- The road through the city that Mo Ye walked was a road for ordinary people, and it was not as spacious as the road for commercial vehicles. Due to the needs of the fortifications, there was only one main gate aisle for horses on all four walls, and the two additional gates were set as walking aisles, which were about enough for two people to walk side by side.

Under normal circumstances, people walking in this narrow passage will never push others and squeeze around in the passage in order to grab a few breaths. In case of squeezing out the contradiction and making noise, the city guards will soon notice that if they go down to the city to check, it will be a mistake for everyone's time for a trivial matter, and they will be cursed by all those who rush in and out of the city.

But this young killer who followed closely behind Mo Ye was able to rely on his dexterity to jump into shallow water in the passage through the city with limited space, and come and go with ease. And he was able to jump in front of Mo Ye so easily, and Mo Ye himself also had some responsibility, because her pace slowed down, and there was naturally an empty position in front of her, allowing the young man to take advantage of the gap in the team.

The young killer quickly glanced back at Mo Ye, then quickly turned his head again and continued to look ahead, and at the same time, his gentle voice came softly: "You also have delicate times, which is really novel." ”

There was a hint of confidence in the young killer's flirtatious words. He was confident that Mo Ye would not be able to escape his control, so he dared to tease his mission goal so easily. Mo Ye also felt the temperament of him in his speech, so every time she heard him say a word, she felt more anxious in her heart.

In the suppressed anger, she suddenly thought of what this guy had just said, and immediately sneered: "You jumped in front of me so actively, can't you wait to be stepped on by me?" ”

The young killer said in a leisurely tone, "Why don't I actively learn from you in order to win the opportunity to give you back those few kicks you just now?" ”

After a moment of silence, Mo Ye's voice came faintly: "How come, you can walk much faster than me." ”

The young killer was slightly stunned when he heard this, and immediately realized that something was wrong, and his pupils slidied. Huo Ran turned around, and the slightly thin figure behind him really disappeared!

It didn't take much thought to know that she must have learned the trick he squeezed forward, but she changed the direction of her actions. Dodge to the back.

It was the crowd in the passage that was too crowded and the space was limited, and the different breathing rhythms and slightly different footsteps interfered with his judgment, and it was only a moment of negligence that told her to seize the opportunity to dodge.

The young man picked the corners of his lips and said, "This person is very capable of learning."

And it turned out to be exactly what the killer had predicted. Mo Ye saw this pestering guy blocking in front of him, and his thoughts were racing, and he was roughly sure that he didn't just want to return her two feet. Standing between Wu Shu and her, who was walking in the front, was to cut off her from asking for help, and his purpose of wanting to control her firmly was obviously greater.

Realize that the situation has changed in a way that is extremely unfavorable to you. When she was anxious, a bold idea suddenly popped up in her consciousness: he could enter, why couldn't she retreat? She can't fight fast to fast, maybe she can try to slow to fast!

It was not far from the end of the road leading to the city, out of the city. Bound or escaped, maybe she only had two choices. But before she left the dimly lit passageway, perhaps she had a more confident option if she could take advantage of the gap.

She is not willing to spend any more time in hesitation, even if this struggling move will still be a wasted move, which does not prevent her from trying hard before receiving failure.

At this time, the crowd walking towards the city gate in the city road, because of the limitation of the width of the passage, naturally lined up in a fairly neat long line. In order to prevent conflicts between stepping on the feet. The group was naturally separated by one or two paces from each other. After Kyoto changed its banner more than 10 years ago, the new emperor scrapped the hastily besieged city that the previous emperor ordered craftsmen to build and rebuilt a very strong wall that fully integrated the military defense strategy, and the way the people entered and exited the city changed from the original. After more than ten years, everyone is used to it. Therefore, when walking through this passage, a certain order is naturally maintained.

If the space occupied by a person is a one-step distance, then the virtual and the real in the passage at this time are a one-three-five pattern. But this pattern is not fixed, but slowly moving forward. Everyone obeys some kind of natural order. In fact, it is also a kind of protection for the whole team, because if one of them suddenly stops, it is very likely to affect the passage of the whole team. Under the unanimous demand of such a large crowd, no one would easily want to challenge this order and cut the line.

