East Tianwang City, Zhongcheng District.
On the first floor of the sky, Mr. Xu’s team out on the street today is really spectacular!
There were really only a few people in the beginning.
But after the news spread, outsiders learned that Xu Shao was out on the street. The first few people were walking, and a long queue followed them.
Some serve tea, some pour water, some carry wine, and some hold a large fruit plate...
Obviously these are not the people on the first floor of the sky, but they are still arrogant and respectful, trying to make Mr. Xu like themselves so that they can get a position on the first floor of the sky.
But today's "Xu Shao" is not yesterday's Xu Shao after all.
Not only could I not enjoy such a scene that attracted so much attention, but I also felt uncomfortable.
Xu Xiaoji was so scared!
He didn't expect that Demon King Xu would spontaneously form such a long queue after just going out on the street!
What a terrifying influence is this?
But under Xin Gugu's instructions, he couldn't chase people away directly, so he could only agree with a stiff smile, while mentally looking forward to when the big devil would come back so that he could end his torturous journey out of the streets.
The imperial guards from the city lord's palace came several times.
But after driving away several groups of people, they found that this approach was ineffective. They could only separate the small centaurs at the end to maintain the order of Xu Shao's parade on the street and strictly control the number of people in the rear to prevent traffic from being affected.
"You've been suspended!" After swimming all the way from Zhongcheng District and coming out of Tianluo Field, Mu Zixi was a little disappointed. She looked at Xu Xiaoji and said, "Why are you suspended? I still want to see Mr. Xu go to the ring and compete again." Killing everyone!"
"..."
Xu Xiaoji trembled when he heard this.
How could he be so good as to be able to be protected by black and white impermanence like Mu Zixi and Xin Gugu who are the real demon kings?
Along the way, except for the cold stare and the humble apology after the glare, Xu Xiaoji rarely spoke in a strict sense.
——He is so weak that he can't speak. He can only be the taciturn Xu Shao who cherishes his words like gold!
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Mu Zixi could only retreat back out of boredom.
She hung at the back of the team, joking with the people behind them carrying drinks and fruit plates, thinking that Xu Xiaoji was really boring, not as interesting as her senior brother at all, like a real wooden lump.
Holding a large peeled orange and stuffing it into his mouth, Mu Zixi walked around as if there was no one around, but his mind was not entirely focused on the flattery of the people in the queue, but felt a little strange.
It's obviously a calm day today and the sun is shining brightly.
Why do you still have a sinister feeling that someone is peeping from behind?
"Xin Xiaoku," Mu Zixi jumped to Xin Gugu's side and said via voice message: "I suspect that someone wants to kill me."
Xin Gugu: "..."
He was speechless.
It was no less than five times today that he heard Mu Zixi's words like this.
When he heard it for the first time, Xin Gugu was still very alert. There were spiritual thoughts patrolling back and forth between the rear team and the surrounding people, wanting to see where the assassin was.
But along the way, not only did he not notice any danger, but even when such information was revealed to Mo Mo, Mo Mo shook his head and denied it, saying that he didn't sense anything abnormal.
If Xu Xiaoshou were here, he might as well ask for advice. After all, this guy's sixth sense is more accurate than that of women.
But today’s “Master Xu”…
Xin Gugu glanced at Xu Xiaoji, who was walking a little stiffly, shook his head secretly, and said to Xu Xiaoshou, please come back soon, and you said this guy can act?
If there weren't so many people following him, and anyone on the throne came up to chat with him, this guy would have knelt down!
"Is it your illusion?" Xin Gugu replied to Mu Zixi, seemingly unconcerned and slightly bored, but in fact he did not dare to relax his attention.
Maybe there really is an assassin in the secret, only watching the ignorant "Mr. Xu" or Mu Zixi the whole time?
In the absence of Xu Xiaoshou, Xin Gugu, who shoulders the important responsibility of guarding, would never dare to let anyone in the team get into trouble.
Especially Mu Zixi!
