Chapter 37 Bull Head and Horse Face

The villagers in the town are all dead.

On weekdays, the long street with bright lights is buried by this night.

On the long and messy street, from time to time, there will be one or two huge car wheels lying horizontally, or a stall table that has been trampled and broken.

Perhaps, this was once a bustling shopping street.

Maybe there was once a lady Zhang who would come to this street every morning, set up a stall, and sell hot steamed buns.

Perhaps there was also a group of sturdy men who once pushed wooden wheeled carts to carry goods from the sea to the shops on the corners.

Perhaps, this was also a place for teenagers to play and play.

It's just that this most ordinary street scene in the world is now no one has destroyed it.

The teenagers in the team had stopped making noise.

Because they have never seen the suffering of the people, they have been able to understand the ruthlessness of this world.

Therefore, they can only mourn for these innocent and dead people in a silent way.

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A moment later.

A dull sound of "boom" came from a distance.

Shi Wuwei raised his head and looked at the night sky to the west.

secretly said in his heart, "It seems that there has been a battle on West Street!" ”。

All the people present were cultivators, and although their respective cultivation levels were different, they could still distinguish this sound that could only be made under the collision of two powerful internal forces.

And all the eyes of the people looked to the west with anxiety.

They wanted to know if our people would still be safe after the loud noise fell.

It's just that they are on the street, and there are all wooden houses and attics on both sides, so that when they look up, they can only see a little starlight in the night sky.

Soon after.

The people in front had already continued to move forward, and the people in the rear had no choice but to pack up their worries and follow forward.

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After bypassing a street corner and stepping on a long street again, I saw that at the end of this long street, there was a cloud of sporadic flames.

As the team progressed, the flames gradually amplified. It wasn't until the team stopped again that everyone could see what the flame was.

It's a raging fire.

In the flames that were more than two people high, there were layers of logs burning.

The fire and the log collided, and suddenly there was a crackling explosion.

However, with the appearance of this fire, everyone's hearts began to tense.

At the end of the street is a large and extremely spacious square surrounded by countless buildings.

There are a total of eight main streets in Nanyang Town, and the end of these eight main streets is this square.

The square is large enough to accommodate as many as a thousand people.

And this square used to be the place where the villagers of Nanyang Town set up a banquet for 100 people, and it was also a place for everyone to watch the drama at night.

It's just that on today's square, there are no good people.

Yes, just a figure in a dark red robe.

These people, one by one, lined up behind the flames.

The flames rose wildly, and the fire clouds on their clothes shone red.

Shi Wuwei frowned.

He knew what the patterns on these people represented.

Zoroastrian members believe in the power of fire clouds, which has long been known to everyone.

But it wasn't the congregationists who worried him.

After all, the number of these people is not much, and it is estimated that there are only one or two hundred at most.

And what he was worried about was the two figures standing on the east and west sides of the fire.

Because, he has heard about the deeds of these two people from the mouths of people in the rivers and lakes.

The people of the east, with their hair disheveled, their faces red and their ears red. Its stature is even taller than ordinary people, and it is extremely strong.

The man on the west side, with his black hair scattered behind him, had a strange long face, as if he had a horse's face.

He was only of average height, and unusually lean. It seems to be in stark contrast to the people to the east.

Wang Zhengnan's face was also extremely gloomy, he didn't expect Zuo Wuchang to let these two people come to meet him first.

So, he looked at the two of them and said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that after more than 20 years, the bull head and horse face have already taken over the position of the protector of the impermanence."

The bull's head in his mouth refers to the strong man with a red face and red ears.

But the other party has a more resounding name on the rivers and lakes.

The bare-headed bull demon, the sun is blazing.

The horse face in his mouth was only the lean man.

It's just that the other party also has a resounding name on the rivers and lakes.

The king of the horse, galloping.

In fact, as early as twenty-five years ago, he fought with these two men.

It's just that he didn't expect that these two people, who were mediocre in martial arts back then, turned out to be the two protectors of Zoroastrianism.

Yang Chi saw that Wang Zhengnan opened his mouth first, so he burst into laughter, and haha, "After Sect Master Zuo takes over as the head of the sect, these left and right protectors are naturally my brothers' own!" ”。

Shi Wuwei noticed that when this person was laughing, there was a trace of white gas coming out of his mouth and nose, coupled with his red appearance, he really deserved the title of his bare-headed bull demon.

Wang Zhengnan was far away, and he had no intention of reminiscing about the past, so he said in a deep voice.

"Left impermanence, where are the others!!".

In fact, among so many southern sects, the one that worries him the most is this Zoroastrianism and the impermanence.

is not only because Zuo Wuchang is a strong cultivator and is already the first in the south, but also because Zoroastrianism has always been unruly and cunning.

He remembered that twenty-five years ago, it was the former sect leader Tu Wanfu who instigated the entire southern rivers and lakes to break with the imperial court and their northerners.

Therefore, he was always on guard against Zuo Impermanence, but he didn't find the other party's figure. His heart will naturally feel bad.

After all, if Zuo Wuchang went to kill the heads of other sects, it would not be a good thing.

Yang Chi saw that Wang Zhengnan seemed to be a little anxious, so he continued to laugh and said, "Hahaha, Wang Daochang, Sect Master Zuo has an order, let my brothers and sisters take good care of you!" ”。

Wang Zheng's face sank again.

He knew that this impermanence must be procrastinating.

So, he didn't pay attention to this bull demon anymore, but directly turned his face sideways, and said to Shi Wuwei, "These two people will be handed over to me, and the rest of the Zoroastrian sect members will be handed over to you!" ”。

Shi Wuwei nodded solemnly.

He knew that the other party wanted him to lead the people of the four sects behind him to deal with those sects in front of him first.

And this matter, he thinks, is not a difficult matter.

If Senior Brother Wang could really defeat or stop those two, he was indeed sure that he would quickly eradicate those people.

After all, the number of the four sects behind him was twice as large as the other party. In addition, he didn't find that there were any masters in the sect besides the two Niu and Ma.

However, you, just as Wang Zhengnan's words fell, the horse-faced king on the west side of the fire, who had never spoken, stretched out two fingers, put them in his mouth, and blew hard.

"Huh~~~" a long, and similar to the sound of the horse's roar, sounded.

After the sound, Shi Wuwei heard the noisy sound of stepping on the roof tiles on the houses on both sides.

He jerked his head back and looked at the roofs of the surrounding rooms, shocked in his heart.

"..... this is .....".

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