Mo Han raised his head, his eyes were not shocked, and he realized that he had unconsciously arrived under the city gate, before the city gate.

At this time, the two teams of soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate, checking the passers-by, were holding the spears in their hands at Mo Han menacingly, looking like that, as long as Mo Han made any changes, they would immediately make a move.

Behind the two teams of ordinary soldiers, two pergolas were set up separately, and four cultivators sat under each pergola. At the same time, in front of the pergola, there is a stone on each side, which is a spiritual viewing plate that distinguishes cultivators from ordinary people.

"I've come from where I've come and I've go. ”

The officers and soldiers who stopped Mo Han just now were stunned, and they didn't understand what Mo Han meant for a while. They have always been the only ones who have been bullying, and no one has ever dared to be presumptuous in front of them, and I didn't expect to meet one today.

"It seems that you are looking for trouble!" The officers and soldiers shouted angrily, and as the officers and soldiers on both sides looked at each other, they surrounded Mo Han.

"Official, official, he is a distant relative of my family, his career is not smooth, his family has encountered an accident, he has spoken wildly, contradicted the official, and asked the official to atone for his sins. The eldest brother who was accosted by Mo Han just now, not long after he walked out, he heard the angry shouts of the officers and soldiers, turned around and came back to see that it was Mo Han, and without saying a word, he turned back, blocked in front of Mo Han, and stuffed a small piece of silver into the hands of the officers and soldiers who were shouting angrily just now.

The angry officers and soldiers quietly shook the silver in their hands and smiled with satisfaction: "After entering the city, you must take a good look at him, not everyone is as good at talking as me, hurry up!"

The eldest brother who was accosted by Mo Han hurriedly pulled Mo Han to the city.

Maybe it was because of Mo Han's previous breath that worked, or maybe it was because of the treasures such as the Linglong Tower, when Mo Han passed through the city gate, there was no movement on the spirit viewing plates on both sides. What Mo Han didn't know was that just because the Spirit Viewing Plate did not move, he had a lot less trouble. Because during this sensitive period, all cultivators who entered the Imperial City of the Xuanye Kingdom would be strictly monitored by the Imperial Family of the Xuanye Kingdom to avoid bad things.

"Why do you say you, why are you trying to fight them? Those people are a bunch of people who eat people and don't spit out bones, how can you fight them alone. ”

When Mo Han was carefully observing everything around him, the eldest brother who was accosted by Mo Han tirelessly taught Mo Han a lesson.

"By the way, where is your home? Do you have a place to stay?" Seeing Mo Han's absent-minded look, the eldest brother who was accosted by Mo Han was not easy to talk about Mo Han again, but was very sympathetic. After all, he had a similar experience, and he was even more unbearable than Mo Han at that time.

"No, I don't. Mo Han shook his head, said a word coldly, and walked towards the most lively street in front of him, without having a chance to talk to the eldest brother at all.

It's not that Mo Han is cold, but that Mo Han's identity was made up from the beginning. What he wanted to do when he came to the Imperial City of Xuanye Country was also earth-shattering, and he didn't want to involve innocent people.

The eldest brother who was accosted by Mo Han was stunned, and when he looked up again, he couldn't find Mo Han's figure.

For the imperial city of Xuanye Kingdom, Mo Han is very familiar. After all, he had been here for years.

When he closes his eyes, the architectural drawings of the entire Imperial City come to his mind, followed by the middle-aged face who picked him up and made him a killer. No, maybe after a few years, that face has become more vicissitudes and age.

Justice Square is the most lively street market in the Imperial City of Xuanye Kingdom, where there are dignitaries, peddlers, pawns, outlaws, the most luxurious gold cave on the Dead Leaf Continent, and there is also a sloppy roadside stall where you can eat with a copper plate. This is the most prosperous place in the Xuanye Kingdom, and this is also the dirtiest place in the Xuanye Kingdom, and everyone likes to call this the Dark City in private.

The Dark City is not a city, just a street, the most prosperous street built in the Imperial City of the Xuanye Kingdom. On this street, you can kill people and set fires, and you can show the ugliest side of human nature to the fullest, provided that you can afford to pay the fine of the Xuanye Kingdom, otherwise you will still obediently be a man with your tail between your legs.

Mo Han used to find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to lie down and watch the sky, and his favorite place to come here was here. Find a roadside stall, order a cheap snack, ask for a large pot of cloudy wine, and listen to the hustle and bustle coming from all directions.

Familiar streets, familiar hustle and bustle, unfamiliar people. Outlaws are not willing to provoke on this street, because they don't want to die. But they are also the fastest to die because there are many people who have enough money to kill them. Besides, their lives are worthless.

"Boss, come with a large portion of braised beef and a large pot of turbid wine. Mo Han went straight to a roadside stall that looked slightly cleaner and shouted at the hunched boss.

