Just as there is a fat man in every group of brothers, and there is a thin man in every group of brothers, everyone usually calls him a monkey.

The horse on which the monkey sat down, the fastest horse in the entire Nine Blade Gate, was galloping back from the main road south of Sendai Castle. The thin boy was silent, leaning forward with all his might, and with the rhythm of the galloping horse, he flipped slightly, as if he had no weight.

Because the sturdy horse galloped too fast, its body seemed to be stretched out of thin air, and the iron hooves swept a distance of dozens of zhang with a slight touch on the stone street.

The sound of horses' hooves has been mixed into an uninterrupted line, which leads directly to the main hall of the Nine Swords Gate.

In front of you is Luoying Street, turn right and you will arrive. The monkey's heart relaxed a little, he had been silently calculating the time, judging from the current speed, he had reached the limit, and he felt relieved that he had not delayed the precious time of the seventh master.

When the sun sets over the suburbs, the light in Sendai Castle is already slightly darkened in the shadow of the buildings.

As soon as he entered Luoying Street, the monkey felt a white light drift in front of his eyes.

He thought it was a common white moth in autumn, but the next moment, the body that had been floating on the horse's back suddenly sank downward, and the horse, which was more than a man tall, fell to the ground without warning.

The extremely high speed caused the horse's head to rub half a foot of blood on the stone slab, and the brain and blood were smeared all over the street, and the air was filled with the smell of horsemane rubbing on the stone slab.

The boy rolled five or six times in the air in succession, smashing on the long street of Luoying, and while his left foot landed to unload the force, his leg bones had been broken into several pieces in the clicking sound.

The monkey didn't care about the pain, leaned against the brick wall in amazement, and pulled out the Pu knife with his backhand, only to see the best steed of the Nine Knife Gate, with a bloody hole in its round eye, and something shot in from the left eye, through its entire head, and then in the gallop, it jumped out of a distance of three or four zhang before it fell to the ground.

The young man looked to the left of the alley, and an old man covered in snow white stood quietly on the side of the street.

As the most prominent eyes and ears of the gang, he made a decision in a matter of moments. Turn around, pull your legs and run. - In any case, the most important thing is to get the job done.

The emaciated young man's eyebrows and eyes originally had a hint of agility, but at this time he seemed angry and resolute, because he was enduring it.

Without hesitation, he ran as hard as he could, and the sharp bone stubble of his right leg broke violently pierced the tendons, blood and flesh on his calf, and the white bone stubble was exposed in the cold air of autumn.

Enduring the great pain of imminent death, the boy gathered his will and strength in one place and ordered himself to run. Running was already the only desire, and his flesh and blood body was like a paintbrush, grinding shorter and shorter on the cold bluestone slab, and a striking blood color spread towards the Nine Knife Gate.

Bai Hu's face was expressionless, and he stopped in front of the young man with a few ups and downs, and he waved a knife without looking.

The silver file slashed through the air, and the emaciated young man's hands crossed in front of his chest, and he fell on the long street, and before he closed his eyes, he saw the indifferent white figure in the river of blood flowing with him.

The white beard put away his knife and floated towards the night east of the city.

There are still pedestrians on Luoying Street, almost all of them are numb homeless people, they don't know if they can survive today, so they naturally don't pay attention to what happened on Changying Street.

Dozens of homeless people, like walking corpses, gathered around, looking at the emaciated boy on the stone slab as if he had lost his breath, and then ran towards the dead horse like a swarm.

Like the hyenas in the wasteland that live on corrosion, the homeless people tear the bloody red flesh of the horses one by one, and the internal organs rise to the sky with the smell of fishyness, and those homeless people completely ignore it, and tear the disemboweling entrails with their hands, rusty sickles found out of nowhere, and stone skins and tiles, in an attempt to divide a piece of good meat.

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Xu Feng was ready to say goodbye to Jing Qi, settled everything, hesitated but not satisfied, and planned to march towards the greatest capital on this continent.

