To get to the Gale Mouth, you have to go through Gale Town.

Windy Town is a small town of only 20,000 people, although the town is not large, but it can be neatly planned. There is a main street in the town, three zhang wide, paved with bluestone. The shops on both sides are next to each other, and there are those who sell rice, noodles, tea, and rice...... Pick-and-pick, burden-bearer...... Although the sun is about to set, the clamor is still endless, and it seems to be very prosperous.

A convoy of horses and chariots, tall wildebeests and wide two-wheeled vehicles, was passing through Gale Town at the moment. The wheels pressed against the bluestone, making a creaking sound.

The townspeople couldn't help but look at the carriage, and suddenly found a big flag with gold trim on a red background, and four big characters on the flag - Fuwei Dart Bureau.

Everyone who saw it was in awe.

"Drive," four fast horses galloped from the rear of the convoy, their hooves stepping on the bluestone slabs, making a crisp sound of "da-da-da, da-da-da".

"Who's it, aren't you afraid of bumping into someone?"

"That's it, they're all in town, and they're riding so fast, they're going to die!"

Vicious language was applied to the man on horseback.

When he saw the badge on the chest of the horseman, he immediately shut down, lest he slow down, and he would encounter flying trouble.

Immediately sat four men in black suits, wearing hats, unable to see their faces clearly, and on the half-foot-wide demon beast belt, twelve flying knives were neatly inserted, each of which was shiny and shining.

All four wore a badge on their chests, a palm-sized badge with a blue background and a white eagle's head on top of it, with bright red blood drops dripping from the eagle's beak.

The man on the horse didn't speak, and the black, yellow, and blue magic pupils emitted three rays of light, and glanced at the mouthy man who spoke the most.

With just one glance, those talkative people immediately felt a cool breath coming out of the back of their necks and quickly permeating their bodies.

The man trembled even more, then immediately bowed with his eyebrows lowered and clasped his fists in apology.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the mouth of the first person, and when he raised his hand, a silver light flew out, and the hat of the person who bowed his head was blown away by a strong wind, and it was nailed to the beam of the street shop with a "bang", and the hair was scattered, and a piece of scalp the size of a copper coin fell to the ground with the hair, and the red blood gushed out from the place where the scalp fell, and instantly flowed all over the face.

"Thank you for not killing!" the man's head was so low that he was about to touch his crotch, but he let out a sigh of relief, and a smile immediately overflowed on his face. His face was covered with blood, and his cloak looked terrifying, but no one laughed at him, on the contrary, they were all happy for him.

The horse did not stop, and with a move of the man's hand, the white light appeared in his hand again, and with another movement, it turned into a flying knife that flashed with cold light, and inserted it back into the knife bag.

This hand, not only the people in the town were silent, but even Mu Zifeng was secretly surprised when he saw it.

When the man at the head reined in front of the convoy of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, the horse made a circle, and the horse's head rushed to the front of the wildebeest, and stopped, forcing the wildebeest pulling the cart to raise its neck high, and "smack" a chirp.

The man tilted his head meaningfully to glance at the flags of the convoy and the Fuwei Dart Bureau, turned the horse's head, and quickly disappeared into the hazy night.

"Who the hell is this, so capable of pretending?" Mu Zifeng said mockingly to Moorman, who was showing half of his head from the car.

"Brother Zifeng, be quiet. Moorman copied around for a while, seeing that no one was paying attention, and then continued: "They are the people of the Eagle Knife Gate, not to be messed with!"

"What is the Eagle Knife Gate?"

"The Eagle Knife Sect is not a thing, but a sect, a very big sect. Moorman patiently explained to him.

"Who's more powerful than the Earth Hell?"

"It's not compared, the strength may be about the same, the masters of the sect are all fifth-order great magician cultivators. However, in this tuyere area, if the Eagle Knife Sect is second, then no sect dares to call itself the first. ”

"So powerful?"

"But no, I heard that the people of the Eagle Knife Gate are good at using hidden weapons, and it is as easy as probing to retrieve people's heads within a hundred steps. ”

"Hidden weapon, it's kind of interesting. Mu Zifeng remembered his flying needle, isn't it also a secret weapon.

"What is the relationship between the Eagle Knife Gate and the Fuwei Dart Bureau?"

"It has always been the water of the well that does not interfere with the water of the river. ”

"That's right. Mu Zifeng touched his chin.

"By the way, Brother Mo, let's stay in this Gale Town tonight. ”

"Didn't you say that the wind is blowing, how can you ......?"

"I think it's a lot of excitement, so let's stay here for one night. ”

Moorman quickly found an inn and settled down.

All the dart masters lived in the carriage all the way, and now they live in the inn, they can't help but drink and carnival, guess the boxing order, and some people called the Qinglou woman, for a while, Yingying Yanyan, but also lively.

In the middle of the night, a dark shadow disappeared into the night.

Early the next morning, the dart masters reluctantly got up and came to the carriage, only to find that the carriage was empty, and all the magic crystals were gone.

"Big Dart Master, no, our magic crystals are gone!"

"What? The crystals are gone?"

Moorman got up from the bed and pressed his head, he had drunk a lot of wine last night, and he was still drunk.

