The underground ghost market has always been a three-way zone, whether you are a high-ranking official or a poor person, here you have only one identity, that is, a silent buyer, and any dispute that arises in the ghost market will end in a duel. The showdown in the ghost market has always been open, there are no fixed rules, whether you are one-on-one, or one-to-many, here is only life and death, no winner or loser, any human nature, any emotion is a burden here, and the deepest greed in people's hearts is the dominant part of all this.

Yi Tian didn't want to turn his face with these people, after all, low-key is the right way to be low-key in this unfamiliar place, but the other party stared at his nose, the strong man came to him in three steps and two steps, a punch missed and another punch, Yi Tian tilted his neck and dodged again, the strong man was annoyed and angry, pulled out the dagger on his waist and stabbed it, Yi Tian saw that he was playing really, and immediately held down his dagger with one hand, and hit the strong man's neck with an elbow with the other hand.

"I don't want to hurt anyone. ”

The strong man held his neck with his hand, and a creaking sound came, "Dead dwarf, you are going to die today, I want to duel with you!"

As soon as the strong man's voice came out, the onlookers became excited, and consciously pulled out a large circle, and in their opinion, a good show was about to start again.

Yi Tian frowned slightly, this reckless man is simply a typical representative of well-developed limbs and simple mind, just a few rounds he was obviously at a disadvantage, he still had to fight, it seems that the people in this place of the imperial capital are hard-headed, and it is not good to be subdued.

The strong man copied a spear from the stall owner and stabbed at Yi Tian, Yi Tian was still deserting at this time, and the spear had come to his eyes when he was stunned, and then the crystal tears lit up, and a transparent protective shield lit up to block the menacing spear outside, and then looked at the strong man, due to the excessive force at the beginning, one stumbled and fell to the ground, and the surrounding onlookers suddenly burst into laughter.

Yi Tian also smiled in his heart when he saw this scene, but his face was still tense, he stroked the crystal tears and withdrew the protective cover, and was about to break away from the crowd when the strong man stood up again and rushed towards Yi Tian again, and the bright spear in his hand stabbed straight at his back.

Yi Tian had already expected that a beautiful backflip dodged this blow, and then the blood-red power of his right hand quickly converged to one point, and a punch hit the strong man's spine, after a slight sound of bone breaking, the strong man collapsed to the ground and kept wailing, although there was no trace of external injury on his back, but the back spine in his body had been broken by Yi Tian's punch, for this reckless man, his next life was going to be spent in bed, which was even more painful for him than killing him.

"Originally, you could have walked out of this dueling arena by yourself, but now I'm afraid you'll be carried out by someone else. Yi Tian left the dueling arena without looking back, and the crowd of onlookers around him automatically gave way to a way, where whoever is strong has the right to speak.

Everyone present was stunned, none of them could have imagined such a result, the seemingly thin teenager erupted like a demon, and the self-righteous reckless man in front of the teenager was like a fish on the board, at the mercy of others.

After this little episode, Yi Tian was no longer interested in visiting the ghost market, and he pondered how to get back to the surface. Before he knew it, he walked back to the white-bearded old man's stall, and he thought about asking a hexagram before leaving, after all, what the old man had just said did make some sense.

The old man still maintained the position he had left in, leaning his back against the stall and tilting his head slightly to one side.

"Old man, I'm here again. Yi Tian called softly, but the old man didn't react in the slightest, as if he hadn't heard.

"Old man!" Yi Tian deliberately raised his voice, but the old man still did not react, and Yi Tian had no choice but to step forward and pat the old man on the shoulder, almost at the same time as Yi Tian touched it

The old man's body suddenly collapsed, and the old man was already dead! Yi Tian couldn't believe what he saw in front of him, and he was startled at first and then immediately calmed down.

The old man's frightened expression and widening eyes all proved that he must have seen something terrifying before his death, and this death was so familiar, how could it be the same as the silver wolf soldier in the cave of the frozen snowy mountain? He approached the old man, and pressed his hand lightly, and the old man's body still had residual warmth, indicating that he had just died not long ago, maybe it was something that happened when he was dueling with the strong man. Yi Tian looked around, and there were no suspicious people except for the crowd coming and going.

"Is there anything unusual about this stall just now?" Yi Tian asked the stall owner on the side.

"There are more people coming and going on this street, how do I know!"

"His stall is right next to you, how could you not know!"

"People are dying every day in this ghost city, so what's the matter if one more dies today, don't stop me from doing business. The stall owner next to him shouted emotionlessly, and Yi Tian's anger almost came out again after hearing it, but fortunately he suppressed it in time.

But everyone will have seven emotions and six desires, and they will have joys, angers, sorrows, and joys, but the people in the ghost market in front of them are extremely indifferent, with a pair of human skins, but no human emotions, they are simply walking dead. Yi Tian now understands that the name of this ghost city is not because it is underground, but because the people here have already discarded their souls, and the gathering place of a group of walking dead is not called a ghost market.

Yi Tian gently helped the old man up only to find that due to his age, the old man's skin has become very wrinkled and has no elasticity, basically the bones are wrapped in a layer of skin, which makes him very confused, just glanced at the old man's collar when he grabbed it, the old man's figure was relatively well-proportioned at that time, and he was not as skinny as now, how could it be that the old man had just walked for less than an hour, and his body had shrunk so much.