But this kind of order supported by manpower is not an absolute dead thing after all, and if someone has to cut in line, it is not impossible. If the individual is agile enough, there is still a lot of space that can be interspersed in the walking pattern of the whole team.

What's more, the young killer suddenly jumped to the front, and the position he originally occupied was naturally left empty, and the gap was even greater.

However, Mo Ye did not directly occupy the vacant position where the killer was before, but made a slight slow-down strategy. If she directly occupies the position he gave up, then she is only equivalent to swapping with him, except for the difference between before and after, she is still within his control.

When the killer jumped in front, Mo Ye deliberately slowed down his pace, accumulated the distance, and then instantly accelerated his pace to release the distance. The light in the passage is limited, so if there is a sudden vacancy in the line and the people behind follow up, the reaction will be a little sluggish. Mo Ye started from deliberately slowing down his pace and squeezing the distance, and he turned his head to look behind him at a very high frequency, concentrating all his energy on his eyesight, and pinching the distance between people in the team who were twisted by the disordered pace.

Turning a breath of time into ten equal parts of waiting, aiming at the opportunity, Mo Ye suddenly flashed out of the human team, and she was like a flat boat that instantly rudden in the rapids under the bridge pier, sticking to the wall on the side of the passage.

The others were still moving forward at a steady pace, but Mo Ye stopped in the passage. The boat ran aground suddenly, although it was only quite standing still, but if it was a different reference, Mo Ye was going backwards.

Time seemed to speed up again at the moment when Mo Ye stopped. The young killer who was squeezed in the middle by the walking Changren team was just a negligence of two breaths, and the distance between him and Mo Ye was three steps wider.

At the same time, the space that Mo Ye really wanted to seize also appeared in front of him as the team moved forward. Mo Ye stood in without hesitation. At this time, there were five people between her and the killer, and the deep but as if embedded with two netherworld-colored gazes could no longer be directly cast at her.

Mo Ye exhaled softly. Then he raised the corner of his mouth at the figure in front of him, who was no longer visible.

Mo Ye's painstaking "Qianzhao Sutra" is a collection of family skills in this world. Internal kung fu is not as quick as outer kung fu, and it needs to be practiced every day from a young age when the skeletal texture is still growing, but despite this, the improvement on the outside seems to be extremely slow. However, while honing the physique inch by inch, gradually enhancing the body's breathing and blood flow, etc., the internal kung fu is to obtain the synchronous enhancement of all meridians of the body to give back strength.

Therefore, in two people with the same external practice moves, if one of them also has a solid internal kung fu, maybe he will not be panting and sweating after dozens of punches in one set. And if a person has only practiced internal kung fu and has not practiced external kung fu. If he has no quarrel with others, he can also prolong his life and be refreshed with this ability.

But there are also some internal exercises that hide flaws, which are not obvious at first and will only go on over time. The negative effects are gradually amplified in the practitioner's body. A foreign family genealogy may be completed after the compiler has tried it thousands of times and mastered a law of body balance and focus on points. However, the flaws of the inner family gong have to be dealt with tens of thousands of times of luck, and when the exercises have formed an influence in the body, their drawbacks will be reflected.

Foreign kung fu practice is abolished. As long as there is no missing arm or leg, it can be replaced. However, internal kung fu has already participated in changing a certain function of the human body, and if it is abolished, it will cause the body to suffer a heavy blow, and a normal cycle will be torn and broken. This pain is unimaginable.

The inner family exercises require the creator to use his body to try the pros and cons, and some exercises have been lost with the fall of the creator. Like the Qianzhao Sutra, which has been passed down smoothly for hundreds of years, many flaws have been filled in or corrected by dozens of generations of practitioners in many revisions. Almost perfect.

