He Xiaotian stripped off the messenger's clothes, changed into a black robe for him, and then carried the old man to the nearest inn.

Previously, when Qiao Da left, he turned into a breeze and followed all the way, figuring out the whereabouts of the caravan.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Qiao Da and others drinking wine and eating meat in a corner.

It seems that they have also finished delivering the goods.

The lobby of the inn was noisy and unusually noisy.

"Old Joe!"

He Xiaotian shouted at them.

"Yo! Adult, the second child adds a pair of chopsticks. ”

Three or two steps came to Qiao Da, and he whispered.

"Find a secret place, I have something to tell you."

Traveling from south to north, Qiao Da's complexion, which has lived for decades, has changed.

Mother!

This is getting into trouble.

"There's a room upstairs."

When the words fell, Qiao Da put down the wine bowl and told Xiao Liuzi to stay and say hello.

Then he took He Xiaotian and went upstairs.

"My lord, who is this man?"

The two of them walked into the room one after the other.

"Come and see."

"Ahh Messenger? My lord, what are you doing here? I have no grievances with you, there is no need to cheat me like this! Qiao Da looked at the familiar face of the old man, and he was about to be scared out of his urine. Everyone knows that the lord of Pastoral City is cruel and tyrannical.

Aren't you killing yourself by tying up his messenger?

Moreover, I'm afraid that we, the little people, will be wiped out together.

"No need to be nervous! Please, show me this person tonight. If there is a half-point spread pool, you must know your consequences. As for the ...... done"

"Rewarded?"

Qiao Da asked tentatively, daring to compete with Pastoral City, He Xiaotian must have no less power behind him than in this city, no matter how bad it is, it is only a little weaker.

For such a behemoth, there must be no less reward, right?

Actually, he would rather not be rewarded, but you want to go down on the thief ship!

What are you kidding, Qiao Da is sure that as long as a word pops out of his mouth, he can't say that he will be killed on the spot today.

After weighing the pros and cons, it is natural to make enough money.

He Xiaotian's eyes, hidden under the bronze mask, squinted at him.

You're beautiful!

"Nope."

Qiao Dahao took a breath and held it back, you are too fucking picky, right?

Let me carry my head to do the work for you, and I won't be rewarded for a single aura crystal!

"Take him with you when you leave Pastoral City early tomorrow morning. When the time comes, I will go to the City of Hundred Flowers to find you. When the time comes, your benefits will be indispensable. ”

For He Xiaotian's words, Qiao Da rolled his eyes, I believe in your evil.

Being able to survive this is the greatest benefit for me.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"There are some things you can't mix, and it's best not to know too much."

Qiao Da swore to God, if I could beat you, I would have to strangle you.

Since I can't get involved, why are you pulling me in?

Mader!

Can you do whatever you want if you are strong?

When the words came to his mouth, Qiao Da said.

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely watch him very closely."

"If necessary, you can send him back to the West."

After He Xiaotian finished speaking, he left without turning his head.

Qiao Da looked at the unconscious messenger and gritted his teeth.

He can choose to go to the whistleblower, and if the results go well, he may be able to receive a large bounty.

It's just that the brutal image of the lord of Pastoral City has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

What's more, who knows if He Xiaotian is watching him outside?

No, if you take a wrong step now, you will die.

Hold your ground for now, as long as no one sees the messenger when the masked man kidnaps the messenger, he is safe for the time being.

"I shouldn't have called him in the first place!"

escaped from the clutches of the lizard demon, but fell into He Xiaotian's black hands.

What the hell is going on?

Indeed, as Qiao Da thought.

He Xiaotian stood outside the inn, monitoring his every move.

In his experience point system, there is another big gold eater named [Simulation].

If you don't want to earn some aura crystals, how will you live in the future?

Therefore, He Xiaotian did not kill the messenger and killed people.

He was going to be transported back to the present world and sold to scavengers.

It's just that he doesn't know how long he'll be in Pastoral City.

With the time bomb of the messenger by his side, it is not safe.

Simply handed it over to Qiao Da and let him take care of it temporarily.

After a night's time, as long as he does not leave the inn in a proper manner, he will be considered to have passed.

If any of the caravan comes out before dawn, then don't blame him for his ruthlessness and kill all of them.

Qiao Da didn't know that he didn't dare to gamble because he was honest, and he was lucky to escape.

The next day, the sky brightened.

Qiao Da, who hadn't slept all night, suddenly found that there was an extra person in the room.

"Who?!"

He was nervous for a night, for fear of leaking the matter and ending up dead.

"It's me."

"My lord? Whew—"

Qiao Da breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was He Xiaotian.

At the same time, a heart was raised, the door and window of your room were closed, how did you get in?

"Old Joe, you are very good, you have lived up to my trust. Old man, since you're awake, don't pretend to be dead. Otherwise, what if you do die? As the words fell, the messenger, lying on the bed with a rope tied all over his body, sighed and opened his eyes.

