Chapter 118: Cut the night! Cut the night!
The cold rain continues at Wulie Bridge.

From a distance, Lu Ran saw a tall woman wearing a yellow raincoat.

In this gloomy picture, she seems to be the only bright color in the world.

She stood on the stone fence of the bridge, looking into the distance at the Wulie River rushing southward.

In her right hand, which hung naturally, she held a thin and long Zanye sword.

The cold rain poured on the blade that was shining with a cold light, and then flowed down to the ground along the tip of the blade.

"Good guy." Lu Ran couldn't help but grin.

This is a bit too imposing.

He quickened his pace and called from afar, "Sister?"

Deng Yuxiang stood motionless, staring at the river in a daze, as if she didn't hear Lu Ran's voice.

Lu Ran walked quickly forward to her feet, leaned his elbows on the bridge railing, tilted his head and looked up at the face under the woman's hood:

"sister?"

The only response he got was the sound of the rushing river.

Lu Ran curled his lips and looked at the cold yet beautiful face of the woman under the hood:
"Don't talk, are you pretending to be an expert?"

"Huh?" Deng Yuxiang finally came to her senses and looked down.

"Are you in a bad mood?" Lu Ran asked, leaning against the stone fence.

"Heh." Seeing that it was Lu Ran, Deng Yuxiang's expressionless face finally revealed a smile.

She shook her wrist slightly and patted Lu Ran's head gently with the cold blade: "Here it comes."

Lu Ran: “.”

I'm not coming!

How did you become a follower of the North Wind?

You can't hear my approaching footsteps, and you can't hear me calling you?

If your God knew about this, he would definitely expel you from the sect!
"What's with that expression on your face?" Deng Yuxiang shook her wrist slightly and tapped Lu Ran's head with the blade of the knife.

Lu Ran pushed the knife away with one hand: "What are you thinking about? Why are you so absorbed in it?"

Deng Yuxiang raised her eyes again and looked into the distance: "Think about what my hometown will experience tonight."

"Ah?" Lu Ran's heart tightened, "What do you mean?"

In Lu Ran's mind, Deng Yuxiang has an extremely tall image and his fighting power is off the charts!

When faced with danger, her character should be to face challenges head-on.

However, at this moment, she was actually a little melancholy?
Deng Yuxiang sighed: "For this fifteenth, another big shot has come to Yuxiang City."

Lu Ran frowned and asked, "Is he similar to the big shot who fought against Haijing Yin Huadan last month?"

Deng Yuxiang hummed softly.

Her nasal voice was very light, but it was deafening to Lu Ran's ears.

In this world, there are many believers who can tell fortunes and make predictions, such as believers of fortune sticks, believers of sorcerers, and so on.

Since Deng Yuxiang said so, the people of Yuxiang City should have deduced something.

"Then... will the Divine and Civilization Bureau still let me join the team?" Lu Ran asked.

He was not afraid of fighting, but was surprised by the decision made by the Divine and Civil Affairs Bureau.

Deng Yuxiang said softly: “Your talent is obvious to all.

After the last Mid-Autumn Festival, we reported your performance.

The bureau has also given us orders to patrol this night and be ready to throw you into the nearest shelter at any time, depending on the specific situation.

But before the situation gets out of control, you have to use your talents and work with us to save more lives of our comrades."

After saying this, Deng Yuxiang lowered her head again and looked down at Lu Ran: "Are you afraid?"

Lu Ran turned around silently and looked into the distance at the Wulie River flowing into the mist and rain.

Deng Yuxiang reminded: "You are not a moon-watcher, you can go home now.

This is also a special instruction from the bureau, and everything is up to you."

Lu Ran said, "I didn't say I was scared."

Deng Yuxiang raised her eyebrows slightly: "Hmm?"

Lu Ran said casually: "Aren't you here?"

Deng Yuxiang looked at Lu Ran quietly, and after a while, a smile appeared on her face again.

In this cold autumn rain, her smile seems particularly warm.

