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It was already asleep, except for the gentle breeze blowing, except for the occasional one or two inexplicable strange sounds coming from nowhere, and the deserted streets were silent.

This is also the consistent custom of the wasteland slums, the vast majority of the people living in the slums in the wasteland human area are ordinary people, their ancestors may have fled, or they may have taken refuge, or they came to the wasteland for various reasons, awakening the bloodline from generation to generation, and some have learned the ability to develop on the side of the scavenger alliance, and the rest are naturally the sinners in the mouth of these Holy Light Continents, and the slaves in the eyes of the wasteland scavengers.

When it's dark, you're at home, and you're wandering around, and maybe a fighter will come, and the magician will destroy you.

Killing people here is only based on mood irresponsibility......

"The wind is unpredictable, who do you think you are, an old thing that is still breathing, can you turn the sky up in this wasteland?"

On the empty street, through the faint moonlight, the vague silhouettes of several people can be faintly seen. and the black shadow lying on the ground.

The voice came from the dark shadows on the other side, revealing extreme contempt and ridicule.

"I won't talk nonsense with you, hand over the recording stone in your hand, I'll let you die happily, otherwise, you will not be able to survive, you can't die. ”

In the darkness, a familiar voice came again, probably the same person.

"Haha! Wouldn't it be nice to think that I had been crawling around in this wasteland for so many years, hiding my head and showing my tail, and now ending up in a vigorous death?" said the black shadow lying on the ground. The sound echoed through the streets for a long time.

"Is that the old beggar?" On the second floor of the inn on the side of the street in the distance, Yang Jinxi leaned against the window and saw the true face of this black shadow, which was the beggar on the street that afternoon.

When it was about to get dark, Yang Jinxi and the others came to the inn in this slum and stayed, thinking about what they were planning for tomorrow.

At night, Yang Jinxi felt that something was wrong, and he felt an invisible sound wave spreading in this street residential area.

This is a kind of spiritual secret art that allows people to go in and sleep without any sense of what is happening in the outside world.

Fortunately, after building his foundation, his spiritual power and other aspects have been greatly improved, otherwise he would really be in the way.

I'm afraid that the people who cast the spell didn't expect that this slum also has an existence whose spiritual power is infinitely close to that of an intermediate magician.

"Old man, when you die, you are still hard-mouthed, thinking about how high-spirited you were at the beginning, you can't live forever, and now you look like this, I'm afraid that your life will not be long. ”

Voices kept coming from the shadows, occasionally accompanied by a few echoed laughs, and it seemed that there was more than one person.

Yang Jinxi, who was on the second floor of the inn, listened to the window and analyzed secretly.

At this time, I can only bow my head and listen carefully, and I can't make the slightest sound.

Those who can use such a wide range of spiritual spells must at least be super magicians, and their perception is terrifying.

Besides, even if you want to see it, you can't see it clearly, and the old beggar happens to be directly below the inn room where Yang Jinxi is, and with a little moonlight, he can see the other party's appearance clearly.

Although the visual and auditory senses will be greatly enhanced after the foundation is built, do you think it is face-to-face when the master moves it? It is all 100 meters, thousands of meters away, and there are even strong people who are tens of thousands of miles away from each other.

Judging from the length of the slum streets, the people on the other side of the old man were at least a hundred meters away.

"I also want to thank you, if you hadn't killed Xu Zhentian, I'm afraid that my position as the city lord of Streamer City would not be at ease. ”

The Dark Seed laughed again.

Hearing this, the old man seemed to have known the identity of the other party for a long time, his face was calm, and he was lying there in his last years, as if he looked down on life and death, and his face was resolute.

However, Yang Jinxi's face changed when he heard it.

"Streamer City Lord, what is he doing in this wasteland?"

"No, it seems that he is coming for this beggar, the wind is unpredictable? The surname is Feng? I heard that the three major families in Streamer City have a family surnamed Feng, but the patriarch of the Feng family is called Feng Xingtian, could it be that it has something to do with this wind and unpredictable?"

Yang Jinxi pondered secretly and continued to listen to their conversation.

"Let me ask you, did you kill my wife and blame Xu Zhentian in the first place?"

The old beggar lay in the street, motionless, lying in the dark, as if he had only breath left.

"Don't you already know the answer? What if I didn't kill you, what if I killed you!"

"Why? My Xu family has always been dedicated to their duties in Streamer City, why are you doing this?"

As he spoke, the old man's face finally moved.

"Hey, Brother Feng, don't blame me, you and that Xu Zhentian were as dazzling as a comet at the beginning, if I don't use a little tricks, how can I, the city lord, feel at ease." ”

"For everyone's sake, let me kill you and end all this. ”

"Haha, I forgot to tell you, you have been in the wasteland for many years, and you don't return to Liuguang City, your son is very obedient to me now, and a few months ago he said that he wanted to recognize me as a godfather, you said it's not funny. ”

As the voice came out, it was accompanied by a burst of ridicule, and there were many people listening to the voice......

