There is Hou Wenfu pointing to the sword of the Son of Heaven and Wang to disturb the qi of tens of thousands of miles, Chu Shishanhe is just not afraid of being discovered, although the former wolf and the tiger, it is not easy to find two people from the vast area of tens of thousands of miles, not to mention that in the past few years of being chased and killed, Chu Shishanhe is not just running for his life.

So after Chu Shishanhe and Chu Xinsu landed, Chu Shishanhe quickly changed his face from the Qiankun bag and wore it, and put on a coarse cloth and open-minded knight's standard outfit, which is a swordsman who walks the rivers and lakes with a mediocre appearance, Chu Xinsu is also dressed as an ordinary female chivalrous guest, if he puts it aside, Chu Xinsu, whose background can be summed up by the word noble, definitely doesn't even look at it.

It is indeed with the identity of his own Spirit Clan Holy Maiden, unless he meets those real desperate people, Chu Xin Su does not have to worry about death, even the soul clan's mortal enemies Mobei Soul Clan and soul exorcists do not dare to kill the Spirit Clan's saintess on the spot, because once the Spirit Clan's faith saintess dies, it means that this is a complete declaration of war against the Spirit Clan, and it is definitely an endless situation. Of course, the most headache is the promising Chu madman Lu Tong.

Why is it that on the Tai'an Mountain, Mr. Daomen Er did not hesitate to offend the hundred tribes, and with the blood of the hundred tribes, he forcibly sacrificed to the sky again, in order to break the ridiculous joke that was not accepted, even if you are the strongest in the world, what about this, there is no successor in the end, so the potential of the younger generations is not inferior to the real combat power of the predecessors to a certain extent.

Chu Shi Shanhe wanted to buy two lame old horses at the post station, although Xuanren Prefecture is the only front line in the seven states in the north of the human race that has not burned for thousands of years, but the war horse resources are still tight, otherwise Zhang Yi would not take advantage of the rebellion of the Shifang Pavilion to include the entire Pingling Prefecture into the territory of the human race to train war horses, Chu Shi Shanhe can buy two old lame old post horses at the post station It is already rare, although the post horse is not as good as the war horse management, but it is also an important strategic resource written in black and white on horse politics.

With a horse, it is like a fledgling knight who has stepped into the rivers and lakes.

Since Jinyang Mountain, Chu Xinsu has obviously talked less, and she is about to leave Xuanren Prefecture, which is the Demon Land, is it difficult for her Chu Xin to continue to follow up the Demon Land, and follow Xiaoshanhe to the Wing Demon Chu Master's Mansion in Dadu? What's more, the senior of the Tianyan Hou family had already said that his brother was on his way here.

Chu Xinsu's thoughts, Chu Shishanhe didn't know so much, but he originally wanted to solve Chu Xinsu's confusion on the ferry, but he was disturbed by Old Man Hou and Jing Changzhai, and Chu Shishanhe didn't know how to start now.

One of the two people was reluctant to speak, and the other didn't know how to speak, so they moved forward slowly and leisurely.

The sun is gradually slanting to the west, although it is said to be the south of Xuanren Prefecture, but after all, it is a northern continent, and there are still fewer people, so the villages and cities are also less, and they rushed to Xinji City before dusk, so as not to sleep in the wild.

Because there has been no war in Xuanren Prefecture for thousands of years, the guards of Xinji City are also a little looser, and the storyteller who has just finished finishing his book walks out of the largest teahouse in Xinji City with a fan, and just stops to look at the south gate of Xinji City as soon as he goes out.

Although the appearance of Hou Wenfu caught Mr. Storyteller a little off guard, fortunately, Hou Wenfu's identity is too sensitive, otherwise Mr. Storyteller wants to drive Jing Changzhai to forcibly break back the direction that has deviated from the established development direction.

However, Hou Wenfu disturbed the breath of half of the Xuanren Prefecture with a sword, so that Mr. Storyteller once lost the location information of Chu Shi Shanhe, if it wasn't for Chu Shi Shanhe who came to this new auspicious city by chance, Mr. Storyteller could only press this conscience bureau and then start from a new layout, but if this is the case, I am afraid that the means will not be as gentle as this time.

