The crowd was diverging, and a tall Shura was approaching in the distance. What's more, he had a small team of men behind him, and when he swept his eyes, the army was neat and well-equipped, unlike ordinary city patrol guards.

Bai Ya's heart jumped: "Are you really moving?" What about Qi Huan and Shenghan? ”

"I don't know, maybe it was crowded and taken away."

"You go and find - no, let's go separately!"

Before he finished speaking, Jun Aoyan had already sneaked into the crowd immediately, and disappeared in three or two.

"Not necessarily." Frost Moon Jun still looked indifferent, "I don't think their outfits are ordinary people. Just right, ask them to lead the way. ”

Bai Ya felt that he was about to be mad, which was rare.

The six realms of impermanence are all one tendon!

He scolded in his heart, dragged Frost Moon Jun, and forcibly dragged him in the opposite direction: "Enter the palace to find someone?" I'm afraid you'll be separated before you see the Lord! ”

The good news is that Frost Moon Jun didn't resist anything. They climbed through the crowded wall and rushed back into the main road. really made a lot of energy, even if the inhabitants of the martial country were like paper paste in front of them unintentionally. I don't know how many people were injured all the way through.

The bad news was that the two turned their heads and found that the Shura of that team was all chasing after them.

Did they stay too long and be exposed to the sight of their pursuers, or were they the companions of men with weapons on their backs, and the target was too obvious? At the moment, there is no point in thinking about this question. They ran wildly in front with their heads shut, only to hear the Shura guards behind them whirring and shouting, and from time to time they blew a sharp whistle.

The sound was probably some kind of alarm. When Shura, who was patrolling the city, heard this, he immediately left the original route and chased after the two of them. Sometimes they were close, and the two of them were urgent, and Bai Ya inevitably waved his knife and forced back the surrounding guards. Fortunately, even in the country of martial arts, not the streets are full of martial artists who are not afraid of death. Most of them were scruples, and they didn't fight desperately, giving Bai Ya a chance to breathe.

After a little distraction, he noticed that Frost Moon Jun on the side was still not unsheathed. Even though some of the daring guards swung their weapons, the Frost Moon King only blocked with his scabbard. Those tangled rune strips looked tattered, but they were always intact, and Bai Ya could only guess that it was some kind of yin-yang technique.

It must have been a clever spell: at their most awkward moment, almost a dozen guards were haunted by them. Bai Ya almost thought that he had to act on the street against the officers and soldiers here. But Frost Moon Jun still didn't draw his sword, he only swung forward with the bladeless sheath wrapped around the charm.

The power that came out of nowhere, like a wave invisible to the naked eye, spread from the trajectory of the scabbard. One by one, the Shura city guards turned on their backs, and in this way they were lifted and the road reappeared.

Regardless of his surprise, Bai Ya crossed the mess and caught up with Frost Moon Jun in three steps and two steps. The latter said without looking back:

"There are more and more people in the neighborhood."

As they ran, they turned around, and the original group of Shura was still behind them, and even closer. There was no way, the two were staggered by the gradually increasing crowd. And the guards crowded in, and the inhabitants of the capital, as soon as they noticed it, began to make way for them.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to do it again." Bai Ya scolded, "It's endless...... Gotta lead them to the open! ”

"Do you care about this?"

Ignoring Frost Moon Jun's almost provocative tone, it was not easy to lure people away. For a while, many of the guards could not reach them, but it was only a matter of time. Bai Ya scurried around in the sea of people like a headless fly for a while, forced through the human wall, and suddenly disappeared in front of him.

He looked up and saw a high platform. The long-term running made the brain a little deprived of oxygen, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he leaned over and pressed his hand on the side of the platform, jumped up from the ground, and turned over to the stage. He didn't know what kind of venue this was, and as soon as he landed, he drew his knife and turned around and looked down. In the middle of the city, with him as the center, there was a sudden silence. Bai Ya's stunned eyes swept over the audience, they all opened their mouths wide, not knowing what they saw; When he turned around again, there were two people in the center of the platform, each carrying a weapon, looking at him with a stunned expression.

For a long time, one of them wiped the blood on his face and said in an unkind tone:

"Trespass in the ring, and don't you get out? Beware of the sword without eyes! ”

Sword without eyes? It's not yet time for someone else to speak to him. Bai Ya was in no mood to deal with him at all. He looked up and down slightly, then turned back to look into the distance. Those Shura were tall, but the capital of the Martial Kingdom was mixed, and in the crowd, he couldn't find any trace of them for a while.

He ignored the warrior who was fighting, but the warrior lost his temper and walked over with a knife: "If you don't eat and toast, then don't blame the punishment for the spicy taste of the wine......"

He raised his knife and slashed it at the back of the boy who jumped on the stage, and raised one leg with a grin, intending to kick the man off the stage. All they heard was a thud, and then the muffled sound of flesh smashing to the ground. Bai Ya slowly withdrew his scimitar and shook his head. What Shuang Yuejun said is right, these people who came to the stage to fight may have masters, but at least they didn't teach them to meet.

