Nine out of ten wanted people in the rune realm of the containment area, and the human lives committed in each person's hands can form a small continent, which is the crime city that everyone talks about.

A city was built on the plain, and the walls were 100 meters high, like a cold stone giant standing silently on the snowfield, unchanged for eternity.

It was a clear sky, the wind was blowing, and a touch of red crossed the sky and flew to Sin City.

Compared with the loneliness seen from outside the city, the city is very lively without anyone to guard it.

There are large and small teahouses and restaurants at the gate of the city, there are beautiful women frolicking in the inn, and the bare-shouldered men drink and eat meat in large gulps, and roar from time to time, which seems unscrupulous.

"No, Lao Tzu is going out today!" The kung fu from the end of the street to the end of the street was only a few breaths, and one person roared and rushed towards the city gate, while scolding, "You bastards, you are still a well-known person, and you are willing to nest in such a small place? Spend the rest of your life?! ”

In the tea house, everyone who saw this scene shook their heads, "Where did you come from?" ”

Someone directly lay on the fence and shouted, "Boy, you should go out first, what can a dog that just bark and not bite in front of the uncle." ”

Laughter erupted.

"Just go." The man who shouted stiffened his neck, looked at the direction of the city gate and swallowed his saliva, "When you get out of the sin city, Lao Tzu is at ease!" ”

"Hey." The strong man drank all the wine in the bowl of the sea, and said with wine in his mouth, "What a good day, there is wine to drink and meat to eat, why can't anyone think about it." ”

He threw the empty bottle on the table at the city gate, hitting the back of the head of the man who came out of the gate.

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and as soon as the people who left the city gained courage, they felt a pain in the back of their heads, and collapsed to the ground and fainted.

The people in the teahouse and restaurant let out a burst of laughter, they should eat and drink.

"Old drunkard, you can't be on time, why are you saving people again!" The person next to him slapped the table.

The man who threw the bottle burped, opened his eyes and looked at the city gate half-asleep, and said inarticulately, "Isn't this too high, don't talk about this, come, drink!" Drink! ”

One person said regretfully, "It's a pity, it's only two months to wait for someone who can't hold his breath, and I want to try him on guard at the door." ”

"Don't think about it, that person's head is worthless, don't put yourself in it then."

The people lying on the ground were quickly pulled down by the patrolling guards, and the city gates were still empty, and the neighborhood was still lively.

"Click, click." The sound of footsteps on the bluestone slab came, and all the people present were shrewd people, and they followed the reputation at the moment.

"Yo, there's a new person coming."

"Don't rob me!"

"It's just that money is tight, and I hope it's worth a head."

A person finally appeared on the bluestone slab, first with one foot, and the shoes were a little small, and when the whole person came in, everyone present was stunned for a moment.

"Boss, this person is not impressed, why don't I go through the wanted list?" Although Suzaku looks a little smaller, there are not no monks who can rejuvenate and rejuvenate by practicing peculiar exercises.

"Look at the big-headed ghost." The strong man stretched out his foot and kicked the eyeless person next to him, "If you want to die, don't get involved with me, you dare to fight the idea of Venerable Vermilion Bird, go and go back to the meeting." ”

"Venerable, Venerable?" The tall and thin man's eyes widened, "Just him, ......" Before he finished speaking, he was covered by the big man who got up in a hurry.

"I said, you will wait for me to go before you die." Dahan said in a low voice, "His Holiness has a good ear. ”

They are all old qualifications in the sin city, and their cultivation has reached a certain level, and their longevity has also increased greatly. The last time Suzaku achieved Nirvana, he went on a killing spree in the city is still fresh in his memory.

That's a bad star to be provoked.

More than this, it can be said that as soon as Suzaku showed his face, the leaders of all parties who received the news immediately arranged for it to let his little brother be clever recently, so as not to pull people on his back when he died.

Sin City, Underground Arena.

A bloody scene was being staged in the center of the round platform surrounded by seats, the man was pulled by his feet and torn open with his bare hands, his internal organs were left on the ground, and the bright red blood meandered to the side of the stage and dripped down.

The scene was ignited by this scene, and thousands of people gathered around the small arena to shout, waving their hands, and shouting as if they had lost their minds.

The strong man walked down from the arena with a calm step, and a person came out of the shadows, and said in a low voice, "Venerable Suzaku has appeared. ”

Throwing the towel aside, Qiu Za touched his bald head with his hand back, a hideous smile appeared on his face, and his strong tendon flesh shook gently as he walked, "It's finally here." ”

At the gate of the city, all the birds and beasts were scattered, and the lively scene was not seen at this time, and the newly built tea in the tea house was still hot.

Suzaku snorted in disgust and took a step inside.

The neighborhood is in shambles, and when you look into the distance at the beginning, you can see the halls that rise behind the layers of buildings.

The Four Empty Hall.

The hall was empty, and when Suzaku entered, the copper lamps in the corners of the four corners spontaneously combusted without candles, and a handful of flames were quietly suspended, bringing a fire that was not very bright.

"Coming?" The old voice echoed in the hall, and it was impossible to tell which direction it came from.

"The seal of the sect is loose." Suzaku said, "I'll see if there's something going on here." ”

The old man's voice was silent for a moment, and he said for a while, "One qiē is fine." ”

Suzaku's expression was visibly relaxed, "That's good, we are moving the sect north, hoping to suppress it again with the help of the power of the dragon god." ”

"Thank you for your hard work......" The next words of the old voice did not echo in the main hall, but in the form of sound transmission.

I saw that Suzaku's head was slightly tilted, and he listened attentively, and although he could see his lips moving lightly when he spoke, he did not leak a trace of it.

Half an hour later, Suzaku left the Four Empty Hall, and the four bright lights in the corners went out, and the hall was lifeless and shrouded in silence.

