Yuan Fengqing was secretly shocked in his heart, watching the victor leave proudly, killing people was the same as killing a wild cat and wild dog, and he really couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qing Yang also looked at the cold corpse in disbelief, and couldn't understand how the guy killed him with one punch. After all, they are not mortals, but monks, whether it is a human monk or a demon monk, it is impossible to be so vulnerable, what is going on?

At this time, the flying soldier who had been hovering in the sky to watch the battle stretched out his hand and pointed again, and the tip of the sword released a black gas again, which just hit the cold corpse, and with a snort, the person immediately turned into a pool of black blood, emitting a foul smell, the soldier didn't look at it, waved his hand to remove the light mask, and walked away on his own.

Seeing the frightened and terrifying light in everyone's eyes, the blood painting explained lightly, "Among the five cities in the Demon Domain, Shu Lingbo's governance methods are the toughest, and martial arts are respected, but in order to avoid destroying the buildings in the city or injuring innocent people, there is this rule. The light shield laid by the soldiers just now is a seal that restricts their cultivation, and those who live in this city rely on force to solve problems, no matter whether they live or die, no one is left behind, no matter who lives or dies, relatives and friends cannot take revenge, which should also be the main reason why they destroy their corpses. ”

Yuan Fengqing was cold when he heard this, so in this place, isn't human life like a mustard? And even if his life ends, no one will know, let alone be collected by relatives and friends?

The magic city is really not a place to mess with!

After tossing for most of the day, it was already afternoon time, and everyone was a little tired, so Yuan Fengqing proposed to find a place to eat first, and then find a way to inquire about the whereabouts of the sixth princess Mu Xiao.

The blood painting nodded and did not object, Qing Yang and Bai Xi naturally applauded in succession, Huang Niang has never had an opinion, and she respects the master, so it can be regarded as unanimously approved.

When a few people searched for a restaurant along the street, they found that the people in the demon city were really mixed with dragons and snakes, not only the fierce and vicious and angry human race, but also the demon clan with horns on their heads and blood-colored eyes, and the demon clan with delicate and colorful eyes and a pair of blue eyes, which made everyone look very interesting.

It's just that when Qing Yang and Bai Xi stared at others for too long, they would always be glared back by them fiercely, ready to pounce, and after two or three times, they finally reined in and didn't dare to look more, but they still couldn't help but look around quietly, with an interesting look.

After walking for most of the street, he finally found a restaurant that looked very imposing in appearance, Yuan Fengqing looked at the blood painting, the latter raised his eyebrows slightly, and walked past her first.

Everyone followed him, but they were all startled when they entered the door, the hall on the first floor was full of people, and they all turned their heads to look at them at this moment, as if they had entered a theater garden, but they were not the audience but the theater on the stage, and the feeling of being noticed by so many people was really not too good.

Yuan Fengqing felt a little surprised, and when he was hesitating whether to change the store, he heard the shopkeeper sitting at the counter ask in a rough voice, "Hey, what are you doing?" ”

Everyone was stunned, thinking that they had gone to the wrong store.

But take a closer look, it is indeed a restaurant, and there is a black flag hanging above the head of the shopkeeper, on which a big "wine" word is written in cinnabar red letters? So why ask? What else can you do if you don't come to a restaurant to eat?

When he was wondering, he listened to the unhurried answer of the blood painting, "Naturally, I came to drink wine and eat meat." ”

The shopkeeper had a fat head and big ears, and his small eyes were about to be squeezed by the fat on his face, but he still carefully looked at Yuan Fengqing and Qingyang with a line-like eye, and seemed to feel that the two of them did not look like the most vicious people who had committed an important crime in a place where the human race lived, and his expression was not good, "You are not welcome in this store!" ”

Qing Yang was furious when he heard this, it was the first time he went to a restaurant to be blasted out by the boss when he was so big, is this a deliberate bullying of the living? Just as he was about to roll up his sleeves and step forward to comment with him, he saw Yuan Fengqing step forward to block him, and said indifferently to the shopkeeper, "You open the door to do business, in order to seek wealth, not anger, right?" ”

The fat shopkeeper didn't seem to care about money, and snorted lightly, "It's Lao Tzu's business to ask for money or not, and it's also Lao Tzu's business to see that you are unhappy, what's the matter?" Out of sorts? If you're not happy, fight! ”

The demon monks are really warlike! Yuan Fengqing sighed secretly, he didn't want to make a fuss, and when he was going to change a restaurant, he felt a flower in front of him, and then heard the shopkeeper's painful wail, staring at it, I don't know who just made a quick move to beat the fat shopkeeper's right eye into a swollen bun, at this moment he was covering his swollen eyes with his fat palm, and his face was glowing with blue light, "You are looking for death!" As he spoke, he raised his head and roared, "Turtle son, what are you waiting for, don't do it yet, let them know that this is my Song Sanye's territory, who dares to offend Lao Tzu and make him worse than dead!" ”

As soon as his words fell, ten black-clothed demon cultivators jumped down from the top of the second floor at the same time, not only were they the same in size and figure, but even their faces were somewhat similar, but they were like ten biological brothers, surrounding several people.

Looking at the human wall like an iron bucket, Yuan Fengqing sighed and said, "It seems that you have to fight!" ”

Although others didn't see clearly who taught the fat shopkeeper a lesson, she recognized from the corner of her eye that it was the blood painting that raised her arm slightly, making the fat shopkeeper angry with a pig's liver face, and she was originally a little puzzled why the blood painting did this, but just after thinking about it, she understood a truth: If you want to survive safely in such a magic city, the only way is not to be wronged, but to fight! Only by letting others know that their strength is not weak, can they be allowed to stay, otherwise there will definitely not be a good day to live.

After all, they had just arrived, and she and Qing Yang didn't have any demonic energy on them, just like two little sheep accidentally walked into the wolf's den, naturally every wolf couldn't help but want to take a bite.

The matter has come to this point, it is impossible to escape, and it is useless to plead, Yuan Fengqing was about to take out the shark moon, and when he secretly thought in his heart what kind of nirvana trick to deter the audience, he heard the blood painting chuckle and said, "Song Sanye, just with your few kittens and dogs, do you want us to live as well as die?" As soon as he finished speaking, a dark wind suddenly blew in from outside the door, blowing dust everywhere, so that no one could open their eyes.

The wind came and went quickly, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, but when everyone hurriedly opened their eyes, the ten black-clothed demon cultivators surrounding the blood painting and others were no longer visible, there was only a pile of black robes on the ground, and a foul smell floated in the air, like the smell of rotting corpses, which made all the guests sitting in the hall dumbfounded.

Yuan Fengqing frowned slightly, although he knew that the blood painting ability was powerful, and slaughtering these ten demon cultivators was like pinching an ant to death, but he didn't expect that he would use such a drastic and vicious method, although it played a deterrent role, but he really didn't take human life seriously!