Chapter 107: Facing a murderer, no matter how powerful you are, it’s hard to use it

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Chang Siguo packed up all the light trophies, finally stood in front of Wu Jun, who was almost dismembered, bowed and saluted, stepped forward and took off Wu Jun's waistband, took out the blood-stained note from his arms, and Some items were stored separately in the left arm. A rare expression of anger like a knife appeared on Leng's face. Yun Gong shouted loudly.

"Our border military cultivators, who shed their blood for the sake of the country and the people, and exposed the criminal evidence of the traitors who colluded with the Beirong cultivators, ended up with such a tragic end. I was killed in the Nanping palace. I was killed in Beifeng Mansion City. I, the Nanping city guard cultivator, died." This is the hatred of our frontier troops and the sorrow of Nanping."

"This hatred, this hatred, the world and the earth share the same sorrow"

"On that day, Chang will take the dog's head from the neck of the old thief Yan to pay homage to the heroic souls of our border army brothers. If you violate this oath, you will shoot like this."

Chang Siguo broke off a bamboo arrow, threw it to the ground, and cursed, "It's so sad, so hateful, so ridiculous." He then shouted, "Brother Wu, move slowly. Brother Wu has killed eight city guards. You’re seeing me off.”

The roar, tragic and heroic, echoed through most of the streets in the bustling city.

Outside the main hall of the Beifeng branch, no mysterious Qi practitioners were seen. Yan Hong, who had only been informed by Hall Master Shu, turned back with the city lord to discuss, when he suddenly heard the arrogance of a big black man coming from a street away. He was so angry that he clenched his fists tightly and almost broke his teeth.

City Lord Ren stretched out his hand to hold Yan Hong down, his face remained as usual and he shook his head slightly.

No matter how much the big black man humiliates Bei Maple City, as the city leader, Ren Anzhou is ready to spit on his face and ignore it. He will treat it as if he was bitten by a mad dog. It is just a matter of tempering later. He will do his best within the rules. arrange.

Anyway, the monk didn't say anything explicit about not being allowed to grind to death.

Yan Hong swallowed his anger and stepped down the steps. "Crack", all the green bricks under his feet shattered.

However, at Yuancui Pavilion, someone among the cultivators who were watching finally spoke up and shouted, "Brother Chang, you can go alone. This certain cultivator is a cultivator from the border army in Donggu City. He is also a border army. He just gave up his position. We must also help the dead Brother Wu collect his body and escort him to Sihuang City."

A strong man stepped out of the darkness.

Then a few more people jumped out and shouted, "I'm the only one, damn, it's so damn annoying."

"It's a big deal and I quit."

Chang Siguo turned around, bowed his hands and said, "Please, everyone."

Several people hurriedly returned the gift, saying "I can't" and "I should".

Chang Siguo held the bow in his hand and strode towards the exit of the garden. The young master and many guards who were gathered around the entrance of the garden to watch the excitement and the crowd hurriedly stepped aside, lacking the courage to even look at the big black man.

Facing a vicious person that even General Yan dares to scold, who are they?

There were more than ten cultivators following the big black cultivator, standing at a distance and not daring to come near.

Chang Si Guo Yi Ran showed no fear. He was dressed in a tattered robe and stained with blood. Not long after, he walked into the Fu Feng Inn.

He took two hundred taels of silver notes and put them on the counter, and said, "In the guest house of No. 5, three meals a day are provided. Don't neglect them. Someone will pick them up and leave after a while."

The shopkeeper was well-informed and had received the message a long time ago. He bowed with a look of fear on his face, looking at the expressionless black-faced man with a strong smell of blood on his body, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I will obey your wishes, and I will never dare to neglect you." You can rest assured that the military men in the guest house are safe."

Watching the black-faced man striding towards the guest room at the back, the shopkeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. His whole body felt weak. If the waiter beside him hadn't quickly held him up, he would have fallen to the ground.

It's too scary. Facing such lawless and vicious people, no matter how powerful you are, you can't use them.

Opening the wooden door of the living room, Chang Siguo saw five soldiers holding bows, arrows and sabers, guarding both sides of the door leading to the backyard. As if facing a formidable enemy, when they saw him coming back, the soldiers put away their weapons and watched silently, not going up. In front of him, he took out the command arrow he took from Wu Jun, walked in, closed the door with his backhand and said

"Tomorrow's trip is cancelled. You can rest in the guest house with peace of mind. Food and beverages will be provided. I said hello to the inn. Within three or two days, our brothers from Sihuang City will pick you up on your return journey."

