Eternal gate

"Baozi, newly released buns."

"Sir, you haven't been here for several days."

“Those who have money support themselves by money, and those who don’t have money support themselves by others.”

The ancient city of mortals has the most human fireworks at night.

When Zhao Yun arrived, the streets and alleys were already bustling with people.

He was like a tourist, walking slowly among the figures, with every step he took, there was a touch of vicissitudes of life in his eyes.

Yes, it is the vicissitudes of life, which belongs to the Taoist body.

Returning to the old place, there is such a state of mind, which is called things and people.

This is immortality, a long life, just look at the prosperity of the world that comes and goes a few more times.

His road is very long.

Going around and around without stopping for a long time.

It is the Taoist body that is looking for the tenderness in memory.

"This is it."

Zhao Yun muttered to himself and stopped in front of a shop.

In the shop, calligraphy and paintings were sold, but a hundred years ago, it was a small tea stall. There was a woman selling tea, guarding an old grandfather. The tea she brewed was very special, and even a hundred years later, it is still unforgettable. , just like her smile, it is unforgettable.

Zhao Yun's eyes dimmed a lot, and he was in a trance.

His thoughts, along with Tao Ti's memory, returned to a hundred years ago.

"Girl, a pot of tea."

"Young Master is not a local, isn't he?"

The best years have been missed.

His tears stained the corners of Zhao Yun's eyes.

"Zhao Yun?"

A sudden call interrupted Zhao Yun's thoughts.

When he looked sideways, he saw a little girl looking up at him.

He is actually a little fairy, the disciple of the Black and White Shuangsha.

"Why are you here?" Zhao Yun couldn't help but be startled.

"Watch the fireworks in the world." The little fairy bit into half of a candied haws.

"Good."

"Let's go, please watch the show."

"Watch...a show?"

"Um."

The little fairy didn't care whether Zhao Yun wanted to or not, so she just picked him up and left.

The two of them appeared again in front of a loft at the corner of the street.

Zhao Yun took a look at the plaque. The word "Red Mansion" was written quite gracefully. Judging from the decoration on the facade, it must be a theater. When he was a child in Forgotten City, his mother often took him to the theater.

"I still have something to do, let's go first..."

"Come here, let's watch a show!"

The little fairy smiled and forced Zhao Yun in.

This girl has already reserved a seat, and there is a big stage directly opposite.

Zhao Yun sat down and glanced around.

Business in the Red House is good, and it is almost full before it even opens. There are people of all ages, men, women, and children. The busiest person is the waiter, running back and forth with a tray, serving tea and snacks to the guests.

"It's time to take a rest." The little fairy stuffed her with a piece of pastry.

"You are quite leisurely and elegant." Zhao Yun buried his head and rubbed his eyes.

After rubbing it, he became confused.

The divine law, which had been dormant for eighteen years, dragged his consciousness away again.

It's still the same artistic conception, it's still the great heavenly sound, accompanied by the influence of the ancestor's emptiness.

He fell asleep now, but it did not prevent the drama from starting.

Accompanied by the sound of the gong, the curtain on the stage slowly opened.

When you are born, you will be clean and ugly, and you will wear colorful embroidered clothes. After you sing, I will come on stage.

The drama went back and forth... there was a scene of joy and another of sadness.

good!

The spectators in the audience cheered constantly and it was very lively.

The sleepy Mr. Zhao seemed out of place.

Compared to him, the two people in his Zifu were quite sentimental. One was on the left and the other was stroking their beards. It was so boring in the middle of the night, but they still had a fucking show to watch.

Look at the little fairy, she is indeed interested.

Whenever anyone cheered, she would shout along with her.

You know, she is a fairy.

Those who didn't know, thought she was the eldest lady who escaped from some family.

soon.

Zhao Yun woke up from his daze and sat there alone in a daze.

I had another dream, I was afraid that I had some insights, but I didn't realize that I was in a state of confusion.

"Does that person look familiar?" The little fairy poked him.

Zhao Yun collected his thoughts silently and looked at the stage with unfinished thoughts.

As soon as I entered the scene, I saw a woman in costume, stepping on lotus steps.

"Moon God?" Zhao Yun murmured, and subconsciously stood up. Although the other person was wearing heavy makeup, he could see clearly that he looked exactly like the outstanding Xiu'er from his family.

"What?"

Perhaps his seat was too far forward, which provoked a lot of abuse from the spectators behind him.

He didn't seem to hear, and just looked at the stage blankly, just as the woman in costume fluttered her sleeves, hid her face and looked back.

The four eyes looked at each other, as if they had known each other before.

"Hey." The little fairy pulled Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun was stunned and sat down subconsciously.

He must have missed Luna too much, which is why he lost his temper like this.

"Her name is Yanzhi, and she is the little disciple of the theater master." The little fairy whispered.

"You have Chenzhu."

"I tried, she is not the incarnation."

"Can you tell me why you often dream about the Moon God?" Zhao Yun glanced sideways.

"I don't know either." The little fairy shook her little head, "Anyway, I often dream about it."

Zhao Yun was dubious and looked at the stage again.

Like, Rouge and Luna look so similar, especially those eyes.

Not only did he feel similar, the two people in his Zifu also had strange expressions at this moment. An actor actually looked exactly like the Moon God. It felt very fresh and strange to be singing like this.

good!

Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, there was another round of applause.

Zhao Yun had no further enlightenment and concentrated on being a spectator. Rouge performed very well, like a butterfly, dancing on the stage, bathed in the bright moonlight, adding a touch of dreamy mood.

Um?

