A peaceful night.

There are very few such cases in Nine Heads Town, and there are few such cases in the Nameless Land.

Even the apparent tranquility is strange.

A person who is immersed in peace will be surprised when he suddenly sees someone killing, and he will be surprised when he sees someone who has been killing people all day long and suddenly calms down.

The people of the Nameless Land, who had long been accustomed to killing, suddenly gained a brief period of peace, but they did not adapt.

People have long forgotten how things were, only how they were. The lives of the people in the Nameless Lands are very short, they can no longer remember what they were, and the fewer things they remember, the better they lived.

Wang Shi looked at the starry sky all night, but he could only see the crimson killing star that appeared from time to time. In the nameless place, the starry sky is so obscured that it is difficult to see other stars, which is also an important reason why the drama chose here.

Wasted the sea of qi and the starry sky, Wang Shi had almost lost all his strength, of course he would not accept his fate like this. What he created is his, and he will be able to find it.

There is no starry sky to see, but it is a very troublesome thing. The current Wang Shi does not have the ability to fly into the sky, let alone get rid of the play, so he can only look at the night sky without a single star. That's his starry sky, his Chen!

It will be extremely difficult to escape from the hands of the actor, and if you want to kill him, the degree of difficulty will undoubtedly increase several times.

Less than a good opportunity, Wang Shi can't do it, and now he can only ride in the same carriage with the play, and even need to work together to do the same thing with him.

At dawn, Wang Shi and the actor walked out of the room.

There wasn't a single figure underneath the inn, just a thin layer of dust and a series of footprints left by the walk yesterday. It seems that this place has been abandoned for countless years, and only Wang Shi and the drama have come.

The whole town was immersed in a thin blood-colored mist, the people of yesterday were gone, everything was just an illusion, there was no sound here, the silence was a little eerie.

The actor and Wang Shi took out the carriage from the backyard and came to the long street, but they didn't get into the carriage, but looked towards the end of the long street. Such a scene naturally couldn't scare the two of them, they were just looking ahead.

The cold mist seemed to faint from the dark red blood stains of the long street, transforming into the appearance of various unjust souls, staring coldly at the living beings in this world, trying to drag them to the same situation as himself.

"You'll have to sell some strength later. The actor said with a slight smile.

"Then you'll have to give me a knife. Wang Shi calmly stated the facts, looking non-negotiable.

"Give you a knife, and you're going to kill me. ”

"I'm not sure I won't before. ”

"What is sure? For you, as long as you take the demon knife and hate the killing, you will be sure. That's why I hung the demon knife on the car, and I didn't dare to let you hold it. "The drama really doesn't dare to hand over the demon knife to Wang Shi, that is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous thing, even if Wang Shi only has the spiritual power of the Qi Condensation Realm.

"You're too careful, too. ”

"If you're not careful, you'll cut off my head. When the actor said this, he still had a smile on his face, as if none of these things mattered.

Wang Shi calmly looked ahead, his eyes were like a pool of autumn water, and he did not make any waves. Even if the streets were full of killings, it was a normal thing for him. As for the murder, now in his eyes it is just an autumn leaf suddenly falling.

In the quiet cold fog, there was a deafening gong sound.

Clang!

A succession of blood-colored emissaries slowly walked down the long street, orderly, solemn, and terrifying, like a group of hellish soldiers, ready to hook someone's soul.

Although the long street is long, it is not wide. A horse-drawn carriage is enough to occupy half the width of a long street, let alone park in the center of the road.

The white horse and black car just blocked the road, but Wang Shi and the actor had no intention of giving way.

A strong-chested man with a nine-ring broadsword in his hand walked out, and the broadsword glowed with a unique cold light, making people understand at a glance that it had cut off countless heads. The strong man glanced at Wang Shi and Xizi coldly, nodded slightly, seemed to be satisfied with the two heads, and suddenly turned the big knife in his hand and slashed towards Wang Shi and Xizi.

Although the strong man is like a cow, and the big knife in his hand is like a guillotine, the speed of dancing is not slow at all, and the strong man who has passed through the Xuan Realm will definitely not be able to dodge.

With a flat knife, two good heads will fly out with their original heads, and blood will spurt straight out, rushing up three feet.

However, Wang Shi took a step forward, his knees slightly bent, like an old tree taking root, and he was firmly nailed to the ground. rushed forward with a punch, popped out his thumb, and had to be against the strong man's wrist, and then slashed back, and the five fingers bloomed like flowers, penetrating into the strong man's palm, just stretching it open.

