In the dark night, there are no bright stars, there are only thick inky sad clouds, and endless rain is dripping, like a sad nocturne played on an empty rainy night.

Kebei lowered his head, looked dumbfounded, wandering aimlessly in the dark neighborhood,

In the cold wind, in the night rain, Kebei walked slowly, no one held an umbrella and no one had the intention to hold an umbrella, allowing the cold rain to drip endlessly, allowing the slightest chill to invade.

Such rain, such a night, can always evoke people's memories, the good memories at this moment, but with inexplicable sadness, a faint sadness in the heart of the surface, the heart suddenly hurt, pain to the depths of memory!

The grief that hurts into the soul and the bone marrow leaves an untouchable wound in Kebei's heart.

Li Qianqian is gone, gone forever, leaving behind only the wound in Ke Bei's heart that will never heal.

At night, in the rain, Ke Bei was adrift on the streets without people, not knowing where to go, the former home was now soaked in Li Qianqian's blood, and her cold body was placed.

Thinking of this, Ke Bei's heart will be filled with a chill to the bone, and his heart will twitch uncontrollably from the cold!

Walking slowly, Ke Bei unconsciously walked to Nancheng and walked to the hut where he had lived with his bearded father for almost sixteen years.

In the night rain, Ke Bei stood in front of the hut in a daze, looking at the simple recliner made of triangle iron and wooden planks in front of the door, looking at the closed wooden door, and stood quietly like this.

Crunch~~

After being silent for a long time, Ke Bei slowly pushed open the wooden door. The wings of his nose twitched slightly, sniffing the air mixed with the smell of earth after the rain, Kebei's blank expression recovered a little.

Inside the hut, it looks a little desolate, and many things have moved to the new home in the Mingye community in Beicheng District, and the hut that originally seemed a little crowded has become empty.

The cold night rain washed away the blood stains on Ke Bei's body, and if it weren't for the criss-crossing and deep visible scars on his body, it would not be obvious that he had just fought a tragic battle.

Ke Bei suddenly wanted to drink, and the bearded father wanted to drink for the second time after leaving, so he silently walked to the big bed, lifted the wooden board with a slight force, and a can of high-quality rum appeared in front of him under the bed board.

Although Ke Bei moved to the Mingye Community in Beicheng, he has been thinking about this old house, he is afraid that the bearded father will suddenly come back one day, and he is afraid that his father will not have any alcohol to drink...... So I put a jar of fine rum under the bed board early.

Pulling out a can of rum, Corbe found the brazier and lit the oil lamp. Taking advantage of the faint light, Kebei put the wine jug on the brazier, looked at the suddenly rising flames, and listened to the sound of rain outside the house, and a gentle figure like water gradually emerged in the depths of his heart.

"Gollum~~Gollum~~"

Ke Bei grabbed the flask and poured the rum that was not yet warm into his mouth, with a little cold wine through his intestines, a spicy spicy suddenly attacked, Ke Bei drank too violently, drank too quickly, coughed a few times, and almost choked out.

A pot of wine was drunk by Kebei, maybe Kebei's alcohol consumption was too poor, or maybe the wine was not drunk and everyone was drunk. Ke Bei collapsed groggily on the large bed with only one layer of wood left.

The night rain was desolate, Ke Bei's body was extremely tired, and with the heavy night, he fell asleep.

Lingfeng City, the City Lord's Mansion, is brightly lit, and the three major commanders are all here.

"A total of ninety-three people in the Blood Sword Alliance died, including seven second-level enhancers, seventy-three third-level enhancers, twelve people from the lower rank of the Mortal Realm, and one person from the upper rank of the Transcendent Realm!"

A man wearing a black battle suit, a Chinese face, and a man who looked upright said in a deep voice.

"City Lord, the rules of etiquette cannot be broken!"

The man in black with a Chinese character face was Li Zhen, one of the three commanders of Lingfeng City.

"Murder in the city is unforgivable!"

Li Zhen looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the Moyu throne with a cold face.

"Brother Li, this is a bit too much!"

Wang Zuomeng, one of the three commanders, took a step forward and looked at Li Ran coldly.

"Blood Sword Alliance, Alliance Leader Pei Blood Sword, as a powerhouse in the Mortal Realm, has he ever made any contribution to Ling Feng City?"

