"Janissary, where are you going?"

On the side of the guard post under the big sun, a third-class city guard was bored and poked the ants on the ground with the tip of his spear, and when he saw the fully armored battlefield guards coming out of the city, he hurriedly stood upright, and said hello when he passed.

The janissary didn't care, leading the expressionless war slave and escorting the tall man with rags and sleeves towards the outer city. The castle guard turned his head in a smug manner, hiding his embarrassment.

The detained person was Qi Yu, although he couldn't see the road clearly, but the gentle slope and the greeting of the city guards all showed that he was being escorted out of the city. The husband was not guilty, he was robbed of his helmet and sold into slavery to extract the last drop of value, Qi Yu sneered, but was heard by the war slave behind, and smashed the butt of a gun on his back.

There was a piercing pain in his back that had not been injured for a long time, and Qi Yu's eyes were dark, but he didn't care much. Not surprisingly, these people are going to be disappointed.

That Pei Wang Dashang had stayed in the sewer forever last night, and if he could still come out and buy himself today, it would be really a ghost. And the female warrior who turned over and had the same name as his wife was right next to her, although the blue crystal was missing with the carriage. But Qi Yu was sure that she was nearby.

In the conversation with the group of Ed little guys, those little guys didn't mention the carriage and the female warriors, and Qi Yu didn't ask about it. Presumably, those little guys knocked themselves unconscious and were busy running away, how could they care about the carriage and the blue crystal on the car, and it was even more difficult for the little ones to feel at ease when they mentioned these in yesterday's scene.

The carriage and the blue crystal are missing, and the most suspicious ones are those who sent themselves into the palace.

Originally, I wanted to settle down and check slowly, but just now Qi Yu found a familiar scene in the barracks, after the chief of affairs who seized the helmet went out, a line of footprints came in, printed on the water-stained ground, which was clearly visible, but these fools who betrayed and kidnapped themselves were consumed by the desire for profit, and they didn't realize it at all.

The female warrior of the Praetorian Guard with the same name as the queen is one of the few acquaintances of Qi Yu in this royal city, and the tragic scene when he met again in the post station and his subsequent disappearance, Qi Yu thought that he would never see her again, but he didn't expect that there was a possibility of reunion. After thinking about it, this is one of the few good things since entering the capital.

The only thing to do now is to follow this group of profit-hungry people to the territory of Pei Wang's big businessmen, touch the bottom of the dark world here, and remove some hidden dangers for those little guys by the way.

With that female killing god here, it will definitely not be too boring today, but the old eagle here is too annoying, and he is a little frustrated along the way. A sneer appeared at the corner of Qi Yu's mouth, and his blood was actually a little burning.

The distance was not close, Qi Yu felt that he had turned several alleys, walked through the sandy and gravel river beach, and finally smelled the slightly fishy water vapor, heard the sound of the river waves hitting the shore, the crisp cry of the water birds, and the neat trumpets of the boatmen.

Aggressive, after walking through a section of wooden pedals, Qi Yu's eyes darkened, this is entering the house.

The footsteps stopped, the clothes covering his head were suddenly taken away, Qi Yu's eyes suddenly lit up, and a tall brick and wood warehouse appeared in front of him.

Unlike the residents' bungalows, this warehouse has a distinctly high cross ridge. The small half of the roof in the middle is hollow and transparent, and another layer of roof is erected directly above the hollow place to facilitate light and ventilation.

There are railings on the four sides of the hollow part, and there are constantly walkers walking back with spears and bows, guarding the surroundings and below. A lot of light is dropped from the sky, and the warehouse is very well lit.

Qi Yu looked around, and the dense and neat goods were placed along the wall, and in the middle was a table made of thick painted red-colored ship's gangway, the table was full of spears, sticks, knives, guns, bottles, jars, bowls, and lamps, and at the top of the table was a chair with a huge rudder as a backrest, and the rudder was golden and red.

Next to the eye-catching chair, there was a person standing, dressed in black and wrapped in black, with a gray mask, under the light sprinkled above, the dim mask pattern, reflecting the flickering eyes, staring at Qi Yu in front of him.