I don't know how long it has been, a sharp voice suddenly sounded.

The listening timbre comes from the old voice that talks to Suzaku, but the intonation is completely different.

"Suddenly, the seal of the Sin City won't last long, and once the demonic energy of the primeval abyss invades, the star lord will not be able to return to the sky......"

Sin City neighborhood.

When Chuza arrived, all he saw was a flying red in the sky, "Damn, let him run away." ”

The subordinates next to him watched their mouths and noses, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

At this moment, a person walked from afar, followed by the guards patrolling the Sin City, "Come with me, the Four Voids Venerable wants to see you." ”

Chuza spat to the side, and said, "Damn! ”

Melt sea ring, igloo.

Jing Chen sat on the ice at the back door, holding a dagger made of flames in his hand, and the ice cube in front of him had been changed several times.

He never knew that ice cutting was also a technical job!

Oh no, no, no, it should be said that cutting ice with fire, or a flame with an extremely high temperature, has always been a technical job.

Pressing the fire breath around the fire blade to the minimum, Jing Chen concentrated all his energy, and then slowly approached the ice block, his divine sense almost merged with the flame blade, and he could sense the cold air coming from the ice.

This is the first time I don't know how many times it has been realized, and it is indeed as Suzaku expected, this special training is almost challenging the limit of Jing Chen's fire control.

And, hearing that this is only the first item, the whole person is not good.

"Ahhhhh A fleshy hand was placed on Jing Chen's wrist, and the ice cube that was cut in half by the fire blade instantly melted into a pool of water.

Jing Chen, "......" looked up at the meat dumpling with teary eyes, maybe it can be done this time, the feeling of finally catching it.

"Yikes!" Asura pulled Jing Chen's hand and snapped his fingers, pointing in the direction of the back door of the igloo.

The black-clothed young man with a virtual lower body turned pale and looked even more malnourished against the background of the igloo, half of his face was hidden behind the door, his two hands pulled the edge of the door, and he cautiously poked his head out to peek at the two.

The corners of Jing Chen's mouth twitched, his gaze moved down, please hide the tentacles first, "Excuse me, is there something wrong?" ”

The young man in black suddenly retracted half of his face, his two hands were still on the edge of the door, and his bone fingers were slender, if he didn't look at the more than a dozen flexible and wriggling tentacles on the ground, it was still quite pleasing to the eye.

"Babble." Asura patted the ice, and the ground was imprinted with small shallow palm prints, and then he looked up and pointed in the direction of the young man.

"You want to play with him?" Jing Chen mourned for three seconds for the poisonous sting in the dream, and then let him go decisively, "Go ahead." ”

Friends of the Dead Dao are not dead and poor, until I complete the first level of special training, I hope you have a good time (belly black laugh).

Asura was accompanied, and Jing Chen was happy, and his mind was all about how to cut the ice cubes.

Suzaku came back two days later, and when I entered the door, I saw the dream poison sting that was forced to the ceiling by Asura, and it was turning into a small prototype and picking it up at the zenith, cough cough, it was more like shrunk up aggrievedly, how miserable.

Suzaku was stunned, touched his chin and observed for a while, touched Asura's head as he passed by, and went to the back door completely ignoring Xiaomeng's grief and pleading for help.

On the ice, Jing Chen was sleeping soundly in a large font, the ice cubes around him were scattered, and the incisions on it were neat and abnormal.

Suzaku walked over and picked up a small piece, showing a teachable expression, but still kicked his lover in the shin without mercy.

"Whew!"

"Is it time to sleep now, you can't do a little thing, and you cut this ice cube in so many days?!"

Jing Chen glared, what do you mean by just a little bit of ice? Hey, you don't think that's what you said before you left, isn't it just that you can cut the ice along the way? Where do the quantity requirements come from?!

"You don't look like you're satisfied with what your teacher said?"

"......" Jing Chen grinded his teeth, "No." ”

"That's good." Suzaku clasped his hands to his chest, "Go make a fire and cook rice, continue in the afternoon, don't sleep if you don't cut out a thousand pieces of crushed ice today!" ”

Jingchen is full of cows, and the baby is bitter.

Apparently he still underestimated Suzaku's shameless Cheng dù, and after the completion of the thousand pieces of ice, they immediately entered the second part of the special training, the ice sculpture.

That's right, it's still the original recipe, it's still a familiar taste. Only more elaborate, using a flaming dagger to carve a complete polar ice leopard on the crushed ice.

Jing Chen is about to kneel, what kind of thing can people think of?

Thousands of miles away, the Wild Beast Control Sect.

Shengsheng Pond.

Gu Yi pinched the chess pieces and rubbed them down, picked them up again in a tangled way, and stared at the chessboard for a long time.

Sitting opposite was Qinglong, his eyes slightly closed, like an old monk in a trance.

The wind of the mountain stream brings the refreshing breath of grass and trees, and blows people drowsy.

Gu Yi rolled his eyes, and suddenly his nose moved, and he was about to sneeze when he opened his mouth wide.

Qinglong suddenly opened his eyes, his hand raised slightly, and the chessboard in front of him rose into the air, dodging Gu Yi's incomparably "sharp" sneeze, and the chess pieces did not move a single point.

"No more playing." Gu Yi's treacherous plan failed, and the chess pieces were thrown into the jar, "Just treat it as a draw." ”

Qinglong rolled his eyes, disrupted the other party's chess game by slaying the big dragon, didn't care about Gu Yi, and said leisurely, "It's not a way for the two of us to keep guarding, take care of your apprentice." ”

Less than five meters away from the two of them, in the direction of Shengsheng Pool.

The ground was eroded by frost and froze out of ice, and in the center of the cold air, Ling Yi sat in meditation.