"Maybe..." Mu Zixi chewed an orange, jumped up and down, and then bounced away.
To be honest, after five consecutive misperceptions, she began to wonder if she had been with her senior brother for too long. Once he left, was this a sign of lack of security?
The team was still marching aimlessly.
If Xu Xiaoshou himself was here, there should be many goals today.
Such as the Alchemist Association's badge test, the Spiritual Array Master Association's troubles...
But when Xu Xiaoji came to lead the team, the group had only one tacit idea: just help the real Mr. Xu provide an alibi, and as for causing trouble...
Haha, Xu Xiaoji is lucky enough to be able to walk without sprained feet.
…
The top of a tall building that no one is paying attention to.
The north wind blew, blowing on the man in robe standing independently on the top of the tall building.
This man was dressed in dark blue, and his whole body was hidden in a large sleeved robe. He had a ferocious Hell King mask on his face. Under the mask, the direction he was looking at was clearly the direction of Xu Shao's team.
"Is this the owner of the 'God and Demon Eye'?"
The sound of wind on the top of the tall building slightly distracted the masked man's muttering to himself.
This half-day attention, coupled with the information collected in the past, made the masked man actually a little afraid, hesitating whether to take action now.
It can be seen that the real core of this team is not this little girl with the "God and Demon Eyes" at all.
This silly Baitian who is optimistic and bouncing all the way has only innate cultivation. Even if he controls the "God and Demon Eyes", he will not be able to make any waves in the hands of a strong person who has perfected the Throne Realm.
The only thing that made Mask's heart palpitate was another young man who was very young like him.
"Thank you for your hard work..."
The masked man caressed the long sword at his waist, pushing his left thumb back and forth on the guard of the long sword. The long sword was unsheathed and returned to the sheath over and over again, making a soft clicking sound on the top of the tall building.
He is weighing and thinking.
"You can clearly sense that the realm of the throne is not perfect. He cannot be a person who has mastered the secrets. How come this guy can bring me such a dangerous feeling?"
"Special ability person?"
"But, I can't tell how special it is..."
The masked man took off his gloves and scratched his head. He seemed to have thought of the rules again, so he put the gloves on obediently and touched the handle of the sword again.
He suddenly felt cruel.
"Dry!"
But at this moment, the communication bead on his body rang.
"Dididididud~"
The masked man was startled, squatted down on the tall building, and took out the communication bead: "Hey, Mr. Huang Quan? Did you miss me..."
"Return to the team." The other person only responded with two words of indifference.
The masked man paused for a moment, looked at the group of people below who were gradually walking back towards the first floor in the sky, and said, "I've been staring at you for so long. It's very hard. If I just return to the team like this..."
"Return to the team."
"Oh, good."
The communication bead lost its sound, and the masked man didn't even know whether the other party could hear his last humble response.
But I was a little curious, why did Lord Huangquan have to return to the team so soon after we agreed to do it together today?
Could it be that others have already completed their mission.
Myself, have you delayed it for too long?
Crouching down and turning around, the masked man looked at the barbecue grill on one side that was covered by his robe, and hesitated for a while, "It didn't take long, right?"
But it’s hard to disobey your destiny.
He could only lift up his mask, revealing a young face, eat all the meat skewers on the shelf, put away the barbecue grill, and jump from the top of dozens of floors.
"Inexplicable..."
While slandering, after a few tossing and turning, the masked man stepped into the darkness of the royal city and set foot in the dark area of this bright land.
Deep in the damp alley, a rattlesnake swooped out, bit the squeaking rat, and swallowed it three times.
The masked man stopped, took off his mask, squatted down again, and watched the rattlesnake eat.
The silence lasted for a long time.
After a long pause, the masked man turned around and looked up at the sunlight leaking from the eaves beside the road, dazed.
"When can I have an honest meal, my Lord Huang Quan..."
The masked man held his face, and his strange red pupils were rotating, sometimes enlarging, sometimes shrinking, but inadvertently revealing traces of confusion that were incompatible with these charming eyes.
