Beautiful lanterns rotated in front of them, shining with colorful lights.
Tumi's eyes suddenly lit up. Watching the lantern vendor passing by, she tugged on Fu Yunge's sleeve beside her.
"Perhaps that can attract the attention of seniors?" Fu Yunge touched his chin, hesitant.
"I, I just want you to take a look and think it's beautiful..." Tumi couldn't get up, and kept touching her fingers.
Fu Yunge had no choice but to find his senior, and he was also worried. If the senior meets Yu Zichai, I don't know if there will be any danger.
Seeing Fu Yunge's expression of silence, Tumi had no choice but to accompany him to find a solution.
"Wait a little longer. If senior still doesn't come, we'll go find him." Suddenly, Fu Yunge finally made a decision.
"Well, okay!"
Looking at the noise of the nearby lights, Tumi simply squatted on the ground, hugged his knees, and quietly distracted.
Although they were only so close, there seemed to be an invisible barrier between the two of them and the world in front of them. The excitement outside seems to have nothing to do with them.
Some distance away from them, at the other end of the busy city, Lang Chenyan hesitated among the crowd very slowly, with the sharpness of a knife hidden in his stagnant eyes.
He checked the area here, and although he had not yet found Yu Zichai's whereabouts, he heard important news.
According to residents in this area, they seemed to have seen a ragged one-armed beggar this noon. He looked very embarrassed with blood stains on his body.
This clue is almost completely consistent with Yu Zichai.
No matter the appearance or the time, they all point to Yu Zichai. But unfortunately, none of them could tell the beggar's last movements. They probably only knew that he was in this area.
Lang Chenyan could easily tell that he must have been hiding to recuperate. After resting for an afternoon, he might have recovered a lot.
The crowd rubbed against him as he passed by. Lang Chenyan was not very tall, so he felt very uncomfortable being rubbed back and forth by the crowd.
He didn't like such lively occasions to begin with. It is not convenient to do anything in a place like this. It seems that even if he is found here, it would be better to drive him outside the city first.
And while Lang Chenyan was pondering, on the other side of the street, a cunning figure was enveloped in the tide of people, sneakily staggering towards the direction of Lanyun Pavilion.
Interlacing figures come and go, and it's easy to get dazzled among them. But Lang Chenyan stood there, calm and calm, his five senses as delicate as a wolf quietly spread out, penetrating the gaps in the human wall.
Suddenly, just a few seconds after he carefully sensed it, a vague aura suddenly made him tense up!
It's poisonous blood...and Yu Zichai's aura!
Lang Chenyan looked around with wild hunting eyes, Xue Mo's habits were clearly revealed. Through the hot and mixed smell of the crowd, he closed his eyes and quickly located the source of the smell!
Yu Zichai was walking cunningly among the crowd, and soon the aura left him. How could Lang Chenyan let go of such an opportunity? He immediately pushed his way to the other side and followed Yu Zichai's whereabouts.
It was as lively as ever, and people in the downtown area had no idea that a life-and-death struggle was taking place.
After walking through the sea of lights and alleys, Lang Chenyan's body was already covered with beads of sweat. But he didn't bother to wipe it, his eyes were locked in front of him, and he and Yu Zichai kept a close distance.
Yu Zichai was naturally aware of his own danger. Considering that his skills were not yet complete, he did not want to go head-on.
Going back and forth, the two of them crossed from one end of the busy city to the other.
Fu Yunge and the two people who were waiting at the agreed place had no news about Lang Chenyan, so they had no choice but to set off to look for him.
There are noisy crowds of people, and Lanyun Pavilion is always like this at night. The bright light of the bonfire reflected the Sanfang Mountains not far away, and the waves near the shore were sparkling, but the color of the lights made the starry sky pale.
Although the second watch is not yet close, people who come to enjoy the fireworks are already arriving in droves. Lanyun Pavilion is undoubtedly the best sightseeing spot. Even the open space outside Lanyun Pavilion is already crowded with expectant tourists.
If it weren't for Jiuche Xiaoying's incident, it is no exaggeration to say that there would be even more people in Lanyun Pavilion. Fortunately, here because it is close to Zhaofeng Mingyi, there has not been the raging of Jiuche Xiaoying, so people can feel more at ease when they come here to play.
Even so, Jiuche Xiaoying and Black Rain Swordsman have become the talk of the people.
Although various gossips spread frequently and rumors are flying all over the sky, people are not pursuing their authenticity. As long as there is fresh news, they can quickly put it together in their mouths and spread it to other people who have never heard of it.
There was noisy everywhere, but in contrast, there was an uncoordinated silence at the top of Lanyun Pavilion.
The stars can be picked up high and hang on the top of the tower. The night breeze is quite cool, which is completely different from the atmosphere downstairs.
It seems that the bustle below has nothing to do with it. The people sitting quietly in front of the window, their pupils reflecting the lights of the busy city in the distance, seem a little lonely.
There was no other sound in his ears. The hustle and bustle downstairs seemed very far away, as if separated by a sky-like barrier, like a folk song beyond the peaks.
There are few twinkling stars in the night sky, making it look vast and distant. Beyond that mountain, there is a farther and higher mountain on the opposite side.