Thinking of this, his thoughts flashed, and he vaguely felt that he had forgotten something. The warrior who fell on the butt didn't allow him to think about it, sat on the ground and was stunned for a while, looked at the knife in his hand, jumped up suddenly, roared angrily, and pounced up with red eyes. Bai Ya naturally didn't tell him anything about his demeanor, and there was a fierce sound of swords and soldiers colliding, and he looked empty in the opponent's Wang Bafist, raised his knees, and kicked the person down.

The spectators below exclaimed. A person with good deeds boldly stepped forward, turned into the ring to look at the warrior, turned around and said loudly:

"Knocked out, knocked out directly!"

The crowd was in an uproar. Bai Ya just wanted to make trouble for himself, but unexpectedly, this group of people applauded:

"Young man, so beautiful!"

"Good, wonderful!"

He couldn't stop crying or laughing. Turning his head again, the warrior's previous opponent was still standing in place, staring straight at him. Bai Ya said evilly:

"What are you looking at, don't you get out yet?" Wanshulou

The man screamed, hurriedly ran two steps at him, hurriedly stopped, changed directions and crawled, and jumped off the stage. Bai Ya frowned, his eyes wandering through the sea of people, trying to fish out those Shura figures. What about them? Why didn't you chase yourself and ...... anymore

Where's Frost Moon?!

He was startled, and suddenly realized that it seemed that before he turned over on stage, he didn't see the other party's figure. He hurried to the other side of the ring to look around, only to see the crowd suddenly retreat, revealing the Shura guards in between.

Every guard held the pillar of the arena together. They shouted violently, pulled out those thick logs, and threw them at Bai Ya as easily as if they had pinched bamboo sticks.

The whistling wind and flying wood obscured his senses, and the sky was dark in front of Bai Ya's eyes. When the wooden pillar twisted and slammed around him, he heard Shura shouting as he rushed forward, and he was even more joyful than the audience in the ring, and with a raging anger:

"You run again!"

The four thick fences were deeply embedded in the ring, and for a while, with no chance of escaping them on their own. Even if he wanted to run from above, it was difficult, and the stump angle gave him nowhere to squeeze. Looking up, there was only a leaky light that had been cut into several pieces by the stake.

"Be honest, don't move!"

Bai Ya held his breath and did not reply. But he did quiet down. To be honest, struggling at the moment is just annoyed and unwilling. He didn't expect to be able to escape smoothly by knocking over this one of the guards. After all, this is not a lax class. Whether it is the gate of Senran or the guards who see it every ten steps inside, they are all explaining to Bai Ya that this place is the real prison of the Martial Kingdom.

He walked very deep before the guards locked him in an iron prison. Bai Ya shook the railing and shook it, it was very strong, not at all comparable to that class room.

If you want to get out, it should be a lot more troublesome. I don't know what happened to Frost Moon-kun......

Thinking so, Bai Ya raised his head. The man walking in the aisle, the figure, the thick gray hair, no matter how you look at it, it looks familiar.

Frost Moon Jun was also caught thinking about it. However, perhaps he was still thinking about seeing the king, and did not resist fiercely. Therefore, if you ignore the two guards behind him, who are also eyeing him, his posture towards the cell can be described as a leisurely stroll. After entering the prison, he still had the leisure to say hello to Bai Ya:

"Phew."

Bai Ya scolded Shengniang.

The guards who sent Frost Moon didn't leave immediately. He stood in the hallway and spoke with the jailer. Bai Ya vaguely heard him mention something about "Dianrong Guard", and asked someone to come to the prison to inspect it, and told the jailer to cheer up and not make any trouble.

It didn't take a good time to go to jail.

Bai Ya walked to the corner of the cell with a stinky face and sat down. Frost Moon Jun looked at him face to face, and he didn't have much expression. After a period of silence, Bai Ya said coldly:

"What else do you say now? This is a serious prison. I don't think any of us should get down to business. ”

Rao is frost moon monarch was also silent for a moment before saying, "No matter what deviation there is, I will bear it." ”

"You're carrying? What can you bear? Yes? Do you think I'm really afraid that I'll be arrested and dragged to kill us? Bai Ya suddenly got up and glared at his unwavering face, "We have been looking for someone for many years, and I don't know if we are dead or alive." You're delaying us, how do you want to take it anymore, help us find a group of dead people? Even if you are impermanent, what can you do? ”

After a while, he sighed and sat down slowly. Frost Moon Jun still sat there motionless, and Yun Qingfeng gently held his hands. After a long time, he was close to a statement, and almost complained:

"I don't want to be the six impermanences."

"So you escaped."

"I didn't run away."

He looked up and stared at Bai Ya with dark eyes. In the dim darkness of the prison, no light could enter his eyes.

"Say whatever you want."

"Whether I can break the spell or not, I will go back."

"How?" Bai Ya looked away, "What can you do when you see the monarch of the Asura?" ”

I asked him. Frost Moon Jun said calmly.

Bai Ya felt a faint pain in his brain.

"That's you...... Wandering here for a long time to collect tips, thinking hard about the supreme plan formulated for many years? ”

"yes." Frost Moon Jun nodded as a matter of course, still in a cold tone of indifference, "After years of understanding, I found that there is no other way. It's better to ask him directly, if he doesn't even know, at least he can find more clues for me. ”

"Aren't you afraid that they deliberately set a trap?"

"Why should I be afraid of anyone's trap?" Frost Moon raised her eyebrows.

I can't talk about it this day.