Hearing Mo Han's voice, the boss, who was busy with his back bent, suddenly paused, and got busy quietly: "Okay, objectively, wait a minute, old man, my meat here is the best to eat and be full, and old man, my wine here is the best to drink and be drunk." ”

After a while, the boss who was bent over sent a large portion of braised beef and a large pot of turbid wine to Mo Han's dark table: "Hello guest officer, there are a total of four copper plates. ”

The boss's braised beef is full as he said, a big plate, almost five or six kilograms, plus the marinade, there are seven or eight kilograms, but the taste is not very good, and even the taste of the meat is a little wrong. The wine is also as the boss said, drunk, and you can taste the taste of the hot and spicy knife before you take a sip, as if you are not drinking wine, but a fire.

The boss with his back took away Mo Han's copper plate, turned around and left, and continued to be busy, as if Mo Han had never appeared. But from the boss's wrinkled face, you can vaguely see the uneasiness in his heart. He's the biggest news dealer in the city, so to speak, there's no news in the city that he doesn't know, and there's nothing he doesn't know. He set up a stall just to set up a stall, and all his money came from news sales.

"Boss, another jug of wine. Mo Han had already finished drinking a pot of wine, his whole face was flushed, and his body sitting on the small broken wooden bench was swaying, as if he was going to fall down at any moment.

Not far away, several big men with open chests and leaky backs, covered in tattoos, kept their eyes on Mo Han, waiting for Mo Han to fall.

can start from the first sip of wine, Mo Han is like this, after drinking a pot of wine, Mo Han is still like this, it seems that he will fall down at any time, but he doesn't fall down anyway.

"Guest, your wine. The old man's wine is relatively strong, and it is easy to get on the head when he drinks it, but the guest officer should drink a little less. ”

The bent boss stood beside Mo Han, put the wine on Mo Han's table, poured a glass for Mo Han, and spoke.

Yes, the biggest news seller in the city, knew who Mo Han was from the time he heard Mo Han's voice, and naturally knew what Mo Han was doing here. Because he is very familiar with Mo Han, the kind that he can't be more ripe.

Mo Han grinned, lifted the wine jug that the old man had put on the table, raised his head and drank: "I want to save him." ”

There are no superfluous words, no superfluous words, four words are enough. Because they know each other well enough, because they know each other well enough, they don't need superfluous words and words, and even these four words can be omitted, and the reason why they say it is just to show determination, to say that it must be so.

The old man with his back on his back sighed, sat down, twisted a piece of braised beef with his fingers and put it in his mouth and chewed it fiercely: "How difficult, do you know?"

Mo Han smiled disdainfully: "Difficult, is it difficult, isn't it difficult!"

Mo Han at this moment is unscrupulous, Mo Han at this moment is unruly, maybe this is the original Mo Han. Because since he entered the Demon Capital Academy, he has endured enough things and endured for a long enough time, but some people have been persecuting him, he doesn't want to endure anymore, he doesn't want to endure anymore, and he doesn't have to endure anymore.

Since then, God has blocked and killed God, and Buddha has blocked *!

A few big men who coveted Mo Han not far away saw that the old man with his back not only talked to Mo Han, but also sat down to eat meat and drink wine with Mo Han, the heat in his eyes quickly dissipated, and he ran away suddenly.

The news dealer was well-known in the city, and no one dared to touch him, and no one dared to touch the person he had come to talk to. Because he is different, the people he talks to are not ordinary.

"Tell me!" Mo Han stared into the old man's eyes, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You're going to die!"

"You know, if I were afraid of death, I would have died a long time ago, and I wouldn't have sat here watching you again and again. ”

"I'm going to die. ”

"No, you won't die, because you left the land of right and wrong before you died. ”

"The platform of life and death, the killing blade, there is no starlight in the vast dark night; The old man stood up, and his figure looked even more desolate and old, as if time had completely disappeared from his body.

"Okay, all the guest officers are open here today, and the stalls are closed. ”

There was a dark pop, and a sharp dagger was thrust through the old man's back, piercing through the front of his heart.

Blood gushed out of the wound in an instant, and the old man wanted to say something, but all that came out of his mouth was blood, and he could only whisper in people's ears: You know too much, I don't worry about you living.

The person who spoke was Mo Han, and the person who plunged the dagger into the old man's back was also Mo Han. Before the voice fell, Mo Han's figure had already disappeared in front of people's eyes.

In a matter of moments, the enforcers of the royal family of the Xuanye Kingdom used to maintain the rules they had established in the Dark City came here, and after casually checking whether the old man was really dead, he left, not even disposing of the old man's body. The purpose of their coming here is not to deal with the funeral, they are here to collect evidence and obtain evidence that Mo Han killed the old man. So they find Mo Han and ask for the cost of killing, if Mo Han doesn't or doesn't give it, then their task is to let Mo Han earn these fees, or kill Mo Han.