The night was like ink, and like smoke, thick and heavy with a hint of haze, and the moon and stars gradually faded in this inky night, knowing that they had completely disappeared. Even the city was silent, only the corner bars and the 24-hour convenience points were still stubbornly lit up for the night, and the cars speeding from the other side of the road from time to time were like an ephemeral flower at nine o'clock, only a moment of beauty.

Zhang Yue looked at the night and rubbed her sleepy eyes, such a quiet night should lie in bed and sleep well, instead of wandering on the street, and use your soul power. As the old saying goes, the moon is dark and the wind is high at night, and the sky is murderous and set on fire. But times are changing, and it's hard to find such a night in this society, because it's hard to find a truly quiet night.

"How to get there?" The nurse asked, they had been standing at the door for half an hour.

Zhang Yue could clearly sense the faint breath in his mind, because it was originally set by himself, but when he was about to step out to find this breath, he felt a little weird, he didn't know how to go, his soul power was like a net to open around, following the breath to spread little by little, and then he found that this breath was everywhere.

Zhang Yue suddenly opened her black and white pupils, and the eight hexagrams behind her formed a circle, with a black and white yin and yang diagram in the middle, and a circle of gold edges on the periphery. Lao Hei and the nurse also moved, sandwiching Zhang Yue in the middle one after the other, vigilant around.

As soon as the mission began, they had an accident. According to the plan, Zhang Yue didn't need to use her soul power so much, but should directly follow her breath and sneak over. The assassination should not have any power in the first place, Zhang Yue naturally knew this, but he still used his soul power with all his might, which can only show that the situation did not follow the prescribed route.

Zhang Yue did not let the soul power spread out, but confined it in his brain, and the wisp of breath that fell in his mind, he felt a hazy feeling, as if he had fallen into a mirage, and everything he saw had become vain. Zhang Yue's brows frowned slightly, her eyes became more and more condensed, her two fingers were raised together, and she waved forward, the black and white light flashed, as if the night was torn, and it was as if the white moon hiding in the clouds and mist was cut off, black and white were reversed, and it was impossible to distinguish between the true and the false.

Zhang Yue narrowed his eyes again, the yin and yang gossip diagram behind him also dissipated, everything returned to the same as before, and the moment he cut off the black and white, he saw a circle, a very big circle, "Old Hei, let me ask you, our Mirror Division also has a formation to protect it." ”

"Of course there is, in order to prevent ordinary people from entering by mistake, every Yin-Yang Division will have it, what's wrong? What did you just see? Lao Hei asked rhetorically.

"Is that formation going to encompass the entire city? And the formation shouldn't hurt anyone. Zhang Yuezhong's index fingers did not loosen and were still closed, which was a preparation for the battle.

The nurse said: "Of course not, it's just to protect and hide, what's the use of making it so big, and the alien people can't hurt people, this is an iron law." ”

"Then what kind of formation is this?" Zhang Yue pointed like a sword, carved a picture in the void, it was a huge circle, the circle was interlaced with countless lines, outlined into a complex picture, at first glance, life and life, look closely, but life to death.

Seeing this picture, Lao Hei and the nurse's faces changed, and when they looked at their feet, they seemed to be able to see the huge power surging underground. That quiet, but the power that can destroy the world.

The nurse took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in her heart, and tried her best to calm her tone, but when she spoke, there was still no way to suppress her anger, "It is a sacrificial formation, a long-ago formation, in ancient times, there were emperors who tried such a formation in order to seek immortality, sacrificing the lives of the people of the whole country and prolonging their lifespan." ”

"Disposable?"

"No, it's chronic, but it hurts the soul of the human being a lot, and the soul of the person who has been hurt by this formation is basically impossible for the soul to be reincarnated, because it is already mutilated, which in the current alien human world, it will definitely cause all alien people to chase and kill." The nurse said.