At a certain moment, Zhao Yun and Little Fairy looked at each other.

When it was over, both of them glanced at Piaomiao in unison.

"Watching a show makes me uneasy."

Zhao Yun put down his teacup, stood up and left.

When he arrived at the entrance of the Red Mansion, he disappeared. Perhaps the show was so exciting that no one paid attention to it, let alone a living person who disappeared as he walked, like a magic trick.

starry sky.

Thunder and lightning.

There was a man in blood robes, facing the ancient star in the mortal world, waving pieces of terrifying scarlet fairy light, with the obvious purpose of refining the ancient star and swallowing the living creatures within it.

Zhao Yun skyrocketed, stepping out of the ancient star step by step.

The man in the blood robe frowned slightly when he saw it, there was actually a cultivator inside.

"Blood clansman." Zhao Yun said in his heart, knowing the origin of the other party at a glance.

"Fellow Taoist, what a meeting!"

The blood-robed man narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to see through Zhao Yun's true appearance.

However, his vision was limited, or it could be said that the other person's body was covered by mysterious power, so what he saw was only blurry. He only knew that this person was a quasi-immortal king, and his aura was very impressive.

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense and raised his palm from the sky.

Since you are a member of the vampire clan, there is no need to hold back.

"you....."

The blood-robed man's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly sacrificed his life weapon.

It's a pity that he, who is also the quasi-immortal king, is far from enough to see. As soon as he sacrificed his life weapon, he was crushed by Zhao Yun's palm. Even his master was suppressed and fell to his knees, with blood and bones flying.

"Junior...you are so brave."

Before Zhao Yun could capture the blood-robed man, he heard a cold snort from behind him.

Looking sideways, I realized that he was a young man in a black robe. He was a proper Immortal King, and he was at the highest level. Judging from the dignity of his facial features, he looked like a twin brother with the man in blood robe. The moment he manifested , the man in blood robe turned into a mist and disappeared.

The answer is obvious:

The man in blood robe is his demon body.

"The eighth leader of the blood clan, it must be you!"

Zhao Yun took a portrait and compared it.

He had seen this man before. He had seen him during the battle of Yaoyue Immortal Land. He ran very fast when he fled and escaped back to his ancestral land. Unexpectedly, after so many years, he would come out to cause trouble again and send his demon body to refine mortals. Gu Xing uses blood to nourish himself, which is the usual method of the vampire clan.

"The little quasi-immortal king is quite knowledgeable." The young man in black robe said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his hand reaching out from the air, his sinister claws covering the starry sky.

Zhao Yun said nothing, crossed the space with one step, and easily reached the young man in black robe.

"you....."

The expression of the young man in black robe was just like the man in blood robe just now, he was caught off guard.

Before he could react, flames bloomed in Zhao Yun's eyes, dragging his consciousness into the illusion. When he regained consciousness, his physical body had been destroyed, leaving only the illusory soul, and there were hundreds of seals to seal it. The real body is imprisoned and cannot move at all.

Confused, that young man in black robe is confused!

Are all today's quasi-immortal kings such monsters?

He is the peak Immortal King, and is he being dealt with now?

"Senior, you are well." Zhao Yun slowly revealed his true appearance.

"Zhao...Zhao Yun?" The young man in black robe struggled violently, his eyes full of fear.

Obviously, he kicked the steel plate tonight. How can the eternal body be in the mortal ancient star?

"You vampire... have you caught any of my relatives or friends?"

Zhao Yun asked the same question again at this moment.

The young man in black robe turned pale, "Never...never caught it."

puff!

Zhao Yun held a knife in his hand and inserted it into his soul body.

This knife was very painful, and the screams were very loud.

"I didn't lie to you." The young man in black robe bared his teeth.

Zhao Yun didn't bother to interrogate him anymore and just opened the Soul Searching Technique.

After searching, the other party did not lie to him, and there was no picture of his relatives or friends.

Whoosh!

Zhao Yun flicked his hand and brought it into the small world.

The young man in black robe came in and took a look, hey! There are two more.

The two of them were also interesting, and they both looked at each other: Are you here?

The troubled brother and the troubled sister have added one more, a supreme female fairy king, a sunset elder, and an eighth leader of the blood clan. Apart from the awkward meeting scene, there is nothing else.

Zhao Yun glanced at it, then turned around and entered Mortal Star.

The drama in the Red Mansion has come to an end, and many of the fireworks have gone out.

On the dark stage, a beautiful figure can be vaguely seen.

It was Yanzhi who, although she had taken off her costume, was still wearing her costume. In the dead of night, she was practicing her dance steps with her sleeves rolled up. No one was playing gongs or drums to accompany her, but she danced seriously.

Although the stage was empty, it was not empty of onlookers.

Zhao Yun, who has returned from the starry sky, is a spectator.

He didn't bother, just looked at it quietly. Rouge, who had taken off her makeup, looked more like his Xiu'er. Every move, every smile, was like the person in his memory. She was as beautiful as a dream, and even in these few moments, He unconsciously thought that she was the goddess of the moon, acting alone.

Still hiding his face and looking back, Yanzhi realized that there was someone in the audience.

Maybe it was because of the dim moonlight that she couldn't see who it was, but she remembered those eyes.

Just like before, the glances on and off the stage made me wonder if they were familiar, or it was love at first sight. As the play goes, when I first meet you, I am in a trance, confused and wandering, with a bit of joy and sorrow.

"It's beautiful." Zhao Yun left a word and turned around silently.

"Sir...will you come again tomorrow?" Yanzhi whispered.

"Maybe." Zhao Yun smiled and walked away step by step.