What happened here, he believed that someone would soon release a carrier pigeon to deliver the message to Sihuang City.

I once heard Yi Shangyan say that spies and informants are secretly deployed in each city and Sihuang City in order to keep abreast of major situations in various places. There are also merchants and cultivators who are inextricably related to Sihuang City. Will not sit idly by.

It is estimated that Sihuang City will respond at the latest tomorrow morning.

The five of them lowered their hands and listened to the order given by Chang Siguo. One of the corps officers clasped his fists and said "yes".

Seeing the black-faced body-refining master put away his command arrow and walking towards the backyard with an expressionless expression, the captain hesitated and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Chang, Captain Wu, what's wrong with him?" His eyes scanned the indifferent Mr. Chang without leaving a trace.

The fighting in Changqing Garden was vaguely heard here.

The unique warning fireworks of Sihuang City exploded twice in the night sky. The five people naturally guessed that something happened to the two gentlemen who were invited away, or something serious happened. Mr. Chang came back alone, covered in blood and dust, and his clothes It was dilapidated, and there were not many arrows left in the arrow pot behind it, which also confirmed their suspicions.

Chang Siguo paused, still expressionless, and said briefly, "He is dead, and I have avenged him."

The five people were startled and looked at each other for a moment, then bowed at the same time, raised their hands above their heads, and were silent.

Chang Siguo sighed silently in his heart, bowed his hand in return, and continued walking forward.

In his current state of dignity, he restrained all his emotions such as joy, anger, sadness, and longing, not wanting anyone to pry into his true thoughts.

There is still a fierce battle waiting for him tonight. Xu Yunlou only agreed to help him suppress the Crystal Bone Realm masters in the city and prevent the big shots from dealing with him. Instead of meddling in other affairs, he still needs to rely on his own ability to escape. .

He killed more than a dozen cultivators in Bei Maple City in one go, and slapped the city lord who was guarding the city guard, the general, and the officials. He definitely couldn't stay in the city any longer and had to leave the city immediately. He couldn't give people more time to calmly arrange the means to deal with him.

Even if the city lord and General Yan don't take action personally, the manpower and material resources they can use are so huge that he can't even imagine.

He stayed in the city and waited for rescue from Sihuang City. He only considered giving up for three seconds.

Where can he hide under the noses of all the generals?

There are so many masters in the city, and if two cultivators at the top of the Strengthening Realm come here, if Old Man Yan, who has to watch his battle, points out his weaknesses, can he still cope with it?

Therefore, his vitality is in the wild, and the crisis will also break out in the wild.

He had to break through.

Entering the backyard, he found Wu Mo holding a short knife, huddled in the shadow of the rockery, looking around with skeletal eyes.

Chang Siguo waved to the little guy. When Wu Mo climbed out in surprise and ran forward, he took out a stack of banknotes and said, "Wu Mo, I'm in trouble now. You can't follow me. I'll give you two choices." , one is to follow the brothers in the front yard and wait for the response from Sihuang City; the other is to take the banknote and go on your own without messing with them."

He couldn't guarantee whether the city guards and soldiers in the city would anger the border soldiers.

Wu Mo should have heard what he said to the soldiers in the front yard. It was up to Wu Mo to decide what to do.

He is now a Ni Bodhisattva who cannot save himself when crossing the river. If he escapes with Wu Mo, he is simply seeking death.

Wu Mo was stunned, then reached out to take the banknote, raised his head, his eyes were bright, and whispered, "Brother Hei, I will go to Sihuang City to find you."

The little guy decisively chose to take the banknote without asking any more questions about the reason.

Chang Siguo pulled up the corners of his mouth, showing a stiff smile, and raised his hand to rub his little head.

The little guy still refused to give up and wanted to hang out with him, and he would not get involved with the soldiers. If he wanted to act alone, he could only follow the little guy's wishes, as long as he could survive.

When Wu Mo saw Chang Si walking quickly past the room, he hurriedly lowered his head and swiped the banknote in his hand.

There are ten banknotes in this stack. The smallest denomination is fifty taels and the larger one is five hundred taels.

The little guy was so surprised that he covered his mouth, glanced warily in the direction of the courtyard door, hurriedly stuffed the banknotes into his arms, and shouted, "Brother Hei, be careful on the road."

Chang Siguo waved back, pushed the door open and entered the room. Immediately his eyes narrowed and his whole body tensed up. The bronze bow he had placed on the shelf next to the cabinet was gone.

Someone entered his room and stole the bronze bow. ,,,

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