Chapter 2002: Desolate Town

As Su Zimo thought, the stars tonight are very bright.

Mu Yunxuan found a very tall tree and sat on the trunk with Su Zimo in his arms.

The two leaned on each other, and under the soft moonlight, there was a tenderness and sweetness.

"Yunxuan, you said that the woman today came from Mopan Mountain, which means that the witch god has always been aware of our whereabouts."

Mu Yunxuan gently stroked her hair that was blown to her cheek by the wind.

"Mo'er, the sky crow that the witch is most proud of has been destroyed by you. Now in her hands, no matter how powerful it is, it is no more than the red crow. In this special era, the power of the wizards here is not enough to maintain peace here. Along the way, we can actually see that many people are unwilling to choose the path of wizards, but the emergence of witchcraft has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for more than a hundred years. If you want to remove this evil power, the most direct way to maintain it is to stick to kindness and justice. Maybe once the witch god dies, the people here will return to their ordinary lives as quickly as possible."

Su Zimo looked at him, slightly With a smile, "Yunxuan, wizards have special backgrounds and special forbidden techniques. Geng Yingrou has been able to rule the three continents for so long. She must be an extraordinary person."

Mu Yunxuan gently stroked her soft hair, "Mo'er, extraordinary people will always have extraordinary lives."

"Yes! The love barrier is sad. She slaughtered the world and stained her blood, but in the end she got a lonely life." Su Zimo sighed faintly. Only when you lose can you know how to cherish, and only when you get it can you truly own it. Geng Yingrou's purely vengeful behavior made people feel angry for no reason.

The next day, a piece of news that swept the three continents spread.

Since the incident in Lingyang City, Mu Yunxuan's legend of being a powerful figure has spread among the three continents.

His calmness, kindness, arrogance, and ruthlessness have become the topic of gossip for people in the three continents after dinner.

After a day of rest, Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan continued their journey. By mid-July, the two were about to leave the Canghai Continent and enter the border of the Haoyue Peak.

During this period, Mu Yunxuan encountered some assassinations, big and small, but for Mu Yunxuan, they were all harmless trifles.

On July 15th, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the dull thunder rolled in the dense clouds, shaking the earth.

Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan quickly landed in a small town, and the cold wind blew, which was a bit chilly.

The two looked around. The town was very desolate, the houses were dilapidated, and there seemed to be a smell of rotting corpses in the heavy rain.

The people around were standing listlessly under the eaves to avoid the rain. Su Zimo looked at those people under the eaves, one by one, listless, with fear and helplessness on their faces.

"Yunxuan, these people look strange, as if they are all desperate."

Mu Yunxuan glanced around, "Mo'er, something may have happened here."

Watching the rain getting heavier, Mu Yunxuan frowned involuntarily, "Mo'er, the rain is too heavy, let's go back to the space ring!"

Su Zimo was about to agree, and the shaky door behind her was suddenly opened.

Su Zimo quickly looked back and saw a thin old woman looking at them with a pair of turbid eyes.

"Aren't you from Qingyin Town?" The old man looked at Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan in surprise.

"Old woman, we came here to hide from the rain."