There is nothing wrong with what Lu Ran said, but Deng Yuxiang herself has a different opinion.

If any other Xijing believer joins the patrol, he will naturally be the one who is heavily protected by the Moon Watchers.

However, the reason why Lu Ran was specially approved to join the team was because, to some extent, he could protect this patrol team!

This may sound unbelievable, but it is the truth.

On the fifteenth day of last month, a group of moon-gazers were helpless against the vicious and cunning Yin Huadan.

It was not until Deng Yuxiang invited Lu Ran that he accurately identified the Yin Huadan under the watchful eyes of everyone.

This is Lu Ran’s terrifying value!
So when Lu Ran said "You are here, right?", Deng Yuxiang had two interpretations of it.

First, Lu Ran trusted her and believed that she could protect him.

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Precisely because she is in this team and may encounter accidents at any time, Lu Ran insists on staying in the team.

Deng Yuxiang did not think that she was being too sentimental.

You know, on the fifteenth of last month, when she went to him for help.
Lu Ran didn't even ask about the specific situation, he just replied with "OK".

"So, next month, the school won't let us guard the city anymore?" Lu Ran's tone sounded relaxed.

He waited for a moment, but there was no response from the woman.

"Sister?" Lu Ran looked up and happened to see Deng Yuxiang looking at him quietly.

Lu Ran was a little worried: "I say, you are not in this condition!

He is always in a daze, standing there like a scarecrow.

How can you patrol like this?"

"Boom~"

The cold blade gently touched Lu Ran's head.

Lu Ran covered the back of his head with one hand and almost laughed out of anger: "The conversation was stuck, but it was quite smooth when you hit me?"

Deng Yuxiang looked unhappy: "You said I look like a straw demon?"

Lu Ran: “.”

Hey, woman.

If you say anything else, you can't hear it at all.

You say she's not pretty? Humph, then you have a sharp ear!
Deng Yuxiang still responded to the question: "It is not certain that a special event will happen, it is just possible." Lu Ran was more open-minded: "Don't comfort yourself, those truly powerful believers, nine out of ten are spirits."

"Hmm," Deng Yuxiang groaned for a moment and nodded, "Special events in Daxia are indeed becoming more common."

Lu Ran also nodded.

During this month, he also saw some news on the Internet.

On the fifteenth of last month, special events such as "ghosts walking at night" and "the devil coming to the world" occurred in many places in Daxia.

However, there are only a few cities like Yuxiang City that have been plagued by special events twice in a row.

People always say that the world is becoming more and more dangerous and the living environment is becoming worse and worse.

When special events are no longer special, but gradually become normalized, this is the best reflection.

Deng Yuxiang suddenly asked, "How is your practice going?"

Lu Ran: "Xijing, fourth stage, I was promoted this morning."

Deng Yuxiang: "It seems to be going smoothly."

"What about you?" Lu Ran asked back.

Deng Yuxiang shook her head: "It's stuck."

As she spoke, she slowly raised her Zanye sword, letting the rain wash the blade: "She and I are both stuck."

Lu Ran encouraged him at the right time: "Maybe you can break through tonight, it's always possible."

Deng Yuxiang suddenly thought of something: "On the fifteenth of last month, after I killed Yin Huadan, the reaction of the Night-Slaying Blade was particularly intense."

"Oh?" Lu Ran also became excited, "Is it going to work?"

Deng Yuxiang licked her cold lips and said softly, “At that time, my mind was in a mess and I didn’t pay much attention to it.

Now that I think about it, it seems like I missed an opportunity.”

Hearing this, Lu Ran secretly thought it was a pity.

This kind of thing is indeed something you can only encounter by chance.

In order to gather the spirit of the weapon, the master and the weapon must work together.

Especially at the critical moment when the sword spirit is taking shape, the guidance of the sword master is a crucial factor.

After the battle with Yin Huadan, Deng Yuxiang, who had achieved his revenge, was indeed extremely emotional.

