"Stride, stomp." In Luoyang City at night, a crisp sound sounded on the roof of a house.

It was the sound of the tiles being trampled, and from the first click, followed by a series of rapid sounds. In this night, when the civilians in Luoyang City had little entertainment, when they all fell asleep, this series of redundant sounds woke them up.

It's just that when I heard the sound of the tiles in my ears just now, when the owner of this private house was faintly irritable, and was about to open his eyes, the sound disappeared again. After muttering a few words, he rolled over, and in the quiet of the night, the owner of the house fell asleep again.

"Stomp, stomp." The sound of the tiles, after disappearing here, reappeared on the adjacent house and became the most discordant sound in the quiet of the night, but it disappeared very quickly, and only a twenty seconds later, the sound appeared on the roof of another house.

This is a man in black, he seems to be hiding from something, his eyelids are beating faintly. Because the black veil covered one side of his face, it was not possible for others to see what his expression was, but the urgency of his hurried footsteps could be heard.

In Luoyang City, after nightfall, the streets are not empty. In addition to the husband, there are also those soldiers patrolling the city guarding the peace of Luoyang City, except for some people who can walk freely in the city at this time, for the common people, this time is already the time of curfew.

All abnormal noises, abnormal people, will be noticed by the patrolling soldiers. Even the common people who lived in the city were interrogated, taken to prison, and released the next day when it was confirmed that they were correct. Especially in the last month, this kind of patrol in Luoyang City has become more and more frequent, and the density has become very large, I don't know why, even some officials will be stopped by soldiers when they go out, no matter where he wants to go, there will be soldiers to send him back and record it. This means another kind of surveillance, so even the rich gentry, who can walk freely after the curfew, gradually do not choose to go out at this time, even if they go where they want to come back, they will spend the night elsewhere.

For example, Yicui Pavilion, which was originally just a place for these people to watch songs and dances and listen to small songs, has recently started a business like an inn. And it's doing well, and that's why.

However, no matter how dense the soldiers patrol the city, there will always be omissions, and those patrol lines, in the eyes of those who care, have become things to avoid them. For the man in black, who was running on the rooftops of adjacent houses, the patrolling soldiers were not his concern, he just needed not to slow down his speed, not to step on the collapsed tiles and sink his feet.

The current area has already been patrolled by the soldiers patrolling the city, and it has just been patrolled, and it will not be repeated in a short period of time. This is also the reason why the man in black ran here, he was followed by a man who was chasing him, at this time. If something happens, he's dead.

The wind kept blowing in the New Year, beating half of his naked face to the cold, and he became numb. Even his eyes narrowed unconsciously, staring straight ahead, and suddenly jumped up, stepping over the gap in the middle, to the roof of another house.

kept running, didn't dare to stop for a moment, only heard the sound of his own panting. The whole night, in the eyes of the man in black, was so lonely, he could only feel his own presence, and other than that, there was no one in the darkness that stretched out. But that's what makes it so terrifying, that it makes the man in black feel terrified.

The faint fear spreads to the bones and goes straight to the heart. For a man in black like him who sneaks in the dark, the darkness is his side of the world, allowing him to stay and walk at will. But at this moment, the man in black clearly felt that in the darkness that could give him a sense of security in the past, he could no longer feel at ease, and he always felt that under the cover of some nights, there were other eyes looking at him.

He hid by the night, and the man hid in the night. This time, instead of choosing to help him, the night black abandoned him and put him in the eyes of the man who was chasing him.

The heart was constantly beating, and because of the constant running, the blood was rushing, and the breathing became fast and rapid. The back is even more sweaty, except for this because of the long-term running, the body temperature has become high, and there is no longer fear of cold, and there is no other benefit.

"Where the hell is he?" The man in black's head tilted slightly to the side, swept behind him with the rest of his eyes, and turned around after only a few seconds, but in such a short time, it was enough for him to see the scene behind him.

Darkness, except that darkness is still darkness. Emptiness, except emptiness is still emptiness. There was no figure behind him at all, so where was the person chasing him?

He couldn't see it, and he didn't know that if it was someone else, then he might have felt safe at the moment. But a person like him, who licks blood with a knife and hunts prey in the dark, will never believe that the other party is so simply thrown off by him.

Because the other party is very strong, strong enough for their small team, the dark pile in Luoyang City, after the five people suddenly encountered, he escaped alone. As for why he fled? That's because he has to get the word out, and even if they're players, they have enough time to resurrect for a day. Even a minute's delay in the usual news may have unimaginable results, if it is a day at night, the men in black really don't know what this network they have laid in Luoyang City will eventually be torn into.

They have to plan, and they absolutely do not allow any problems, because once there is a mistake, then the series of ensuing changes is almost unstoppable. Because this is an enemy country, where is there a place for them among the enemy countries? The reason why they go unnoticed is that they are hidden in the dark. It's like a rat hiding in a stinking ditch, building its own network. If exposed to the sun, the network will have nothing to hide, let alone their identity, which is something that both the aborigines and the vast majority of players in the territory of the Han Dynasty will share.

That's why he can't die, at least not here. Since he has chosen to lurk, then he has to become a rat, become a cockroach, have a strong vitality, and live no matter what, until he achieves his goal.

