Mo Bing looked around, Purgatory City is an ancient city, it is said that a long time ago, this was also a city where the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, at that time, the Purgatory City of the Three Kingdoms had already existed before it was separated, and now the Purgatory City of the World does not belong to any country, but a separate entity.

Later, the city of Purgatory changed to a city lord, and the people in the city were forced to do things according to the rules of the new column, and the city lord wantonly captured the people in the city to train to expand his army. All the people in Purgatory City are dominated by the city lord of Purgatory City, and no one outside can take care of the affairs of Purgatory City, and the people here have nowhere to say if they are suffering. Gradually, the people who originally lived here were either lucky enough to move away, or were captured by the city lord of Purgatory City to gather enough troops. Purgatory City will no longer have the breath of life it used to have, but will be full of blood and carnage.

Purgatory City and King Jin's Mansion have never had any connection, but the underground money bank knows a lot about Purgatory City, and those information were searched by Wan Yan Jin a long time ago, even if Mu Yun entered the underground money bank first, he didn't know when.

The two of them rode for a while, and then they got to know the streets and alleys of Purgatory City. To be exact, the streets and alleys of Purgatory City are just the aisles of Purgatory City, and there are a few small stalls crowded together, and even the wooden tables of the stalls are very damaged, and they look like they are some years old. The most common thing to see is all kinds of training tools, all kinds of weapons, and some shops selling medicines, but now they are all tightly closed, and it seems that they are just as afraid of wind and snow as those shops in Bianjing.

Suddenly, Wan Yanjin walked to a stall and got off the horse, stroked his hand on the wooden board, looked at the dust on his hand and patted it gently.

Seeing this, Mo Bing also dismounted, came to Wan Yan Jin's side, and saw the dusty wooden planks that suddenly saw something strange, and said: "We came here, although all the shops are closed, and the doors of the shops look like they have been some years old, but at a glance, it can be seen that they are all closed these days. "That means that the city lord of Purgatory City deliberately set them up here, and he had already calculated that they would definitely come. But when they came, Purgatory City was empty and became an empty shell, which is incredible.

Mo Bing also reached out to touch the dust on it, and continued: "Only this stall is really not open for a few days. It stands to reason that there should not be many people who dare to do business with Purgatory City, so the City Lord of Purgatory City will not let them leave easily, and this person has obviously been away for a long time. ”

"That's true, those people outside are forced to do business with Purgatory City, so the people who are really willing to do business in Purgatory City should not be ordinary people." Wan Yanjin said. There is bloodshed every day in Purgatory City, and everyone here has at least a few lives on their hands, and doing business here doesn't depend on some guts.

After Yan Jin finished speaking, he opened the cover on his head, and the utensils placed in it were very messy, and some of the supplies were moldy and emitted some unpleasant smells. Wan Yan Jin saw a familiar utensil at a glance, and reached out to take it in his hand to look at it.

"What kind of mold is this?" Mo Bing looked at a woodcut mold in Yan Jin's hand, and there were some lines carved on it, which seemed to be a font, but he had never seen it. Not only the round mold in Wan Yanjin's hand, but also some square molds were placed on the wooden table, all engraved with the same pattern.

Wan Yan Jin touched the lines on his head with his index finger, and immediately figured out where he had seen these lines. He remembered that when he and Liang Chenyue entered the blood light array together, he had seen such lines when he entered the red mausoleum, and at that time the writing was relatively clear, and he could see at a glance that it was the scriptures of the Desert Smoke Country, and the patterns engraved on this mold were relatively small, and at first glance it was really invisible.

"This kind of mold is also used by many people in Bianjing, and it is generally used for solid printing when making pastries, so if I guessed correctly, this should be a shop that sells pastries." Wan Yan Jin felt amazing, if he hadn't seen it here, he really wouldn't have thought that there were also pastries sold in a place like Purgatory City.

Speaking of pastries, Mo Bing's mind instantly floated a person, who had heard Liang Chenyue say it a long time ago, and it was also Aunt Gu who died later.

Mo Bing told Wan Yan Jin everything about Aunt Gu, Aunt Gu's death seems to have a lot to do with Purgatory City, as for what she wants to say later but can't say, she is still a mystery.

Wan Yan Jin frowned and sorted out everything Mo Bing said. Aunt Gu is the maid of Tatehua, and she has stayed in Purgatory City for all these years and has not gone out, but why did she risk her life to escape from Purgatory City later, waiting for Liangchenyue on Chengnan Street for more than a month. Wan Yanjin felt more and more that everything was related to Liang Chenyue, and it had a lot to do with it. Otherwise, why would the city lord of Purgatory City make such a contract with him at that time.