"Ta, ta, ta."
Behind him, a clear and rhythmic knocking sound suddenly came.
What followed was the sound of imperceptible footsteps.
The masked man's pupils moved, and he immediately put on the Yama mask in his hand.
Stand up and look back.
The person who came was a blind man on crutches. He was so young that he lost his sight.
What's serious is that his face is gray, and you can tell at a glance that this man's eyes are not blind from birth.
"There is a dead end ahead," the masked man pointed to the back with a kind tone. "This road is blocked. Looking at you... do you need help?"
He looked like a normal young and strong man. He was compassionate and willing to help the poor people who were blind.
The blind man stopped and pierced the ground with the crutch in his hand. He opened his mouth and said with some difficulty: "Blind man, he can't live in the alley."
The masked man was startled, "So?"
"Cross an alley and kill one person." The blind man raised his crutch.
Now the masked man was surprised.
When he puts down his mask and takes off his robe, he has helped too many poor people in this world.
So at first, I never thought that this Qi Sea, which only had a few strands of spiritual energy, and was probably a blind spiritual refiner who had practiced for a few days, could pose a threat to me.
But, listening to this, the other party is coming to kill people?
"Who are you going to kill? Kill me? I'm a good person..." the masked man said. He even took off his mask. There was sincerity in his charming scarlet eyes, "What a good person!"
"Boundary realm," the blind man said.
"What?"
The masked man raised his eyebrows. Has the person opposite him not spoken for a long time? This precious word is like gold... making it difficult for outsiders to understand what he means!
The blind man said: "If you are a good person, then you should not make a sound when you die, so as not to scare others."
Only then did the masked man truly confirm the other party's intention.
He lowered his head in silence and looked at the rattlesnake on the street that had just swallowed a mouse and was overwhelmed by the invisible aura of the place.
"I don't like being a mouse, I'm a snake," he said.
"Realm." The masked man remained the same.
"Why are you like this? I don't want to kill you. I can see that you are more pitiful than me!"
"But I want to kill you."
"Why!" The masked man stared at the other person in a daze. His eyes fell on the other person's crutches, and he felt vaguely familiar.
Moreover, it seems that this person and this face have been seen before somewhere?
"There are too many evils in this world, which have inexplicably happened to too many innocent people. You have already enjoyed the dividends of the power that caused the evil, so why are you so greedy and targeting people you shouldn't be targeting? "
The blind man seemed a little excited. He gripped the crutch hard and continued: "Be it snakes or rats, they are products of darkness and are born the source of evil. Why should snakes and rats eat them? Find a secluded place and linger. , isn’t it bad?”
The masked man finally became cautious. He remembered the crutch and this person, and asked: "Saint slave?"
"Holy slave, I shed tears." The blind man raised his crutch.
The moment the famous sword-drawing staff was drawn out, the rattlesnake nesting in the corner broke upon hearing the sound and split into two.
"The fate of the snake." Tears said sternly.
"madman!"
The masked man had no idea what mistake he had made. If the other person was so excited, he immediately stood up and wanted to leave this ghost place.
Lord Huang Quan has told you not to provoke the saint slaves now, so try not to provoke them.
However, just before he could move, the unsheathed magic wand flew a little higher, and the wall deep in the alley shattered with a bang.
"Well..." At the same time, the masked man covered his throat, and blood spilled from his fingers.
He couldn't believe it. This man pierced his throat with a sword?
"Sword Sect?"
But how can the Sword Sect be so powerful?
Even after the sword penetrated the throat, the special kendo power that stayed at the wound was something the masked man had never seen before.
That wisp of silver sword intent seemed like sword energy, but not like sword energy...
"You are not a sword sect!"
The masked man was horrified, "Ancient sword cultivator, the throne of swordsmanship?!"
"Realm." Lei Shuangxing said calmly.
