Looking at the departing back of the sickle ghost, the "dry corpse" leaning against the wall was silent for a while. （）。 More latest chapters visit: щшШ.. 。

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and said to Luo Yunxi opposite, "You want him to die." ”

Luo Yunxi grinned and said, "What did you say?"

The "dry corpse" thought for a moment and said, "I don't know how true or false your words were, but at least I can be sure that there is indeed a strong enemy in the city now, and it is a strong enemy that even you can't see through." ”

"That kid of the sickle ghost, being ruthless may be enough, but when it comes to real talent, compared to you, it is still a big step behind. And even the enemy you find intractable, he just rushes out like this, isn't it sent to death?"

Luo Yunxi covered his lips and smiled: "That's why I don't like you like a brainless guy like a sickle, how good!"

"Dry corpse" sneered and said, "If the sickle ghost is really dead, what good will it do you?

Luo Yunxi hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I didn't 'force' him to go, he did it voluntarily." ＂

The dry corpse stared at Luo Yunxi for a long time, and finally shook his head and sighed: "It has been decades since I entered the Heavenly Demon Dao, and except for the top five, there are only two others that I can't see through. ＂

"Oh, I don't know which two?" Luo Yunxi looked curious.

"The first one is naturally Seventh Brother, he is far-sighted and always acts beyond my expectations. As for the second one, you, I've never been able to guess what you're putting in your head. ＂

Luo Yunxi's face was even more smiling, and he said with a smile: "It turns out that my evaluation is so high, but I don't dare to compare with Seventh Brother." （）＂

After saying this, she glanced up and said, "I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, you can slowly recuperate here, don't really die." With that, she staggered up the stairs.

On the other side.

Uncle Yan was stubborn, claiming that he would never receive any favor from Su Moyu until he helped Su Moyu find the White Emperor.

Not only did he refuse to accept the silver taels given by Su Moyu, but he also insisted on accepting the room specially vacated for him.

But Xiaozhi didn't care about that, took Ya'er by herself, and stayed in the small courtyard.

When Uncle Yan saw it, he just frowned, but he didn't stop it, but asked Su Moyu something about the White Emperor.

When he heard Su Moyu say that the White Emperor was a wolf, Uncle Yan was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything, and went out of the small courtyard directly, saying that he wanted to find out the White Emperor for Su Moyu overnight.

Seeing him say this, Su Moyu's heart was much more stable.

Although he wasn't sure that Uncle Yan would definitely be able to get the White Emperor back, he was a cultivator of the Returning Yuan Realm after all.

To find someone in the huge Hundred Dragons City, you must at least be faster than yourself.

After nightfall, the hustle and bustle of Bailong City, which had been noisy all day, suddenly became quiet.

There is a clear rule in Bailong City that no one is allowed to stay in the market after dark.

The ordinary people in the city naturally returned home early.

Those outsiders who did not find a place to live had to leave the city and wait until dawn the next day to enter the city again.

In the small courtyard, Su Moyu specially prepared a large amount of wine 'meat', in order to fill Xiaozhi, the king of big stomachs.

But for some reason, Xiaozhi's appetite today was surprisingly poor, and he only ate a few bites at random, and then put down the dishes and chopsticks, which surprised Su Moyu.

"What's wrong with you today?" Su Moyu felt a little strange, so he asked out loud.

Xiao Zhi tugged at his clothes and said, "I don't know why, since I entered this Hundred Dragons City, I have felt uncomfortable, and even my appetite has deteriorated a lot. ”

"Isn't it sick?" Su Moyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to 'touch' the pulse of the twig, but he only 'touched' it for a long time, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"It's not like you're sick, just get some sleep. Twig said, yawning.

Seeing this, Su Moyu hurriedly got up and said, "It's okay, then you should rest early." ”

With that, he slowly exited the room and entered the courtyard.

At this time, the night was not deep, but I don't know when, Bailong City was already foggy, and there was no one to be seen three feet away from the opposite side.

Su Moyu didn't care about it, but he only took two steps, but he stopped again.

Because in this mist, there seems to be a smell of blood.

He slowly reached out and took the hilt of Styx's sword in his hand, his eyes fixed on a direction beyond the small courtyard.

There, too, there was a heavy fog, and Su Moyu didn't see anything.

But he could feel that in that direction, an undisguised killing intent was rolling in.

"Xiaozhi is sick, Ya'er is also tired, and the others can't be relied on, so I'll deal with it myself. Thinking so, he slowly leaned over to meet the breath.

Out of the small courtyard, it is a long street that is extremely long and wide.

There are mostly merchants on both sides of the long street, and they are all closed after late at night, so the silence is terrible.

As Su Moyu walked forward, the smell of blood around him became stronger and stronger, and in the direction not far in front of him, there was a sudden sound of unhurried footsteps.

Listening to the sound of footsteps, Su Moyu's heart was nervous for no reason, and the rhythm of his breathing slowed down.

At this moment, the footsteps on the opposite side stopped, but a wind whistled.

The sword in Su Moyu's hand hurriedly stepped forward and slashed towards the sound of the wind.

Burst!

The blade of the sword crossed, and the thing that came at the opposite side was split in half.

With the faint golden light emanating from the River Styx, Su Moyu vaguely saw that the one that was split in half was a human head with a frightened expression.

It's just a human head.

Su Moyu lost his mind slightly, and suddenly a chill enveloped his body.

He subconsciously retracted the River Styx and protected it in front of him.

At this moment, a tremendous force crashed into the sword, directly knocking Su Moyu out.

Tumbling in the air, Su Moyu activated the Spirit Sword Technique without hesitation and forcibly improved his cultivation, but he still retreated a distance before stopping.

This was the second time he had used the Spirit Sword Technique today.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, but you've grown a lot. "First, a strange sound of 'yin' and yang qi came not far away, and then a figure carrying a sickle appeared in the fog.

"Scythe ghost?" Su Moyu's pupils shrank suddenly.

For this pervert in front of him, he never forgot it for a moment.

When he was in the Xuanjian Sect, he and Ya'er were almost killed by him, and Su Moyu's negative impression of the Heavenly Demon Dao almost started with him.

He had always regarded this guy as one of the great enemies that had to be defeated, but he never imagined that he would meet him at such a time and in such a place.

"It seems that you still remember me, you made me lose a lot of face in front of those guys, should you make up for me now?" The sickle smiled fiercely, tilted his head, and walked towards Su Moyu step by step with a scythe.

Su Moyu didn't answer him, but held the hilt of the sword tightly and stared at the eyes that 'revealed' the 'essence' of a beast.

A moment later, the two figures moved at the same time, and they collided fiercely on the long street in the fog.

(After more than ten miles during the day, my waist is sore for the New Year, this chapter today, and two chapters will be updated tomorrow, thank you!)

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