The eldest grandson Xueying breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that she was under Luo Yun's command.
She has also heard of this Luo Yun.
Diyang Shijia is also cunning, and Ye Lingyue deserves to be unlucky to join the Luoma City Master League where Luo Yun is.
The more outstanding Ye Lingyue is, the easier it is for Luo Yun to target her.
It's just that Ye Lingyue herself didn't know about it.
Na Luoyun is notoriously small-bellied, and he has occupied the control of the Master League in Luoma City for hundreds of years.
In the past several hundred years, apart from him, there has never been a Tiannian Master in Luoma City.
And every year, Luo Yun would issue a recruitment order in the name of the division alliance.
The recruiters ranged from elementary to advanced, and few of them really grew up. Many people, especially those who were originally identified as talented, would die suddenly or go crazy after a while.
There have always been rumors within the Master League that Luo Yun is practicing some kind of shady inheritance, using other people's spiritual thoughts to improve his own cultivation.
Of course, this is just a rumor, and no one knows the specifics.
After all, those psychic masters who joined the Master League have all disappeared.
Within the Master League, no one will really pursue Luo Yun's actions.
The corner of Changsun Xueying's mouth burst into a smile, and she was waiting for the good news from Luoma City.
Ye Lingyue successfully joined the Master League, and the people of the Master League gave her a token.
"From now on, you will be a member of the Luoma City Division. The leader of the local division is Master Luo Yunluo. Tomorrow, you will see him."
After getting the token from the Master League, Ye Lingyue went back to the inn.
Bobo, Mingri, Yelingguang and others have been waiting for a long time.
Especially Ye Lingguang, as soon as he saw Ye Lingyue, he couldn't wait to ask.
"Sister, have you found Qin Xiaochuan?"
"I haven't seen him yet. He should be locked up by Luo Yun. I have to find a way to meet Luo Yun before I have the chance to meet fourth brother."
Ye Lingyue also used her spiritual sense to investigate in the division alliance, and found that there are a lot of restrictions inside the division alliance, and it is difficult to explore with divine sense.
Qin Xiaochuan's breath was also concealed.
She has just joined the Master League now, not to mention gaining trust, she has never even met Luo Yun, so she must win trust first.
After hearing this, Ye Lingguang stepped back dejectedly.
"In addition, we have inquired and confirmed that Ari and Dixin have not been to Luoma City."
Mingri and Bobo also inquired, but no one else showed up except a few of them.
That mysterious wooden door did not know where it led everyone.
"Anyway, we're going to live in the city for a while, we'll wait."
Ye Lingyue also felt that things were a little weird.
It's okay if one person didn't show up, but everyone didn't show up, especially since so many Hailan mermaids were missing, it's a bit weird.
It's a pity that the wooden door disappeared after they passed through it.
Several people can only stay temporarily in Luoma City.
And when Ye Lingyue and others were waiting for Daojun Bingxin, Ye Lingri and others, where were they
Time moves forward a few days.
At that time, Ye Lingyue, Daojun Bingxin, Ye Lingri and others had to separate because they had to pass through the small wooden gate.
When Tianji Ganoderma lucidum glowed red, Taoist Bingxin who was supposed to pass through the wooden door suddenly turned back and pushed the unsuspecting Ye Lingyue into the wooden door.
Before Ye Lingyue could react, the wooden door closed.
In front of the wooden door, only Daojun Bing Xin was left.
He opened the wooden door again and walked in.
The moment the wooden door closed behind him, the wooden door disappeared.
The scenery in front of him suddenly changed.
There was ruins in front of me.
There were countless cries, including men and women, old people and children.
There was fire everywhere, and behind him, there was a din.
There was the roar of beasts, and the sound of a lot of footsteps, the light of knives, and the breath of blood, which continued to spread.
Daojun Bingxin's eyes shrank slightly, and a look of astonishment flashed across his face that rarely showed waves.
With all this in front of him, he quickly raised his head, and the sky was a red blood moon, which was shocking.
Red moon... offering sacrifices to the forest.
This is the place where he was born, a small village called Jilin on the border of Kunlun Tianmai.
Here, the villagers used to make a living by grazing, and the villagers lived and worked in peace and contentment.
Little Bingxin was born here.
How did he come back.
The Jilin Village, which disappeared for thousands of years and should have been wiped out in the torrent of history, is now alive before our eyes.
Once, he also had family, parents, and neighbors.
Memories flashed through my mind like lightning.
That year, he was six years old.
On the other side of Kunlun's Tianmai, a red moon appeared for the first time.
The Red Moon Plague, like a plague, began to spread.
As the first village illuminated by the red moon, Jilin Village soon experienced a change.
First, some herdsmen went mad, attacked people, and were slaughtered by the villagers.
Furthermore, some villagers behaved abnormally, on a certain fifteenth night.
Many villagers suddenly went mad. They set fire to the village and started raping and looting.
The village chief organized the villagers to flee Jilin Village with their families.
At that time, Xiao Bingxin's family was in the village.
"Run, run to the entrance of the village, to the temple outside! Her Royal Highness will protect us."
A hunched elder, at the entrance of the village, was braving thick black smoke to organize the villagers to leave one by one.
"Bing Xin, hurry up and take your grandma with you."
The elder saw a child. He stuffed a water bag and a few pieces of dry food on his body into the arms of a very cute little boy.
"Grandpa, I want to go with you."
Little Bing Xin, who is only six years old, has a very beautiful face.
At this time, my face was covered with sweat and dust.
He held on to the elder's hand.
"Bing Xin, you have to be good. Grandpa is the head of the village. You must protect everyone. Your grandma has bad legs and feet. You have to help her to the Queen's Palace. The Queen's power will definitely protect us."
Bing Xin's grandfather was the head of Jilin Village.
As a village on the skyline of Kunlun, like Wanqian Village, Jilin Village also believes in the Queen of Kunlun.
The old village head believed that as long as he hid in the Queen's Temple, he could avoid this disaster.
Xiao Bingxin's face was full of reluctance.
But under the urging of the old village head, he could only help his grandma to leave.
Behind him, Jilin Village was getting further and further away.
The crimson moon was in the sky, and after walking for an hour, they arrived at the Queen's Temple.
About two or three hundred villagers hid in the Queen's Temple together.
"Grandma, grandpa, I don't know if something will happen. I want to go back to the village and have a look."
Xiao Bingxin looked outside, the red moon seemed to have dyed the night red.
Xiao Bingxin was very worried.
"Good boy, your grandpa will be fine. We won't be able to help you when we go back. It's better to pray here. Sincerity will help you. Your Highness will definitely hear our prayers and bless Jilin Village through this disaster. "
Grandma stroked Xiao Bingxin's head.
Together with a group of villagers, she knelt down in front of the Queen's statue in the Queen's Temple and began to pray.
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