At this time, a slender figure in the crowd flashed, and under the huge pure black mask, a pair of amber eyes stared at Yi Tian tightly.

Yi Tian didn't think too much about carrying the old man on his back and walked towards the entrance, he still hadn't figured out the real cause of the old man's death, but what he could do at the moment was to take the old man away from this dark underground ghost city.

The chute where he came down has now become an earthen wall, and it seems that it can't be opened from the outside, Yi Tian didn't think about using violence, but after thinking about it again, he still gave up, after all, it's one thing to duel with someone just now, and now it's another thing to destroy the earthen wall, he doesn't want to have a grudge with the boss behind the ghost city for this reason.

He fumbled for the entire wall and found nothing, so he set his eyes on the magic lampposts on both sides, after all, the expensive lampposts should not be built here just for lighting! Sure enough, under the lamppost, Yi Tian touched an ordinary imperceptible button, and pressed it lightly, and with a loud bang, the earthen wall slowly lowered it, stirring up a puff of dust.

Yi Tian leaned inside, there was only an upward sloping slide and nothing else, how should this go! Just when Yi Tian was puzzled, a sound came from above, and two big men dressed in black clothes and faces with skull masks slid down, without waiting for Yi Tian to speak, he was put on the head by a black cloth bag again, Yi Tian felt that he had walked on a platform again, and then his body was a light feeling, after about ten minutes of darkness, the light finally ushered in front of him, and his breath gradually became fresh.

After a period of haze, Yi Tian returned to the previous dilapidated bungalow, the surroundings were still dirty and messy, the old man next to him was finally not so pale in the sun, and his body seemed to have changed a little bit compared to just now, Yi Tian didn't have time to look carefully when he heard the voice of the driver outside the door.

"Did you come up, young man?"

"Master, am I back?" said Yi Tian and walked out of the house with the old man on his back.

The driver was startled when he saw Yi Tian carrying a dead man out, "This, where did this person come from?"

"It's a long story, let's help me hide it in the car first. ”

The driver had no choice but to hide the old man under the seat, and then drove out of the second commercial district at nightfall.

"Master, where is the imperial capital with the least guards. ”

"It must be a slum, and basically no guard wants to come in. ”

"Why!"

"Young man, you think, the guards of the imperial city are basically the descendants of those dignitaries, and the position of guard is just a springboard in their opinion, and they will not come to a vulgar place like ours for trivial things. ”

"Master, let's go to the slums, I'll live in your house today, and I'll pay you double the room fee." ”

"Okay, young man, I'm welcome, but we have to say okay, you don't dislike me for being a coarse meal. ”

"You see that I am like that kind of noble child, and it is very satisfying for me to have a place to shelter from the wind and rain. ”

"Hahaha!" The driver smiled heartily, at first he thought that this young man was a noble second generation who had sneaked out, but now looking at his down-to-earth appearance, he really couldn't guess what he was doing.

The carriage continued to gallop in the crowd, with the driver's super high driving skills, the car was running steadily and rapidly, but soon the speed slowed down, because it was the most crowded time in the imperial capital at night, countless dignitaries and nobles were traveling with their families, which made the original 12-lane road blocked by all kinds of luxury cars, and the center of the blockage was the section in front of the Linglong gambling house.

"Who are you, dare to block our young master's car!" a little guy yelled loudly.

"Open your dog's eyes and take a good look, this is the car of the Imperial Capital's Propaganda Department, if you don't want to go into the cell, get out of the way." The guy on the other side was obviously because of the identity of the person sitting in the car, and he was particularly confident in roaring.

"Hehehe, what deputy department my young master doesn't want to see. ”

"You, you........." The little guy choked at once.

As the congestion became more and more serious, the drivers behind also began to complain, of course, the drivers were generally yelling, but no one dared to come forward to theorize, after all, there was no voice from the owner of the car, and they did not have much confidence.

"Believe it or not, my young master will call this imperial city guard in minutes!"

"You dog servant is funny, what kind of guard can't kneel and lick when he sees my master. ”

When the two little guys were arguing with each other, a team of iron horsemen came from far and near, the leader was dressed in red and red armor, and there was a sharp sword hanging between the horses, and a bright shield and gun logo on the chest on the body were particularly eye-catching, and behind them were all light-armored guards, and everyone saw this situation and made way one after another.

"Who is that man, what a majestic look. Yi Tian asked the driver beside him.

"He is the chief of the Imperial Capital Patrol, Krishman, who is in charge of the patrol affairs of the entire Imperial Capital. ”

"No wonder it's so domineering. ”

"His father is the vice-minister of the empire, and he is very powerful. ”

Krishman is very angry now, he could have handed over to work, but he didn't expect to receive a report that someone was blocking the road and making trouble, although he was the chief executive, but his father always taught him to do everything himself, so whether it was for himself or for his father, he had to hold back the fire.

"Who's making trouble here! you're still you!" Krishman asked as he rode between the two chariots, pointing his whip at the two boys.

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