Black and white rotate, and Red Ink City is forever red and black. The Red Ink Immortal Collection continued every day, and countless monks began to appear in Red Ink City.

Amu, Lishui, and Mo Wuxian were also just out of the city at this time.

It's just that after last night's battle, Amu and the three of them believe that there must be people staring at them and others in secret, so it's better to keep a low profile. In order to hide people's eyes, the three of them all changed their appearances slightly.

At the same time, there was a crow on Amu's shoulder, and everyone would definitely recognize it as yesterday's Blood Moon Monk Wang Han.

Mo Wuxian didn't know the origin of the crow, and he kindly built yì to turn it into a cute parrot, but he almost let the crow roast it with the golden crow fire.

In the end, he had to give up, but Amu appeased, and the crow flew back to the Sky Fox Fairy Bracelet with great reluctance.

It's just that as soon as they got out of the city gate, the three of them were attracted by a strange scene. At this time, I don't know how many monks gathered in front of the Chimo City Tower to watch, and there were many true immortals with great powers.

"Huh?" all three of them frowned. Because, for some reason, at this time, on the upper floor of the Red Ink City, there were actually two pairs of black armor hanging.

The armor, reflecting the sun, was black and shining.

However, everyone's divine sense swept over, and they knew that it was not any magic weapon, but just the most ordinary mortal armor, but it was only extremely well-made and forged.

This is a rather strange scene! Who is it? It's okay to hang two pairs of armor in this Red Ink City Tower, what is this for?

Many monks from Chimo City and those who came and went were all stopping to watch. The three of Amu also frowned slightly, and there were voices of discussion in the crowd.

"Whose armor is this?"

"yes? I don't know, what is this for?"

"It's not going to be sold here, is it? Why don't you go to the fairy set?"

"Come on, don't talk nonsense! I'm afraid it's not a good thing, it's weird! That's mortal armor, and mortals don't use ladders unless they use them. Otherwise, how can you hang those armors? Besides, if you have nothing to do, why do you hang two pairs of armor?"

A few monks were there talking, but they didn't agree. However, at this time, a True Immortal Monk suddenly spoke.

"You all seem to have forgotten what happened more than a thousand years ago. ”

"More than a thousand years ago?" everyone was stunned, and for a while they couldn't remember.

"More than a thousand years ago, wasn't there a Black Lord's True Immortal Nine Guards who were killed and hung on the tower of this city?" the True Immortal-level monk said slowly.

"Wow-" The crowd was in an uproar.

"Painting Soul Sect, Painting Soul Old Man!"

As soon as the True Immortal Monk reminded him, everyone naturally remembered it. At the beginning, Bai Luomen offended the old man who painted the soul, and the next day. Thirty-three White Romans were strewn across the streets. Later, Miss Feng Er, Hei Luomen, had no words and offended the old man who painted the soul. The two True Immortal Ninefold Guards were hung on the head of Chimo City after death.

Those unsolved cases for more than a thousand years. Although the old man who painted the soul never admitted in person that he did it. But. Everyone understands that the murderer is undoubtedly an old man who paints souls, but no one dares to ask.

Thinking of yesterday's daytime and night, everyone began to weave the story in their hearts.

Today, although it is only two pairs of armor, everyone is speculating whether it is or not. The old man who painted the soul killed Mo Wuxian and the Blood Moon monk Wang Han.

These two armors are not corpses, but they are also a warning to some people.

Actually, everyone also feels that this is a bit incredible. Because neither Mo Wuxian nor that Wang Han offended the old man in the slightest. These two armor pairs. It's not the corpse of Mo Wuxian or Wang Han.

However, as the old man never appeared in Chimo City again, everyone gradually recognized this speculation more.

And right now, the three of Amu were standing behind the crowd, frowning. They believed that these two pairs of armor would not be hung here for no reason, and there must be some point.

However, what exactly does it mean? Amu, Lishui, and Mo Wuhate are all unable to answer.

Either way, everyone finally came up with a plausible answer. In the War Star Domain, the killing of monks is almost commonplace. Otherwise, how could last night's big battle not cause a sensation?

It's none of my business, since there is no more big turmoil, many people will disperse when they see it. The three Amu did not leave immediately.

The things upstairs in Chimo City are not touched by ordinary people. Because all the monks understood that something might not be right, they violated the taboos of some monks.

At this time, there was an old man with gray hair, who made a ladder, climbed the tower, and took off two sets of armor. It was a mortal old man, and on weekdays, he was responsible for some simple cleaning of the city tower.

This kind of thing is more appropriate for mortals to do. Because, no matter what kind of monks, they basically don't bother mortals. The small mistakes of mortals, the mighty monks almost all laughed it off.

