The front yard of the Zhiling City Lord's Mansion is extremely empty. It is not like other people's courtyards, which are filled with flowers and grass. They are all paved with bluestones. Under the three walls, three rows of weapon racks almost as long as the walls were crowded with various weapons. In such a gloomy weather, they still shone with a cold light.
There were guards of the city lord's palace practicing in the courtyard, but the city lord Long Kui, who was standing on the stone steps in the front hall, seemed to be absent-minded. It wasn't until he saw Song Hua walking in from the main door that his attention was finally focused. The place.
"City Lord." Song Hua quickly came to Long Wei.
"How many have gone?" Long Wei asked.
"Ten." Song Hua said.
"Ten, that's a lot, it should be enough." Long Wei said.
"My subordinates think so too." Song Hua nodded.
The Dragon Team is said to be the strongest team under Long Kui, but in fact, most of these capable people and strangers are rebellious and do not listen to instructions. When Long Kuo wants to use them, he must also look at their mood. Fortunately, the Dragon Team has a large number of people, so someone will always give him face every time. But this time, as many as ten people gave him face. Long Wei knew that this was not because there were more people in a good mood, nor was it because his face suddenly became very big. It's because the target of this mission is a wanted criminal in the Xuanjun Empire. If he takes this credit, the Xuanjun Empire will definitely give him a reward. These strong men who have to hide their heads and tails here in Longquan for various reasons may be reborn. . This is very attractive to many of them.
"It's just a pity!" Long Wei suddenly sighed.
"What's a pity?" Song Hua was stunned.
Long Wei shook his head and didn't say anything. He was thinking of the person with whom he had an old relationship. He had been hesitating in his heart whether to be open to others. But now that the ten members of the Dragon Team were attacking together, he just wanted to be open to others. It's too late.
That's it... Long Kuan thought to himself. The things of youth are long gone. At that time, he had already decided not to be troubled by those friendships anymore, so why bother with them again today.
"City Lord..." Song Hua called softly from the side.
"Huh?" Long Wei came back to his senses.
"Our side..." Song Hua wanted to ask Long Kuo to give instructions.
"Report..." A person shouted and hurried in from outside the main door. When he saw Long Wei and Song Hua on the stone steps, they immediately left behind a string of figures, who had already rushed to the foot of the stone steps.
"What's going on?" Song Hua asked, looking at the spies who were rushing over.
"Ju Fang is dead," the visitor said.
"What?" Song Hua was startled and immediately turned to look at Long Wei. Long Wei was obviously quite surprised by this, and stared at the secret report that had been reported to him.
"What's going on?" Long Wei asked himself.
"He was the first to arrive at the place where Lu Ping and the others were eating noodles, but was defeated and killed," the spy said.
After hearing this, Song Hua suddenly felt a little enlightened. He turned to Long Wei and explained: "Ju Fang's residence is closer to that side. It seems that he acted without waiting for others."
"Do you still expect them to cooperate?" Long Wei said.
"But even if Ju Fang was alone and was killed so quickly..." This news and Song Hua's return were almost the same thing. Song Hua estimated the time and found it a bit incredible. Even if Ju Fang couldn't wait to go there immediately after receiving the news from him, the news of his death actually followed him back. This probably means that Ju Fang didn't spend much time creating the news of his death.
"How did he die?" Song Hua asked.
"Just one strike, Feiyinzhan." The secret agent said.
"Flying Sound Slash? Only one strike?" Song Hua was shocked.
"Yes, it's just one blow." The secret agent confirmed.
Song Hua looked at Long Wei and saw that Long Wei was also frowning.
Fei Yin Zhan? This shouldn't be Chu Min's special ability! And even if she had mastered this power, it would be a bit fantasy to be able to kill Ju Fang instantly with just one level 3 power.
"Who took action?" Song Hua seemed to see the doubts in Long Wei's heart, and then asked.
"It's Lu Ping," the secret agent said.
"Lu Ping..." Song Hua looked at Long Wei again, and Long Wei looked a little stunned.
The road is flat. According to the information collected previously, there is something unusual about Lu Ping. But using Feiyin Zhan to kill Ju Fang instantly with one strike was inconsistent with the information they had.
"Where did Lu Ping and the others go after that?" Long Wei then asked.
"It should be heading towards the north gate." the spy said.
If Zhiling City faces south, it is the Xiafeng Mountain Area. If it faces north, the land boundary is even larger. Three of the eleven districts of Xuanjun, including the capital Xuanjun City, can be reached from Zhiling City to the north.
"Call me Team 1, Team 2, Team 3, and Team 4, and come with me!" Long Wei suddenly ordered and walked out of the courtyard.
"Yes!" Song Hua looked stern after hearing the order. After waving his hand, he took the lead and followed behind Long Wei.
North gate of Zhiling City.
Pedestrians coming in and out looked at the city gate directly below with surprised eyes. There was a bench there, and a person was sitting upright on it, with his back to the outside of the city and his face to the city, his hands folded in front of him, leaning on a dark iron rod.
"Who is this?" Pedestrians whispered, but even the officials guarding the city gate did not ask. How could they dare to do anything? They just walked around one after another, trying not to disturb the people as much as possible. An unusual-looking person.
As a result, at this moment, a horse neighed and rushed towards the city from outside the city, accompanied by the crisp and rapid sound of hoofbeats.
Pedestrians screamed and ducked to the left and right, and the owner of the horse shouted to be careful, but was left far behind by the galloping crazy horse.
In the blink of an eye, the horse had rushed into the city gate, but the man sitting in the middle on the bench directly below did not even raise his eyelids, but the iron rod he was leaning on was suddenly thrown up by his hand and swung behind him.
Crazy Horse, who was running straight into his back, was hit by his stick. There was a muffled sound, and the horse's huge body, accompanied by a painful whine, flew out and hit the wall of the wall door.
boom……
People just felt that the entire city gate was shaking, and the dust on the top of the gate was falling. The horse had fallen against the wall, its hooves digging into the ground, but it couldn't stand up.
The man on the bench had already returned the iron rod to his hand, and his posture was back to the original, as if nothing had happened.
The passers-by who had been moving around him suddenly moved further around him. Those voices that were whispering about him at first suddenly disappeared. There was silence under the city gate. Everyone was walking in and out quickly like ghosts. Only the horse panted heavily at the base of the wall from time to time.
The owner of the horse finally reached the city gate and was stunned when he saw this scene. The guards guarding the city had already come over and asked him to take the horse away quickly. But when he walked towards his horse and took a look, he saw that a dent had been made on the right side of his neck. The horse's head was lying limply on the ground, with blood spraying from its mouth and nose.
The owner of the horse was heartbroken, but he didn't dare to ask or say more, but he couldn't take the horse away, so he just stood there at a loss.
The man on the bench stood up at this moment. When everyone thought he was going to confront the horse owner who bumped into him, he didn't even look back, looking straight ahead - the horse that had just arrived Five passers-by in front of the city gate.
He raised his hand and pointed the iron rod at one of the five people.
"Chu Min." He called, then pointed to the next person, "Lu Ping."
Then, the third person pointed, but thought for a while.
"Lin Mo!" he shouted.