In the case of a flawed inner practice, the practitioner will suffer negative damage while gaining the gains, which will cancel out some of the gains. But Mo Ye practiced the almost flawless "Qianzhao Sutra", and since he entered the Gongmen, what he has obtained is extremely pure progress. So although she started practicing late at the age of ten, the speed of her progress has already compensated for the lack of time.

People with profound skills will give people a feeling that the pupils are bright and clear, the complexion is vivid and shiny, the face is full of contours, and the ears are round. From the inside to the outside, the internal family gong refines the tenacity of a person's qi and blood walking, nourishes every inch of the practitioner's body, and naturally affects a person's temperament. Mo Ye has only been practicing the "Qianzhao Sutra" for three years, and the speed of qi and blood walking is still in the infancy, but compared with ordinary women who are accustomed to showing shortness of breath and delicateness, Mo Ye's temperament is completely different.

She usually doesn't do it deliberately, and she walks as briskly as the wind. She holds a cup or a pen, and never has a trembling hand, steady as a rock. Every morning when she woke up, she didn't feel like a frail person clenching her fists, but only felt full of energy and energy.

It was the practice of the "Qianzhao Sutra" that gave her body qi and blood a kind of ingenious guidance. According to the meridian channels carved in the body by this exercise, each function of the body is accurately walked in the most appropriate position, stimulating the vitality of the whole body, and it is still continuing to gain.

At present, Mo Ye can clearly feel that there is a change in the body, first the eyesight, and then the ear. Because she practices the inner family exercises, she will set aside a period of time every day to adjust the rhythm of her breathing, and her luck will be two weeks long, and she will persevere, usually when she sees a stranger with a burning temperament, she can't help but pay attention to the rhythm of the other party's breath.

Mo Ye asked Wu Shu for advice on this matter, and the answer he got was the words "normal reaction". It was also from that moment that she deeply felt the benefits of practicing the inner family exercises.

In the dimly lit passage through the city, although Mo Ye's external kung fu practice was not as agile as the young killer, the other group she faced was all ordinary people, and it was not difficult for her to exploit loopholes in such a group. As for whether it will cause trouble because of its clumsy movements, this point was also answered after Mo Ye leaned sideways against the wall on the side of the passage.

With her thirteen-year-old girl's stature, it was not impossible to walk backwards in this passage that could barely accommodate the two of them walking side by side, even if she did not have the killer agility. It's just that because of the slight twisting of the human team, her retrograde posture is not very elegant, and she dodges around a little like a mouse.

However, Mo Ye didn't care about any image issues anymore. Even if she's a rat step! In order to get out of the killer's grasp, she just wants to be comfortable with a rat step, so what's the matter? The person walking in the corridor of this deep city is more upright than her. But who hasn't been in this hole?

Not only did she have to walk backwards in the city road in the posture of a rat burrowing into a corner, but she also intensified the opportunity to touch the wall and plaster her face. Not only did she have to grasp the success, but she also followed closely behind to prepare for the next move.

If you keep going retrograde like this, you will eventually retreat to the entrance, which is not a normal thing to do after all, and the city guards at the city gate will definitely check it, and it is likely that it will be extremely strict.

Kyoto's castle defense has always been extremely tightly controlled, and it will be tighter in the near future. Others don't know, Mo Ye still doesn't know? The imperial court is moving gently to send troops to Xichuan. This message was confirmed by her communication channel through Guò Nguyen Luo. And thinking that when he was still living in Xingjia Village when he was a child, he burned his master's drawings so that he spent twice as much time remaking them, Mo Ye will never forget the mistake he made in his life, and of course he will not forget the details of Xichuan.

It's finally time to start. Who will be in charge of the overall situation?

She now knew that the commander of the Kyoto garrison and the master were friends of Jinlan, so she learned from Wu Shu that Li Gai had left Kyoto, and even if Wu Shu didn't say the details, she could guess what it was for.

The commander left Beijing, and the Kyoto garrison was transferred out of some soldiers, and the arrangement of pulling bones and drawing blood was like this. In the future, the defense of Kyoto will only become more stringent.

