I'm Really A Newcomer

A light gray military aircraft flew across the hazy night sky.

Since glazed stone pillars are much more difficult to build in the mortal world than Jiuchuan, there is actually only one city in China, Rongcheng, that serves as the anchor point from the mortal world to the realm.

Under the coordination of the Ministry of Earthly Affairs and the Seventh Bureau, Jiang Mian and Ye Taoli immediately boarded the plane to Rongcheng.

Ye Taoli silently leaned his head against the porthole of the light aircraft.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the fireworks blooming in half of the capital at night, and she could clearly see the cyan blood vessels in her right hand holding the hem of her skirt.

"Amian...will you be okay?" Ye Taoli murmured.

Jiang Mian looked at the scattered clouds through the double-glazed glass, and the wings of the plane were stained with the clear frost of the bright moon.

"The moon never sets in the west."

The porthole reflected half of his face and the everlasting blue in the corners of his eyes.

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I don’t know how long it took, but the last bus full of people entered the still noisy street.

The bus was full of laughter and laughter, mostly young men and women in pairs.

Zhang Weilong clutched the warm armrest tightly and looked through the car door at the rapidly reversing street scene.

The shopping mall was still brightly lit, and the young and beautiful young people carrying large and small bags with brand logos were left far behind at the back of the bus.

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"Ding dong, please pay attention to safety when the vehicle starts. Passengers who want to get off at the next stop, Liushan intersection, please prepare to get off in advance."

The red glow of the sliding subtitles on the LED screen was reflected on the mottled roof of the front of the bus, and the empty handrails shook violently with the bumps of the bus.

When the vehicle stopped, Zhang Weilong got up and got off. There were almost no people in sight at the suburban terminal.

More than a dozen buses were parked neatly. Zhang Wei walked out of the station. The abandoned newsstand beside the street was lonely under the moonlight. Zhang Weilong also walked alone towards the cramped shared house.

Zhang Weilong was still a little worried, so he opened the journey app and checked the electronic train ticket home again.

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Moon Palace and Liuli Palace.

A colorful light curtain emerged in the glazed hall, and Ye Qingzi solemnly guided the formation under the glazed stone pillars.

Almost at the moment he landed, Ye Taoli rushed out of the light curtain and ran towards the outside of the hall.

After nodding with Ye Qingzi, Jiang Mian followed closely behind.

Ye Qingzi looked at the two figures without saying anything, and just respectfully performed a clan salute.

The square of the Moon Palace was full of people, and officials of the Moon Clan, large and small, gathered together.

Ye Taoli stood on the stairs made of white jade, her elegant white skirt turned into a black outfit under the dim white light.

She looked up at the sky, her long cyan butterfly-colored hair swaying wildly in the night wind.

Jiang Mian's dark pupils reflected a shocking red color, because above his head was a scalding sky.

In the blood-red sky, the dense clouds were like burning doomsday fires, and the white flashes exploding in the cracks in the sky were like penetrating thunderstorms.

"how so……"

Ye Taoli frowned tightly, and the red light from the sky illuminated the silver-white crescent moon on the top of the double-eaves verandah.

She walked down the steps in a daze, and the huge royal stone in the center of the steps was quietly trembling.

At the end of the stairs stood a short-haired man wearing a military uniform.

He had a cold and handsome face, and the military uniform was embroidered with four blue moons.

"Uncle..." Ye Taoli said a little dullly.

Ye Zi raised his eyes and looked at her.

He stretched out the metal arm embedded with dragon crystal towards Ye Taoli, and several wildly growing manjushuahua plants pierced towards Ye Taoli.

Almost at the next moment, a sword with a bright white halo suddenly hung in the air in front of Ye Taoli. She held Qing Yue and cut off the slender red petals in the air without thinking.

The bloodthirsty color in the sky was still strong, but Qingyue's blade reflected Ye Taoli's cold face.

The wind is still stirring, and the peerless woman is alone under the red moon.

"Tighten your spirits." Ye Zi said coldly.

He looked at Ye Taoli and Jiang Mian and said softly: "Go back to Shuangyue and wait."

Jiang Mian silently looked at his tall figure on the steps. The outline of Ye Zi's face was a little blurry in the night and red light.

Perhaps because he had been tortured by Bairong for too long, Jiang Mian's senses were a little dull now.

"It turns out my heart is hurting."

Jiang Mian looked up at the sky, and saw blood flowing from the knife marks in the world.