Zhang Yue smiled: "It's just the three of us now, don't think too much, let's go." ”

Zhang Yue took the first step, and the world in his eyes became a little clearer, and then, the second step, the third step, each step was more stable, faster, and not so hesitant, until he walked to the teahouse, Zhang Yue stopped. The surrounding environment also changed at this moment, the night was torn apart, and beams of white light penetrated in, illuminating the world.

"Here we are." Zhang Yue looked at the teahouse standing on the top of the high mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, and built against the sun, and breathed a long sigh of relief, he wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead, remembering the road he had just walked, his back was still a little cold, every step was between life and death, and he was carrying more than his own life, but also Lao Hei and his mother.

"Well done." The nurse stepped forward and touched Zhang Yue's head, "It's really grown up." ”

Zhang Yue said with a smile: "I have to run for three more years." What do you think? Let's go, it's time for us to collect the loot. ”

The three of them laughed and walked to the teahouse together, not caring whether the adult inside was willing or not, because in their minds, the adult should have died.

Pushing open the door, a faint fragrance of tea wafted in, but mixed with a rotten smell. Everyone covered their noses in disgust, this is the breath of death, and inhaling too much is not good for the body. At the counter, an old man with a withered description sat on a futon, his head bowed, his tunic was obviously one size larger, and he looked extremely funny on his body, and his chicken-like hands were still clutching a cup, and there was unfinished tea in the cup.

"Bai Xing, you love to drink Baihao Silver Needle the most in your life, and it is not unjust to die on Baihao Silver Needle today. Thank me, before I die, I can still let you drink a cup of fine white silver needles. Zhang Yue looked at the black tea leaves standing upright in the tea and sneered.

The nurse said coldly: "Don't delay the time, hurry up and do it, and take the head back to pay the errand." ”

Zhang Yue wanted to ridicule a few more words, but because of the majesty of the nurse, she didn't dare to say more, the middle index fingers rose together, the black and white sword condensed from the fingertips, and there was a bit of rhyme in the sharpness, "Black and white yin and yang, reversing life and death, yang to yin." An obscure spell spat out from between Zhang Yue's two thin lips, and the black and white swords began to buzz and vibrate, and the black and white colors were intertwined, looking like two dragons were entwined and biting.

"Die!" The black and white light streaked through, like the skinny skull cut off.

Bite!

With a crisp sound, the black and white light broke off, and the blade of the sword bounced high, piercing the roof, leaving a black and white vortex in the sky, swallowing up all the surrounding clouds and mist, shooting down a piece of daylight, through the hole in the roof, falling in the teahouse, and falling on the old man.

"I'll just say, how can anyone be so enthusiastic and give tea to me, an old man who has no power and no power, it's still such a good tea, hehehe, it's really uneasy and kind!" A pair of fierce pupils full of anger suddenly opened, shooting out two scarlet rays of light, which made Zhang Yue's calves and stomach weak, and he couldn't move all of a sudden.

The old man's figure skyrocketed wildly in the sun, and in an instant it rose to more than two meters high, like an iron tower, standing in front of Zhang Yue, blocking the sunlight, leaving him with only a shadow.

"You...... You're not dead? Zhang Yue's voice trembled, and the fingers pointing at the old man were also trembling.

"I'm punished in vain, and it's not your turn to kill." The old man pushed out a palm and directly slapped Zhang Yue into the air, hitting the wall of the teahouse, flying straight dozens of meters away.

"I'm an old ghost of Baihao, a white punishment, a judge who has just retired from the Lingdao League, in charge of the most cruel criminal law, I have been sitting in this position for more than a century, how long I have lived, even I don't remember, I only remember, I love to drink tea, I love Baihao silver needle the most, so someone gave me such a nickname, but no one has ever said that the old man who loves tea is easy to bully, young man!" The old man took off his tunic and bare his upper body, the muscles watered by the molten iron made him look even more terrifying, just standing in front of him, the nurse and Lao Hei both felt suffocated. In the quiet teahouse, the fragrance of tea wafts and dust, and a large hole in the roof shines through the light, shining on a large futon, lighting up the grains of dust and floating in the air, like fireflies. A sound came from the ground, causing the entire teahouse to tremble, and the floating "fireflies" were frightened and dispersed at once.

