Not long after leaving, a cloth banner was erected in the middle of the team, and the three big characters of the sword heart flowed with the wind, and if you looked closely, there was a column of small characters on the side: The eight wildernesses of the vertical and horizontal fame shocked the first class in the world in Kyushu!

Of course, this is from Jiang Wuxi's handwriting, Ling Chuxi read it carefully twice, but fortunately there was no typo this time, so he didn't bother to care about him. For the first time, Su Xiu'er had no objection to his. This made Jiang Wuxian even more proud.

I don't know if it was because of the deterrence of this cloth flag, or if the misfortune of the previous robbers had been spread out of the road, and the rest of the road was too peaceful, and no one came to the door to find abuse.

In the evening, the group arrived at Shan Ling Town.

It's talking about the town, but from the outside, the scale is much larger than the Shiqu Town in Ling Chuxi's hometown, and when it comes to the height and solidity of the city wall, it can be compared with a city like Baishi City, which can also see the chaos of Qianzhongling, if the world is peaceful, who would bother to build such a city wall.

However, when you enter the town, you obviously feel a little deserted, and there are not many pedestrians on the fairly clean and tidy streets, and the whole town is filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

When they saw Ling Chuxi and his party, especially the cloth banner that Jiang Wuxian was carrying on his shoulder, the pedestrians who passed by were all frightened and lowered their heads timidly.

"Hey, it's strange, why haven't you seen a Thousand Kills and Broken Moon?" Feng Zijin touched his head and said.

Hearing what he said, Ling Chuxi also felt a little strange, didn't Feng Zijin say anything about the Thousand Killing Stream and the Broken Moon Stream fighting each other in recruiting children in Shan Ling Town? They had been in for a while, but none of them had met anyone looking for trouble.

"Hey, isn't this cross-eyed and Deng stammering, why are you back again?" Just when Feng Zijin was suspicious, a passer-by looked at Ling Chuxi and the others cautiously, and suddenly found the figures of Feng Zijin and Deng Zaibei, and shouted in surprise.

"Lao Ding is you, why aren't you dead yet?" Feng Zijin saw an acquaintance, stepped forward to climb his shoulder, and asked in surprise.

"You kid hasn't paid back the Bai Yujing you owed me last time, so I'm willing to die." Lao Ding rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"By the way, Lao Ding, what's going on, the people of the Thousand Killing Stream and the Broken Moon Stream are gone?" Feng Zijin asked.

"You still don't know the way? I heard that something big had happened in the inner enclosure, and the people of the Thousand Killing Stream and the Broken Moon Stream hurried back, and it had been less than two hours. Lao Ding said.

"Gone, all gone, that's great, this is the peace of Danling Town." Feng Zijin said happily. He had already joined the Thousand Kills Stream, but he slipped halfway, and he was a little uneasy when he came back this time, and when he heard that they were all gone, the stone in his heart also fell to the ground.

"Alas, what's Taiping, I heard that the Zhang family is about to take over Shanling Town, this time, I don't know how many girls in Ludao are going to be unlucky." Lao Ding sighed and said.

"The Zhang family? How could they take over Shan Ling Town, the Zhao family, the Zheng family, and the Ma family? Feng Zijing asked in surprise.

"Alas, this time the Thousand Killing Stream and the Broken Moon Stream can cause a lot of harm to our Shan Ling Town, a few of you are running fast, but the other people in the town are not as lucky as you, broken arms and legs are lucky, and bad luck can't save your life." Lao Ding sighed and said.