Nangong Fan swaggered out of the black mansion with a handwritten letter from a black feather robe.

Crossing Dragon City again, Nangong Fan only felt very depressed.

Where is this dragon city that used to be crowded and bustling?

The main road of the entire Dragon City, in the past, ten horses were more than enough, although even one or two watches on the avenue were crowded, but now it is the time when the sun is high in the sky, but the avenue is empty, only the majestic inner guards are roaming in the city with their chests up.

The door of the store was open, but there was no shouting one after another, and the shopkeeper and Xiao Er were all nested in the store and disappeared.

Nangong Fan shook his head and walked on the avenue, and the internal guards who were avoided by everyone did not dare to block his way, he didn't look at the shops on the side of the road, and ran straight out of the city.

The garrison outside the city has now moved forward two kilometers, guarding the only open gate of the Dragon City, and the crowd at the gate who wanted to enter the city has left after a night, and no one can count how many of them have ghosts.

There are garrisons outside the city here, even if there are ten times more people in the rivers and lakes, they may not be able to break into Dragon City.

When the manpower is still exhausted, not to mention the Dragon City army, which has a great reputation in the entire galaxy, the quality of the soldiers is not bad, and there are special methods to deal with the people in the rivers and lakes, which is a huge threshold that the heroes of all parties in the rivers and lakes have to cross if they want to enter the Dragon City.

Nangong Fan has a great reputation in the garrison, and the extremely strict review system is a void for him.

At least the first few levels, who would dare to stop this young man?

Nangong Fan finally approached the center of the barracks after being heavily guarded.

A huge tent unfolded in front of him, simple but majestic, with two guards standing in front of the hanging curtain with a completely different spirit from before.

The guard's gaze was like an eagle with an awe-inspiring murderous intent, staring at all the people who came and went, and the battle armor reflected a golden glow in the light of the sun, which was extremely dazzling.

The two guards rarely moved, naked in the sun, and there was no sweat dripping, like statues that never tired.

Nangong Fan was unhindered in front, but he was stopped by the guards here.

The two guards guarding the door did not squint, but just blocked Nangong Fan's advancing body with their hands, their eyes were like electricity, but there was no vigilance in the depths of their eyes, they obviously knew Nangong Fan, but Cheng Xueyi had always governed the army strictly, and the requirements for them were extremely high, and now they were duty-oriented, if there was no order from Cheng Xueyi, they would not dare to let this black family enter directly.

"Who's coming?" the voice came from behind the curtain of the tent, indifferent with vigilance and infinite murderous intent in it.

Nangong Fan had no doubt that as long as he hesitated a little, the person inside the door would shoot out directly, and then he would probably return to the West Heaven with one move. couldn't help but look serious, "General Black Feather of the Black Dragon Army asked me to bring Marshal Cheng an extremely important piece of information. ”

"Give the information to the guards, and you can get out. The voice inside the door suddenly became lazy.

This also made Nangong Fan breathe a sigh of relief, although he knew that he would not be fine, but the pressure on him from this person was still too much, "This ...... General Hei asked me to hand it over to Marshal Cheng himself. ”

"When did Black Feather Dress become so ignorant of the rules of the army?, can you see any cat or dog when you are a marshal?" The words fell, and a fierce murderous intent came from inside the door.

The weight of this killing machine can make Nangong Fan feel boundless pressure, as if the sky is a lot darker with this killing machine, it seems that if he insists on meeting the marshal, he will suffer a catastrophe.

Just when Nangong Fan felt that his breathing was getting tighter and tighter, and the murderous aura in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, a vicissitudes of life but firm voice suddenly came from the depths of the tent, which dissolved this murderous machine that seemed to be everywhere, and also eased Nangong Fan's solemn eyes and the cold sweat that couldn't help but leave behind him.

"Xiao Yu, let him in. The identity of the only contemporary concubine of the Hei family is still not a cat or a dog. ”

"That waste Kurosawa who has just been removed from the identity of the black family? If he is a waste, which of the people raised in the mansion is not a waste?" There was mockery in his tone, and the door curtain slowly opened with the voice, and a figure in white battle armor slowly emerged in it.

The person who came out was carrying a spear, and under the direct rays of the sun, the cold light on the tip of the spear bloomed, like a god of war traveling with the bright moon on his back.

His whole body exudes a cold, dead and silent aura, his pupils are as indifferent and ruthless as ten thousand years of cold ice, his body is as tall as a gun, his hands are casually behind his back, but he is tiger and tiger in his actions, Nangong Fan stared at his expressionless face, and slightly felt a little familiar, it seems that he has seen it somewhere?

Tilting his head slightly, his eyes rolled a few times, but he didn't remember.

Kurosawa was a little afraid of the iron-blooded Cheng Xueyi, and when he was a child, he naughtily pulled the old man's beard, but he was beaten badly, and he didn't dare to mess around in the army even if he got up later.

Kurosawa is not afraid of the sky and the earth in Dragon City, only three or two people are afraid, and the name of the old marshal Cheng Xueyi is definitely on the list.

"Come with me, little one. The cold man glanced at Nangong Fan expressionlessly, and then turned his head into the tent.

The two guards standing next to the gate did not have the slightest fluctuation in their eyes from beginning to end for the conversation in front of them, showing good combat qualities, and it was not until the cold man said his words that he put down the hand blocking Nangong Fan.

