An old man shivering with cold was holding a young child in his arms, his lips parched from thirst for water.

The girl in the old man's arms was also born as thin as wood, and her little dusty face was tinged with an abnormal flush, obviously in the midst of a high fever.

The old man looked sadly and vacantly at the long night without a star, and it was not until the rustling sound was getting closer and closer that he turned his head blankly.

With a pair of cloudy old eyes, looking at the rustling ground, I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

On a bleak night, the ground was full of dead grass, and under the shadow of the moon, there were ten full shadows, like ghosts, moving forward at a speed comparable to that of the wind.

The ten shadows were obliquely reflected on the ground, refracted on the old bluestone wall, but in that space, there was no one to be seen.

In the slums, many people looked at the scene in front of them with a frightened gaze, and shrank into a ball in horror: "Ghost ...... There are ghosts!"

But the body was too tired and hungry, and it had long lost the strength to scream and scream, and the pronunciation of panic was weak and hoarse, and he didn't even have the strength to escape.

The old man held the little granddaughter who had been dependent on him for many years in his arms, his blue and white lips trembled and moved for a while, and then he thought about it.

If it is a nocturnal soul hooking ghost, if the underworld is empty, can he still let his grandfather and grandson stay away from this human purgatory and find a peaceful place in the underworld.

No one noticed that in the slums, there was an old man with gray hair, and when he saw ten shadows on the ground, his eyes were brighter than the moonlight.

The ten shadows formed a line, wrapping this slum in a circle, and countless energy energy ethereated from the black shadows, silently forming a dense invisible wall of qi in the night.

The wall of air is woven very fast, but it is difficult to see with the naked eye, and in the night, it is like a spider silk thread that melts into the moonlight, and it will break at the touch of a touch.

But when the flying eagles hovering above the imperial city in the north swept into this space.

But in an instant, a piece of plasma was strangled by this breathing wall of qi, and then silently dyed red and the white snow like silver filaments in the sky fell quietly.

A shadow spread out into the wall of air, ghostly shadows reflected in the night wind and swayed on the ground, seemingly drifting and confused.

But the owner of this shadow really can't hold out in his body, so he swayed.

A few strands of red blood flowed like rain in the white snow of the old alley, and a deep and young voice pierced out from the shadow: "The Ye family's military shadow attendant, the head of the secret hall heavenly guard, Yun Changkong!

The tone was calm, but in every word, you could feel the thick blood that was about to overflow between his lips and teeth.

The remaining nine black shadows did not dare to be stingy with the Yuan Force in their bodies, and frantically output, weaving this invisible qi wall more and more densely and imperceptibly.

At the same time, they also knew very well in their hearts that it was still unknown whether they would be able to escape from this northern imperial city tonight.

Their lives and time...... Extremely limited!

The old man who was in the night, with a faint light in his eyes, did not dare to delay in the slightest, and then stood up silently to greet him under the surprised gazes of the people beside him.

In the cold north wind, the old man took out a metal badge in the shape of a leaf from his bosom and solemnly pinned it to the neckline of his coat.

And from behind him, there were also five old men with gray temples following his movements, don't take care of the badge, and said with a heavy and solemn face: "Ye Jiajun, Feng Attendant Technique, a total of five people, see your lord!"

The empty eyes of the old man holding the girl moved slightly, and then when he heard the words, he was suddenly shocked by what was coming.

I never thought that the 'old acquaintance' who was like him on weekdays, exuding a poor and poor atmosphere, would actually be an agent sent by the enemy!

"Lao Zhang, Lao Wang, Lao Jia, Lao Ding, Lao Xie...... You ......" had the heart to question, but they didn't know where to speak.

The shadow on the ground flickered slightly, and a few wisps of blood flew out, but his voice didn't mean much pain, only irrepressible anxiety and uneasiness:

"Tonight, Wu Ying of the Yue Kingdom came to the Imperial City of the North Departure! There are signs of destroying the Southern Jin Dynasty with the Northern Alliance, and the only task of the wind shadow fifteen people tonight is to survive and bring this news back to Yong'an of the Southern Jin Dynasty!"

The Jin State and Wu Yue have already reached a thousand-year covenant, and the Great Jin is the most defenseless country among the countries against the Yue State.

If the Yue Kingdom wants to rebel and stab in the back at a critical moment, it is likely to become the most fatal blow to the defenseless Jin Kingdom.

Therefore, they who are closest to the Imperial City in the depths can only survive at this moment, convey the news back, and deploy a defense plan as soon as possible.

The five old men of the Wind Servant turned pale when they heard the news, and they had already vaguely guessed what they had when they saw the thunder and glory of the Imperial City, but when they heard this fact with their own ears, they still couldn't hold back their shocked and incomprehensible thoughts.

Fortunately, they are all professionally trained dead soldiers, but in a moment, they suppress the complex emotions in their hearts.

The old man at the head said in a deep voice: "It's a matter of national disaster! I will wait for five people to serve the wind, and I will swear to the death to escort the adults out of this place safely!"