"Where was he when he killed the zombies? Where was he when he killed the monster? As a powerhouse in the realm of transcendence, he only knows how to fight for power and profit, and it is not a pity to die! ”

"Who killed the murderer?"

The middle-aged man sitting on the Moyu throne was none other than the city lord of Lingfeng City, the frozen god of war, Cold Sky.

Looking at the two people competing against each other, the thick black eyebrows like ink were raised slightly, waved his hand, and spoke.

"Kebei!"

Li Xuangang's upright face, with the coldness of Righteous Ling Ran, said in a deep voice.

"Because this person has the strength to kill the upper position of the Mortal Realm, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, his subordinates are ready to join Commander Wang and Commander Xie to capture him, but I didn't expect Commander Wang to oppose it strongly, so Li Zhen dared to come here to ask the city lord to decide"

"Ruler King, tell me your reasons"

The man sitting on the black jade throne picked up the white jade teacup, took a sip, and asked with a calm face.

"The members of the Kebei Ningxing Squad, when they attacked Wushan City, they killed thousands of zombies and demon beasts, and even the gods and general-level demon beasts also killed a lot. He is strong and willing to shed blood for the base city, and besides, he is only about sixteen years old, I think it is too stupid to let the human race lose a supreme genius because of a blood sword alliance! ”

Wang Zuo took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Can a genius blatantly break the rules? No rules, no circle! If you can let it go if you kill nearly a hundred martial artists in Dongcheng, wouldn't it chill the hearts of the martial artists in the world?"

"If warriors will be killed if they live in the base city, will there be warriors who will fight to the death in order to protect the base city?"

Li Zhen said righteously.

"Kebei?"

The middle-aged man sitting on the Moyu throne slowly stood up when he heard Ke Bei's name, and a smile appeared on his face, remembering what his precious son Han Lingyue said when he was leaving.

When Han Lingyue arrived, he specially instructed Han Tian, the city lord of Lingfeng City, that is, his father, to keep an eye on Ke Bei, once he passed the assessment, the first student would be Ke Bei.

"It's this little guy, huh...... Yes, Ling Yue's vision is good, at the age of sixteen, he can kill a powerhouse in the upper position of the Transcendent Realm, although the strength of Pei Xuejian is nothing in the upper position of the Transcendent Realm, but in any case, it is also the upper position of the Transcendent Realm, cultivate it well, maybe in two or three years, there will be another God of War powerhouse in Ling Feng City! ”

With a smile on his cheeks, the frozen god of war Han Tian paced two steps lightly, and looked at the upright Commander Li Zhang. Frowning slightly, Li Zhan is notoriously old-fashioned, if he doesn't give him a reasonable explanation, this guy will be entangled, after all, he is his right-hand man, and the frozen god of war is not good to be too harsh on him, in the end, Li Zhan is not wrong, he is just too old-fashioned.

"Ke Bei, I know, he is a student of the Jiujiang Genius Training Camp, Commander Li, you should know that the students of the Genius Training Camp are privileged, and they are not guilty of killing people with a personal contribution value of three stars."

The Frozen God of War Hantian coughed twice and said in a deep voice.

"Gifted Bootcamp students? Castle Lord, are you mistaken? I've already been transferred, he is from the Nancheng Slum, and he has only just risen in the last two months, shouldn't he be the student of the Jiujiang Genius Training Camp you said, right? ”

Li Zhen raised his head and frowned, his attitude was respectful, but his tone was very resolute.

"Now it's it!"

The face of the frozen god of war Han Tian changed slightly, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a dark gold, palm-sized token that was not gold or wood slowly floated out and fell in front of Li Zhen.

"You send it in person, Ke Bei is the representative of my Lingfeng City this time!"

The Frozen God of War carried his hands behind his back, turned around indifferently, and his voice came out slowly, not angry and arrogant, unquestionable!

"Yes!"

Li Zhang's hands trembled slightly, and he took the token floating in front of him in his hand. He is upright, but he is not stupid, Lord of the City, he took out the only place in Lingfeng City, and the meaning is obvious, that is, he clearly wants to protect Na Kebei.

If he gets entangled again, it will not be a matter of integrity or injustice, but stupidity!

The night rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Ke Bei, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know that his fate had unknowingly changed again because of Han Lingyue......