It's just that the drawings made by the master are so delicate and complicated, can you fully grasp them if you just cover them alone? If he can't, then who can? Master once said that there is nothing but his fellow disciple in this world. No one can fully analyze the layout of his artwork, but he also said that the junior brother has been missing for more than ten years, and his life and death are uncertain.

The Xichuan position, except for the commander Li Gai. There must be another person present!

Who will it be?

I don't know for what reason, Mo Ye always had such a lingering belief in his heart.

Two years ago, the haze in her heart still flared up from time to time, as if she was suffering from some kind of heart disease, in a noodle stall, a pancake shop, a restaurant, a cloth shop...... In many places, even passing by a wandering seller selling sugar gourds, as long as she caught a trace of the old conversation that Master had left in Kyoto more than ten years ago in the conversations of those people, no matter how strange, ugly, or drunken the faces were, she would also approach them and try to join them in the conversation, and peel away from their conversations the part of herself that she really wanted to know.

In the past two years, Mo Ye has been able to control this impulsiveness very well. However, the mentally ill appearance of that half a year did not bring her benefits. Through the splicing of rumored fragments, Mo Ye almost completely knew the process of the master leaving Kyoto with her in infancy thirteen years ago, although she didn't want to use that somewhat derogatory word to describe it, but she must admit that the master used a trick to cover up his whereabouts that time, and the means were close to treacherous.

No one could believe that the carriage he was riding in when he left the city was shot into a hedgehog by dozens of arrows, and that he was not dead. Not only that, but the tattered carriage even passed through the city wall with divine help! Oh my God, it was a fortified city defense that had just been built less than a year ago, how could he go straight through it without stepping through the door! It wasn't until ten years later, when he reappeared in Kyoto and stood by the emperor's side, that the people of Kyoto admitted as if in a dream that he was not dead and that he had returned.

It's just that soon something that suffocates the people of Kyoto happens again.

The first time I was able to escape death, I wonder if the second death can be avoided? The people of Kyoto, who did not know the tragic process of the siege and murder in the old house of the Lin family in Kyoto, were discussing this topic for a long time after the murder and burning incident.

If Mo Ye was not in the house that day and had not seen the bloody scenes with her own eyes, then after listening to the discussion of the people of Kyoto, she would definitely believe without doubt that the master must have succeeded in "cheating death" again.

But she not only saw it, but also had the evidence.

That day, in the moment when the roof was burned down, Master's broad shoulders covered her underneath, blocking most of the fire damage, but her calves were still inevitably scorched in a few places. After being rescued from the fire, she fell asleep for a few days and nights, which was not enough time to heal the burn, and the blood pus and pain reminded her of the power of the fire. The brutal slaughter in the old mansion, that is not a dream.

The scene where the master's shoulder was pierced by the killer's sword, the scene where the sword wound on his waist was bleeding, and the way he coughed up blood......

And the medicine book with the cover torn by a bloody scab. Mo Ye has always stayed.

In such a tragic situation, the master was seriously injured, and in the end, he obviously ran out of strength to stand up, and he could still escape by cheating?

Although Mo Ye had many doubts in her heart, she was even more unwilling to give up that glimmer of hope.

The most important person in her life is at stake, and until the moment when she sees the results with her own eyes, she can't fully believe the conclusion that is only passed on in the public opinion of the people.

She once thought that there was only one way to make her die, and that was to infiltrate the martyr's mausoleum area of the royal cemetery and dig up the tomb without a monument. Although I am a little sorry for this Master. But if it's just an empty grave, it's dug up, it's just a pile of rammed earth.

However, because of another assertion obtained from Shi Yi at the beginning of the year, after several interviews, that assertion was analyzed in more detail. Mo Ye suddenly had another thought in his heart.

At this time, the opportunity seemed to come, why didn't she go to Xichuan to see for herself?