The armor didn't seem to be heavy, for the old man seemed to be carrying two pairs of armor, and it didn't seem to be very laborious.

Seeing that someone had taken off their armor, Amu and the three of them came over.

"Uncle, is this armor for sale?" Amu said with a smile.

"Do you want to sell it?" the old man actually took it off, and he didn't think about the question of whether to sell it or not. Mortal armor, in fact, is really useless, most of it has to be thrown away. This old man just took it off, and it felt like it was a bit of an eyesore to hang on the castle tower.

"I'm just trying to refine a monk's armor and look for a look. Two spirit stones, how about thanking the old man?" Amu's reason was good, and at the same time, he flipped over his hand, two spirit stones.

"That's a good idea!" said the old man, smiling like a flower. Two pairs of mortal armor and two spirit stones, this is half a month's income for him.

Without saying a word, the old man directly handed the armor to Amu, which was originally something that no one wanted. Amu also smiled and gave the spirit stone to the old man.

At this time, there are not many people left. Some monks noticed that Amu and the three of them bought armor, but it was none of their business. Amu's reason also makes people have no doubts, after all, it is a common thing, and no one thinks much about it.

However, Amu took the armor, and the look in his eyes changed instantly.

"Let's go!" Amu said to Lishui and Mo without hatred, his face calm.

Lishui and Mo Wuxian didn't say anything, and the three of them rose against the wind and went straight to the west. After resisting the wind for hundreds of miles, Amu summoned a black cloud shuttle, and the three of them got on the shuttle, thousands of miles in an instant.

Thousands of miles away from Chimo City, it is a secluded mountain.

Amu's demonic sense spread, and he was sure that within a thousand miles, it was absolutely safe. Only then did the shuttle stop, and the three of them fell to the ground.

Retracting the shuttle, Mo Wuxian was already a little numb at this time. With such a flying magic weapon, it was the first time Mo Wuxian had sat on it. Although he was a true immortal, he felt a little seasick.

"Amu, is there a problem with the armor?" Lishui could already see that there was something strange in Amu's eyes.

"Well, Brother Lishui, look. As he spoke, Amu flipped it with one hand, and Fang Cai's two pairs of armor appeared.

Lishui took a pair of armor, and Mo Wuxian also took a pair. The weight of that armor is indeed extremely light, it seems to be less than half the weight of ordinary armor, but it is cold to the hand, and it resembles a thousand-year-old black iron.

The divine consciousness of the water swept over and probed deeply, and it was a mortal armor. However, for some reason, there seemed to be an inexplicable power in that armor.

Mo Wuxian also felt it, but neither of them knew what kind of power it was.

At the same time, as soon as he turned his hand from the water, the armor in his hand was reversed. Lishui's face couldn't help but change, because in the dark pattern behind the helmet, he found four ancient seals - the Murong Dynasty.

"This is the armor of the Great Murong Dynasty?" Lishui looked at Amu, a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

"That's right, this is definitely the armor of the Great Murong Dynasty of the Sea Wilderness!" Amu frowned slightly. Mo Wuxian didn't know why, just listened from the sidelines.

"Here, how can there be the armor of the soldiers of the Great Murong Dynasty?" asked Lishui with a frown.

"Don't forget, Murong Huang took away the hundreds of millions of souls of the Great Murong Dynasty back then, and even the three million Murong Iron Horsemen who were finally imprisoned by the power of the White Jade Immortal Hu died mysteriously three days later. Uncle Leng Yu didn't know Murong Huang's whereabouts. The Great Murong Dynasty, which was planned for thousands of miles back then, is now desolate, like the kingdom of the dead, what are a few pairs of armor?"

"Are you saying that Murong Huang moved the entire Great Murong Dynasty to the Shura Realm back then?" Lishui raised his eyebrows, because it was an unimaginable power.

"Seven Star Bitter Dew, Drunken Demon Luo, Murong Armor, these are all traces of Tai Desolation!" Ah Mu sneered, "It doesn't have to be a qiē, but if Murong Huang is really in the Shura Realm, then he will definitely not bring anything less." That's a dynasty that has been in business for 10,000 years, and Murong Huang is even more terrifying than Xiao Luo!"

"However, there was absolutely no one who passed through the ancient gate of Guò in the first place! How did he come to the Shura Realm?

"Yes!" Amu sighed, "However, there will never be a passage, if Murong Huang knows, why should Xiao Luo and them bother to open the door of the burial of the ancient in their hearts?"

Lishui nodded, Amu was reasonable.

"Murong Huang and Xiao Luo, they are definitely not one person, nor will they be twins. So what is the relationship between them? How did a mortal live for so many years and become what he is now? What does this armor represent?"

Amu looked cold, but there was no answer. (To be continued......)