In the darkness, six figures formed a conical queue, running rapidly from west to east. The leader was a man in a white shirt, two men in black followed closely behind him, and three men in black in the same costume ran in a straight line at the end.

"Prey found!" Among the three people running at the back, a man in black on the south side suddenly stopped, raised his right hand, and put his two fingers together in front of his forehead.

The other five people followed and stopped, and successively surrounded the man in black, and waited quietly to the side.

Half a moment later, the man in black continued: "It's in the southerly direction, but it's a little far, more than a hundred miles from here. ”

"Very good! Before the help arrives, all we have to do is keep an eye on the prey from a distance, grasp their travel route, and make sure that the exact location of the prey can be detected at any time, and the specific actions in the future need to wait for the next order of the city lord!" said the man in white shirt slowly, with a little joy in his voice.

"Night crows will make a call when they spot a target, and they should already know that they are being targeted, and they will definitely be vigilant. One of them spoke.

"It doesn't matter, it's enough to keep track of their movements! Keep approaching your prey! But keep the distance between ten and twenty miles, and keep that distance to follow. The man in the white shirt said.

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When the eastern sky appeared white, Bian Yao and the girl woke up from their sleep one after another, each sitting on a blanket and stretching their waists and arms. After a whole night of dormancy and adjustment, the spirit and physical strength of the two returned to full state.

The black-clothed young man sat silently, watching the two of them silently until they finished eating the spirit fruit, and then he whispered, "...... in the night."

"What's going on at night?" Bian Yao and the girl looked at him almost at the same time, their eyes widened, and they said in unison.

The boy was annoyed, not because he had been interrupted, but because the two men looked at him. It's just a matter of being stared at by two pairs of eyes without blinking, but the strange eyes of those two people are like looking at a monster that can suddenly speak, full of novelty!

The black-clothed young man avoided the eyes of the two, paused slightly, and continued: "A crow appeared in the night, and since it first appeared and left, it has flown back and circled a few times every half an hour. ”

"Why didn't you wake us up sooner, you stupid boy?" cried the girl.

"There's no need!" replied the boy with a nonchalant expression.

"It seems that the dead boy really said that there is this nasty dead crow! The girl half-bowed her head, her face cloudy, her eyes rolling as if thinking about something.

Bian Yao sat on the blanket and held his chin, raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment, and said: "Now there is a big problem, we don't know the number of trackers, how far away are we? I don't know what their strength is, what should we do if they catch up?"

"What are you thinking about so much, if you catch up, you'll kill them all!" replied the girl viciously, and a few fierce lights flashed in Shui Lingling's eyes.

Bian Yao glanced at her sideways, and said in his heart, you should kill people every day! She looks quite delicate, but she can't help but shout that she wants to kill people, and see who dares to marry you in the future! Thinking of this, he shook his head and sighed, and asked: "Then what are we doing now? Do we continue to stay here and wait for the crow to come, or do we leave as soon as possible and continue on our way?"

"I can get rid of that crow!" said the young man in black coldly.

"Do you really have a way?" the girl raised her head at his words.

The boy did not answer her words, but stood up and looked to the west, where a black dot could be seen in the distance. He slowly raised his right hand, pulled out a sword finger, and stared intently at the approaching black dot.

It didn't take much time, and I could already tell what the black dot was, it was a black crow. Once overhead, it began to fly around the top of the trio's heads.

After two breaths, the crow flew above the black-clad boy's head and let out a disgusting cry. At that moment, the young man suddenly raised his finger and waved it into the sky, and a white sword qi shot out from his fingertips in an instant, as fast as lightning!

Before the crow's "croak" sound died down, a white light pierced through the chest, and the pair of flapping wings suddenly stagnated, and the body fell vertically from the air.

Bian Yao and the girl ran over to take a look, and the crow was lying motionless on the ground, already dead. There was a streak of blood on its chest, red slowly spilling out.

"That's right! It's only been half a year, and I've been able to practice my sword qi to such an accurate level! It seems that I, the elder sister, will never be able to compare to you!" the girl turned her head and laughed.

The boy did not reply, but turned around and walked eastward without saying a word, as cold as usual.

The girl grinned, turned her head and found that Bian Yao was still squatting on the ground staring at the crow, so she shouted at him, "Let's go! Dead boy, you still want to roast it and eat it!"

Bian Yao stood up in response, followed behind the girl, and frowned tightly without speaking. Seeing the moment the sword cultivator boy knocked down the crow, he did feel a burst of surprise in his heart, but soon, doubts arose in his mind.

When escorting the goods to Light Wind City, Bian Yao had noticed that in the north courtyard where the evil cultivator lived, some strange trees were planted, and there seemed to be crows perched in the branches, and there was more than one.

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More than ten miles away from them, under an old tree, there were six figures, among which three men in black were dressed in the same costume, and two of them had a crow on their shoulders.

"Ahh

"What's going on?" asked the man in white shirt sitting against the trunk of a tree.

After a while, the man in black returned to normal, but his face showed uncontrollable sadness, "My crow has been killed!"

When several other people heard this, their faces showed surprise, and one of the men in black had a look of disbelief on his face, "How is it possible?"

"If that sword cultivator is really a sword maniac, he may be able to do it!" the white-shirted man said in a cold voice after pondering for a while.

"In this way, our actions ......," the man in black hesitated.

"Keep releasing crows for tracking!, but fly a little higher, even if the sword maniac can emit sword aura, there is a distance limit. Generally speaking, the sword qi emitted by the sword maniac will automatically dissipate once it exceeds twenty zhang away. Just widen the distance!" The man in the white shirt snorted coldly and commanded.

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Light Breeze City, inside the City Lord's Mansion.

In the afternoon, an old man in civilian clothes with a sad face was walking in the garden, and judging by his tightly knit eyebrows, he seemed to be thinking about something.

Suddenly, the old man's expression moved, and he looked up at the void in front of him, but saw a paper talisman appear in front of him out of thin air.

The old man in civilian clothes reached out and grabbed the talisman paper, put it in front of his forehead, and his complexion suddenly changed greatly!

After a moment of pause, the old man slowly suppressed the shock in his heart, held the rune paper tightly into his palm, and then raised his hand, and the powder drifted away with the wind.

There was only one brief message recorded in the messenger - "The princess is out of the palace with the four princes." ”

The old man paced back and forth in the garden, and after pondering for a long time, a few fierce flashes welled up in his eyes. He made an extremely dangerous decision! This decision has a certain risk, and it is very likely to bring about the destruction of the clan to himself! However, he was able to sit on the position of the city lord today because of his strict style of never leaving a trace of trouble!

Putting aside the last trace of hesitation, the essence in the eyes of the old man in civilian clothes flashed, and he resolutely opened his hand, and a new messenger appeared in his palm.

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