Just as he was about to leave, Xiao Shunzi's sharp voice came from another side street, "Miss! Where are you? "I was about to cry in my voice.

Feng Jingyun walked towards the source of the sound, turned a corner, and walked up a wide street, where the hawkers were shouting loudly on the roadside, the shopkeepers on the roadside were open, and customers were coming in and out of the store to buy things.

It looks like a normal, bustling neighborhood, but she always feels that there is a problem.

Looking closely, I saw that the clothes shopkeeper had rough fingers and thick calluses on his mouth, which had been sharpened by holding his sword for many years. Although the customers in the store are turning through the clothes with their hands, their eyes are looking out from time to time, as if they are waiting for something.

The firewood stalls on the side of the road occasionally glittered, and needless to say, knives or swords were hidden inside.

The guests in the restaurant looked at each of their figures.

There are very few women on the road, and they must know martial arts with their steps.

Just by glancing at it, Feng Jingyun saw countless flaws.

At first glance, the whole street looks harmonious and normal, but there is an abnormal atmosphere. Occasionally, there can be some normal passers-by, but those passers-by are afraid that they will be unlucky.

Who is so big shili, and a street so lively is controlled?

Does it have something to do with yourself?

As she walked down the street, the men simply glanced at her warily and looked away. A few people also showed pity for her, as if they were pitying her for a beautiful woman who was about to die. But that mercy was only fleeting.

The whole street is full of professional killers, looking at the posture and pace, they are all masters.

If the person they were dealing with was her, then, even if she had a veil over her face, she would never just look at her and take it so lightly.

That is, the goal they are waiting for has not yet appeared.

She didn't like this kind of trouble, and was ready to call Xiao Shunzi and leave.

Xiao Shunzi didn't notice her, and asked a vendor, "Have you seen a woman, dressed in white, with a veil on her face, a little thin," and gestured with her hand, "about this tall......"

The stall owner was a middle-aged man who glared at Xiao Shunzi, "Get out!" ”

"I'm not going to roll!" Xiao Shunzi thrust his waist, "Hey! I said you, I'll ask you in a good voice, you just don't know and don't need this attitude, and I don't owe you money......"

The middle-aged man looked around vigilantly, and Xiao Shunzi glanced at him, "Dude, you are strong enough, how do you sell rouge gouache?" You're a big man, like an orangutan, you should be a performer......"

Seeing that Xiao Shunzi was still verbose, the middle-aged man's eyes were hidden with murderous aura, and Xiao Shunzi was also a careful person, and he also felt that something was wrong.

"Isn't that the one?" The sturdy hand pointed to a woman in white who was walking dozens of steps away.

Xiao Shunzi looked in the direction he pointed, happy, waved his hands high, in order not to be blocked by passers-by, and jumped while waving, "Miss, Miss!" The little ones are here! ”

At this time, a splendid carriage drove into the street, three times larger than the average one, and was drawn by four red horses, all of which were tall horses, strong and strong, with bright brown hair, and at first glance they were good horses.

The carriage is carved with intricate patterns, the top cover is covered with a layer of brilliant gold lacquer, a huge jewel is inlaid on the top, and the curtains of the carriage are hung with gorgeous yellow cloth.