When the other four companions were killed, he did not hesitate and chose to flee. There was no shame in that, because any of the other four companions would have chosen the same way. What is pride? There will be no revenge for a companion either. As long as the information can be delivered, as long as the secrets they carry are not revealed, this is the meaning of their existence, and it will never be most of the emotions that ordinary people have.

It's here, it's almost there. As long as you cross the empty street in front of you, you will be there, and once you get there, you will destroy the memory that has been left behind, and the information that someone has been paying attention to them will be transmitted. The other eaglets in Luoyang City will also be completely hidden, and the bureau laid by the head eagle will also be as hidden as possible, and the entire alarm level will be raised.

At that time, no one would have found them so easily. Even if it's a mouse, even if it's a cockroach, something inconspicuous in the eyes of others, such a humble life has its meaning of existence!

Stepping out in front of him, his whole body fell downward, and at the moment he was on the ground, the whole body of the man in black rolled with it, transmitting the force of falling from a high place, and the damage to his body was minimized.

This is a game, you can jump high and high and jump down directly, and he can't afford the possible damage, so he can only choose such an embarrassing posture. In fact, such an embarrassing posture is the most correct and safest choice, otherwise he would not have to remember this way of dealing with it.

Immediately he got up, and after a series of movements, he continued to run forward. As long as he ran past this open and empty area, then he would be able to choose a dignified death. Although death is never dignified, how can it be considered decent to be killed by someone and have no way to resist, and to hurt the enemy in the slightest?

Suddenly, he stopped, and his whole body was stunned. In his field of vision, in the direction he was about to go, a light suddenly appeared, and after a moment of light, that person appeared.

Dressed in white, extremely elegant, compared to his black clothes, he is even more eyed in this dark night. But that's exactly what he does, that's why he is unwilling, he is so familiar with the night, but unconsciously, it has become the opponent's home and is occupied by the other party.

So where exactly was he just now? Such a white robe, in the darkness, no one should ignore it, and he should be able to see it. But he didn't see it, he didn't see it all the time, he didn't even find the slightest thing, and he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes with his eyes.

"It's ridiculous." Shaking his head, forcibly suppressing the despair in his heart, his eyes became extremely sharp, and the dagger in his hand was raised, horizontally in front of him, making an attack posture.

The next moment, he rushed out, and with his fastest speed, the dagger turned into a shadow. Disappearing from the darkness, it suddenly appeared, and the cold light of the dagger swept towards the neck of the enemy.

However, he saw a more brilliant light, occupying all vision, the cyan, extremely cold. In an instant, the darkness around it illuminated.

The man in black paused, lowered his head with difficulty, looked at his abdomen, and smiled bitterly. The man in front of him was long gone, but appeared behind him. In an instant, his dagger could not reach the other party, but the opponent's sword left a huge gap in his abdomen, tearing all the intestines in it, bringing out a cross-stream of blood.

He saw blood, red blood, on his black garment, staining it through, and falling drop by drop, leaving a trail of blood on the stone slab where he was standing at his feet. Life was being quickly withdrawn from his body, no matter how unwilling he was, the body of the man in black could only fall like this, and his body was attached to the cold stone slab.

The slate is very cold, and he will gradually become cold, as cold as this slate. His lips curled, he still wanted to say something, his eyes looked ahead, looking at the target that was close at hand, but there was one more person in the middle to block it, and he finally had no way to cross over.

"Tick." The blood on the sword flowed down the blade, eventually becoming a drop of blood at the tip of the sword, falling downward, finally making a soft sound as it collided with the stone slab.

Without the slightest change in his complexion, Yun Ting turned his head and stared at the dark corner behind him. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and the Qingyu sword was inserted under his back with his backhand, and it entered the scabbard.

Dark? What is darkness called? Darkness is the presence of darkness in a corner that no one else can see, whether it is in the light or in a place that is originally dark. No matter what you are wearing, you can hide in the darkness, breathe with the pulse of the darkness, and become a part of the darkness.

It's not about hiding, it's about being a part of it. This is the state of dreamers like them, when they perform tasks in reality, they cannot be dark and unified, and most of what awaits them is death.

This man in black is kind of interesting, but it's just a little bit. Compared with the man in black, Yun Ting paid more attention to the shadow of the Killer Building that appeared in the Battle of Guangzong, which was the master of darkness in the game in his previous life, the first killer organization, the Killer Building.

How many months? It's been a time since I was in Luoyang City, and even Yun Ting didn't know much about it, but everything has long been different, and the world has been turned upside down. And now, the upheaval will begin again, and what will come this time will not be what many conspirators would like to see?

"Of course, that's what you'd like to see, right?" Yun Ting muttered to himself, and the figure of Zhang Jiao appeared in front of his eyes again. That way, the light and shadow that can be seen inside and outside the city of Guangzong.

In front of the corpse of the man in black, the direction in which his last eyes were looking, and the corner where Yun Ting was looking, walked out of another person.

"Let's go." Oneiroi said simply, flung the things in his hand forward, and the heads were thrown out, gurgling and rolling on the ground.

The night was still so long, and they could not rest.