"That little brother upstairs is a good method, and he really deserves to be called purple blood. ”

Yang Jinxi, who was squatting under the windowsill and leaning against the wooden wall, leaned his ear against the wall, came up with such a sentence in his mind, and almost stood up in fright.

"Are you, unpredictable, the beggar downstairs?"

Taking a long breath, Yang Jinxi, who had calmed down a bit, also responded to the beggar on the street at the bottom of the building with the secret technique of sound transmission.

"I don't know how it was discovered" Yang Zhenxi was shocked in his heart, the glass fighter was really strong! Now that he was discovered, he had to take one step at a time, otherwise they would all have to explain here.

After receiving Yang Jianxi's message, although the old beggar was still lying motionless on the street, like a living dead, the horror in his heart was no less than Yang Jianxi's.

In fact, as early as when he was talking to the group of people, he found him in the window on the second floor next to him.

It's just that I didn't expect him to be able to transmit sound through the air? How old is he, just a glass fighter?

Obviously, it can't be, then there is only one reason, he has a secret treasure on his body, and he figured it out in an instant.

It's just that maybe even he didn't expect it, he thought wrong, after all, Yang Jinxi is a plug-in, how can he allow others to speculate wildly?

Cultivators who don't know how to transmit sound through the air. It's just that on the Holy Light Continent, either the super magician or above can exert spiritual power to achieve the purpose of teletransmission, or the spiritual power of the glaze-level fighter or above is also strong and can use telekinesis.

Yang Jinxi uses qi to transmit information and transmit it to other people's ears, so as to achieve the purpose of transmitting sound through the air.

Unless your mental power is much higher than others, the content of your voice transmission is easy for others to know, but Yang Jinxi will not.

Just kidding, with qi transmission, the entire Holy Light Continent, except for his disciples, do you want to come out and give it a try?

"Little brother, it's really a good means, I won't say much, that Xiao Long is a super peak magician, and his spiritual power is not much different from mine, I'm afraid she will know, I'll make a long story short"

"I'll give you a recording stone later, you have to keep it, if you have the opportunity to give it to Lei Ling of the Scavengers Alliance, Senior Lei, I believe he will be grateful." ”

"The Xu family seems to be looking for you, you should be careful. ”

didn't give Yang Jianxi a chance to reply, and the old beggar instilled Yang Jinxi in his head.

Then, before Yang Jianxi could react, he heard the sound of air exploding, and a stone about the size of a fist came in from outside the window and landed on the bed.

Yang Jinxi hadn't had time to see what it was.

I saw that the beggar lying on the ground was gone.

"Xiao Long, even if I die today, I will spare you half your life!"

There was an angry roar in the distance, and then I saw the unique atmosphere of various fighting skills dazzling the entire black sky.

There was a constant wail, and after a while, the sound gradually stopped, and the night slowly became quiet. The old beggar is nowhere to be found, and he does not know life or death.

Before Yang Jianxi could breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly, a huge aura swept towards here, and Yang Jianxi quickly got up and lay on the bed and closed his eyes.

But the consciousness is very clear to perceive the movement around him.

"That old immortal still has a back hand, fortunately I hid quickly, otherwise I would really be immortal and crippled. ”

A voice came into Yang Jinxi's ears, and listening to the voice, it was the person who had just talked to the old beggar, and it was downstairs. Not surprisingly, it should be Xiao Long in the old beggar buckle of the city lord of Streamer City.

"I didn't find the recording stone on his body, what should I do?" said another voice.

"Don't panic, the wind is unpredictable, and there will be no news about this matter for the time being. ”

"However, the Recording Stone is always a scourge. I'm afraid it's hard for the Scavengers Alliance to explain. ”

"Don't panic, let's go back to the Holy Light Continent first, this matter is not in a hurry, I have lost so many subordinates today, and I will definitely give the Feng family a little color when I go back." ”

"Why don't the city lord go back and destroy the Feng family, anyway, the wind is unpredictable and dead. ”

"Don't worry, although the Feng family has been allied with the Liu family, but now that the wind is unpredictable and dead, I will no longer have any worries, destroy his Feng family, and use me to take action personally?"

"The Xu family is a good knife!"

I don't know how long it took for Yang Jinxi, who felt that there was no movement downstairs, to carefully release his divine sense to sense the downstairs, and only after finding that it was safe did he take a long breath.

"It's too strong, just standing there and unconsciously emitting coercion can overwhelm me, this is the strength of a super magician." ”

"Pure mental stress,"

"This person is so scheming, if it weren't for the immortal Yin Yang Sutra that I cultivated to temper my will, I'm afraid he would have discovered it at this moment. ”

Yang Jianxi sat on the edge of the bed, panting for breath.

It took him a moment to regain his senses, and he turned to see what the old beggar had still come in.

The recording stone, which Yang Jinxi has also seen, is a unique ore that can record the sound of the time.

You can use the spell when the person using it casts it, but if you don't know the spell used by the person who is using it, you won't be able to hear the inside of the recording stone.

So usually the person who owns the recording stone will tell one or two good friends about his spell.