And Qiao Da is complexion changed one after another, and his guess was really true?

The masked man was outside the inn, spying on him all night?

In an instant, his back was soaked with sweat.

Grandma's, with a thought difference, is actually separated from life and death.

"Heroes, heroes! I told you everything I knew. You don't have to, now we're grasshoppers on a rope. Can't run away from me, can't run away from you. ”

The old man's face hurts, do I dare to make a small report now?

It's too late to run!

Do you need to guard against me?

"Old man, I'll give you a chance to enter heaven, you have to take advantage of it."

"What is heaven?!"

“......”

Well, is it different from joking when you talk to a ghostly man about heaven?

"Fairyland, fairyland on earth, do you understand?"

"Don't make trouble, heroes, you talk to me about fairyland in this world? For me, if the City Lord's Mansion is not controlled by the City Lord, it will be a fairyland. The old man shook his head and said, "No.

The City Lord's Mansion was patrolled day and night, and there had never been any situation in all these years, and it was extremely safe.

Good wine and good food every day, and the monthly income is not low.

Compared with the 90% of the people in Pastoral City, the life of the messenger is no different from that of the gods.

"I'm talking about Wonderland, where there is no war, the country and the people are safe. There is no evil or weirdness, and it will not take people's lives at every turn. As long as you abide by the rules and don't do evil and break the law, you can live a happy life. ”

He Xiaotian's voice fell, and the old man and Qiao Da looked incredulous.

What about Nima, you say?

Who are you fooling?

How can there be a city in this world that you described?

The deceitful person doesn't even play the draft, and the bad review.

"Do you have anywhere else to go now? Even if you leave Madrigal City and escape from the clutches of the city lord. But you are old and frail, what do you live on? Hehe, I'm afraid that if you sign up for the army, no one will accept you. So you'd better pray that what I say is true. Otherwise, you will live a miserable life! ”

He Da Mangfu made a combination of punches, and the old man's eyes were full of stars.

Okay, you're a cow.

"Tell me, what else do you want to know?"

"Your daily work, the map of the City Lord's Mansion. Tell me 1510, after I solve this matter, I will go to Baihua City to find you and take you to Wonderland. ”

When the messenger heard this, he sighed helplessly and began to narrate.

Qiao Da always stood aside and watched coldly, do you believe what the masked man said?

This guy fooled me before, saying that he came to Pastoral City to take refuge.

And the result!

After a long time, it turned out that there was another plan.

Fairyland?

Immortal, your grandmother's realm!

About half an hour later, the old man sold the lord of the castle to the sky.

He Xiaotian focused his mind on the [Simulation] in the upper left corner of his line of sight, and lightly clicked.

The figure of the messenger appeared in his mind, and after the freeze.

The two of them saw that the masked man seemed to have undergone a baptism of time, and quickly became an old man.

“！！！”

The two of them looked like they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, so they didn't open their throats and exclaimed.

"After breakfast, leave Pastoral City quickly."

He Xiaotian's voice was exactly the same as that of the messenger, and it was exactly the same.

The old man's whole person was not good, and at the same time he had some confidence.

Qiao Da blinked, no wonder you dare to attack Pastoral City.

It turns out that there are still such means!

A gust of wind blew, and He Xiaotian's figure disappeared into the room.

The two brothers and sisters, the foreword witnessed how he left, and he was more confident that he could get out.

At least this ghostly speed shouldn't fall into the hands of Pastoral City.

In this way, the whereabouts of the two of them will not be exposed.

Early in the morning, many officials from the City Lord's Mansion began to order.

This made He Xiaotian feel more and more that the city lord of Pastoral City had something to do with the arrogant.

First is the square word, and then the ancient dot Mao of Huaguo.

All of them prove that the guys who founded the alliance hundreds of years must be from the present world.

He Xiaotian followed the old man's steps and staggered towards his official office.

According to the arrogator, he was the only one in the entire department, responsible for all kinds of secret reports.

It took almost seven or eight days for a little news to come, and it was very idle.

Of course, leisure is leisure, and this position is also the easiest to be slapped to death by the city lord.

After all, sometimes, the secret report does not necessarily deliver good news.

The messenger needs to translate some of the spies' information, and then re-enter it to the lord of the castle.

If He Xiaotian could find out the person lurking around him and leaking his entry into the netherworld in the previous information, he would leave immediately.

If not, you'll stay dormant until your experience points are depleted.

The amount of experience spent by the simulated old man is about two thousand per minute.

The rest of his experience can last almost two hours.

As long as it's not in front of people, he stops simulating and should be able to mix for a few days.

Entering the room belonging to the messenger, He Xiaotian changed back to his own appearance.

[EXP: 268000]

What are you doing in building such a big city lord's mansion?

