An Zhen was a little disappointed, but he could only admit that what Wendy said was correct.

[It's not impossible to have a ghost relationship, even if it's a remnant soul, you can have a shot while it's hot. 】

fluorescent:? ? ?

I originally thought that you were just a **** with a million points, but I didn't expect you to be a super perverted jerk!

Even the devil who has fallen for thousands of years wants to take a shot while it's hot. Is your love really so broad?

An Zhen, it's too astringent!

Paimon: "This storm barrier looks like a very dangerous landscape."

"That's right." Wendy nodded, "but it's not a little bit worse than the storm barrier that surrounded Old Mond back then."

"The wall of the storm back then was difficult for even the devil to break from the outside. People inside couldn't get out, and people outside couldn't get in. It was like a caged bird, despair of losing freedom..."

A look of reminiscence appeared in Wendy's eyes, showing a bit of sadness.

"Although I really want to hear the story, it's obvious that the storm barrier should be lifted first, right?"

Ying stretched out her hand to the storm barrier, and before she touched it, she was almost ripped apart by the gust of wind.

"Hey, leave it to me. Although I only have an ordinary xylophone in my hand, it's just a wind barrier of this level, so I can't use [Sky]—hey, what is that?"

Wendy pointed in the direction where the crowd came, and a group of chumps were rushing towards them aggressively.

"Enemy attack! Everyone, prepare to fight." Qin drew out his sword and took the lead to meet the enemy.

"Ah..." Wendy helped her forehead helplessly. "It looks like the venue needs to be cleaned up before the performance starts."

"Generally, this kind of chores do not require the singer to do it himself."

"Indeed." An Zhen sat down beside Wendy, "The audience doesn't need to do anything."

"Come on! Ying!" He clenched his fist and waved, giving Ying encouragement.

【I hope you get more beatings! 】

fluorescent:.....

I thank you.

After easily dealing with the attacking Qiuqiu people, Ying and Qin returned to An Zhen and Wendy's side.

"It's resolved so quickly, then I'm going to start playing too." Wendy took out the harp. "The audience this time is just the wind. It doesn't matter if the plucking speed is faster, right?"

As Wendy gently plucked the strings, the storm barrier dissipated, and the whole picture of the ruins of the wind dragon was finally exposed to everyone's eyes.

Paimon: "Wow, you can really open it up, you can also use it occasionally, you sing."

[Of course, do you expect the storm barrier to block Fengshen? 】

Ying: It's hard to disagree.

Qin: "From here, even if it is officially entering the ruins of Fenglong. Please be careful, let's go."

Entering the ruins of Fenglong, the most conspicuous is the tower that once entered the clouds, followed by the broken buildings.

Paimon: "This is the main entrance of Fenglong Ruins, right? It's really a huge city, can the Mond people do this a thousand years ago?"

"It's amazing, but even with that kind of creativity, they've never seen beyond the wind wall," Wendy replied.

"The solitary king of the tower loves the people in his own way, but this love is too heavy to become a shackle that binds him."

"So, that tower was originally the property of Diekarapiian, right?" An Zhen asked Wendy, pointing to the ruins of the tower from a distance.

[The house is quite big, and I smell the rich woman's breath. 】

Ying: As expected of you...

Paimon: "That tower is already huge for us, but how did Twarin come home?"

Wendy: "He doesn't have to go where he's going, he's flying."

Paimon: "...You, you're right."

As they walked, the road that several people moved forward was blocked by a large pile of gravel.

"It's blocked~" Wendy spread her hands, obviously not wanting to contribute.

"I...."

An Zhen wanted to say that he could help remove the rubble, but Wendy stopped him with a look.

An Zhen: Since you have alluded to it, I won't help.

[I can help, but I just don't want to shoot, are you angry? 】

Ying: Thank you, I'm used to it~

Paimon: "Huh? Is there a big hole in the roof over there?"

Everyone looked in the direction Paimon pointed, and saw a large broken hole on the top of the tower's dome, which was particularly conspicuous.

"Well..." Wendy looked around, her eyes suddenly lit up, "The wind field over there seems to be able to use it."

"Okay, take a detour, let's go up." Ying nodded and ran towards the wind field.

Only An Zhen stood there and thought.

"Here... it seems that there are afterimages of the past."

An Zhen stretched out his hand and probed, as if he wanted to cross time and space to touch the things of the past.

"Interesting, let's try it out." An Zhen smiled and mobilized the remaining energy in his body.

"resonance."

The scene around An Zhen changed rapidly, and in an instant, the ruins were gone, and what caught the eye was a bustling city with a depressing atmosphere.

The world has "memory", and anything that happens to it will be recorded by it and inscribed on the tree of imaginary numbers.

What An Zhen did just now was to resonate with the "memory residue" left in this place, so that the scene from a thousand years ago could be reproduced in the form of an illusion.

The tower in front of it goes straight into the clouds, making people wonder if it has a top.

[Unfortunately, this moment of showing my supreme power was not appreciated by an audience. 】

[Alas, it can only be said that they do not have this blessing. 】

An Zhen: Voice Pack, don't be too narcissistic.

