That night, the Wolf City Inspectorate and the Public Security Office were scouting in all directions, and even the Governor's Mansion sent a search team, just when they were searching overwhelmingly. Pen, Qu, Pavilion www.biquge.info Ah Heng had already taken Liu Chengcheng over the city wall and entered the ice field.

The endless ice field, like a dormant beast, is silent in the endless and eternal night. The wind from the far north carries a bitter chill, and even in early summer, there is not a trace of heat.

The endless conquest of humans, undead, and orcs for hundreds of years has created hundreds of miles of uninhabited land in the ice field. In this blood-soaked land, in addition to the demonic beasts that infested the grassland and jungle, there were only countless dry bones left on the battlefield, still waiting to return to the dream of the boudoir. The wind blows, making a whining sound, as if telling the longing for relatives in his hometown.

Ah Heng's whole body tensed, and he ran wildly against the cold wind, like a galloping lightning beast cutting a straight black line across the ice field. Behind him, the majestic shadow of the wolf city had long since disappeared from the sky.

Suddenly, his figure froze like a nail. A sword light seemed to tear through the darkness and pierced out from the black curtain in front of him. This sword is so abrupt, silent, swift as lightning, behind this sword, it seems that the whole heaven and earth are still.

In the face of such an amazing sword, Ah Heng remained motionless, as if he had not seen it. The sword stopped at his forehead, and never went any further.

"Bang Bang!" burst into applause, and a long figure stepped out of the night. As the figure walked out, the silent darkness suddenly came alive. It was as if a huge curtain had been lifted, and behind the black curtain, hundreds of meters away, a number of domed tents were arranged in a staggered manner, bright bonfires, the aroma of barbecue, for a time the voices of people were boiling, the lights were bright, and there was a bustling and lively market.

"Welcome to the Lost Town, my dear cousin!" the slender figure said, raising the flask in his hand, pouring it into his mouth, and laughing with open arms.

He suddenly scolded the man in black who was still holding a sword and pointing at Ah Heng: "Dark night, you idiot, throw away your sword, if he loses a hair, you will have no way to escape to the sky."

"The sword is in the people, and the sword is dead. As a swordsman, you will never discard your sword," said the swordsman who was called "Dark Night".

"Brainless!You're dead!", the long figure nodded at the dark night still holding the long sword, and approached with vain steps, revealing a clear figure, a pale and bloodless face, and an uninhibited expression, but without the stale atmosphere of a wine-colored child. He is a handsome and prodigal young man.

Ah Heng stared at the young man in front of him, took a half step forward, and looked at the sharp long sword that was close at hand.

"Dark Night" shook his hand, and before he could withdraw the long sword, he saw that the blue steel long sword had fallen to the ground like a broken tile. "Dark Night" looked at the only remaining hilt in his hand in a daze, and was inexplicably shocked.

The prodigal young man was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, pointed to the dark night and ridiculed: "I'll just say that you are dead! A broken sword is embarrassed to take it out and be embarrassed! The sword is in the people, the sword is dead, ahhh ”

Silent in the dark night, he dropped the hilt of his sword, and suddenly raised his palm to slap his head.

"Bang!", a wine jug suddenly smashed out of thin air, and the eyes of the dark night rolled, and before they could dodge, they were already knocked unconscious.

"Alas, pity my beloved flask!" the long young man hurriedly ran over, picked up his flask in pain, examined it carefully, and found that there was no damage, and then breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that in his eyes, the wine jug in his hand is far more important than the faithful "dark night" lying on the ground!

The young man kicked the "dark night" on the ground and scolded angrily: "This is a dead brain! A broken sword is not enough to pay me for my drink." ”

He shook his head, spread his hands and said to Ah Heng: "Cousin, you can watch it! ”

Ah Heng flipped his palm, and saw that the fragments of the sword body on the ground were floating in the air, and his hands drew a circle in the air, and all the fragments were constantly flying in the circle. Suddenly, Ah Heng clasped his hands together, compressed all the fragments in his palms, and disappeared. Immediately, countless debris fell from his palm, and Ah Heng's palm slowly parted again, and a sharp sword as thin as a cicada's wings continued to extend with his palm, as if it were magic, and reappeared from his hand. It can be seen that this sword is lighter and thinner than the original broken long sword, but the sword body is cold and cold, and the streamer is shining, as if it is a rare good sword.

The young man looked at Ah Heng, whose face had turned pale, and the hot air was constantly bubbling above his head. snatched the light long sword, patted Ah Heng on the shoulder and laughed, "Cousin, thank you for your hard work." You've comprehended the Frozen Family's art of reconstruction. This broken sword has been removed from impurities, and now it has become a rare sword. Tut-tut, cousin, your talent is truly enviable!"

He kicked the dark night under his feet, and said with envy: "This thing is really a fool and a fool!"