Nangong Fan waved at the cold man slightly, glanced at the two guards on the side, snorted proudly, and then followed the steps of the cold man into the marshal's tent.

There is a small cubicle on the right hand side of the door, and a small wooden bed fills the cubicle space, with water stains on the edges slightly concave.

Nangong Fan glanced at the cold man who led the way in slight surprise, but he didn't expect him to live like this on weekdays.

The cold man followed him past a round conference table, and a curtain in front of him obscured the view.

"Go in by yourself. The marshal was inside. The voice is still indifferent, but there is less murder and vigilance, but there is more indescribable feelings.

Nangong Fan didn't think much about it, opened the curtain and stepped into it, the space inside was much smaller than the outside, a long wooden table was placed in the middle, there was a chair in front and back of the wooden table, and a one-person high cabinet and a small bed exactly the same as the small bed outside were placed on the edge at the back, a long sword hung on the cabinet, and a long spear with a flickering light leaned next to the cabinet.

On the chair inside, a slightly old figure sat on it, the old man was tall, and even when he was sitting, he gave people a tiger-like feeling, exuding boundless majesty.

The old man stared at Nangong Fan directly, his eyes showing appreciation, "The little young master looks like your father." ”

"The old man's majesty has not diminished back then. Nangong Fan bowed and stood.

"Sit down. Cheng Xueyi raised his right hand slightly and made a gesture of invitation.

Nangong Fan took two steps forward and sat on the wooden chair, holding the autographed letter of the black feather dress and respectfully handing it to Cheng Xueyi.

Cheng Xueyi glanced at him a few times, pondered for a moment, and looked directly at Nangong Fan with a majestic face, "I don't really believe that your aunt's source of information is stronger than that of the garrison."

Even the entire black family does not use hidden forces to compare with the garrison in the area of information.

And your aunt can't use the hidden power of the Black Family.

In other words, your aunt's purpose is to transfer the garrison. It's the time when the secret realm is about to open, is there anyone who can't see the light to enter the city?"

"My aunt said that the old man was incomparably wise, and he could grasp the problem at a glance, and he really didn't lie to me. Nangong Fan smiled slightly.

"Your aunt has always been a very principled person. But there is no lack of wisdom, so that is to say, it is extremely beneficial to her, or to you, whom she loves very much.

Those who can't see the light will not be wealthy families, but only bandits and people in the devil's way.

Your aunt has always advocated the elimination of bandits, and since your aunt took office, the generation of evil bandits in Longcheng has basically been crippled.

And the people in the Demon Dao have a prominent reputation in most of the rivers and lakes, and they can swagger into the Dragon City more by relying on the Demon City. Unless there are evil people in the Demon Dao, Dragon City has never intervened in the dispute between good and evil.

Then it's a bandit that's very beneficial to you, or a bandit with a good reputation. How can bandits be good for you?

Not...... If you want to go to the Shushan Sword Sect to learn the arts, then that bandit should have a great momentum near the end of the city.

Do you say it's Linglong Mountain, or Mo Fengzhai?" Cheng Xueyi's eyes were shining, and he talked eloquently.

Nangong Fan exclaimed, sure enough, none of these old guys were simple, just a few words, combined with some news, and peeled off the cocoon, in one sentence.

"Forget it, I won't ask, you let those friends who came from afar act tonight. The light in Cheng Xueyi's eyes disappeared, and he looked at Nangong Fan, who was strange in his eyes, and sighed lightly, "It seems that your aunt has calculated my reaction, and the blue is better than the blue." Go tell those friends. Let's go down. ”

After Nangong Fan left the general's tent, the man in white battle armor sat on the wooden chair where Nangong Fan had left and still had residual warmth, his eyes were shining, "The little young master has broken through to Wuhou, and his foundation is firm, and his body is strong, which is completely different from the body of spiritual cultivation, but like the body of a body cultivator with great combat power, the power of the body should be the first to enter the Martial King." ”

"The little young master wants to leave Dragon City, go to Qingluan City through Panlong Mountain, and then go to the last city. Cheng Xueyi looked pensive, "The terrain of Panlong Mountain is complex, there are many bandits, and this Panlong Mountain is the most dangerous area on this road.

If you take a detour, you won't be able to reach the end city before the year, and you will miss the recruitment time of the Shushan Sword Sect.

If you don't take a detour, the strength of the little young master will go to Longshan for nine deaths. Black Feather wanted to use the hands of the garrison to sweep a safe path for the little young master. ”

"Isn't this exactly what the Dark Lord commanded?" the cold man's eyes were fiery, and he didn't know whether he was fiery at the mention of the Dark Lord, or fiery for the killing that was about to be launched.

"Well, I'm worried that I can't find an excuse to go to that place to suppress bandits. It is also difficult to send troops on weekdays, there are too many obstacles, and the news that the bandits want to mix with the secret realm is spread, and it is estimated that the group of officials and masters are more anxious than us.

In this crackdown on bandits, King Wu is the dividing line, and Emperor Wu and above do not stay, leaving a cat and a dog to have some fun for the little master. Cheng Xueyi's eyes flashed with boundless murderous intent, the person who can sit firmly in this position still makes the Hei family rely on him so much, he is not a good man and a woman, and the people who have died in his hands over the years do not know how many.

"It is said that there are more than 20 martial saints in Panlong Mountain, and they are all handed over to me to slaughter. The indifferent man also burst out with murderous intent.

The two gods of slaughter are about to show their ferocious side to the world.