Chapter 1273 (1/2)
”Well?” Puyang Yi looks at Chu Yan in doubt.
Chu Yan raised his hand.
In his hand, he holds the jade card of tianyazong.
This jade plate of identity is shining yellow at the moment.
This is the signal of Tianya sect to gather disciples.
But this time, the light was different from what Chu Yan was familiar with.
There are some light spots in the light.
These light spots form a special symbol.
Wusilanma didn't know, neither did puyangyi.
But Chu Yan knows that this is the symbol of Ziwei gate.
Crape myrtle door through tianyazong disciple identity jade card, launched a call.
……
The moon is in the sky and the sea of clouds is surging.
Tall buildings through thick clouds, standing on it, giving people a sense of reaching out, you can touch the sky and stars.
A young man in white, with long hair hanging to his ankles, was sitting lazily on the top of the building, holding a fine wine pot in his hand.
At this point, he raised his neck and poured the amber liquid from the jug into his throat.
A moment later, a look of intoxication appeared in his eyes.
With a sigh, the young man turned his head, looked behind him and said with regret, ”you really don't want to taste it. It's a wine made with the blood of the gods and demons in Fuxian valley.”
”It took you a hundred years to make such a pot. If I had a drink, you would have lost one.” While a faint female voice appeared, Zhao Lianxing's figure came out slowly from one side of the shadow.
”Oh? The emperor even told you this? ” The young man opened his eyes wide in surprise, and then squinted again, ”but if you drink it, I won't be distressed if I give it to you.”
”I'm on my way. I'm not supposed to drink.” Zhao Lianxing refused again.
If other disciples of Tianya sect were present at this time, I'm afraid they would be so surprised that they would swallow their tongues.
This young man's identity, let alone most of the disciples of Tianya sect, even most of the deacons and elders, dare not offend him easily, and even dare not refuse his request at will.
But just now, Zhao Lianxing refused the other party twice.
And it's the act of being nice.
But the young man didn't seem to like it. He pointed to the moon.
Immediately, a picture appeared on the surface of the bright moon.
It was a dark city.
Around the city, clouds surging, such as boiling water.
Not to mention the strangeness of the city, it is amazing to use the moon as a projection.
”I'm afraid there are a lot of people in the black soul city now.” The young man said with a smile, ”I guess the one who buried himself at that time could never have imagined that there would be so many people in 20000 years.”
The young man was speaking, but Zhao Lianxing didn't seem to hear it at all.
She carefully looked at the city, a moment later, light mouth: ”the angle is not right.”
”Oh, there are so many demands.” The young man put down the wine pot and complained, but he raised his hand again and moved.
With the movement of his palm, the city on the moon seems to be moving as a whole, and its angle is constantly changing.
”Stop.” Suddenly, Zhao Lianxing spoke.
Immediately, the city of black soul appeared in front of Zhao Lianxing from a specific angle.
The black city, which originally seemed to be an integral whole, not only shows the upper and lower layers, but also shows a triangle like shape.