Lu Ran still remembered that she kissed the hood of his raincoat and then hurriedly escorted him home.

"Yin Huadan, right?" Lu Ran said, "Okay, I'll find you another one tonight!"

Deng Yuxiang was a little annoyed at first, but when she heard this, she couldn't help but glance at Lu Ran with a mixture of anger and amusement.

Lu Ran looked expectant: "It would be best if both of you advance!
I heard that when your Beifeng sect was in Jiangjing, you were able to summon an extremely huge sword.

Can a single cut of the sword split a residential building in half?"

"Yes." Deng Yuxiang nodded slightly, with a hint of longing in her eyes.

She has been stuck in the fifth stage of River Realm for too long!
Lu Ran at that moment could not understand that strong desire to advance.

Although Lu Ran didn't understand, he could read her expression.

Seeing that Deng Yuxiang was no longer upset and staring at Zhan Ye Dao with more and more fiery eyes, Lu Ran also smiled: "What do you mean, Damengke, sister?
Tonight I will find a Yin Hua Dan for you and Zhan Ye to sacrifice your swords to, so that you two can get back the feeling of that night!
How is it? Do you have confidence? "

Deng Yuxiang murmured: "I have tried to recall the feeling of that night, but..."

"Buzz!"

Deng Yuxiang was stunned, and felt the big Zanyaya sword in his hand suddenly vibrate.

Water was splashing everywhere, and the cold raindrops that fell on the blade were all splashed away by the shock.

Deng Yuxiang's beautiful eyes were already blazing, and now they were even brighter.

She slowly raised the sword, her face becoming more and more delighted.

"Om!!"

The big night sword trembled violently again, almost causing Deng Yuxiang to drop it.

In the misty sky, layers of fog continued to surge towards the Wulie Bridge.

For a moment, Lu Ran was completely shrouded in fog.

Even the figure of the woman who was so close to him was vague.

"Om!!"

Vision reborn!

The speed at which the mist is supplied is already slower than the speed at which the blade absorbs it.

The environment around Lu Ran became clearer and clearer.

He suppressed his excitement, did not dare to disturb them, and quietly retreated.

The scene in sight is truly breathtaking.

The water of the Wulie River under the bridge is still rushing, like an exciting and surging soundtrack.

The woman in the yellow raincoat stood high on the bridge railing, holding up a large sword and pointing at the gray sky.

The fog that surged wildly in the sky began to spin inexplicably.

It was like a series of "fog tornadoes" falling densely from the sky, covering the tiny human race.

Each fog tornado seems like a passage connecting to the sky.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 5 minutes, 10 minutes.

At the Wulie Bridge, many people were already standing there looking at the moon.

People were all attracted by the strange phenomenon in the sky, and they all witnessed with their own eyes that a magical weapon was born in this old town!
"Ah"

Deng Yuxiang suddenly sighed, and an extremely bright light burst out from her eyes.

The Zhan Ye sword vibrated hummingly, and the speed at which it absorbed energy suddenly increased!

"Boom!!!"

The energy is surging and the air is surging.

A huge shadow spread out from the Zhan Ye sword and then disappeared without a trace.

Although it was only a brief moment, Lu Ran saw it clearly. Well, her appearance.

The spirit of the Night-Slaying Blade is actually 90% similar to its owner Deng Yuxiang?
She also has a graceful and beautiful figure.

However, her eyes are sharper than those of the Big Nightmare, and her temperament is three times more ferocious!

There was total silence between heaven and earth, save for the sound of falling rain and rushing river.

The people who were looking at the moon exchanged glances with joy on their faces, but they did not dare to speak loudly for fear of disturbing Deng Yuxiang.

After a long while, Deng Yuxiang broke the silence:
"Little Lu Ran."

"what?"

Deng Yuxiang's eyes were unusually gentle as she looked at the cold Zhan Ye broadsword, feeling the terrifying energy surging within it:
"Come here, she wants to see you."

(End of this chapter)