ziyu ignored him and walked deep into the town.

Leng Yiran looked at Gu Ziyu, and then at the carriage not far away. Although the carriages and horses were all spiritual objects, it was the most reassuring to carry his own body.He went back to the car and carried the body out.

Gu Ziyu noticed Leng Yiran's movements and stopped to look at him.

Leng Yiran said confidently and confidently: "The suzerain ordered me to take good care of... If something happens to him, I will lose my life."

Gu Ziyu didn't respond, which meant that he acquiesced in his actions.

Leng Yiran was a few steps behind Gu Ziyu, looked at Gu Ziyu's back, and thought that if he let himself follow like this, wouldn't he be afraid that he would run away with the corpse halfway?

Is it because you are too confident in your own cultivation?Or do you think he is too weak, and it doesn't matter if you take him with you?

Leng Yiran's intuition is the latter.

From the current point of view, one of them is a well-known city lord in the world of cultivating immortals, and the other is a little-known disciple.

Gu Ziyu crushing him is as easy as crushing an ant.

This fact made Leng Yiran very upset. If it was in his heyday, he would not know who would win.

Realizing that he had once again developed a competitive mentality, Leng Yiran said in his heart that it was not good or not. Leng Yiran, the master of the magic cultivator, was dead, and his current identity was the shopkeeper Leng of Rugui Inn, just an ordinary person.

Why do ordinary people compare with immortals?

The two live in two completely different worlds.

Leng Yiran and Gu Ziyu walked around the town, the town looked empty on the surface, but it was not.

The townspeople are all hiding behind the closed doors at this moment, peeking at the situation outside through the cracks of the door, with worried and fearful expressions on their faces.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up at the end of the long street, and the wind brought up fallen dead branches and flowers, as well as some sundries, which made the place look even more lonely and empty.

With a soft squeak, a door on the side of the street opened a gap, and a little girl poked her head out and waved at Leng.

Leng Yiran pointed at herself, and the little girl nodded, signaling them to come in quickly.

Leng Yiran and Gu Ziyu did not refuse the little girl's kindness, and sneaked in the door.The moment they stepped into the door, a gust of wind drifted across the long street and headed into the distance.

Leng Yiran's current eyesight is not able to see the true nature of that gust of wind, but it is conceivable that it is not a good thing.

The little girl said behind her: "That's the monster who is looking for the street."

Leng Yiran let go of the hand that was pulling the crack of the door, and turned around.

The little girl looked about eleven or twelve years old, her clothes were shabby but clean, her cat eyes were round and bright, very energetic.

Leng Yiran said: "Aren't you afraid of us?"

The little girl pointed outside: "I just saw you help put out the fire, you are immortals."

Leng Yiran thought that Gu Ziyu was indeed a fairy, but he was not.

The little girl stood there, walked to the side and pulled out a crude box made of wooden boards: "Xianjun, you can put your companion here."

Leng Yiran really didn't see what it was, so he humbly asked: "What is it?"

Little girl: "The coffin."

coffin.

It was discovered that he was carrying a corpse.

Leng Yiran asked with great interest: "Aren't you afraid?"

Children of this age, not to mention ordinary people, even cultivators should be afraid of seeing corpses.

The little girl shook her head: "I buried my father and mother with my own hands, and this coffin is prepared for myself."

Leng Yiran was taken aback, they had been in for so long, and there was indeed only a girl in this family.He sighed softly and said, "No need, this coffin is too small, Ben... my friend can't lie down."

The little girl seemed to realize this problem, she pointed to the wooden bed next to her: "Then let him sleep there."

The use of the word sleep made Leng Yiran feel very heartwarming, and he shook his head.

Many people are taboo that dead people touch their own things, which is unlucky.

But the little girl seemed to see Leng Yiran's thoughts, and said: "That's my father's bed, it's okay, don't you get tired always carrying him on your back?"

Under the little girl's repeated requests, Leng Yiran put his body on the bed.

Gu Ziyu, who had been silent all this time, said, "What's going on in this town?"

The little girl poured tea for the two of them, found a seat and sat down, and began to talk about what happened in this town.

This town is called Fenglin Town. It used to be a very prosperous town, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. A year ago, a group of scary guys suddenly came. They occupied the town and became the king here.

Every day, innocent townspeople die tragically.

"My father said that those are monsters. They are not afraid of fire or sword. We can't hurt them at all, so we can only hide."

The girl's father was the mayor of the town. In order to protect the people in the town, he was bitten to death by a monster.

Mentioning the tragic situation at that time, the little girl choked up.

Gu Ziyu frowned: "Why don't you ask the fairy gate for help?"

"We tried, but we couldn't get out of town."

Leng Yiran understood, thinking that the group of monsters had surrounded the town and regarded this place as their territory, domineering and domineering.

For a whole year, the people in this town had nowhere to ask for help, they could only hide, how scared they must be.

After the little girl finished speaking, she suddenly got up and knelt down in front of Gu Ziyu: "Xianjun, the fire was caused by two monsters fighting at night. We tried various methods, but we couldn't put it out. I just saw You put out the fire with a wave of your hand, you must be very powerful, please save us. Ayin kowtows to you."

Gu Ziyu raised his hand, although he didn't touch the little girl, she stood up as if someone helped her.

Gu Ziyu said in a deep voice, "I won't let this matter go unnoticed."