The north wind howled.

The earth cracked.

All the leaves were swept away, leaving only dry and sharp branches piercing into the sky, like a blood-stained black sword.

A few crows are on the branches, their eyes turning rapidly, watching every life here. There seemed to be a smell of blood in the air, and the crow flew up, circled in the air three times, and let out a death knell-like whining, and swooped down to the corpse, and began to peck at the bloody and warm corpse.

A bearded man, carrying a blood-stained burden, came to a big tree, shook it hard, the burden unfolded, and the things in it flew out and happened to hang on the branches one by one.

This thousand-year-old tree, which has not sent out a single leaf, is still alive, probably relying on a steady stream of blood.

There are nine branches on the old tree, and nine fresh heads are hung on each of them.

The spear-like branches pierced through the neck of the skull and pierced through the skull, squeezing out the eyeballs of the human eyeballs, which looked particularly eerie.

The blood on the skull slowly flowed along the long dark red path formed by the millennium, and finally converged into the crater in the center of the branch. It was as if there was a swallowing sound, like a gray-haired old man devouring human blood. This old tree, which has lived for thousands of years, is close to a demon.

Quack!

It only took a short time for a flock of crows to peck at the nine corpses, and the internal organs flowed all over the ground, which was particularly tragic.

Eating cannibal flesh all year round, the mouths of this group of crows have also become tricky, only eating people's hearts and livers, and the rest of the place is just a game.

Flying back to the old tree, the crow regained its quietness, its eyes began to roll, waiting for the next corpse, unhurried.

The protruding head of nine eyeballs, the old tree that devours human blood, and a flock of crows that constantly turn their eyes make up a terrifying picture, enough to scare anyone.

The north wind swept in, spreading the flowing blood into a piece, and the original tragic corpse took up most of the road.

A horse-drawn carriage arrived.

Snow-white horses, pitch-black cars, no one in front of them, moving forward on their own.

The snow-white horse leaped suddenly, and drove the cart behind it to fly, directly over the filthy flesh and blood, and landed firmly on the ground without any shaking.

As white as snow, stained with dirty blood, it is not good to look at all after all. Any good horse also loves beauty. Almost all the good things in this world love beauty.

Stepping over the obstacles, the horse began to walk slowly down the long street.

The long street is not long, a total of half a mile, showing countless colors, but the main color is still dark red, and the rest of the colors are embellishments. This dark red is darker than the dark red on the pig killing board. If anyone is willing to investigate, they may be able to find the blood of thousands of years ago in the cracks of the brick wall.

The blood has never been broken on this long street, and no one has washed it, and it has been accumulating until it is what it is today.

A white horse and a black car stand out on this long dark red street.

As a result, people on both sides of the long street looked sideways and stared at this swaggering carriage.

The white horse is a thousand miles of divine horses, even walking on such a terrifying and gloomy road, its value can be seen. The black car is made of black iron, with a simple style and no windows, like a box.

The carriage was indescribably strange, after all, these two colors were strange in the middle of nowhere, and the people inside were perhaps even stranger.

The whispering voice floated, and it was not possible to hear a single word, but it became more and more dense. It seemed to be mixed with exclamations, regrets, laughter, and scolding...... However, you turn to the sides and search, but you can only see a pair of eyes, and you can't see anyone talking.

No one commanded, and the carriage stopped suddenly.

The eyes of the people around him also suddenly stopped.

The white horse bowed his head slightly, and there was no scenery in his eyes, as if he was a faithful old servant waiting for his master's orders. There was no noise in the car, and no one got out.

Silence accumulated in everyone's eyes, and gradually gave birth to a few wisps of murderous aura.

A thunderclap!

A boulder more than half a man tall suddenly fell from the sky, impartially, and hit the two carriages.

Rumble!

The boulder suddenly exploded into the buildings on both sides, shattering teacups, plates, tables, windows, beams, and faces...... It made a mess.

However, such a mess is silent.

The eyes of the people did not change, they were still staring at the strange carriage.

The carriage was not damaged in the slightest, and not a single dust had fallen on it. The white horse was not frightened, and still bowed his head slightly, waiting for his master's order.

The noise around seemed to have subsided, until there was complete silence.

The previous boulder, which looked ordinary, actually weighed at least 10,000 catties. Coupled with the extremely fast speed, it was very easy to smash the powerhouse of the Tongxuan Realm, and it exploded into rubble above the carriage so easily, and everyone did not notice the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy, which showed the realm of the people in the carriage.

