Ying Long City, when the Yellow Emperor led the army to confront the ancient Wu clan here, the Yellow Emperor's general Ying Long was the vanguard, the first to land, the battle of Kuafu, Kuafu was defeated, and the Yellow Emperor's army was able to land.

In order to reward Yinglong's exploits, the Yellow Emperor built a city here, as the first city of the human race in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and named it Yinglong City.

After 3,000 years of wind and rain, Yinglong City has expanded many times, and this once military fortress is now full of life.

Merchant ships come and go, and the wharves are side by side.

Watching the boats on the dock come and go, crowded with people, and the heat is soaring, even the cold of this winter here has diluted a little.

Devil Cry closed the window, and the light in the room immediately dimmed. His brow furrowed, completely devoid of the ease he had when he first arrived.

It's been three days since he came here, and three days ago, as soon as Ghost Cry arrived here, he released a signal according to what Elder Zhou said, but now, the Demon Slaying Pavilion in the city has not contacted him in the future.

This has to make the ghost cry worried.

In the country of ten thousand islands, killing the phoenix, the merit of the ghost crying has risen a lot. Now, his connection to hell is getting weaker and weaker, and his connection to this world is getting deeper and deeper.

This is a great news, so that during his recuperation until three days ago, he was in a very happy mood, and when he practiced the knife, he was a little smarter, and he was no longer so murderous.

However, the recent flurry of bad news has diluted his happy mood.

Xiaoqing's letter, the Demon Slayer Pavilion has not been contacted for a long time, and the weather here.

It's cold here, even colder than the coldest time in Luoyang, where Yang An once stayed.

Especially at dawn, even if you are wrapped in a quilt, as soon as the fire in the charcoal basin is extinguished, it will immediately be invaded by bursts of coldness, and even if the ghost cries, it will be frozen and awakened.

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that whenever the north wind blows, whether it is Ghost Cry or Nangong, it feels extremely depressed, and the demonic energy has also changed, it is okay in the body, but as soon as it is outside the body, it immediately becomes lazy, as if hibernating, making it difficult to perform many methods of Ghost Cry.

These changes make Ghost Cry vigilant. This world seems to be brewing something.

"Squeak", the door was pushed open, and Nangong walked in with her skirt and feet.

"Why did you close the window again? There was a wind at Nangong's feet, and he walked to the window and stretched out his hand to open the window. Suddenly, the room became bright again: "How many times have I said that don't close the window when burning charcoal pots." ”

While babbling, Nangong turned her head, and suddenly she frowned: "What smell?"

The ghost cry was also shocked, just now I was too engrossed, I didn't pay attention, and now I smell a burnt smell, and now when I look at it, I immediately understand what is going on, and hurriedly shouted: "Da Hei, your tail is burning." ”

Next to the charcoal basin, the big black horse was lying on the ground, his eyes were closed comfortably, covered with a quilt, his buttocks were exposed, and he kept wagging his tail. And its tail, from time to time, swept over the charcoal basin, sometimes a little lower, and the charcoal in the charcoal basin sparked.

When the big black horse heard the sound of the ghost crying, he immediately pricked up his ears, turned his head to look, and suddenly saw the miserable appearance of his tail, and jumped up at once, the floor was trampled on a clang, and he kept looking back at his tail, and then turned around in place a few times.

Fortunately, his hooves had been wrapped in cloth, otherwise, it would have been louder. But even so, the downstairs is unbearable.

Downstairs, a middle-aged man rushed out of the door with red eyes, and was about to run upstairs in anger, but was seen by the guy in the store and stopped.

"Hey, hey, what did I say you're doing?"

The middle-aged man said: "You get out of the way, I'm going to find an account upstairs, and I'm going to bang on it all day long, and I won't let people sleep!"

"Come on. The man sneered, "Why else do you think the price of the room you live in is so low?" ”

"You mean, he gave you a lot of money?"

"It's not for me, it's for the shopkeeper, the money is indeed a lot, enough to buy you a small life. As he spoke, the guy poked his finger at the middle-aged man's chest: "Let me tell you, your room, including the two rooms on both sides, the one on the top of your head, and the one next to it, people have rented it for money, double the price." So, don't get me in trouble, or ......."

The man didn't say any more, the threat was obvious.

The middle-aged man's face turned red: "Is it great to be rich?"

"It's not a big deal to be rich. The guy shrugged his shoulders: "But no money is really fatal, now you, either change a room, or endure it." ”

"I ......" The middle-aged man's lips trembled, and his heart was extremely angry, but his waist was getting more and more bent.

Yes, it was noisy upstairs and he had the option to change rooms. However, he had no money. Such a cheap room, you can't find it in the neighborhood anymore.

He returned to the room dejectedly, and the man looked at his back and spat: "Phew, you deserve it." ”

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the middle-aged man covered his head with a quilt. Above his head, he never heard the sound just now, but the sound of the thump kept echoing in his head, making it difficult for him to sleep.

Upstairs in the room, Devil Cry pulled out his knife and cut off a big black horse's tail.

The big black horse turned his head and looked at the tail that was a lot shorter, and his heart ached and he couldn't breathe. He lay down on the ground with a loud bang.

Seeing the appearance of the big black horse, Big Mouth twisted himself into a ball with a "smile", and then accidentally tied it into a dead knot.

Looking at this pair of living treasures, Nangong shook his head helplessly and pursed his lips and smiled, picked up the big mouth, and helped it open the knot on its body.

However, even with such a noise from upstairs, the middle-aged man downstairs did not react. He just covered his head with a quilt, and at first his body trembled slightly, but later, he no longer trembled, and there was no longer half a ring.

It was really boring to stay in the room, and at noon, Ghost Cry and Nangong went out and went downstairs to eat.

After ordering the food, the guy left, and the ghost cried again, and his brow furrowed again.

"What's wrong?" Nangong asked.

"It's fine. Ghost cried and shook his head: "I just think it's a little strange." ”

"What's so strange?"

"That fellow, when he faced me, seemed very weak-hearted. ”

"Weak-hearted. Nangong glanced at the ghost crying, and then at the busy guy over there. The guy also happened to turn his head, and when he saw Nangong and the ghost crying looking at him, he suddenly turned his head with a weak heart and fear.

"It's normal to have a weak heart. Nangong smiled and said, "After all, you don't wear a hat now." ”

Ghost Cry thought about it, he was still a little self-aware, and he always felt that it was reasonable, but when Nangong said so, he always felt that something was wrong.

After thinking about it, he couldn't think of anything wrong, so he shook his head helplessly, glanced at Nangong, and said casually: "You weren't the same before." ”

Nangong's face was cold, covered with hoarfrost.