The wind and shadow always depend on each other, and among the ten major military servants of the Ye family, only the wind attendants and the shadow attendants are known for their swiftness.

At that time, everyone in the world didn't know why the Ye family army, who was majoring in body shape exercises, had to be divided into two different military teams.

They didn't know that under the combination of wind and shadow, the speed created by the world had never been seen by anyone, so this has always become one of the few secrets in the Ye family's army.

"It's a pity that the consciousness is good, but it's a pity...... Tonight, you won't be able to go anywhere. ”

An obviously dangerous sound abruptly spread between this side of the world, but it broke through the long night wind and sand and drifted in the frost and cold snow.

As soon as the words fell, a light snort was heard clearly in the entire slum.

It was the sound of a sharp blade entering the body, piercing through the blood and bones!

The hot bloody slurry poured all over the flickering shadow that shrouded the ground, and the bloody warm and humid breath poured down.

The dark clouds above the sky had completely dispersed, and the bright moonlight shone on the beautiful young man among the shadows of the trees.

The young man's slender and weak arm was still indifferently throwing it, but the silver spear behind her had disappeared behind her.

The old man who was the leader of the wind servant still maintained this posture of bowing his hand, as if he was aware of it, but in fact he was unable to react at all.

The arms that hugged the fist were brutally twisted into a blood mist by the remnants of the strong wind at the moment when the silver spear galloped through the air, and before he could feel the heart-rending pain, his chest had been deeply penetrated.

The blood is still splattering!

stained the old man's pale face red.

In his life, he dedicated all his life to the Dajin Ye family.

He drew the ground as a prison, in order to obtain information, he was clearly a cultivator of high status, but he succumbed to this cold place, and he was trapped with this group of refugees for twenty years.

He's hovering here, he's seen too much death and aggression.

In order not to reveal his identity, he watched as the weak people here were gnawed and devoured by the stronger and hungry people.

Seeing that the scoundrels in the city had come to this slum to do the debauchery and cruelty in order to complete the tasks assigned by the powerful and procreate, they came to this slum to do that debaucherous and cruel thing.

The poor and the poor have no right to refuse.

And he has the ability to guard, but he can only watch it happen.

I can only wait for the task to come in a weak day.

Today, he finally made him wait.

But it was also the end of his life.

"Uh......" He rolled his Adam's apple, his face twitched, his eyes looked at the shadow on the ground with paranoia, and he said hoarsely, "Please also Lord Wei...... Try to live back to Yong'an!"

In Wu Ying's cold snort, the evil spirit hummed slightly, and the raging anger surged wildly, and the body of this old man, who couldn't even remember his name, was torn into countless blood-colored fragments in a violent wind.

The shadow on the ground trembled violently, and stood straight in the wind, letting the blood pour on him.

Kill one person directly, especially without stopping.

The rough fine iron spear body swirled around this purple lightning thunder snake, with three points of cold killing intent.

In the blood of the broken flesh, the bright red blood stained the falling snow flakes crimson, and thousands of snowflakes stopped flying and falling.

The pieces of the ground stood like a front, and between the entwining of the thunder snake, the blood-colored snowflakes were like countless small swords enveloping the remaining four wind attendants.

The pupils of the four old men shrank violently, and the horror of death in their eyes was perfectly suppressed in an instant, and they were soon swept away by a strong wind.

The long wind swirling all over the street, and before the fierce wind could gain momentum, I saw the beautiful and evil young man standing in the sky among the shadows of the trees slowly raised his arm and pointed out!

The four of them were shocked, knowing that at such a critical juncture, there must not be a trace of despair in their hearts.

But when they reacted in a very short moment, there was a dull twilight in their eyes, which had long been replaced by despair in the dead realm.

The purple lightning that lingered on the body of the evil spear suddenly surged, and the qi machine roared, which was better than the thunder of the nine heavens!

The pieces of blood-stained snowflakes flew rapidly, forming a circle of invisible qi walls that could isolate the heavenly machine, which was originally magnificent, but the snowflakes flew only for a moment, and they were cut to pieces by the rapid whirling wind.

The snowflakes were like the sword of time, wrapped in a roaring thunder, passing through the bodies of the four people and falling into the snow-colored earth.

Ten shadows spread on the snowy ground, and patches of red snow poured on the ground, like white snow falling on red plums.

It's just that the bleak red plum is rich in the smell of death, growing and blooming.

Blood dripped, staining large patches of snow red.

The bodies of the four people who stood upright were already full of holes, as if they had been eaten up by thousands of Gu worms to create countless blood holes, and finally collapsed.

And the shadow that should never show its true face on the ground from beginning to end is like a dead fish slowly emerging from calm water.

Ten blood-stained bodies, lying in columns.

The nine people had become cold corpses, and they didn't even have time to pull out the knife at their waists.

There was a person, the black clothes were soaked with blood, and when the cold wind blew, the warm liquid that overflowed from the wound was instantly cold.

(Yun Changkong: I heard that someone wants to see me pretending to be forced, I came out, see how I tortured Wu Ying and his girl, Lao Tzu is going to rise !!)