It's a pity that no one appreciates such a spectacle. But it doesn't matter if it's anyone, after all, they don't have that mood. When Zhang Yue was shot out, the hearts of the nurse and Lao Hei were a lot colder, and at this moment, facing the fierce white punishment, the two remembered the smell of death before entering the door, it turned out that it was not from the white punishment, but belonged to themselves.

"Withdraw!"

The nurse turned around and left, without hesitation. As soon as Bai Xing wanted to chase it, he saw a dark red flower blooming in front of his eyes, and then the flowers bloomed more and more, turning into a sea of flowers, drowning Bai Xing. The blazing heat scorched the skin of the white torturer, and the flowers were all flames. The nurse ran a long way up and down a few times, and then she turned her head suddenly, her hands poked out, black and white air currents gushed out at her fingertips, the nurse slammed on the ground, the earth shattered, stirred up smoke and dust, and then she took this foot as the axis, her body rotated with this axis, and her hands drew a circle around her body.

The sea of flowers suddenly burst, as if being grabbed by an invisible big hand, slammed it shut, turned into a fire crow, instigated its wings to fly forward in the wind, directly hit the nurse, and fled quickly with her, on the way the nurse reached out to pick up Zhang Yue, who fell to the ground and did not know whether she was alive or dead. The three of them were wrapped in the firelight, and the wind fueled the fire, directly tearing the sea of clouds, and in the blink of an eye, it became a small dot in the field of vision of white punishment.

"It's a tacit understanding, but this is my territory!" Bai Xing didn't chase after him at all, but stood indifferently at the door, quietly looking at the sky, and after a while, he saw the firelight in front of him explode, and the three figures scattered in embarrassment.

The nurse looked at the tea garden below, and her face was ugly. The flames on Lao Hei's body were extinguished, and the splashing of water was a girl in a floral shirt, who held a wooden scoop in one hand and a bucket in the other, looking at them coldly. Around her, there were many tea pickers, all of whom had fierce eyes. On the other side of the tea plantation, there is a small village, smoke rises, and figures come out of the low houses of red bricks and green tiles, holding all kinds of things in their hands, kitchen knives, spatulas, brooms...... These are their weapons.

Zhang Yue was caught by the nurse, and under some turmoil, he also woke up, but his face was like gold paper, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot, and he was not in a very good state.

"Looks like it's going to be planted." Zhang Yue smiled bitterly, "It's all my fault, I'm too confident." ”

Lao Hei wiped a handful of cold water on his face, and actually shook off the ice slag in his hand, "The plan was decided by us together, who is to blame, if you want to die, let's die together." It's actually not a loss to die here, how many people don't even have the courage to come here. ”

"Then kill it, and take a few more before you die." Zhang Yue smiled, put his two fingers together, and slashed, the black and white sword light soared into the sky and, directly the nearest white cloud split, he let go of the nurse, and stood staggering in the air, barely steady. Lao Hei also shouted, the flames surged, burning the ice slag on his body, he stood in front of the two of them, and sheltered them behind him with a pair of fire wings, which was what he often did.

"Come on." Lao Hei smiled, and with a fan of fire wings, a hot wind swept up, and he was like a meteor that swooped down, crossing a long tail of fire, and the bright man couldn't open his eyes.

The tea pickers lifted the buckets around them, scooped up a scoop of water, and sprinkled it into the sky, and the cold water jets dispersed, turning into ice beads, crashing into the old black flames, and rising up clouds of white mist. Subsequently, those unripe Qingqing tea leaves suddenly began to grow wildly, and the leaves flew out one by one, cutting the air, instantly dispelling the white mist, and returning the world to a Qingming.

The flame on Lao Hei's body had been extinguished, and he was carrying these tea leaves with his body, but just by fighting, he saw red, and blood splashed out of the wound, poured down, and fell on those tea leaves, and was absorbed. The tea leaves in the tea garden were cheering, as if they were longing for more blood, and they stretched out their branches one by one, breaking through the soil and winding around the old black covered in blood.

