"The Luoshen Clan is still guarding Loulan?" Gongsun Shilan couldn't figure out the connection between the two.

"This matter is a long story." Luo Yeci turned around, "If the master Gongsun is okay, let's find another place."

Gongsun Shilan nodded and left with Luo Yeci. Before leaving, she glanced at Luo Feiyu.

Luo Feiyu was still sitting at the wine table, his eyes were as sharp as a torch. Except for him, the rest of the people were already tilted.

"What I have practiced in the world is not only experience and swordsmanship, but also alcohol tolerance. So, my fellow villagers, why are you?" Luo Feiyu shook his wine glass and raised his lips, "Isn't it falling down?"

With a thud, they all came to the desk.

But there was one person still holding on.

"Oh? It seems that you have ignored your existence, Luo Wen." Luo Feiyu looked up at the child. The person who came to the Duanqing River to meet them at dungeon today. "It is worthy of being a man who drank with me when he was a child. He can indeed get rid of the other tribesmen's alcohol."

"That's natural, can you still drink it?" Luo Wen's mouth was a little vague even though he hadn't fallen yet.

Luo Feiyu smiled and said, "Yes, but I have to ask a few questions first. How about you answer and I'll give you a cup?"

Luo Wen nodded, "You ask!"

Luo Feiyu asked, "What does the meaning of the river used in front of Luoshen Village to isolate the outer world? If I remember correctly, as long as there is no messenger coming to pick you up, no one can find a mirage. Isn't it a waste of extra river?"

Luo Wen was drunk and shook his head, "This river name is about breaking love, breaking love, don't you understand?"

Luo Feiyu narrowed his eyes and said, "Discontinue love?"

"The patriarch wants to break up, it's naturally his old love." Luo Wen fell on the table after saying this.

Luo Feiyu put down his wine glass and stood up.

"You have asked what you want?" Ren Shaohua walked out from behind the wall.

Luo Feiyu sighed: "The first three thousand questions are drunk, hence the name Luo Wen. After being drunk, he speaks the truth and answers questions. My childhood playmate has not changed at all."

"Actually, I guessed that He Ming's love is cut off to the outside world, and what we want to cut off is naturally only love other than mirages." Ren Shaohua said in a deep voice: "Who will it be the person whom the leader of the Luo clan is?"

"Luo Wen didn't say anything, but I have a guess." Luo Feiyu became solemn.

Ren Shaohua frowned, "Don't ask Dong?"

"It's not only your romantic young master's intuition, but when they met today, my Xihe Fuxue also told me that the emotions of both sides were very abnormal." Luo Feiyu said in a deep voice, "Based on my understanding of them, I even think they shouldn't have such emotional fluctuations."

Ren Shaohua looked around and coughed quickly: "What kind of romantic young man? Speak quietly to me."

Luo Feiyu smiled, "You came to me, probably not to confirm this.

Ren Shaohua narrowed his eyes: "That's right."

Luo Feiyu said solemnly: "It seems that you have met someone who surprised you?"

Ren Shaohua nodded: "Former Dragon Roar Sword Sect, Long Yuexi."

Luo Feiyu's eyes turned cold and he almost blurted out: "It's him really?

Ren Shaohua was stunned, "How?"

"I'm sure he's dead."

——

Twenty-one years ago, it was rumored that there were treasures buried in the West Inn, including the terrible power of the hunting immortals swept across the Central Plains martial arts world. Therefore, many sects of the martial arts worlds in the name of "clearing evil spirits".

As the only country in Western Australia, Loulan naturally took on the responsibility of maintaining peace.

But the resistance that never ended in death was futile in the face of greed and desire. Loulan, an ancient country that had been standing in the West for hundreds of years, finally came to perish.

What is terrifying is that after the destruction of this ancient country, it did not become a ruin.

The guests from Zhongyuan dig three feet of sand like crazy, but in addition to the yellow sand, they were also yellow sand.

It begins with wind and sand and returns to wind and sand.

This seems to be the ending of Loulan.

It has a little dreamy, a little mystery, and a punishment for ambitions from this world.

"You must have heard of this story in Central Plains." Luo Yeci said as he walked.

Gongsun Shilan nodded: "This is the unified caliber of the people in the martial arts world who returned from Xizhou in vain. After so many years of transmission, it has long become a cliché."

Luo Yeci sighed: "Stories are just stories after all. But behind an anecdote, there may be a thrilling truth, right?"

Gongsun Shilian was stunned: "The... truth of this matter?"

Luo Yeci suddenly said, "It's here."

Gongsun Shilian stopped and found an inconspicuous house ahead. As soon as Luo Yeci pushed the door open, a woman's voice came from, "Class leader."

The woman was wearing a veil and was stunned when she saw Gongsun Shilan behind Luo Yeci, "Who is this person?"

"She is the owner of the contemporary sword weapon building, which is credible." Luo Yeci said in a deep voice.

The woman nodded and stopped asking, but raised her hand.

A drop of dew fell from her fingers and scattered into ripples, which spread into mirrors.

What appears to be another place reflected in the mirror, with only clouds and mists.

"Loulan is here." Luo Yeci said in a deep voice.

Gongsun Shilan said in confusion: "Where is this?"

"Lingxing Immortal."

The last Sword Artillery Tower owner had a good relationship with Mo Jinshu, so Gongsun Shilan certainly knew some secrets. This Lingxing Immortal Tomb is the real residence of immortals. But why was Loulan here?

Luo Yeci saw her doubts: "All this starts with the curse on us. Our Luo God clan is actually a mirror reflection of God in the world. They cannot feel the years, and the years cannot feel us. Only in this way can we maintain this unreasonable balance. The price is that we must live in a mirage and have no chance of world troubles. It was not until the sword ancestor and the immortal hunter killed the immortal that this fate was temporarily liberated."

Gongsun Shilian was stunned: "Why did you say it briefly?"

"Because later, I brought the entire Loulan here, and I led the tribe members." Luo Yeci sighed, "I stepped into the mirage again."

Gongsun Shilan suddenly felt a little cold on her back.

Because this truth was beyond her expectations.

"Loulan has not died. Not only can the people in the Central Plains not find them, but the years have also forgotten them. But now they cannot think or move, and can only wait until our Luoshen tribe opens the shackles themselves." Luo Yeci looked at her, "And Luo Feiyu and Ling Jianqiu are our Luoshen tribe who made a covenant with the Loulan royal family and sent them out to worship the sword ancestor as their disciples. It is to tell him the truth one day and reduce his conscience."

"It's just that his heart has long been dead at the moment his wife died."
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