"Have I provoked you? Are you going to come all the way to kill me?" The masked man panicked. In the same realm, ancient sword cultivators are the strongest. This is indisputable.
Even if he is in the throne realm, even if he has these "scarlet eyes"...
However, the opposite side is the pure Tears family, the Saint Slave, the contemporary sword wielder of the famous Sword Drawing Staff, and even more so the rare Swordsmanship Throne!
Although he didn't know why the information he got was wrong, he mistakenly thought that the other party was staying in the Sword Sect realm.
But right now, it's not the time to think so much.
"Snake and rat eat each other, aren't you going to snake and rat eat each other now?" The masked man said incessantly, very eagerly, "The 'Saint Slave' is no better than the 'King of Hell'. In the corner, begging for mercy, hiding from the light!"
"Boundary realm."
"madman!"
The masked man pulled out again, and this time his eyes exploded with blood. His whole body was shrouded in scarlet color, turned into mist, and disappeared.
Escaping from the alley, he cut through the space and plunged into it.
However, inside the black hole, there should have been a world of space fragments. After the masked man entered through the space crack, what he could see was still the streets of East Heavenly King City!
The flow of people coming and going is still there, the uncles and aunties are shopping with their vegetable baskets, and the shouts of the vendors are so clear...
"Bang!"
The masked man was stunned. He stumbled and bumped into a passing middle-aged uncle.
The uncle looked back and saw that he was a blind man with a gray complexion. After being hit, he pulled out a magic wand with his backhand and sent it into the masked man's chest.
"puff……"
Blood spurted out, and the masked man felt that the scene in front of him was blurred. He was still staying in the alley, and the tearful Saint Slave who should have been in the distance was now facing him.
The uncle is fake, but the magic stick is real!
This famous sword was really put into his chest, with a trace of unfamiliar... sword intention, sword energy?
The masked man trembled, combining the latest information about the Holy Slave's Head in his mind, and suddenly smoothed it over.
"Jian Nian?" He lowered his head with difficulty.
"Um."
"Illusion swordsmanship?" The masked man thought of the scene he saw after entering the space flow.
"Um."
"But, even though I used Blood Escape, I don't want to fight you. I've already escaped in advance!" The masked man was unwilling to accept it.
"Perhaps this is the illusion caused by the magic sword technique in you, and..." Lei Shuangxing paused for a moment, then reached out to touch his eyes, "Don't forget that your eyes are originally called tears."
"I'm not willing to give in. I haven't taken action yet!" The masked man struggled violently.
It hurts so much!
This man's sword entered his chest, and there was also a blow from the sword thought. It hurt so much!
The key is that this blow with the sword thought almost sealed all the spiritual energy in his body, and he couldn't resist no matter how hard he struggled.
"I'm such a good person..." The masked man shed tears of blood. He hadn't even started to use any of his abilities, but the other party seemed to know him well.
All of his abilities were targeted and completely restrained.
A person with a perfect Throne Realm should not face a swordsman Throne in such a way that he is defeated like a mountain and defeated. He is knocked down without even making a single move.
This is ridiculous!
I don't even dare to write this in the script. This must be a dream. There is still a trace of extravagant desire in the mask's heart.
"Maybe you are a good person, but unfortunately..."
Tears sighed and pulled out the magic wand. The sword thought remained in the opponent's body, making the masked man realize that all of this was real and not an illusion.
"You shouldn't have targeted her."
As he spoke with tears in his eyes, he easily cut off the man's head with a sword and sent it into the space ring. His eyes were closed tightly, and the glimmer of light leaking from the eaves fell in front of his eyes.
But in front of him, there was still darkness.
The magic wand that was not stained by blood was put back into its sheath, and he stood under the dim light with a pair of tears, responding to the gloomy embrace of the entire vast dark world with his own loneliness.
He paused in silence for a long time, with his back turned to the headless corpse that fell to the ground, his brows furrowed, as if he was explaining, but also muttering to himself.
"My sister, she is pitiful enough."