The wind blew under the nurse's feet, pushing her to Lao Hei's side in an instant, and he put his hands to the sides, and hurriedly propped up an air shield to protect the two, but it couldn't stop the entanglement of the branches.

Zhang Yue's footsteps swayed, after all, she was a step slower, but she still stepped on the gossip, her wrist shook slightly, and a sword slashed out, and the eight hexagrams were integrated into the sword light side by side, giving the sword light a little more flavor of the avenue, and chopping the tea leaves and branches in the sky. This sword completely emptied his body, which was already the end of the crossbow, and fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this, the nurse slapped her slender jade hand into the air, and the surrounding air flow quickly surged, becoming a part of her body, and scooping up Zhang Yue, who had fallen halfway. The nurse left Zhang Yue and Lao Hei in the air cover, and she rushed out and pressed her palm on the tea garden below, and the tea leaves that originally wanted to rise were pressed down one after another, and the strong wind pressure even blew over several petite tea pickers.

The village was also in chaos, a yellow-faced woman holding a spatula, attacked with one of the most pungent, scoundrel, and most untechnical postures, she squatted on the spot, and the ground under her feet had broken into a big pit because she couldn't support her accumulated momentum, and when her legs were straightened, she had risen into the air, and the spatula in her hand smashed down on the nurse's head.

The nurse only felt that the sky had collapsed, and she was facing a collapsed sky, she took a deep breath, her robe swelled, and the airflow around her suddenly quieted for a moment, because in the next moment, the airflow rioted even more. The nurse blew on the spatula that fell from the sky, but directly overturned the sky.

The was blown away and disappeared into the sky. The nurse also took advantage of this breath and smashed directly on the tea garden, her five fingers clenched, the qi rushed in her body, and all of them surged to her right arm, and the wriggling green tendons were like the vigorous branches of the towering ancient trees, revealing the taste of immortality.

Before the smoke and dust had cleared, the nurse's fist blasted out, and the wind pressure was like a cannon, and there was a loud bang, and the tea garden was razed by two-thirds, and the remaining third was only a few residual leaves, which fell pitifully on the soil.

Those tea pickers were all blown away and disappeared. The nurse panted, and with a casual move, she ripped off the air cover in the sky, Zhang Yue was still protected and lay in the air cover, and Lao Hei, who was pranayama, walked out and prepared to fight.

The smoke of the cooking in the small village rose higher and higher, and the villagers roared angrily, and they saw that all the tea leaves they had worked so hard to grow were destroyed, and they waved their weapons in their hands, and they wanted to rush forward to fight the three uninvited guests to the death, but they were stopped by a hand. The hand was large, thick, rough, like a stone, and it was the hand of white torture.

"If you have such strength at a young age, why bother to come and die?" Bai Xing didn't know when he had chased after him, and his figure was still tall, and he looked more and more majestic in the sun.

The nurse smiled: "It's just to collect money from people and eliminate disasters for others." ”

When Bai Xing heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "It's not worth it to die for money!" You are all young people, you should do something meaningful, assassins, killers are not such a popular profession, there is no future. How good is it to take the civil service exam, become an official, and mix an iron rice bowl? Not only will you have no worries about food and clothing in the future, but you will also be powerful and powerful, benefiting yourself and your family, so why do you want to work hard for a little money? ”

Lao Hei said coldly: "Everyone has their own ambitions, I just don't like the sour smell of officialdom, what can you do with me?" When Lao Tzu was a killer, he had already thought that he would die one day, so what did he do with so much nonsense? ”

"Young, young! Young people are full of enthusiasm and don't understand the cruelty of the real society. You are very strong, I like it very much, I give you a chance to soar, as long as you can submit to me, I can make you directly become the high-level of the Spirit Dao Alliance, the real high-level, not the high-level who thinks you are great if you have a gold card. Bai Xing laughed.