On September 15, 2505, the fourth star field, the planet Beta-4 C27.6F591 (Unknown).

There are ancient sages, saying: the five colors make people blind, the five tones make people deaf, the five flavors make people feel refreshed, gallop hunting, make people crazy, rare goods, make people do trouble. It is not the goal of the saint's belly, so he goes to the other and takes this.

But in this world, there are no saints.

Nero is well aware of this reality, mortals are only mortals after all, and mortals in the world are indulged in all kinds of desires. Even so, this sentence was taken as a creed and was taught to Long Qicong by Long Yuantian.

The cold wind was howling, Storm No. 4 was approaching, and darkness enveloped the entire city.

Shangjing Jiangbei, here is the slum of Shangjing. With the help of the brilliant lights of Jiangnan, you can barely distinguish some low tiled houses. In the dark, a little firefly flickered behind the window, and perhaps the child was still studying.

Outside a private orphanage, several black cars were parked haphazardly, the cars did not turn off, and the strong high beams of the headlights made people unable to open their eyes. Jiangbei is inhabited by peasants, and it is rare to see cars here.

The sturdy man in the black robe sat in the car, leaning on the comfortable leather seat, boredly spitting smoke rings, thinking about something.

His name is Hai Dafu, a cultivator in the body refining stage. He is a famous and authentic cultivator, not a human trafficker.

The air conditioner was on in the car, and a light rain had begun to slowly fall outside the car. The weather was bad, and he was not in a good mood, so he was even more reluctant to get out of the car.

The order of the new suzerain, he could not disobey. The new suzerain, powerful and cold-blooded. Although his hands were also stained with countless blood on the road of cultivation, he didn't seem to be qualified to comment on others being cold-blooded, but ......

Smack, a gunshot rang out.

He frowned, thinking to himself that the sound of the shot should not be heard by the military police. Even though he was relieved again, the one who turned his hand into the clouds and the rain in Shangjing. Moreover, the military, political, business, and cultivation worlds, the four realms all have backstages. It's so terrifying, a few military police officers are nothing.

Having said that, the Gar Empire in the east has been restless all these years, and the hostile posture is very strong. Now that Shangjing is about to face Typhoon No. 4, the Shangjing government seems to be a little nervous.

These days, there are a lot of police officers in the city, as well as the army to help maintain order.

But those are concentrated in Jiangnan to protect the rich, and their property, who will care about the slums of Jiangbei. In this kind of place, it doesn't matter how many shots the Four Phase Sect fires, right?

Hai Dafu thought so, but there was a complicated expression on his face. The reason why the Four Phases Sect is booming in Shangjing is only a recent thing. It was the new suzerain who caused all this. The fact that the Four Phases Sect has become a first-class sect in Shangjing is entirely the credit of the new sect master alone.

And the results of more than ten years of mixing between him and the old sect master are not as good as others' for a few months.

Is......

After a while, several people in black robes came out of the orphanage, and they were surrounded by a young girl. The girl took care of herself and opened the back seat door of Haidafu's car and sat down. It was as if he was in Nero's own car.

The fat man had to take a casual look at the back seat. But at this glance, Nero's figure was engraved in Hai Dafu's heart, and it was indelible. At this glance, the fat man's heart seemed to stop beating all of a sudden. I took a breath of surprise, but I didn't exhale for a long time.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, in the middle of cardamom, the girl looked out the window, dragged her cheeks, and leaned against the window.

Fair skin, warm as jade, white as snow. Just that side face makes people haunt their dreams. There were a few drops of water on the hair, but it seemed to be natural. The girl surrounds a unique and noble temperament, not vulgar or glamorous.

Flowers are metaphors for girls who are ashamed of flowers, not a hundred flowers are better than a hundred flowers.

"Brother, the cigarettes are gone." The younger brother didn't know when he got into the driver's seat and started the car.

"What?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, only to find that the cigarette in his hand had been burned, and the fire had burned to the cigarette butt, emitting a pungent smell.

The fat man lowered the window and hurriedly threw the cigarette butt out of the window before asking his younger brother.

"What happened to the gunshots just now?"

"Hey, a little ghost is disobedient, a dog, and the gun is broken."

He started the car indifferently and unconsciously glanced at the girl behind him.

"This is the last one, and it's time to make a difference. Damn, a poor ghost can give birth to such a good-looking woman, and Lao Tzu is almost distressed to death. ”

The fat head frowned, but he didn't answer his brother's words. He leaned back on his seat, thinking about something.

In the dark night, several small cars lined up, turned out of the alley, drove onto the winding Shangjing Ring Road, and slowly advanced towards the Jiangnan New Area.

He turned his head to look at the girl behind him again, only to feel as if he hadn't seen it before.

The girl's slender jade legs seem to be placed diagonally. The shirt could not hide her figure, which was plump compared to those women in the north, but her slender waist was like that of a girl in the south.

The weather is getting cooler, isn't it cold to wear so little?

The fat head couldn't help but think to himself, how this girl would be in a few years. If she wasn't wearing such simple clothes, what kind of beauty would she be? But I felt that even if she wore it like this, it was very appropriate.

Just as the fat man was thinking about it, Nero glanced at the fat head with his spare eyes, and his gaze had just made slight contact, and the fat head immediately withdrew his gaze with a weak heart.