The young man put his arm around Ah Heng's shoulders and said affectionately: "Let's go, go in and have a drink or two, but you better take it easy in the town, your signature talent will make the guests here crazy." As far as I know, at least nine out of ten people here want to exchange your life for a reward, listen to my brother, don't do it, leave everything to me. ”

"There's no need to drink, Yue Qing Soul, this time I came to give you a deal. Ah Heng struggled slightly, broke away from the young man's enthusiastic embrace, took a step back, and took out a banknote of the Bright Dynasty from his arms, which was the thousand-yuan banknote left before. He handed the note to the young man in front of him.

The young man took it in a daze. Then, I saw Ah Heng's hand move, and I saw an ice sled sliding out of the grass behind him, and a sleeping young man lying on the scattered dead branches, Ah Heng pointed to the sleeping young man: "This person is the son of Liu Jiye, the inspector of Wolf City, I want him to live rather than die!"

The young man looked at Liu Chengcheng lying on the ice sled, carefully raised the banknote in his hand, came to his eyes to take a closer look, put it on his nose and sniffed it, and finally, even rubbed it in his hand and then unfolded it, revealing a ridiculous expression, and whispered in disbelief: "A thousand bright coins?"

"There is no doubt that the genuine currency issued by the Bright Dynasty is like a fake. Ah Heng smiled.

"Damn, Ah Heng, you look down on your brother too much. A thousand yuan? I can't buy wool here!" the young man suddenly became uneasy, and he pointed to the bazaar not far away, "See? That fat man! The one in animal skins!"

The eyesight of the two is different from ordinary people, Ah Heng looked in the direction pointed by the young man, and saw a fat man with ears like pigs, eyes like foxes, mouth like hippos, and a body shape like a round ball was hugging and hugging on the left, but there was a fox beauties with a bewitching body on the left and right, they were constantly teasing the fat man with their fluffy snow-white tails, and the fat man who was attacked in the key parts kept moaning comfortably. Suddenly, he lifted up two beautiful foxes and laughed wildly into the dome tent, and as soon as he entered the tent, he faintly heard bursts of screams and shameless laughter coming from it.

"Dead fat man" Ah Heng and the young man couldn't help but curse at the same time.

"Shameless!" Ah Heng scolded.

"Phew!" the young man spat hatefully.

The young man glanced at Ah Heng: "Do you know who this fat man is?"

Ah Heng shook his head.

"The distant nephew of the current Emperor of the Orc Kingdom, who was a guest at the palace half a year ago, couldn't hold back for a while, and secretly touched the hand of the current Beast Emperor's favorite concubine, and was ordered by the furious Beast Emperor to be sent to the shore of the Black Sea in the Far North, and ordered him to see the scenery there for a lifetime. If there is no accident, the best ending for this fat man will be to die on the shore of the deserted Black Sea, and at most he will engage in a few demonic beasts and spend the rest of his life. ”

"Isn't the Beast Emperor a woman today? her imperial concubine—" Ah Heng wondered.

"This fat man is notoriously ugly, he never discriminates between male and female, old and young, and dares to do it when he is in a hurry. The young man couldn't help but shake his body as he spoke, and spat in disgust again, "However, you also know that the Lost Town pays the most attention to the principle of fairness and voluntariness, and the two fox beauties just now took the initiative to post it." Not to mention the jewels scattered all over the ground, they can earn 100,000 yuan for one night with their beauties. If you look at the people, it's only been ten days since they came here, and they've already spent three million gold coins, remember, it's gold coins."

The young man flicked the banknote in his hand and looked at Ah Heng with disgust: "Look at you, what is this? Bright coin! Damn, this thing was no longer the hard currency of the mainland three hundred years ago." If you bring it to me, it's only a thousand dollars!"

The young man only felt unhappy, and then taught him a lesson: "Ah Heng, after you go in, don't say that it is my brother of Yueqing Soul, you can't afford to lose this person! However, this guy's grandfather is the Minister of Household of the Guangming Dynasty, and Lao Tzu is a high-ranking official of the Inspectorate, I heard that the Inspectorate of the Bright Dynasty is famous for protecting his shortcomings, are you sure you want to engage him!"

He persuaded earnestly again: "Be obedient, you keep this thousand yuan to buy lollipops for yourself." If not enough, I have one more point here. The young man took out a bag of gold coins from his bosom, estimated to be hundreds, and just such a bag of gold coins was worth no less than 100,000 bright coins, and he threw it casually.

Ah Heng sighed, took the gold coin and put it in his arms: "It turns out that Yue Qingsoul, who is known as the king of no man's land, is also a person who is afraid of things!"

"I'm not the king of no man's land, cousin, you have to be low-key and high-profile when you get rich. Moreover, it is not a question of fear or not, but a question of fairness and voluntariness, the cost is too high, and the benefit is too small. If I accept your order, I will smash my own signboard and insult my own personality. Since you hate him so much, you just did him, anyway, when the sky falls, our old man will stand on it-" Yue Qing Soul persuaded bitterly.