Whether it is planing the Emperor's Mausoleum or going to Xichuan, it is actually a method of exclusion argumentation. Digging graves is to prove death by death, and going to Xichuan is to prove life by life. For the choice of these two paths, Mo Ye has not thought about it seriously. And having come to her own choice, she is more receptive to the possibility of life, so she is going to Xichuan.

If Nishikawa's trip doesn't come to fruition, it's not too late for her to come back and try to dig up the grave.

After Mo Ye got a glimmer of hope for his master's birth from Shi Yi, he deliberately suppressed his feelings for many years before he really calmed down a lot, and it was because of this. Once again, she seriously thought about the original plan of life and death of the grave digging witness, and suddenly felt quite naïve. How could the imperial tomb be so easy to enter, and she still wanted to carry a shovel into it? This is all delusional.

Now thinking back to how he had such arrogant and naïve thoughts in his heart, Mo Ye deeply realized that it is easy to be emotionally adjusted to people who do things. How horribly stupid.

In the past few years in Kyoto, if Wu Shu had not been guarded by Wu Shu from far or near, I don't know what else I would have done. It's no wonder that Cheng Xu's guy always looks at himself with a kind of neurotic look.

With this awareness, in the past few days, Mo Ye has begun to re-examine his actions in Kyoto in the past three years. Practiced the Qianzhao Sutra, practiced throwing darts, and read geography books...... It also includes the repair of the empty tomb on the outskirts of the city. It's just that she still seems to be a little late in realizing that her peaceful life has come to an abrupt end, and chaos is everywhere, she doesn't need to sniff to know that most of the chaos is coming at her.

If you don't have a helper, then deal with it alone!

If you can not involve others, then don't disturb the stability of others!

Mo Ye knew that Wu Shu was originally going to take her out of the city, but now she had to choose to go retrograde in order to avoid the frontal edge of the killer's hunt. Dijing, the capital of the enemy's fortifications, can be a place for ordinary people to settle down, but at this time, for her, it is a tiger's den in Longtan. If there is a mistake in the next step, if she chooses to go retrograde like this, not only will she not be able to achieve the effect of the sword going sideways, but it may become an act of drinking to quench her thirst.

Therefore, before fully controlling his own mobility, Mo Ye must first arrange his psychological defense. Be clear about the purpose of your return to the inner city. She no longer wants to be in chaos boating in the river of time, drifting with the current, and now she has indeed found a direction.

- Even though she still has a little hesitation about that direction.

Many thoughts floated through her heart like floating leaves, and Mo Ye took the piece she thought was the most precious and held it firmly in her palm.

At the same time, she did not relax in the slightest and went against the grain. At the moment when I made up my mind, the light at the gate of the inner city was getting closer and closer.

But just when she wanted to grab the ashes off the city wall one last time and add another touch to the "beggar makeup" on her face, she suddenly felt that she slapped her palm into the void!

Void wall?!

Mo Ye was slightly shocked in his heart.

Is the inside of such a thick wall of siege actually hollow?

This passage has been used for more than ten years, and there are millions of people who have walked it repeatedly, and there will always be curious people who touch the walls, but they are not as careful as Mo Ye.

In addition to Mo Ye's practice of the "Qianzhao Sutra", the five senses of the body are keen to ordinary people, but also because she was raised by Lin Shan, and the accumulation of bits and pieces of knowledge has given her a unique way of reading architectural culture.

Ordinary people patting this cold city wall are mostly just playing with the mentality. Even if one or two people do it with a purpose. At most, you can feel that the quality of the stone used to build this wall is good. And Mo Ye was in a state of high concentration while slapping the wall, she was holding her spirit in order to successfully reverse the trend, but she didn't expect to be in this mental state. Let her stumble into a strange part of the city wall.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp whistle on the city tower indirectly confirmed Mo Ye's judgment.

In the walkway of the battlements overhead, the footsteps of the city guards patrolling suddenly broke away from the rhythm of nearly solidification, and it was obvious that several city guard soldiers had gathered.

"Boom, boom!"

"Boom, boom!"