At this time, he was meditating in the house. Let the divine thoughts come to the peak of the Apocalypse Realm, and now Xu Feng can clearly feel the existence of the Golden Stone Realm, and the thoughts in the underworld are like being trapped in a transparent round shell, unable to break through, let alone dare to break through easily.

Xu Feng stretched out his right palm in his mind, gently pressed against the shell that did not exist, and the vitality protected the palm, tentatively propping it out, and every time he held it, he did not feel that the space in the shell became larger, but felt that in his body, the seven meridians and eight veins on which the true yuan depended on flowed, suddenly rose, and he grinned in pain.

It hurts, Xu Feng pushes it, it hurts, Xu Feng hurts, Xu Feng gradually became fierce to himself, thinking of some kind of bad taste of pain and pain, and his heart was infinitely resentful.

Helpless, a man's reason always triumphs over emotion, even if he longs to break through the realm, Xu Feng will not let himself burst in pain and die.

Xu Feng retracted his thoughts, closed his eyes slightly, and said hatefully: Jinshi Realm, Jinshi Realm, you are fucking like a girl in a dream, you can see it, but you can't touch it!

As he sighed, he suddenly smelled a strong fishy smell, and a familiar warning rose in his heart.

Xu Feng put on his shoes, straightened his green shirt, and swept his sword in the direction of the fishy face.

He first saw the victims on the long street, crawling on the dead horses like piles of maggots, and then he saw the young man with the Nine Knife Gate in a pool of blood.

Xu Feng poked out his fingers and put them on the young man's neck, and a miracle happened, the young man actually opened his eyes as if he had returned to the light.

Xu Feng was overjoyed, but he couldn't see a trace of anger in the young man's eyes, like a wild ghost who had returned to his soul, and the young man with a gray face said an address with a weak strength, and immediately closed his eyes and died.

Looking at the young man's neatly broken arms, Xu Feng knew that he had received a knife before he died, and this knife was too violent, cutting off his hands and then hitting him in the heart.

If it weren't for the protection of his hands, he would have been a cultivator, and he would have been dead for a long time.

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Land transport chief's private house.

A middle-aged man who looked like an official eunuch quickly walked into the inner room, and his refined eyes met the long-awaited look of Lu Yunchang.

"My lord, most of the Broken Knife Society appears on the barren grass mat in the southern suburbs of Sendai. ”

Like a general in a decisive battle, Lu Yunchang walked quickly to a few cases, pointed his finger at the place on the Sendai map, and asked without looking back, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!" said the able, middle-aged man, emphatically.

Lu Yunchang put down a big stone that had been hovering for a long time in his heart, and his tightly twisted brows stretched a little, but they quickly gathered together again.

"How much does the soldier rebel against?"

"Those who are inside the canal are five out of ten, and those outside the canal are three out of ten. The lean officer replied cautiously.

"Black Wind Officer?"

"The officials are fast, seven out of ten, and their subordinates have contacted people. There was already a hint of joy in his words, as well as a hint of dry killing intent.

It was not dark yet, the lights were already on in the study, and the tall figure of Lu Yunchang was reflected in the entire room, and the shadow was still there, motionless.

The lantern "beeped" for a while, and the capable subordinate, his slightly dark face shook, and said tentatively: "My lord, there is another news." ”

"Say," Lu Yunchang had already noticed the emotional abnormality of his subordinates.

"General...... The general has been beheaded!"

Boom, with a muffled sound, Lu Yunchang's fist slammed into several cases, the pen holder toppled over, and the ink was scattered.

"Heaven Death Great Xia, Heavenly Death Great Xia!"

Lu Yunchang held back this sentence from his chest, then slowly turned his head, stared at the familiar eyebrows, and said word by word: "The national thief in the southern suburbs, don't kill him." ”

The subordinate bowed slightly with both hands in fists, walked out of the private house, and several figures hidden in the dark immediately followed him, and several people bowed their heads at the entrance of the street and whispered a few words, acted separately, and quickly disappeared into the long streets of Sendai.

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