"It's not that he has to die, but that he might as well live as dead. A cold light burst out of Ah Heng's eyes.

The young man looked at the cold chill in Ah Heng's eyes, and couldn't help but shiver. How did this inspector offend Ah Heng-

"Dear cousin, actually, if you hate him to the extreme, it will be more enjoyable to do it yourself. Yue Qingsoul smiled, and suddenly, he seemed to think of something, frowned and said, "Are you also entrusted by others?"

"Yue Qing Soul, can you take this business?" Ah Heng said coldly, "My father-in-law always thinks about you and talks about you! It seems that you think of your father-in-law for ten or eight years." ”

Yue Qingsoul's face changed, "Didn't you say that uncle can't get out of the city within ten years?"

"Well, that's right, but have you forgotten what year this is?"

Yue Qingsoul's face suddenly became a ball of bitter gourd, he lowered his head and struggled for a long time, and his face was longer than a horse: "Okay, I will accept the person, just if you owe me a favor." Old man, you can't mention that you've seen me anyway, all these years, we've met secretly, and he doesn't know—"

"I don't owe you a favor. Ah Heng smiled mysteriously and pointed to the sword in the young man's hand: "This sword is the reward."

"It's just a sword!"

"An out-of-print Frozen Family Refactoring Sword, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's invaluable!" Ah Heng pouted, "Do you think there are still people in the Undead Tribe who can perform the Reconstruction Technique?"

"Hey, cousin, don't be undead, the undead tribe is a contempt for us by humans, you should say that God gives us a republic. Although the Senate is unkind to us, you can't slander yourself like humans!" Yue Qing's soul was dissatisfied, he scratched his head: priceless?

Thinking of this, Yue Qingsoul's mood improved slightly. He nodded and said, "Okay, deal." But you can't do it again, well, and your son, no, and your grandson. Anyway, as long as I live, no one will be allowed to perform the art of refactoring—"

"Deal!" Ah Heng nodded, patted Yue Qing's soul, who was half a head taller than himself, and showed a teachable smile, "Remember, notify me when you're done." Then, as if he was afraid that the other party would regret it at any time, he hurriedly turned around and left.

Yue Qingsoul looked at the figure of the other party leaving in a hurry, and shouted, "Why don't you go in and have a drink?"

"Next time!" Ah Heng's voice had become distant.

"Don't break in next time, I'm quite embarrassed!"

"Got it!Don't be long-winded, I'm already far away!" Ah Heng said impatiently.

"Do you want this thousand yuan of yours!"

"I'll tip you!"

"Thank you!" Yue Qingsoul replied habitually, and then spat violently: "Ahh

Looking at Ah Heng who was far away, Yue Qing Soul stroked the long sword, and said in his heart: What a good sword, the sword that has performed the art of reconstruction has always been the favorite of the sword casting master, as long as it is packaged a little, it will definitely be able to earn 1.8 million, no, it should be 18 million, and it is a gold coin?

Suddenly, there was a groan from under his feet, and the stunned "dark night" woke up and turned around, and sat up strongly.

Yue Qingsoul glanced at the "dark night" sitting on the ground, and only felt that he seemed to have missed something! He looked at this tenacious guy again, and suddenly his mind was clear, and then lightning and thunder roared: Damn, although the sword is good, but his mother is not his own! Do you want to cheapen this idiot? In the story, there has always been a beauty with a hero, and he has never said that a sword is a fool! He glanced at the "dark night" that was still dizzy, and he couldn't help but feel evil and guts.

He lowered his head and said softly to the "dark night": "I'm sorry, did it hurt to smash just now?"

"It hurts!" replied subconsciously.

Yue Qing's soul continued to say gently, "Does it hurt like this?" he raised the wine jug and pointed it towards the dark night's head again.

Dark Night nodded subconsciously, felt a sharp pain coming, rolled his eyes, and fainted again.

"I'm for your good, I'm not guilty, I'm guilty!" Yue Qingsoul shook his head and stood up, looking compassionate. He looked at Liu Chengcheng, who was also unconscious, and smacked his lips: "For the sake of my cousin's miserliness, give you a chance to choose your fate, if you are really an incorrigible garbage, then you can only live like garbage in the future." ”

Yue Qing's soul grabbed the ankle of the dark night casually, and turned around and walked away like dragging a dead dog. As he left, there seemed to be an invisible black curtain falling in the sky again. Dust to dust, dust to earth, the prosperous, noisy, obscene bazaar disappeared, of course, along with Liu Chengcheng, who was still asleep.

Silence returned to the ice as if nothing had happened.

Ah Heng, who was hiding in the grass in the distance, shook his head, his cousin was still so out of tune! Seeing that Yue Qing's soul was smashed, he really had to be ruthless, Ah Heng also felt pain in his head, it seemed that the one called "dark night" was not born with a tendon, he smashed it like this every day, how many times a day, if this was not stupid?