The entrance to Upper Darkmoon Street is already quite secret, but the entrance to the Thief Road is even more secretive. Mo Qianying and Zuo Qiuyun followed the pickpocket, turning several corners before they reached a remote alley. Although the whole process made the two feel like they had gone around several times in the middle, they still remembered the general direction.

This is obviously on the southeast corner of Darkmoon Street, there is much less traffic here than at the entrance, from the time they enter the alley, to the end of the circle, you can clearly feel that the sound from outside is gradually getting quieter, and when they finally arrive here, they can no longer hear the voices from the main street.

Mo Qianying and Zuo Qiuyun exchanged glances, and then secretly turned on the function of recording the coordinates of Olga's ring, but the system reminded him that this was a private area, so all coordinate recording functions were disabled. Mo Qianying paused for a moment, then looked at Zuo Qiuyun, frowned and shook his head at him.

Zuo Qiuyun understood what he meant, and then spread his hands to indicate that his side had also failed.

"You don't have to waste your mind, this place will change positions every time, and you won't find it next time you come."

A low voice suddenly sounded, and the pickpocket leading the way in front of him was shocked, and immediately stopped and took a few steps back, not even noticing the two of them who bumped into Mo Qianying. His face was full of horror, his lips trembling as he stared at the dark alley ahead, and he was speechless because of fear.

"Let's go! But don't let me see you on Darkmoon Street, or I'm not sure anything will happen. ”

The deep voice continued to sound in the depths of the darkness, and the pickpocket who led the way nodded again and again, then pushed away Mo Qianying and Zuo Qiuyun, and walked outside with a crawl.

However, before the pickpocket could go far, his screams were suddenly heard. Mo Qianying and Zuo Qiuyun immediately looked over vigilantly, only to find that in the dark alley behind them, a masked man wearing pitch-black light armor slowly walked out.

Zuo Qiuyun's gaze fell on the dagger in the masked man's hand, and the blood on the blade was still dripping.

A low chuckle sounded again in the darkness, and the mysterious voice continued: "Don't be afraid, you two, this is just our normal process of cleaning up the portal, after all, we still have to be cautious in what we do, and the principle of dealing with this kind of traitor is not to be tolerated, otherwise no one knows who will bring people next time." ”

Mo Qianying's gaze always fell on the masked man, and he stared at the masked man for a long time, then a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then a helpless smile appeared.

"Remembered?" The masked man suddenly spoke, and although he was through the veil, his voice sounded very crisp, obviously a young man.

Mo Qianying nodded, and said helplessly: "So it seems that I have fallen into the net." ”

"So it's a kind of fate, right?" The masked man narrowed his eyes and seemed to be smiling happily.

Zuo Qiuyun next to him listened to the conversation between the two in the clouds, so he leaned on Mo Qianying's ear and asked in a low voice, "Why do you still know each other?" ”

Mo Qianying nodded, and then sighed: "It's because I know each other that it's more troublesome." The last time I met the senior of the Tang Sect in Flowing Desert City, it was the brother in front of me who fought with him and seriously injured him. ”

"He's hard to deal with?" Zuo Qiuyun saw the bitter look on Mo Qianying's face, and guessed something somewhat.

Mo Qianying glanced at the masked man, and then spread his hands: "The hundreds of people in the Iron Float Slaughter Brigade can't trap him, and he has scrapped several sets of Iron Float Heavy Armor, do you think there is room for resistance with just the two of us?" ”

Zuo Qiuyun was speechless for a while, and said angrily: "Sure enough, it's not a good thing to follow you, every time you can provoke this kind of opponent with combat effectiveness." ”

"I don't want to ...... either" Mo Qianying replied a little helplessly, seeing the masked man's eager look, he was also a little secretly frightened.

"Night Stalkers, stop making trouble, bring them in!" A deep voice rang out, stopping the masked man's further movement in time.

A hint of displeasure flashed in the masked man's eyes by the name of Night Stalker, but he didn't seem to dare to disobey the man's order, so he snorted coldly, then raised his chin at Mo Qianying and the others, and walked straight ahead.

"Let's go! Don't forget how that guy died. Mo Qianying whispered to Zuo Qiuyun, who was still hesitating, and followed the night owl into the darkness.

Zuo Qiuyun glanced back at the equally deep alley behind him, snorted for no reason, and then quickly followed behind Mo Qianying.

Unlike the dimly lit alleys outside, the darkness in front of you became more and more dense after entering this alley, as if a thick black cloth was shrouded in front of you, and you couldn't even feel a trace of air flow around you. In this darkness, apart from the footsteps of the night owl in front of him, Mo Qianying could not find any reference to identify the direction.

This kind of weird experience was the first time he had encountered it, and Mo Qianying still felt insecure, let alone Zuo Qiuyun who was following him. This guy pulled the hood that Mo Qianying draped behind the whole time, looking like he was afraid that he would be thrown off if he took it off, and when he made a few turns, he also pasted it intentionally or unintentionally, and he didn't have the momentum of being the master of the Seven Swords at all.

The night owl who led the way in front of him had a bit of a youthful heart, sometimes deliberately slowing his steps so that Mo Qianying and the others couldn't hear his movements, and then suddenly sprang out a few steps, pretending to get rid of them. However, no matter how he tossed, Mo Qianying could still accurately find his position, and he seemed to be bored with himself after coming and going, so he stopped tossing.

This section of the road is neither long nor short, and when a glimmer of light appeared in front of him, Mo Qianying glanced at the time of the system and found that only about five minutes had passed. However, along the way, he felt as if half an hour had passed.

As they approached, the light in front of them became clearer, and when they got closer, they saw that it was an ordinary window.

Seeing this scene, Zuo Qiuyun also relaxed a lot, and let go of Mo Qianying's hood. Mo Qianying glanced back at him with a smile, although he didn't say anything, but his meaning couldn't be more obvious. Zuo Qiuyun's old face turned red at first, and then he instantly put on an expression of ignorance, intending to act as if nothing had happened.

"That's it ahead, go over by yourselves!" The night owl in front of him suddenly stopped, then retreated to the wall to make way for the passage.

Mo Qianying looked at him, then at the window in front of him that shone with a faint light, hesitated slightly, but quickly strode over. The night owl's eyes kept staring at Mo Qianying's neck, licking his lips intentionally or unintentionally as he passed by, but he just stared at it and didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

Seeing Mo Qianying's smooth passage, Zuo Qiuyun's courage also increased, and he changed the Kunwu sword in his hand to the side, and then followed Mo Qianying. Only then did he realize that the palm of the hand he was holding the sword just now was covered with sweat, and the system faithfully simulated his physical reaction in a tense environment.

This kind of ghost place, I will never come back again!

Zuo Qiuyun swore silently in his heart.