The person who killed her obviously deliberately asked Aunt Gu to finish the previous words to Liang Chenyue, and the latter words didn't want to be heard by Liang Chenyue, so he made a move at that time.

"No matter what tricks the Purgatory City City Lord is doing, it seems that he will have to go to the Blood Light Array again." Wan Yan Jin's deep eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, and he and Mo Bing glanced at each other. Mo Bing nodded, they had a purpose for letting Mu Yun come here at the beginning, Purgatory City was a bottomless pit, there seemed to be many secrets hidden here, and their unsolvable problems seemed to be the only way to find answers here.

Just as they were talking, there was a sudden noise from the right, and Mo Bing quickly rushed there, but it was a cat that dropped something when he passed by, and the broken porcelain pieces fell all over the ground. After Yan Jin also went over to take a look, the cat was scared away when she saw Mo Bing, and went through a small hole in the door of this store.

There was no sign of snow in Purgatory City, but the wind here was gusting and blowing, and the flags hanging outside the shops were also swaying in the air, which made it even more desolate and desolate, and coupled with the choking smell of blood in the wind, the environment here was simply terrible.

The cat had a piece of moldy pastry in its mouth, but threw it down when it was spotted by Mo Bing. The moldy pastry was black, and its original color was no longer visible, Wan Yanjin took out a piece of brocade from his pocket and wrapped his fingers, and then picked up the moldy pastry.

Mo Bing looked at Yan Jin thoughtfully at a piece of moldy pastry, and didn't dare to disturb it, just watched quietly. Suddenly, Wan Yan Jin seemed to have discovered something, threw down the pastry and Jinpa together, took a few steps back, and said, "Get this door!" ”

Mo Bing wondered in his heart, a little unclear, but he didn't think too much. He picked up the saber at his waist and struck at the lock on the door, and in a few moments the lock was split, half of it fell to the ground, and the other half went to the side with the doorknob.

The door was opened, and a foul stench came from inside. There are not many things in this shop, most of them are used to make pastry utensils, and despite the thick dust on the things, the things are still neatly arranged. What surprised them the most was that there were some messy marks on the ground that looked like a bag of things passing by, and there were also jagged footprints.

This is obviously a later footprint, because it was imprinted on the dust, and although a layer of dust had fallen on it, it was only a small hair, which should have been covered later.

After Yan Jin and Mo Bing followed the traces on the ground, the room was dark and dark, Mo Bing took out a fire fold and lit a candle flame to see clearly that the person who was thrown there was actually a person.

Her cheeks were discernible with her hair scattered, and beside her was a small pile of moldy pastries that she had just seen outside. Sure enough, it was the same as Wan Yan Jin guessed, how could a cat eat such a thing, there was really something else hidden here, but I didn't expect it to be a person.

Mo Bing hurriedly went up to help the man up, brushed aside the hair on her face and realized that it was not Mu Yun, and sighed with his hand under her snort, confirming that she was still alive.

"Young master, this is a woman." Mo Bing said.

After Yan Jin stepped forward to take a look, he found that this was not only a woman, but also an acquaintance he had seen. When she was in the Blood Light Array, she also pretended to be Liang Chenyue to confuse herself, but he saw through it later. It's just that she shouldn't be in the Blood Light Array? Why is this person so embarrassed?

"She is Tateflower, one of the three holy women." Wan Yanjin explained.

Mo Bing was shocked, he had also heard about the three holy women. With the division of the Desert Smoke Country, the three holy maidens seemed to have disappeared without a trace. They found out where the knotweed and sycamore were now, but they didn't expect it to be like this.

When I took the knotweed out of the room, I realized that the air outside was much fresher than that room.

When I got outside, I realized that with the help of the light, Tatehua's face was terrifyingly pale, like someone who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and once there was no blood, her long hair was messy, and she no longer had the same flowing as before. Mo Bing opened the kettle and fed some of the knotweed flowers, who seemed to have not drunk water for a long time, and drank very quickly when they came into contact with the water, and even choked.

Wan Yan Jin felt weird, shouldn't the knotweed flower be in the blood light array? She said it was hers, and she had to stay there to survive, and why she was here. There was not a single scar visible on her body, but it was so soft that it flowed there as if there were no bones, and the whole person was skinny and thin.

Tatehua woke up tossing and turning, her eyebrows narrowed slightly, and after seeing Yan Jin, her tears couldn't stop pouring out, and the grievances gushed out like a flood. open