Concentrating on the direction of the footsteps like lead hitting the ground on the city tower, Mo Ye knew that there were soldiers guarding the city who had gone down to the city tower, and eighty percent of it was for this side of the matter. She couldn't help but smack her tongue secretly: she didn't use much strength in that palm just now, and this coincidence came at too bad time, can't she wait for her to go out and have another thing?

That's when it happened. She suddenly remembered the secret passage that had passed through the Wolf's Tooth Siege and connected the inner courtyard of the Imperial Palace with the houses of Kyoto.

In that secret passage, this style of mechanism is almost used, and the activation point of the mechanism is installed behind a certain piece of dense brick surface.

Mo Ye remembered. Many Kyoto residents have mentioned in their chats that Hayashi-sama was involved in the reconstruction of the siege of Kyoto in the early years, which is not a secret in Kyoto. Three years ago, when she first visited the bustling flowering season on Xingshan Road, Master took her there, and he personally admitted it at that time. The battlements are like wolf's fangs, and the muddy body is like a smoked royal compound surrounded by wolf's teeth, which is his work.

So, the mechanisms that may be hidden in the bricks of this city, as well as the tricks in the secret passage, are all the means left by the master?

Mo Ye felt as if three piles of firewood were being lit at the same time in his heart. The flames have a person at their core, connected into a triangle. And the countless chaotic fragments in her brain, suddenly one of them was completely polished. Although this inference was not enough to prove Master's life and death, at this moment, Mo Ye felt uncontrollable excitement in his heart.

It's just that she didn't have a chance to shoot that brick again. The garrison maneuvered faster than expected. At the gate of the inner city, there are already three groups of city guards. The people who had walked halfway through Tongcheng finally noticed the abnormality and began to talk about it. It's not that they're slow to react, it's that it's been a long time since the city walkway had been in trouble.

However, most of the people who stayed in the passage should have been their own people, and they did not do anything to disturb the order, so they were not very flustered in the face of the possible future investigation of the city guards. In this way, Kyoto residents happen to meet about once a year, so it's not a big deal.

But Mo Ye was a little uneasy in her heart, although she carried the identity card of the Song Mansion with her and was not afraid of cross-examination, but now she didn't want to use this identity.

She didn't know what kind of trick the person who intended to deal with her had reached the point where he could check her resume so clearly, and he could also forge Master's handwriting-although that handwriting could not deceive her-in short, her mind suddenly became sensitive, and she felt that if there were really people in this group of city guards who were monitoring her whereabouts, they might not be able to attack her face to face, but who could accurately grasp what happened after she turned around?

The person who assassinated the master back then also came so quietly!

So many killers gathered in a small house, bloody killing, and the patrols who walked back and forth in the city so often did not notice for a long time, it was also in vain!

While everyone was standing still, Mo Ye squatted down, and in this squatting position, he slowly moved in the last distance between the corridor through the city and the gate of the inner city.

The excuse is that she has already thought about it in her heart, if she can use her beggar identity to fool the past, she will not use the identity card of the Song Mansion.

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Although there were sudden changes in the corridor through the city, as Mo Ye faintly expected, if it was only the city brick mechanism that was touched and the scope of influence was not large, this kind of defense secret would not be too loud.

Such a grand capital, even if it was indeed embedded with some kind of mechanism when it was first built, it was too impractical to trigger the change of the mechanism of the entire city with just the movement of a brick.

Although the city guards had 500 troops at the gate from the tower, they would probably only be on standby at the gate until a new change occurred. The gates on both sides were not closed because of this anomaly, but the inner city entrance was temporarily closed to the inside, and the outer gate of the exit that was not originally inspected temporarily increased the inspection force.

It's not a big deal either. According to common sense, since people who go out of the city can check the cards at the inner gate of Guò, but they should have no problem checking again, at most they will waste some time.

Soon. Wu Shu, who walked a little ahead, passed the second check of the city guard. He stood not far from the city gate, waiting for Mo Ye to step out. He believed that Mo Ye would have no problem with Song Zhai's identity card.

