mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 447 Blood Wine

Qi Yuan Island, in Black Rock City.

At this time, Black Rock City no longer had the bustling scene it was eight or nine years ago. The number of monks on the streets was greatly reduced, and even mortals couldn't see any of them.

Many shops on the street are still open, but they look half dead, and there are not many customers in total.

The major forces on the island have put all their energy into finding other livable islands at this time, and they are becoming less and less concerned about the control of Qiyuan Island.

Doing business is also getting more and more foolish, the purchase price is getting lower and lower, and the selling price is getting higher and higher.Recently, there have even been rumors of strong buying and strong selling, which has greatly lowered the credibility of several major forces.

Many monks on the island have also discovered this, but Black Rock City is still the largest island for monks nearby, and they have no other choice but to pinch their noses to recognize it.

At this time, in a stone house in the central area of ​​Black Rock City, a woman with a light veil and picturesque features was sitting on a chair anxiously, looking at a gloomy middle-aged monk not far away. .

"Yue'er and the others haven't come back yet, is something wrong?" the woman asked anxiously.

The middle-aged monk glanced at her, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Master Fan, preparing the teleportation array in the open sea is an extremely dangerous task, and I have made it very clear before they set off. Even if something really happened, we have no other choice but to continue sending people out."

"After all, it will take time to persuade these major forces to join the Anti-Star Alliance. Even if they have let go now, we must first prepare a way out."

"If there is a day when monsters attack the island, we should be prepared so as not to stay here and be buried with these big forces. Master Fan probably doesn't want to stay in this place outside the sea for a lifetime, right?"

Seeing the woman's face getting worse and worse, a sneer appeared on the corner of the middle-aged monk's mouth, and he continued to say:

"Master Fan, don't forget. I also sent three people to go together this time. If something happens, it will happen together. It won't just let Master Fan suffer."

The woman clenched her fist violently, the other party spoke nicely, but she didn't have many subordinates, and every death meant one less, but the other party was backed by the Anti-Star Alliance, and didn't care how many of his subordinates died.

If this goes on like this, she will really be emptied.

"Master Fan..." Just as the two of them were thinking about each other, a delicate female voice suddenly sounded outside the door, the voice was trembling a little, and it seemed extremely helpless.

The woman frowned suddenly, and asked sharply, "What happened?"

"Master, there is... an old friend is visiting."

"Old man?" The woman was slightly taken aback, and suddenly, within her line of sight, there was a floating purple and white skirt.

"Fan Zuoshi, long time no see."

The woman's body stiffened in an instant, she turned her head with difficulty, and there were small abnormal noises from her neck, as if a rotten and rusty machine was still barely running.

Finally, a handsome face with sword eyebrows and star eyes came into her sight.

"Lu...Lu..." The woman opened her mouth, as if something was blocked in her throat, she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

There was a sound of '呲啦'!
A layer of white yin fire suddenly ignited on the middle-aged monk, and he rushed towards the gate without hesitation, as fast as a ghost, half of his foot was already on the threshold in the blink of an eye.

'thump'!
The middle-aged monk collapsed in front of the door, already dead.

The woman seemed to be awakened suddenly, swallowed subconsciously, lowered her head slightly at Lu Yunze, and said with a wry smile:

"It seems that Senior Lu's cultivation base has improved again, and this junior congratulates Senior."

"No need." Holding a wine jug in his hand, Lu Yunze took out three wine glasses from the storage bag, and placed them on the table one by one.

Fan Zuoshi's smile froze, none of the three wine glasses was placed in front of her.

"I'm easy to make friends, but in this fucking world, I really don't have many friends, and if one dies, one will be lost."

"So many times, I can only meet them in fantasy, chat with them, brag, and talk about interesting things that have happened recently."

"I know it's not normal, but it can't be helped. Sometimes when you're older, people just like to recall some past events, and it's easy to become sentimental."

"For me, this is also a good thing. At least in my imagination, I have all my friends, all of them are by my side, and I can find them whenever I want."

"But today, I lost a friend forever."

"Fan Zuoshi, do you know why?"

Lu Yunze filled three wine glasses with wine, picked up one of them and drank it all in one gulp, his face flushed instantly.

After finishing the drink, he didn't wait for Fan Zuoshi to answer, so he said to himself:

"Because from today onwards, I will have no face to see him. Do you understand?"

Fan Zuoshi's face became stiff, and she sullenly showed an ugly expression of crying and laughing with great difficulty.

"Senior Lu, the death of Clan Master Wang really has nothing to do with me, it's..."

Lu Yunze stretched out a hand, blocking what Fan Zuoshi was going to say next.

"I know, Nixingmeng, Shenjiutang, Wen Tianren... I will find these people slowly, one by one. But before that, I have to fulfill the wish of a new friend of mine."

Lu Yunze smiled and said in the direction of one of the wine glasses: "Right? Wang Yueying."

After the words were finished, a beautiful head rolled to the middle of the table, and a pair of eyes looked at him in confusion and horror, as if he couldn't figure out how he would fall into this situation.

Blood spilled over the table and knocked down two wine glasses.

The wine with a strong alcohol smell was spilled all over the floor, mixed with the blood, and brewed a glass of blood wine mixed with joy and sorrow.

Lu Yunze got up, staggered out of the gate, passed through a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators who were kneeling on the ground, not daring to move, and walked onto the street swaggeringly.

Before Wang Yueying was alive, Lu Yunze actually looked down on this woman, let alone a friendship between them, at most it was just a promise.

But when she died, when Lu Yunze suddenly realized that he would never see this woman again, he couldn't help feeling a little sentimental in his heart.

Wang Yueying didn't do anything wrong, she was just ordinary, just like most monks in this world.She is oppressed by the strong, and oppressed by the weaker even more naturally.

Is she wrong?When the whole world looks like this ghost, who dares to say she is wrong?Who can say she is wrong?
Lu Yunze was too lazy to despise her, and he couldn't give her a high look.If there is no Yun Ming, then there probably won't be any intersection between them.Even if there was, it was because she was killed by Lu Yunze one day.

But now she died at the hands of others.Until then, she was everything a mother, a wife can be.

Lu Yunze couldn't express his mood clearly, nor could he sort out his thoughts.

He was just irritable and angry, but he didn't know who to direct this anger at.

When he was young, he liked to direct this anger at the group of immortal cultivators. Later, he directed this anger at the Dao of Heaven and at Han Tianzun.

And now...he didn't know why he was angry.

He just wants to drink and drink with his friends, make a big scene, and set off a monstrous fire.

It's best to burn this fucking world to ashes!Then he can lie on the ruins, laugh out loud with his flagon, and party all night with imaginary friends.

Unfortunately, he can't.

Because the world isn't really that fucked up.Many others are alive and will always be.

This is where Lu Yunze's sorrow lies, he is neither normal enough nor crazy enough.

There was light flickering in the sky, Lu Yunze raised his head.

The people from Black Rock City are here.

(End of this chapter)