Most of the time is spent on the road, alas!

It's not resistant.

He first swapped the candlestick on the desk, and the room was facing the wall of the doorway, and there was a clicking sound.

After the sound of gears turning, a black passage for one person came into view.

He Xiaotian followed the steps explained by the old man and passed without danger.

Inside, there are wooden shelves with dates marked with square letters.

Without saying a word, he just put it all into the storage space.

Who knows how many spies are planted in the city of Madrigal in the present world?

I simply packed it all away and sold it to a scavenger.

Unexpectedly, he was looking for revenge and planned to find out the person who harmed him.

As a result, the unexpected will make a fortune!

He Xiaotian swept through the animal skins all the way, and soon found the information that the old man said had been transmitted in the past two days.

[The strength of the mission target was too strong, and twenty fourth-grade great spirit warriors died. The captain of the guard, Iron Heart, was captured, and the target person then sold his body to the current authorities. It is recommended that the assassination plan be put on hold, or that the castle lord himself will be involved next time. 】

This piece of news, there are too few useful things.

After the four people stopped the sampling task, they each recorded the entire process.

There are not too many people who have access to information in this world.

"Alas! Wouldn't it be nice if the spy could now deliver information that could reveal his identity? He Xiaotian muttered a sentence and left the dark room.

"Whew!"

A stone pier resembling a small altar in the room suddenly burned with its dark green flames.

Immediately in front of him, an animal skin appeared.

“？！”

He Xiaotian was stunned, his mouth had not been opened.

Otherwise, why, after just complaining, the wish came true?

Of course, it is not certain that this animal skin is a message from a spy.

It is also possible that the Pastoral City is planted, and spies from other cities in the secluded world are coming.

He Xiaotian quickly picked it up and used the word analysis method to analyze the information.

[Lord of the City, your subordinates will launch a second mission to enter the Netherworld in a week. This time, the mission objective will accompany you again, please ambush in the place where Iron Heart and the others have failed, and kill the target. 】

After reading it, He Xiaotian took a deep breath.

I must be the reincarnation of Emperor Ou, a stone hammer.

Grandma's, it turned out to be you!!

You can't be impulsive, and you need to make sure that you return to this world.

If you kill your lover by mistake, you will feel guilty for the rest of your life.

After [simulating] being the messenger again, He Xiaotian planned to leave Pastoral City quickly.

It's just that he rolled his eyes, do you want to test the strength of the city lord?

Anyway, he has the wind and shadow of the transcendent saint realm, even if he can't run, he can still run.

Thinking of this, He Xiaotian smiled.

You want to kill me, right?

Walking away like this is inevitably not Lao Tzu's style.

Later, I'll give you a big gift bag to give you a taste of what it was like to be assassinated.

He Xiaotian picked up the wooden support, put the animal skin on it, and went straight to the city lord's mansion chamber.

In the council hall, the city lord, who was ten meters tall, sat on a chair and listened to the recent events in the city quite irritably.

The failure of Tiexin's assassination not only lost twenty fourth-grade great spirit warriors, but also made him sit at the peak of the sixth-grade high-end combat power, one of the four.

Can you not worry?

"My lord, there's news from the messenger again." A soldier walked in, his hands clenched into fists, and bowed his waist.

"Let him in." The city lord waved his hand, and at the same time rolled his eyes, or he would be killed today, and then replaced with a new messenger.

He Xiaotian walked in step by step.

"Hurry up!"

The city lord frowned and scolded sharply.

I was a little hesitant just now, but now I have sentenced the arraignator to death in my heart.

He Xiaotian hurriedly took a few steps and almost fell, looking like he was in the middle of his life, and half of his foot was in the coffin.

"Huh? Hum! A waste that is born from the tide of energy in this world still needs to be personally dealt with by the city lord. Waste, it's all a bunch of waste. Like that Ex, big shit. ”

When the words fell, he waved his big hand, and he was about to slap He Xiaotian to death.

"City Lord, there's still a piece of information here!"

"Oh?"

The ten-meter-tall giant stopped his giant palm.

Sure enough, there was also an animal skin inside the wooden tray.

He grabbed it and looked at it, but saw that it was not written in words.

Rather, it's a painting of a man in a bronze mask, wielding two hammers, hammering him in the waist.

"This?"

Without waiting to ask, He Xiaotian instantly burst out.

His muscles bulged violently.

The golden body has no cover, the protective copper clothes, the selection of people and devouring, the dragon and tiger protection, and the scorching sun.

From him, a colorful light flashed.

At the same time, the momentum suddenly climbed to the extreme!

The whole person swelled into a small giant of three meters and five.

One hand, two hideous and terrifying hammers, fell into his hands.

The rest of the people in the chamber have not yet reacted.

He Xiaotian jumped up and smashed the waist of the city lord sitting on the throne.

"Poof!!"