Even if she is really unlucky, she can step on the shit on Yangguan Road. Isn't there still him waiting here? Although he would not use the token of the Commander's Mansion lightly, he could not deny the special function of that token, and it could be almost unhindered in the City Defense Division.

But...... An unexpected change has happened!

He saw the young killer's face, and his heart sank.

Mo Ye hadn't come out yet, but the killer was one step ahead of her, she was just a little negligent, what happened in the city road?

Under the cover of withered grass-like hair, half of Wu Shu's face slid a hesitant look.

Because he was seriously injured as a child, half of his face was destroyed, although fortunately, Liao Shi, whose medical skills were comparable to that of ghosts and gods, performed a face-mending surgery on him. But after so many years, half of his face finally failed to avoid the lesion. His complexion gradually darkened, the skin on his face shrunk and wrinkled, and the expression on his face became more and more unemotional. If such a face can still give people recognition of changes in feelings, then there is already a lot of noise in his heart.

The hesitation was only for a moment. Wu Shu was already silent and made a decision. He was likely to take a risk for this decision, but at this point he had no time left to give carefully.

He read a few words from the way the killer spoke with the city guard, revealing that Mo Ye might be in danger.

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"Brother Bing, please, just be accommodating, right?" If the circumstances allowed, the young killer who had kept Mo Ye firmly in control a few hours ago. Can end the life of a City Guard in a single move. But at this time, he only pretended to be anxious and cowardly in front of the city guards, because although he was facing only one city guard, behind this person, there were thousands of city defense soldiers on standby, and they all moved.

A lone person, even if he has the most exquisite and perfect killing skills. It is also difficult to match the majestic force of the national machine.

"No! You don't have to kiss me, no one has ever been able to disobey the rules of the city because of personal matters. The guard at the gate with a straight face and a spear and pestle already looked impatient, for he had said the same thing too many times to the good-looking young man in front of him. Guarding the city gate all the year round, he is most annoyed by this kind of skin thicker than the city wall. A troublesome person who can't get rid of no matter how much he orders.

However, as a soldier, he can't just use force against ordinary people, and the laws of Nanzhao can be strict in this regard!

"Official, if you want me to call your grandfather also Cheng, kneel down and kowtow, please let me go back and find it! If you lose your state school certificate and return to your hometown to take the exam again, it will take at least another three years. It's hard to find a long time, you can do it......" The young killer continued his superb acting skills, but there was already a light in his eyes, and it seemed that his patience was running out.

"No just no way! The rules of defending the city are related to the safety of hundreds of thousands of people in the city, how can they be changed because of the needs of you? After saying this, the patience of the little soldier guarding the city was worn out faster than the killer, he slightly flipped the spear in his hand, and pointed it at the difficult guy in front of him with the hilt of the spear, "You are blocking my patrol view, go away!" Otherwise, you will be detained for the crime of obstructing the city's defense and official duties, and you will be taken for a walk! ”

When talking to this ordinary city guard, the young killer was wary of the possibility of being rude with others, and did not want to expose his martial arts, so while deliberately distorting his nature and pretending to be cowardly, he also temporarily unloaded his strength. Since that day he was chased by the Worm Snake Girl in the Foggy Mountains, although he reversed his disadvantage and killed the Worm Snake Girl, the snake king's venom contaminated with his body has not been able to be discharged. This poison stayed in his body for more than a month, tormenting him so much that his body was not as good as before, and if he unloaded the internal strength that warmed and nourished his whole body, he would even be a little weaker than ordinary healthy people.

The little soldier at the city gate stirred the pestle of the spear, and easily pushed him three steps away, and only then did he stand still.

There was such a huge disparity between strength and weakness, and the young killer himself was a little surprised.

Even if he has martial arts, but the power of martial arts cultivation ultimately comes from the body's functions, if the body collapses, how can the best martial arts be? It's just hollowing out the paper paste shell inside.

Now that his physical condition has been depleted to this extent, it seems that the task in hand needs to be solved quickly, if he delays for a few more days, it is really difficult to determine whether he will be accused by others in the end