Lord of the night.

Chapter 1362 This World is Cold and Desolate! [Seeking Votes and Subscriptions!]

Feng Wanshi Pingban continued:

"And around the same time that Senior Xue Luo established the Xue family, the three major families of Feng Yu Xue were established simultaneously. Origin and predecessor."

"After Senior Xue Luo established the family, a genius emerged from among his descendants, cough cough cough, who is now Lord Xue Fuxiao."

"..."

"A few years later, the Cloud Weapon Ranking appeared for the first time. At that time, Senior Xuewu was ranked first. The second was Wutian Daomo, the chief protector of the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect at that time."

When Feng Wanshi introduced these things, he was vague in some places.

For example, some friends' names are not mentioned, and the specific years are replaced with words like "many years" or "a long time" instead of specific numbers.

However, apart from the occasional hidden cough, the performance was basically smooth and fluid, without any interruptions.

For Feng Wanshi, these things, though from a long time ago, were 'family matters' within the Fengyuxue family, so they were no challenge at all and he could talk about them off the cuff.

Xue Wu stared blankly into the void before her, and with Feng Wanshi's words, she was pulled back into her distant memories.

In his bewildered eyes, it seemed as if those people from back then, those brothers, those sisters, and that glorious era of chivalrous life in the martial arts world reappeared.

The snow falls gracefully, the snow flies nimbly; the frost and snow are beautiful, the wind and thunder are domineering, the smoke and mist are ethereal; the raindrops are cheeky, the rain threads are delicate, the rain dream always has a stern face; Zheng Yuandong, who roams the world, Feng Du, who is directionally challenged...

At that time... these people were just beginning to show their talent. They were still considered junior members of the martial arts world...

What kind of era was that...?

Fighting desperately in the raging storm, helping each other through the snowstorm, working together to fight the demon, and standing shoulder to shoulder in the face of life and death...

Thinking back on it today, it feels like a dream, like smoke and mist.

Later, when he finally stood at the top of the first Cloud Weapon Ranking, this group of people had already scattered like stars, some dead, some buried, and some missing...

It evokes a sense of loneliness, desolation, and loneliness.

So after a few years, they voluntarily withdrew from the Cloud Weapon Ranking.

Is it a period of seclusion for spiritual cultivation? Not necessarily.

But the main point is... there aren't that many familiar people left in this world, and my era has long since vanished with the disappearance of those people.

Now I'm back in the martial world.

Although I was surrounded by a sea of ​​people, I felt as if I were the only person left in the world.

It's not that these people aren't human, it's just that... they're not the same people they were back then.

This feeling is as lonely as snow.

It's true that Yan Nan and the others are sworn brothers with Zheng Yuandong, but... if we really go by seniority, if they weren't sworn brothers with Zheng Yuandong, they would be more than ten generations younger than us!
Even Zheng Yuandong, although his cultivation level surpassed that of others, was still much lower in seniority than himself.

"This world is truly desolate."

Xuewu gazed at the sky with hazy eyes; the sky was still the same sky it was 20,000 years ago.

I am still me.

But they had become strangers to each other.

Why do people need to die? Because... this world has become too unfamiliar...

This sense of alienation makes one feel that life is utterly meaningless.

"call……"

Xue Wu let out a soft breath, smiled faintly, shook her head, and asked Yan Nan, "Where is your older brother?"

"My elder brother is in seclusion."

Yannan Road.

Xue Wu took a deep breath and said blankly, "Seclusion...Seclusion is good...As long as I don't come out, I can't feel that this world is no longer the original world."

These words caused Dongfang San San, Yan Nan, and the others to sigh softly.

Why have there been fewer high-level wars in recent years? They seem to be less intense, and this is one of the reasons!

Xue Wu, as a senior, certainly had this feeling, but Yan Nan and Dongfang San San felt the same way.

Aside from matters that required their presence, Yan Nan rarely left Shenjing, and Dongfang San San rarely left Kanke City, for this very reason.

The other deputy leaders and senior members of the Guardians also rarely went out.

That's why.

This world feels strange...

That feeling of being 'rejected by the world' was so clear and obvious!

Dongfang San San sighed softly: "How many twists and turns there are in this world..."

Xue Wu sighed softly. Although she was still sitting there, she seemed to have turned into mist, drifting and ethereal, filled with the feeling that she could disappear at any moment.

in the crowd.

Sun Wutian looked at Xue Wu.

This senior from back then, and also his old rival, was the one who had suppressed him for so many years. Just when he was about to retire, it turned out that Xue Fuxiao from the Xue family had rushed up and knocked him down to second place again!

So he won't step down unless someone takes over and puts pressure on him!

He's a real scoundrel...

An old woman floated in mid-air and smiled, "Xuewu, are you lonely? I'll keep you company."

Xue Wu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up: "Sister Huang? You're still here?"

Sister Huang, naturally Zhao Ying'er's protector, pouted and said, "Me? Not only am I still alive, but I've been bullied terribly by your strategist Dongfang all these years." Xue Wu laughed, "Please sit down, please sit down. Sister Huang wasn't very bright back then, so it's normal for her to be bullied all these years. Dongfang bullied you, so I can only apologize to you and say: Well done."

