Jiu Feijun was a little surprised by his answer: "I didn't expect you to think like this...... You're saying you can't believe it right now, did he 'really' kill someone? ”

Du Yuyan Xing knew that this answer was a bit incomprehensible, so he then explained: "I, just because I have some understanding of his personality and his condition when we last met, and because of this, I can't explain his purpose for killing. As far as I know, the last time I saw him was two months ago, when he was still in retirement and had no intention of returning to the world. ”

"That doesn't explain his subsequent behavior." Jiu Feijun denied this, "As far as I know, Mo Yindao is burdened with a lot of blood debts. His seclusion could end at any moment, and perhaps he had some kind of opportunity after seeing you for the last time. ”

“…… Perhaps, but I'd like to find him for sure. Until then, I can only say sorry to the Surrogate on his behalf. Du Yuyan sighed, "If this is true, I will not intervene to help him." ”

"No need to apologize, I'm also an outsider in this matter. It's just that now the Nether Heaven is turbulent, and I'm thinking about the Peaceful Heaven...... A helping hand should be helped. ”

These words made Du Yuyan Xing raise her head. Different from his initial understanding, he somewhat understood what Jiu Feijun really meant.

Jiu Feijun continued: "In the past few days, I have found a few old friends. It's a pity that they were all affected by the reappearance of the rivers and lakes by the Mo Silver Knife, and they were negligent about the external troubles of the Nether Heaven. The Nether Jue Tongjun has a request for me, and the people of the Nether Heaven are indeed in dire straits, and this matter cannot be delayed. So I realized that if I want to support the Nether as soon as possible, I should give priority to the crux of the Pingmo Silver Knife. ”

"This, so it ......"

Du Yuyan nodded yes, already a little ashamed in his heart. is worthy of being a substitute, and his mind is tied to him.

After Jiu Feijun finished speaking, he turned to stare at him, waiting for him to reply.

Du Yuyan rubbed his hands, he knew what Jiu Feijun wanted him to do, and because of this, he was a little cramped. After all, convincing Mo Yindao is a difficult task for himself.

"I'll try my best, but ...... It's up to the sky. He stood up, his chest soothing a little, "In addition, Lord Agent, if the manpower is tight, I can make amends on behalf of Mo Yindao and support the Nether." ”

"You only represent you, and in the same way, I have no enmity with Mo Yindao, so I don't need to 'make amends'." Hearing the desired reply, Jiu Feijun's serious face showed a little crack in the sun, "But you are willing to support from the Nether, I welcome it." I'll contact you if necessary. ”

Du Swift nodded. But it seemed that something was wrong, and after thinking about it, he just opened his mouth and didn't speak.

"By the way, I remember you liked the white cream. I will give it to you. ”

Jiu Feijun took out a paper bag from his side, but turned his head to see Du Yuyan walking far away. He had already walked to the door, and he only waved his hand at the gift.

"Next time. …… I will find him as soon as possible. ”

With that, the lone swift disappeared outside the door.

The faint sunlight outside the door shone obliquely into the dimly lit hall. Jiu Feijun, who was sitting alone, looked at the paper bag in his hand for two seconds, smiled to himself, and stood up.

He thought of the day before yesterday, a brief meeting with the owner of Zhou Moth. These are all old friends back then, but after so many years, they feel more and more strange to each other.

But...... The lone swift line is not the same as the fox butterfly clothes. That woman still maintains the agility of the year, and Du Yuyan Xing seems to be not old, but her heart has been dulled a lot in the years that have been consumed unconsciously.

His memories were quickly recalled. Now that the things in front of us are finally in sight, maybe there is something new to do next.

…………

At this moment, the Nether Heaven was as Jiu Feijun had expected, and the situation was in full swing. On the other side of the sea, the fangs of the sea gradually spread, and they followed the current to the land.

It was getting dark, and there were not many pedestrians on the streets, but a passionate shout could be heard from a long distance. As the sound passed, the smell of sweat slowly fermented in the air, and the yellow and clear lights swayed among the figures.

"Up! Come on! ”

"Don't be afraid, lock his neck! -! ”

The crowd all stared, and their eyes were bloodshot. They hold their red tickets in their hands, which record which side they are betting on. If you can win the bet, you will be able to get twice the amount of money you invested.

In the ring, the two strong men were already covered in blood, but they still tirelessly beat each other. The dull sound of a punch echoed around the funnel-shaped zenith, cruel and bloody.

Because it is a night game, the fighters who appear on the stage are all strong opponents who win during the day. But even so, after a day of fighting, the two looked wobbly at the moment, and as the injuries were exchanged, their steps became more and more faltering.

These two people are both local men.

Blood and sweat were raining, and the ground in the ring was extremely slippery. The two of them didn't know how long they fought, but as the night outside completely fell, a rumbling sound came, and one of them finally fell to the ground from his injuries.

The winner raised his hand, but soon his knees went limp, and he fell to his knees. With the cheers of the crowd that erupted next, under the yellow light, the blood on the hands of the winner, and the weak rise and fall of the loser's chest, all looked so crazy.

At this time, the two figures sitting in the corner took a low sip.

"It's like hell."

"Why did it become like this......

The old man's face was a mixture of panic, worry, and confusion.

Seeing that the curator was worried, Ling Guangtong cast his eyes back on the field. Soon he added: "After that is a duel between two strangers." But...... There is no suspense. ”

The curator sighed. He seems to have a lot to say, but in the face of this situation, he can't say anything.

With a burst of boos, two strong men from a foreign land also appeared. They circled the venue and flaunted their power to the surrounding audience.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the two men put on a posture again and began to fight.

The crowd began a new round of shouting. The curator touched his earlobe, and he felt quite noisy around him, as if a thousand wasps were circling and flying.

"Tournament winners also get a lot of money. But these two people are not at all like just now, and they are quite measured. ”

Let the light explain sharply with the same eyes. The curator raised his head, and after just one glance, he already understood the mystery.

"These strangers are all in the same group. They conserve their physical strength, and whoever loses and who wins has already had a script in advance. "In this way, when you wait for the finals, you can easily defeat the exhausted local." Or are they full of money. ”