Qi Yu's face did not change, but he was shocked in his heart, the person in front of him was not Pei Wang Dashang, wasn't he killed in the belly of the fat insect Xia Luoluo after being stabbed by himself last night, how could he come back from the dead now.

Before Qi Yu, who was undecided, had not yet made up his mind, he felt a burst of hot spray on his head and neck, sticky and fishy. Without waiting for Qi Yu to react, a few dense pieces of warm heat sprayed on Qi Yu's body. Qi Yu's upper body was torn off his clothes, and he was completely drenched with hot and humid viscous liquid, which slowly soaked under Qi Yu's feet and floated up with an even thicker fishy smell.

Then there were a few knocks, and they came from the wooden floor behind him one after another, and several heavy cloth bag-like things pounced on his body, slippery, and slowly slid down, giving Qi Yu a layer of goosebumps directly on his body. The movement and fishy smell behind him clearly told Qi Yu what had just happened.

This is the hands-on? As soon as Qi Yu's thoughts arose, he found that the guard in front of him moved, and before the guard could raise the disciple in his hand, the huge body of the spear was fiercely restrained by something invisible.

The sound of rapid breathing came from the Praetorian Guard's sealed visor, the trembling sound of the armor of both hands desperately lifting up and struggling out of the ropes, the fingers pressed on the disciple's safety bolt were pressed tightly against the gun magazine by something, the armor on the finger bushes was slowly twisting and deforming, and the bushings were constantly making strange slippery sounds.

"Ahh The Praetorian suddenly seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his body suddenly leaned back, and there was a sound in the field like the ice cracking under the ice, and the guard's arm was bent at an incredible angle at that moment, and continuous blood oozed from the crack in the arm.

And the finger that was pressed on the receiver, with the entire outer armor into a piece of iron, attached to the disciple's receiver, the whole receiver bent and cracked inch by inch, and the loaded steel needle was constantly squeezed out with the bending of the receiver, and fell to the ground with a clang.

The disciples were let go and fell to the ground. The Praetorian Guard's whole body was unbalanced, lying on his back in a pool of blood, whimpering and panting in his visor, and then invisible footprints stepped in front of the Praetorian Guard, imprinted on the Praetorian Guard's erected neck armor with a sticky liquid, but before the Praetorian Guard's moving left hand moved to his neck, the crisp sound had already come from under the severed neck armor.

The guard was silent, the footprint was folded, and passed behind Qi Yu, as soon as Qi Yu's hand was released, the red mark had already reached Pei Wang, who was suspected of being resurrected.

Qi Yu was a little anxious, this female killing god hadn't killed enough, and he didn't ask Pei Wang if he still had something to say. But when he saw that Pei Wang Dashang, he bowed down solemnly to the place where the blood mark had stopped, and then knelt down on one knee.

His tongue twitched in his mouth, and the words that were about to rush out were forcibly taken back by Qi Yu. Qi Yu narrowed his eyes and roared in his heart, what the hell is going on?!

The scene was a little stagnant, and the shackles around him had been shattered, but Qi Yu couldn't act rashly, and the cold sweat and the fishy sticky slip were clinging to Qi Yu's body.

Outside, the boatman's horn and chirping are still clear; The quack funeral report also hovered in the air outside, but the cold and snowy in this warehouse seemed to be another world.

The silence was broken by the clattering of chains, and the sound came from the top of the warehouse.

Qi Yu looked up, and the walkers who patrolled and monitored above had come down from the ladder attached to the wall at some point, divided into several waves, and stood in the dark corner of the warehouse, turning the huge sprocket, pulling the iron chain, and slowly opening the dark and huge top cover on the second floor of the warehouse.

As the roof was removed, the sky in the warehouse was bright, but the sunlight was no longer clear, and a large cloud of mist rolled up in waves, pouring down from the top of the warehouse, which was now almost half opened.

In the thick fog, the kneeling figure in front of him gradually became hazy, and it seemed to rain under the thick fog.