"Xue Wu, you really are the same as you were back then, a complete scoundrel."

Sister Huang laughed in exasperation and sat down opposite Xue Wu.

Xuewu's table had always been occupied by only one person, but now, she finally has a partner.

Dongfang Sansan bowed slightly and smiled, "Greetings, Granny Huang. It's been a long time since I last saw you. You look better and better."

Sister Huang rolled her eyes and said, "Strategist Dongfang, don't you think my flushed face is all because of you?"

Dongfang San San smiled: "It's not that serious. Grandma Huang, please have a seat. Everything's alright."

Feng Wanshi bowed deeply: "Ninth Master."

"Go find Vice Master Yan to get some tea leaves and brew some tea. It's really impolite of me not to have brewed any tea after all this time."

Feng Wanshi was taken aback: "Go get tea from Yan Nan?"

So, it turns out that the Eastern strategist has come again... and doesn't even want to offer tea?

Yan Nan laughed and scolded, "You're such a greedy guy who never gets enough of taking advantage."

He then took out a packet of tea and gave it to Feng Wanshi: "Go on, go on."

He then tossed a spatial ring to Dongfang San San: "A total of one hundred catties of various teas. I won't wait for you to ask me for favors before giving them to you; I'll just give them to you now."

Dongfang Sansan frowned, displeased: "Brother Yan, what are you saying? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

He immediately put the ring away without even opening it to look at it.

Sister Huang nodded to Yan Nan: "Vice Chief Leader Yan."

Yan Nan's eyes were probing, and his expression was solemn: "I only learned today that Lord Huang is a member of the Phoenix Clan. However, does the Phoenix Clan also want to compete for this Cloud Weapon Ranking?"

Sister Huang smiled and said, "What, can't we go in?"

"We can go for it."

Yan Nan frowned and asked, "Why?"

"Because there was no one before. Now there is." Sister Huang smiled faintly.

"So, the skunk and the snake? They're going to charge too?"

Yan Nan realized it instantly.

"Probably. I didn't notice them... they're a bit dirty." Sister Huang clearly didn't take the Divine Weasel Cult and the Spirit Serpent Cult seriously at all.

Yan Nan frowned and looked at Dongfang San San: "Dongfang, you didn't know about this?"

Dongfang San San sighed: "Brother Yan... this time, I really didn't know! I was completely caught off guard! If it weren't for Brother Yan's invitation, if I hadn't come here... then it's hard to say what would have happened today. I have to say, I owe Brother Yan a favor in this matter."

"You don't even know Fengyunqi?" Yan Nan's expression became even stranger.

"Even Brother Chess can't know for sure that the Cloud Weapon Ranking isn't as miraculous as Brother Yan thinks. If it were truly possible to know in advance which forces would participate, there would be no need to establish the Cloud Weapon Ranking."

“Brother Dongfang is right.”

Yan Nan pondered for a moment, frowning, and slowly said, "Dongfang, this trend is not right."

Dongfang Sansan frowned, then suddenly switched to telepathy: "Brother Yan, I'll make you owe me another favor. I suspect that this situation is very likely due to a divine decree. And if a divine decree does occur, then your sect should be careful in the future."

Yan Nan's expression instantly turned extremely grave, and he solemnly transmitted his voice: "Thank you!"

He understood perfectly well that Dongfang San San's sudden sharing of this news was ill-intentioned; he wanted his own righteous sect to confront these miscellaneous factions first, so that the guardians could openly preserve their strength.

But Yan Nan had no choice.

Because these forces... are all targeting the Sovereign Church!

The True Cult cannot remain unmoved even if it wants to!
Yan Nan's expression was somewhat solemn, and he inexplicably had a feeling that "when the wall falls, everyone pushes it down".

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

It seems that we need to intensify our efforts to eradicate the Serpent Cult and the Divine Weasel Cult.

Dongfang San San leaned back in his chair, looking relaxed. Suddenly, he chuckled and said, "Brother Yan, look at the stands across the way."

Yan Nan looked up, and his gaze shot straight at her like two bolts of lightning.

At a glance, you can see that the specifications over there are almost the same as here.

There's a platform above, and on the platform is a table. On either side of the table, a person is sitting.

One of them was none other than She Lingxiao, the leader of the Spirit Serpent Sect, whom Duan Xiyang had chased across the continent several times without success!
The other person, dressed in black and masked, with not a single inch of skin exposed, was clearly the most mysterious and never-before-seen leader of the Divine Weasel Cult.

Yan Nan felt a surge of anger welling up inside her.

He angrily exclaimed, "What kind of ridiculous rules are these Cloud Weapon Rankings!"

The Cloud Weapon Ranking stipulates that during the challenge period, combat and feuds between people outside the challenge are not allowed.

Otherwise, neither She Lingxiao nor the higher-ups of the Divine Weasel Sect would dare to come.

Even Ning Zaifei didn't dare to come, because he was carrying the kill order.

However, the Cloud Weapon Ranking is subject to divine power restrictions! No one can violate them!
"They initially wanted to come over here," Dongfang San San said with a smile, "but they didn't dare to."

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