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The young man shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "It's up to you, it's a dead person anyway, it doesn't matter if you know your identity or not." Speaking of this, he glanced at the old horse again, but as if he had thought of something, he suddenly said with interest: "But...... I'm a little curious, what kind of person, what kind of identity shadow, can make you have such a tight teeth, and would rather die than reveal your secret?"

In the dim candlelight, the old horse grinned, and the young man looked at him with a smile.

Two very different smiling faces looked at each other strangely.

There was the sound of the wind outside, and the cold was blowing, and the night was getting thicker.

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At the foot of the tea mountain, the terrible wind was mixed with countless shouts one after another, most of which came from the dark mountain forest, which was mixed with all kinds of swords and swords, fierce pursuit, and the battle was once fierce to the extreme. But because it was too dark, it was impossible to see what was going on inside the forest from outside the forest, and even the figures flickering between the trees could not be seen really.

It's just that for a certain moment, the sound in this mountain forest suddenly quieted down, and all the noise was like a cliff, suddenly disappearing, and it seemed extremely abrupt.

The night was deep, like ink, and like the mouth of a vicious monster, full of malice.

Gradually, footsteps sounded in the woods, breaking the sudden silence, and strange voices echoed lowly, as if they were communicating with each other, some angry, some anxious.

After a while, the figure flickered, and someone walked out of the forest, it was a man with a black shadow and a mask, and behind him, a number of black-clothed people with the same clothes as him walked out one after another, many of them were still holding snow-bright blades in their hands, and the edges of some blades could still see the red blood.

There was an air of tension and murder in the air, along with a faint smell of blood.

"What about people?"

"I don't know, all of a sudden it's gone. ”

"Hell yes!"

"Search again!"

"This forest has been carefully searched. ”

"Did you flee to the mountains again?"

"No way, the people who were guarding outside just now didn't see the shadow at all. ”

It looked like the leading few men in black were standing together, talking to each other quickly and fiercely, looking at different opinions, and even arguing in the middle.

After arguing like this for a while, the men in black finally split into two groups, half of them continued their search here, and the other half went down the mountain to the village.

There were about ten black-clothed men left at the foot of the mountain, and they quickly dispersed, a few of them searched the forest, a few of them guarded the path up the mountain, and some of them returned to the thatched hut again and began to rummage through the cabinets.

There was a commotion in the night, and it could be seen that those men in black were quite angry, perhaps because they were surrounded by heavy surrounders, and such an accident happened to something that they were determined to achieve, which made them look a little more tyrannical.

It didn't take long for an exclamation to suddenly come from the thatched hut, as if someone had found something important, and there was a bit of surprise in the voice. There was a commotion among the black-clothed men outside the hut, and several followed, including those who were searching in the forest.

At this time, someone had already lit a torch in the thatched hut, and under the firelight, the people inside and outside the house could see it clearly, but under the bed in the thatched hut, they found a flap and a secret passage.

This discovery made many people in black very happy, and while they were talking, someone had already carefully taken a torch and began to explore the secret passage!

At the same time, in the depths of the forest that had fallen quiet outside, in a dark corner, a figure suddenly stood up.

There was a strange aura in the darkness, cold and a bit of murderous aura, in this corner, the darkness was omnipresent, but it seemed to be extraordinarily thick on the figure, like unbreakable ice.

This figure took a step out, and the face slowly revealed, it was Lu Chen. As his figure swayed, he could vaguely see that on the ground behind him, there seemed to be another figure lying on the ground, but it was lying on the ground motionless.

But the most bizarre thing is that at this moment, Lu Chen's body has changed into a change of clothes, which has become the black clothes worn by those people in black, and what is even more strange is that the strange black flame is burning in his pupils.

He raised his hands slightly, there was a black scarf in his palm, and then, like those men in black, covered his face, and instantly covered all traces from his appearance, as if he had been one of those men in black from the beginning, for some reason, even that temperament was so similar.

He glanced at the grass hut outside the woods, frowned slightly, and stood quietly in the silence of the woods, and after a moment, glanced thoughtfully in the direction of the village below.

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"That shadow is a person who has suffered an accident and has been seriously injured and has gone to waste, almost no different from ordinary mortals. A calm voice echoed through the tavern, and several men in black stood in the doorway, listening to the young man's words. He sounded calm when he spoke, and there was no angry expression on his face, but for some reason, these men in black looked a little scared, and their bodies trembled slightly,

"A dozen or twenty of you, all monks with Taoism, surrounded a mortal who had no Taoism, and actually came back to tell me that he had run away?"

The young boy smiled, as if amused by what he said, and said lightly, "This doesn't seem right." ”

The middle of the black-clothed man standing by the door, after hesitating for a while, finally said boldly: "Childe, that guy is an extraordinary person, we have a few brothers who fought with him, and that man is very fierce and aggressive, not to be underestimated." ”

The young man sitting at the wine table frowned, it seemed that he didn't seem to have too many doubts about the words of the man in black, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and he said to himself: "What's going on? Could it be that those fools in the True Immortal Alliance are actually fake news?"

All the people in black didn't dare to speak, and then a clever gaze suddenly swept over the fat old horse who was lying on the ground next to him, who was already very miserable, and said: "Childe, it's better to torture this fat man again, he must know the news of the shadow." ”

The old horse's head tilted a little, and suddenly spit bloody spit on the other side of the door, and scolded: "Fuck you! If you can't catch someone, you will be angry with Lao Tzu, and if you have a kind, you will catch that guy!"