The girl's eyes were beautiful, but the fat head seemed to see the churning flames in them.

That look, the fat head was very familiar, and he thought of the brothers of the White Tiger Hall. When the old sect master died unexpectedly, his brothers looked at him like this.

This year's autumn came a little earlier than usual, and the rain seems to be more frequent. The fat head has the impression that such a rainy day seems to have been with him all the time. Unlike his melancholy, the thin head of the car, his younger brother at the moment, is humming a brisk tune.

Back then, a few friends disagreed with the fate of Heaven and established the Four Phases Sect with their enthusiasm. Looking back now, it all feels like it happened yesterday.

After the "accidental" death of the old suzerain, his quasi-son-in-law succeeded to the position of suzerain. It's just that he knew the time later than the other halls, and the disciples of the White Tiger Hall were almost finished.

How did the old sect master die, the ordinary disciples in the sect don't know, can the Dharma Protector Elders of the Four Halls still not know.

Everyone knows it, and they just know it. No one mentioned it, and no one dared to go against that young man, and they were all congratulating the new sect master on becoming the emperor of the cultivation realm in Shangjing.

All "righteousness" was forgotten, and the last bit of voice was drowned out in the salute of the new suzerain's inauguration celebration with its own submission.

"Brother, are you still thinking about the dead brothers?"

"No, I'm sleepy."

You're right, and the brethren don't blame you.

The younger brother was noncommittal to the elder brother's answer. When it came to his mouth, he swallowed it too. He didn't want to delve into this issue either, there was nothing he couldn't swallow.

He unconsciously looked in the rearview mirror again, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

Along the way, it was the first time he didn't know either. There was only one girl sitting in the back seat, and her beauty made his heart ache too.

The more I look at it, the more I feel like it.

"I didn't expect such beauties to come out of the slums." He couldn't help but admire again, and asked his brother again, "Brother, why do you say the boss wants so many girls?" Do you like tender, aren't you afraid that your sisters-in-law will know? ”

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, it's not good to ask around."

"Hey, hey." The thin head smirked, and didn't continue to ask.

Rumors of this have long been spread in the gang, but they are just a little appalling and unbelievable.

The fat head seemed to be really tired, leaning against the window glass and rolling down the window slightly.

The cold wind mixed with a little rain poured into the car in an instant. The fat head didn't feel like he glanced at the beauty in the rearview mirror. It was as beautiful as art, pure and immaculate.

This was his only feeling, the new boss and the woman were more beautiful than the other, but compared to the one in the back seat, he always seemed to feel something worse.

Now the people in the west have transported the missiles under their noses, and the people in the official position are busy, and after the dots are in place, no one has the time to take care of the affairs below.

"Brother, do you think the west will really call? I heard that the missiles were all delivered to the pillow. ”

The fat head didn't respond for a long time, and the thin head turned his head to look at it only to find that the fat head had fallen asleep.

As a younger brother, he knows what his brother is like, and during this time, the elder brother has always felt guilty about the dead brothers.

I haven't slept for a few days.

The thin man glanced at the girl in the back seat, and this time he couldn't help but sigh and said softly, "It's a pity."

The sound was not loud, the wind was howling, and the rain was majestic.

The girl didn't react as if she hadn't heard the sigh, staring out the window at the Sky Tower, a landmark that was getting closer and closer, not knowing what she was thinking.

For a while, the thin man didn't know what to do, and he couldn't say something like "do you want to listen to some music?" The unclear embarrassment spread, and even he didn't choose to speak.

The sound of the howling wind, the majestic sound of the rain.

The convoy slowly drove into the city, which was more prosperous, but at night it was more deserted than the slums. There are only a few vehicles on the road and not many pedestrians.

Although the storm also had an impact, it was not the main cause. Ignorant people sometimes get more happiness, and that's probably what the fool's pleasure means.

Four cars stopped in front of the Sky Tower, where the Jingjiang River flows into the sea, and the Jingjiang Bridge flies over it. This is the heart of the new district.

The fat head was woken up, and the little brother immediately stepped forward to take the umbrella and the hall master next.

The other girls who were kidnapped in the car were dragged down by the other brothers.

All four girls were about 16 years old, with their hands handcuffed behind their backs and their mouths covered with special duct tape. Their clothes were barely neat.

Needless to say, this group of guys must have taken advantage of them and become more and more unruly.

They struggled as hard as they could, trying to stay away from the bad guys. Compared to the bad guys, the rainstorm is much more kind. Limited resistance is under control.

The fat man glanced at them, turned and opened the door in the back seat.

"It's here, come down."

The girl jumped out of the car, looked at the Sky Tower, and said, "Sky Tower, I've wanted to come here for a long time." ”。

Even though her hands were handcuffed behind her back, she didn't realize it at all, and it looked like she was putting her hands behind her back and going out for a walk.

The fat man's eyes flashed, and suddenly an indescribable emotion came to his heart. Maybe it's a discovery of conscience, maybe it's a whim.

At this time, Scar came over and said to the fat head: "White Tiger Hall did a good job this time, and these five are the last batch today." When the sect master succeeds in advancing to the Yuan Infant, he will be rewarded for his meritorious deeds. ”

"It's not five, it's four, over there. One left, I'll look for it tomorrow. ”