But he couldn't care about so much, he came to the dart car in three steps and two steps, reached out and lifted the curtain, and found that the car was empty, and there was still the shadow of the magic crystal.

More than a dozen cars in a row, all of them.

He almost sat on the ground, and there was no magic crystal, so how could he explain to the Fuwei Dart Bureau.

"Boss, shopkeeper!" roared Murman.

A fifty-year-old man with a height of only one meter six ran over in a hurry.

Moorman grabbed the man's collar by the neck, "Old thing, old man's thing was lost in your store, you say, what should I do?"

"Lost?" the boss had already learned what had happened from the shopkeeper's mouth, but he pretended to be confused.

"What kind of grandson are you pretending, Lao Tzu's things were lost in your shop, if you don't say a meridian today, Lao Tzu will skin you raw!" Murman waved his hand and slapped the shopkeeper in a hurry.

With a "snap", half of the boss's face suddenly swollen and blood-red.

"Uncle is angry, this is really none of the little old man's business. The shopkeeper covered his cheeks with his hands, his lips pursed, and he looked aggrieved and pitiful.

"Fuck off!" Murman kicked him away, but the anger on his face grew even bigger.

He was like a headless fly, stumbling around......

"It's all my fault, it's too careless, I shouldn't have let those brothers who are on duty also go to drink!" he let go of the shopkeeper, ruffled his hair, his face full of remorse and self-reproach.

Last night, the six dart masters who were supposed to keep vigil also sighed on the sidelines.

The shopkeeper took advantage of Moorman's inattention, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and quickly slipped away.

"It must be the damn Yin Mountain Shuangsha, these two old ghosts, if they can't do it, they will come to Yin, it's really not a thing!"

Moorman gritted his teeth with hatred, hated to crush his teeth.

But he couldn't do anything.

"Brother Zifeng, what can I do about this!" As soon as Moorman saw Mu Zifeng, who was walking with his little hand behind his back, he suddenly stepped forward like a life-saving straw, crying and mourning, and was so aggrieved that he almost burst into tears.

"Brother Mo, didn't you say that this place is under the jurisdiction of the Eagle Sword Gate, if something so big happens, they should always behave, right?" Mu Zifeng said lightly.

"Eagle Knife Gate...... yes, how did I forget about this stubble?" Morman slapped his thigh and woke up like a dream, "Let's go and reason with Eagle Knife Gate." ”

Out of Gale Town, less than ten miles to the north, a huge eagle-shaped gatehouse appeared in front of everyone's eyes. The gatehouse is sixty zhang high, and there are three big characters on it: Eagle Knife Gate.

Facing the gate is the eagle's big mouth, white teeth, exposed, a pair of eagle eyes, looking down on everyone, making people feel their scalp numb and chills all over their bodies.

"Stop, who is it? This is the important place of the Eagle Knife Gate, go further, don't blame us for being polite!" As soon as the group walked to the front of the gatehouse, three men in black suits suddenly jumped out, each wearing the badge of the Eagle Knife Gate on their chests.

"Hello three little brothers, here is Moorman, the master of the Fuwei Dart Bureau of Mosa City, asking to see your master, Lord Qiu. ”

Moorman clenched his fists in salute.

"The people of the Fuwei Dart Bureau of Mosa City?" The three of them glanced at each other, and a strong man with two-colored demon pupils stepped forward and arched his hand casually, "Wait here, but the master of the door can't see you, just look at your creation!"

"Please also ask this little brother to be the master of the Ming Sect, just say that the Fuwei Dart Bureau has 100 million low-grade magic crystals that have been lost in Gale Town......" Mu Zifeng took a step forward and arched his hand.

"What? 100 million magic crystals, lost?" The strong man couldn't believe his ears, 100 million magic crystals, I'm afraid the entire Eagle Sword Gate doesn't add up to so much, right?

"Moreover, before the magic crystal was lost, the last person to see the magic crystal was the strong man of your family......"

"Sizzle," the strong man gasped, this is a visit, obviously the Xingshi is asking for guilt.

"Wait!" he said, and the man had disappeared ten paces away.

"Brother Zifeng, such a big thing, it's easy to say it, okay? and...... And also put this account on the head of the Eagle Knife Gate......" Moorman looked at Mu Zifeng, his eyes full of doubts.

"Don't worry, Brother Mo, Zifeng knows it. Mu Zifeng smiled indifferently.

"Master Mo, the master of the door is invited!" After waiting for less than a stick of incense, the strong man came back and brought a message from Qiu Shenghong, the master of the Eagle Sword Gate.

Mu Zifeng and Moorman walked into the eagle's beak. Others remained outside the Eagle Knife Gate.

The Eagle Knife Gate is located in a basin surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the entire building is connected and stretches for at least twenty miles. The building is very grand.

The main hall is as high as a hundred zhang, blue bricks and blue tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, * solemn.

"Bring in the people from the Fuwei Dart Bureau!"

With a summons, six hundred Eagle Sword Sect disciples flashed around the main hall, lined up in two rows, standing solemnly.

Every disciple had a fierce light in his eyes, and the Senhan flying knife on the half-foot-wide demon beast belt was even more soul-stealing.

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