Zhang Qing set off again, this time he refused Qiu Yue's companionship, and the path of martial arts should be walked by himself.

And, of course, there was a Thorn Face who needed to be supervised walking with him.

For Tu Le, Zhang Qing didn't have a good face, and the two basically exchanged only three sentences a day.

Even in his heart, Zhang Qing had already made up his mind, sooner or later, when the opportunity came early, he would let Tu Le be cannon fodder.

Tu Le silently followed behind Zhang Qing, he lowered his head and never seemed to dare to raise it, but even if he lowered his head, he couldn't hide the terrifying lines that covered his entire face.

The inexplicable pattern of cyan covers the face, not only does not have a trace of beauty, but it makes people feel terrifying.

If someone who is proficient in ancient characters is here, they may be able to recognize that these cyan lines constitute two characters - "sin" on the left and "demon" on the right.

The former is sin, the latter is redemption, but most people can't wait for the day of redemption.

The two of them walked on foot, and one of them was a rare sight to see, so they enjoyed countless curious glances along the way.

In particular, the Thorn-Faced Ones have not yet disappeared from the memory of the older generation, so every step of the way is torment.

Whenever someone explains what a thorn-faced person is, there is always a spit, not even rotten eggs or something.

For Turre, this is another torment, and perhaps he has regretted that he has chosen the path of salvation.

Zhang Qing just watched all this coldly, he would not abuse the slightest sympathy, which in his opinion was completely self-inflicted, and it was also part of salvation.

"From the moment the face is pierced, salvation has begun, and the spitting of the world is only part of it. ”

Watching all this from the sidelines could not make Zhang Qing go further, but it made him see the world more clearly.

The journey was smooth, and for the two Martial Venerables, there were actually very few troubles that the two of them could not solve.

Generally, Wu Zong is the overlord of a land, and Wu Zun can completely take charge of it alone and suppress the vast territory.

So the journey of the two is very fast, but the corresponding world is also very big, so it is far from the end.

A city appeared in front of him, Zhang Qing raised his head, he had not been in contact with human civilization for more than ten days, so the state of the two of them was not perfect now.

"Just rest here?" Zhang Qing finally decided, in fact, the two of them would not choose to enter the city every time, after all, the vast wilderness was the paradise of the warriors.

There is no need to discuss, Tu Le will only mechanically follow Zhang Qing's footsteps.

Approaching the city gate, Zhang Qing found that the garrison here was still very good, at least two capable warriors were guarding as soldiers, and all of them were the existence of the Gangqi realm.

It's just that there are a few pedestrians coming in and out, but it's not strange to look at the scale of this city.

Zhang Qing's distinctive dress attracted the attention of the guards, especially the faint terrifying aura around the two of them was not concealed, as long as they were a martial artist, they could detect it.

"Mighty warrior, welcome to Gelong," the soldiers on guard stepped out and saluted Zhang Qing.

However, when he looked up and saw Tu Le behind Zhang Qing, he involuntarily took a step back: "Thorn Mask?"

Zhang Qing's eyelids lifted, he didn't expect that this guard still had some eyesight, you must know that there are not many young people who know about the Thorn Mask now.

"Yes, I'm his overseer," Zhang Qing nodded in acknowledgement, he was more respected as an overseer than the thorn-faced person that everyone shouted at.

This guard was no exception, and every supervisor would not be a weakling, so he quickly clamped his legs and said respectfully, "Welcome!"

"No need to be polite," Zhang Qing smiled slightly: "Can you tell me where to stay?" ”

"Of course there is no problem," the guard blurted out, "It's good to enter the first inn in the city, and many outsiders will choose to settle here, but ...... Now there are fewer people. ”

Seeing the other party's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Zhang Qing glanced around and finally found that something was wrong, it seemed that the atmosphere here was very wrong.

So he asked tentatively, "What is going on here?"

Seeing Zhang Qing take the initiative to ask, the guard, who was already hesitating, immediately gave up the entanglement, and sincerely bowed his head and requested: "Powerful Overseer, we beg for your help, I remember that every Overseer is the patron saint of mankind, and I believe that you will not refuse to help the poor people of Cologne City." ”

Because every Thorn-Faced Guardian is frantically fighting against foreign races, the Overseer often appears as a guardian, and now seeing Zhang Qing, a rare Overseer, the Guardian immediately couldn't help but ask for help.

Accidents are also part of the journey, as long as it can be solved, Zhang Qing will definitely not escape, so he said without thinking about it: "Okay, as long as I can help, I will do my best to help." ”

After getting Zhang Qing's promise, the guard immediately became excited, he unconsciously rubbed his hands, wanted to say something and stopped, it seemed that he was not very relieved at ease at a glance at the surrounding environment, so he said: "My lord, this is not the place to talk, please come with me." ”

After speaking, the guard stretched out his hand to signal, Zhang Qingyi hesitated, but still followed, and as for Tu Le, he also followed suit.

The guard looked a little statusy, and no one said a word when he saw her leave, but some strange eyes kept rolling on Slaughter.

"Here, sir, please come in. ”

In fact, there was no conspiracy, Zhang Qing was led by the guards to the hut behind the city gate, judging from the furnishings here, it should be a special place for the soldiers to rest.

Just glanced at Zhang Qing and lost interest, he looked at the guard in front of him and asked, "Can you tell me what's going on here?"

The guard took a light breath, but he didn't see much fear, but was a little more helpless: "My lord, this time we are in a really tricky situation. About three months ago!"

The guards were a little out of the world and began to tell the strange things about Cologne.

It turned out that just three months ago, this ordinary small town was still peaceful, but one day a murder occurred.

Murders are normal, the martial artists of this world are vigorous, and it is easy for similar things to happen.

Even if the murder is a little different this time, it is not a big deal in the eyes of others, just a scoundrel who died with a serious loss of qi and blood.

Without the murderer being found, the case was quickly and hastily closed, and no one wanted to waste their energy for a scoundrel.