Looking at the smooth road with an unknown future, An Zhen didn't have any worries and worries, and just lifted his feet and walked forward.

The tower was undoubtedly towering, and An Zhen followed the steps up step by step, each step slowly and firmly.

I don't know how long it took, An Zhen finally came to the top and saw the lonely king of the tower sitting alone on the throne-Die Karapian.

The woman is undoubtedly beautiful. She wears a simple and elegant white long dress, her eyebrows are lightly swept, her skin is as delicate as tender jade, and her lips are red, and her waist is not full. The most characteristic is that she is compassionate and unfeeling. His eyes are too beautiful to eat.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

An Zhen praised her and circled around the woman, taking a look at it and observing it, like an old snakeskin in a kiln.

"Indescribable beauty indeed, I forgive Wendy."

[Hmph, being overthrown by the people he loves, and dying alone, is really pitiful and sad. 】

An Zhen was very interested in the woman's pale hair. Just as he was about to start to stroke it, the woman who had been sitting there suddenly blinked and looked sideways at An Zhen's position—

"Have you seen enough?"

An Zhen: ? ? ?

99-An Zhen: Bao, I will definitely fish you out! (3K)

I am super! I am super! I am super!

What's the situation? The demon **** who has been cold for thousands of years deceives the corpse? Could this woman not be dead at all? I crossed again? Is it possible to have a haircut while it's hot...

All kinds of questions and a huge amount of information flowed through An Zhen's brain in an instant. Even if his body processed all the information immediately, the solidified human thinking still made him unable to understand the current situation for a while.

An Zhen looked at the beautiful woman in front of her with complicated eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

The solitary king of the tower, the devil **** of the gale, Diekarapiian, is probably a corpse.

"Have you seen enough?"

Diekarapiian tilted his head to look at where An Zhen was, blinking his big eyes.

The blue eyes reminded An Zhen of the sky in his hometown.

Ah, Ma-san, Sakura in my hometown...that's not it!

Damn, the system has never said that this kind of thing will happen to resonance.

"Can you see me?" An Zhen pointed to himself and asked the other person.

[I thought it was just a boring attempt, but I didn't expect such an interesting thing to happen, which is really pleasant. 】

Unexpectedly, Ann was really surprised, Diecarpian shook his head,

"I can't see you, but I know you're there, I can sense your presence, your gaze... but I just can't see you."

Die Karapian was actually quite stunned. Today, she sensed that a certain existence had stepped into her tower. She thought that the people she was sheltering had the courage to resist her and rush to the sky. And nothing.

But she knew that the man was there, and he was walking steadily towards her throne.

Finally, the "person" came to her and looked around her like a curious baby for several times. From head to toe, every trace of her skin was never spared, making her feel like countless ants were crawling on her body. .

However, in order to satisfy the curiosity of herself and this unknown existence at the same time, she didn't move, she just let the other side observe like a model, and at the same time, she was looking for a way to "grab" the other side's body.

After about three or five minutes, the other party ended the observation and said something inexplicable that she couldn't understand. This was the first time she heard the other party's voice.

As for what he said... If Die Karapian's understanding is correct, he is probably complimenting himself on his good looks?

Immediately afterwards, Die Karapian felt the breath of the other party approaching, probably wanting to touch him?

Or do you think you are just a "dead thing"?

However, out of vigilance against the unknown, she avoided the opponent's touch, looked at the opponent's location, and declared her existence to the opponent in an upright manner.

"Can you perceive my presence but not see me? It's a very special situation."

An Zhen held his chin and thought for a moment, but couldn't think of the answer he wanted for a while.

"Then, outsider, can you explain your purpose?" Die Karapian said lightly, not expecting that she still has the attribute of Sanwu.

"It's not a secret that can't be told, but will you believe it when I tell it?"

"Even if you say it, it's an enemy or a friend, I have my own judgment." Die Karapian nodded lightly, looking a little careless.

"In short, the original purpose of my coming here was actually just to go to a grave."

【By the way, let's dance~】

"Going to the grave? What do you mean?" Die Karapian frowned, obviously unable to understand the words An Zhen said.

"It's just condolences to the dead."

"Oh I see."

Diecarpian nodded, visiting the burial places of the deceased, as the people often did.

"Then, since you are here to explore the dead, why did you come to my tower?"

An Zhen hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth - "Because......that person who died is you."

【Don't you know your own future? What a pity. 】

Die Karapian: ? ? ?

I? died?

Diecarpian couldn't understand it, and then she raised her hand and tugged her cheek hard—there was still a feeling.

If you feel it, it means you are still alive.

An inquisitive look quickly turned to An Zhen. It seemed that without An Zhen giving a reasonable explanation, she wanted to let An Zhen know how fierce the devil of Gale Wind was.

"Pfft-"

An Zhen looked at Diekarapiian like this, and laughed unkindly.

He now understands that this solitary king of the tower has nothing to do with San Wu at all, he is just plain cute.

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