After a long breath hold, the door of the carriage finally opened.

The actor got out of the carriage, stretched his waist, and glanced at the gray sky, still with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. It's not that he doesn't want to come out, it's that he just woke up.

Glancing around, the actor hung the demon knife on the side of the carriage, and then jumped down. Immediately afterwards, the silent Wang Shi also stepped down from the carriage without looking at the demon knife on the carriage.

"Isn't there anyone to make money?" asked the playmaker laughing.

The voice echoed in the long street for a long time and did not disappear completely, but there was no response, only countless pairs of cold eyes staring at the two of them.

Suddenly, a person dressed as a shopkeeper ran out and said, "Come on, two masters, please ——! inside."

The people around him seemed to be untied, and immediately turned their eyes back to their desks. The noise filled the long street in an instant, making people feel that they had suddenly arrived in the downtown area.

The transformation of people was so natural, as if the cold gaze they had previously sent was not their source, and the memories were so easily erased from their minds.

This long street is suddenly full of life, but behind it lies countless deaths.

It's a strange place, but it's a normal place. It looks strange to people on the outside, but it's normal to look at people in the nameless place.

The shopkeeper was hospitable, and walked to the store with Wang Shi with the play, and kept talking along the way: "Look at the two masters like this, they must not be locals!"

"It's not. ”

"Yo, if the two masters are not too small to nag, I will introduce you two to our place. The shopkeeper quickly looked at the two people and began to speak.

"Our town is called 'Nine Head Town'. Why is it called Nine Heads Town? Because there are nine heads hanging on the old tree outside every day, and they are replaced every day. As for whose head is hanging, it is difficult to say. Whoever is unlucky enough to be caught and beheaded and hung on that tree. ”

"In our nameless place, you don't need any reason to kill someone. Kill and kill, and you don't need to bother to explain why. The two masters go this way. The boss ——! visited, and there were two rooms in the sky. ”

The actor smiled and said, "One." ”

The shopkeeper's eyes rolled, and he immediately raised his voice and said, "Boss, there is a room in Tianzihao!"

"Okay, let's go. ”

The shopkeeper said with a smile on his face: "Please go upstairs, I'll take you to the room." I'll lead you to the backyard in a minute, and you can see it by pushing open the window. ”

"I'll tell you about it again. We're pretty much the same as the rest of the Nameless Lands, there are no rules, so you still have to be careful. At night, it's best not to go out. It's best not to say much when you meet people. Dare to ask, what kind of business did the two masters do here?"

The actor walked into the room, looked up and down, turned his head and said with a smile: "You can only do one business here." ”

The shopkeeper nodded hurriedly and said, "That's that, there's only one deal here." Your two masters are rested, and the little one goes down. If there is anything you need, shout, and the little one will come up immediately. ”

There is only one file in the nameless land that I haven't bought, and that is to kill people.

The drama nodded slightly, and the shopkeeper gently came to the door and trotted all the way downstairs.

Wang Shi walked to the window, pushed open the window with a layer of dust, and looked out at the long street.

At this time, the long street has lost the hustle and bustle, and has returned to the dead silence at the beginning. Everything before was like a fantasy, switching at random.

"It's also an interesting place. Wang Shi, who had been silent for a long time, finally said a word. Compared to other places, he thinks it's pretty good.

"You will love this place. The drama said with a smile.

......

"See, there's a fat sheep here today! Just talking about that thousand-mile divine horse, in the blink of an eye, it is at least a thing at the pinnacle of the Xuan Realm!"

"The two young chicks, white and pure, with fine skin and tender flesh, are new at first glance, and I am afraid that they are the first time to come to an unknown place. Eighty percent of the eldest young master came here to practice, can he bring some treasures with him?"

"Nameless Land is so easy to mix? Those blind young masters, thank you for being blind, so that you can send us a steady stream of treasures. ”

"Thanks for the fart, it's not yours for the cheapness, and it's not in Qianye's pocket?

"Hehe, I see that these two young masters are not good bodhisattvas, and they may not have any good things to see later. ”

These two little chicks don't cry dad and call their mother, they are scared of and urine, and Lao Tzu's head will be used as a urinal for you. ”

"Count me in on it!"

"Then voila!"