In the end, the back of Wang Shi's palm was forced, and the strong man's hand popped out, and the nine-ring big knife fell into Wang Shi's hand.

After a pause, Wang Shi squatted slightly, and the nine-ring broadsword he held in his backhand spun from behind him to the front of him, cutting the throat of the strong man during the process.

The strong man saw all this in his eyes, and even every detail was clear, but he just didn't have the slightest strength to change the outcome, no matter how hard he exerted, he happened to be restrained by the other party, and he could only watch his throat being cut.

What's even more terrifying is that the wound can't be repaired anyway. A powerful murderous aura hovered over it, allowing life to flow out of it.

Wang Shi put away his knife, carried it behind his back, and took seven steps back.

Burst!

Blood gushed from the scar on the strong man's neck, spurting seven paces away. The tower-like man fell, like a dead fish.

The blood quickly spread out, and the masonry of the long street seemed to come to life, sucking it dry in an instant, and the dark red blood clots in the cracks of the stone became cheerful.

With just one move, it was also clean and neat, and Wang Shi killed the powerhouses of the whole realm.

The whole process is not fast, and even the people next to him can see it clearly with the naked eye, but the strong man just has no strength to resist, because he uses a knife.

Anyone who wields a knife will be vulnerable in front of Wang Shi.

Wang Shi and Xizi stood beside the white horse and black cart, their expressions did not change, and their eyes crossed the strange procession and looked towards the end of the long street.

On both sides of the long street, people suddenly emerged from the cold mist, as if they were a group of ghosts. The sound of squirming and chatter rang out, gathering into a mass and enveloping the long street, but no one could be found talking, as if people could speak without opening their mouths.

The strange procession walked to the carriage and had to stop.

Bell!

The gong struck three times, and the people in the procession looked straight ahead and sang in unison: "The underworld opens the way, and the people kneel down, and in order to show respect, nine heads are sacrificed." ”

The chatter of the people next to him became more dense, but no one opened their mouths, only cold eyes, staring at Wang Shi and the play. This discourse is more like the judgment of the gods, overlooking the tiny human beings.

The corpse of Xiao Er who was dragged out of the shop last night is enough to explain a lot of things, and the people of Jiutou Town at least will not rush to disturb Wang Shi and the show, knowing that this is not a good stubble.

However, this morning, Wang Shi and the actor stopped on the side of the road so swaggeringly, and also killed the beheading messenger, which is equivalent to offending the real owner of Jiutou Town, which is not an ordinary thing.

Now that these two people are so capable, I am afraid that they will not be able to escape death. For such a good show, the people around were so willing to watch it that they even put down the important things in front of them to watch.

The actor seemed to smile slightly and said, "They seem to be in our way." ”

Wang Shi said: "They will get out of the way." ”

"Get out of the way when you're dead. ”

"Then let them die. ”

The strange team suddenly dispersed to both sides, their heads bowed high, and their mouths were full of words, as if they were a group of mages who had transcended the undead.

A large blood-red sedan chair gradually emerged from the cold mist.

The eight strong men at the peak of the Xuan Realm walked forward smoothly, and the sedan chair on their shoulders did not make any shaking. Even when he stopped, the curtain on the sedan chair did not shake.

Suddenly, a slightly feminine voice came from the sedan chair, like a delicate little eunuch.

"Who's in the way?"

The joke said: "The nameless. ”

There was a burst of laughter in the sedan chair, and the feminine voice suddenly became fierce, turning into a demon who had killed countless people, and shouted: "Nameless junior, dare to shout here! Don't you know the rules of Jiutou Town?"

"What rules?"

"Every day, nine heads need to be hung from old trees outside the town, and the chosen ones are no exception. Luckily, you two are going to hang on it today. ”

Xizi glanced at the team and said, "I'm afraid there are more than nine heads today, and I'm afraid that the old tree is going to have a full meal." ”

The person in the sedan chair sneered, and his voice finally became normal, and said, "So, you want to kill these seventy-two people, and even wrap me?"

Originally, the actor would not talk much to the people in the sedan chair, but the long journey was boring after all, and he always had a little fun, so he asked with a smile, "Do you know what the rules of the nameless land are?"

As soon as the laughter in the sedan chair ended, it seemed that a pair of eyes poked out of it, staring at the play, and asked coldly, "What rules?"

"There are no rules. ”

"What rules?"

"There are no rules. ”

If there are no rules, there are rules.

Both Xizi and Wang Shi smiled, but none of the people on both sides of the long street could laugh.