Seeing Mr. Wuming like this, he immediately understood, and he had nothing to do here for more than a year, and finally waited for that guy to come.

Seeing Wuming's imminent thoughts, Mr. Storyteller stretched out his hand to stop him and shook his head: "No hurry." ”

Wuming scratched his head, a little impatient, this Xinji City is really boring, if it is located on the border, Wuming can still sneak out for a walk around if he has nothing to do, in this Xinji City is really every day except to pick thorns from this iceberg face, there is really nothing else to do.

Wuming pointed to the south gate and put down his hands and danced, the implication was already very clear, that demon had been chased and killed by various forces, how could the former wolf and the tiger stay in one place for several days, and then don't do it, what if they let people go?

The storyteller retracted his gaze, lightly tapped his left hand with a fan, and then turned his head and walked towards the residence, with a smile that was a little relaxed, as if everything was under control: "What is the urgency when everyone is here?" ”

On the south side of the gate, the city lord who has always been lazy has just received the news of the inspection of the county guard of Xuanren Prefecture, and he hurriedly went out to inspect all parts of Xinji City, Xinji City is on the border, but it is not a border city in the end, there are not so many government affairs to be busy, but the face project that should be done is related to the attitude towards the county guard, of course, there should be 'filial piety', which is related to the career of the city lord Huang Zhonghe Huang Zhonghe will naturally not give a cent less to the county guard.

Chu Shi Shanhe and Chu Xin Su dismounted early and walked a few hundred meters away from the city, this is a show of weakness towards the defenders of Xinji City, after all, Chu Shi Shanhe is not in the capital of the demon clan, what is the street horse, Chu Shishanhe is no longer the Chu Shishanhe of the past, not to mention that he is still being hunted down and killed, it is better not to have a conflict in everything.

In view of Chu Shishanhe's modest walking behavior, the defenders of Xinjicheng did not make it so difficult for Chu Shishanhe, asked where they came from, looked at the two lame old horses, and let them go directly.

It is naturally faster to have money, but if there is anyone in the city, it will inevitably be looked down upon, and the spy of the human race, Chu Shishanhe, does not dare to be careless, and it is better to do everything according to the rules.

Just when Chu Shishanhe was about to cross the city gate, he happened to catch up with the Xinji City Lord to inspect it, and Chu Shishanhe and Chu Xinsu led the horse and honestly retreated to the side to make way.

Huang Zhonghe is a chubby middle-aged man, covered in greasy meat, trembling three times when he takes a step, wearing a cyan official uniform, sweating without taking a step in a sedan chair, constantly wiping his sweat with a white silk handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks, and hugging twenty or thirty people.

Chu Shi Shanhe honestly leaned aside to make way, Huang Zhonghe glanced at Chu Xinsu beside Chu Shi Shanhe, snorted coldly and stopped looking, even if her skin was so dark, even if she climbed into her own bed, it was that she wanted to take the initiative to climb into her own bed, Lao Tzu was not uncommon, his face was so dark, and his waist must be hard to death, is Lord Huang a person who lacks women.

Chu Shishanhe glanced at Huang Zhonghe expressionlessly and did not speak.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead again, Huang Zhonghe asked him to stop and hide in the dark city cave to avoid the not blazing sun.

However, at this moment, several black shadows attached to the roof of the doorway leaped down and attacked Huang Zhonghe.

Demon exercises? Chu Shi Shanhe's eyes trembled, in fact, at the beginning, Chu Shi Shanhe had already discovered the traces of these assassins, not coming at him, of course, Chu Shi Shanhe did not choose to make a move, in the final analysis, the survival of the human race Xinji City has nothing to do with him.

After all, Huang Zhonghe is still the lord of a city, and in addition to the martial arts guards on the battlefield, there are naturally a few monks around him.

It's just that those assassins are really tricky, and they entangled all the monks and warriors one-on-one, and there was even an assassin who finally jumped down from the door hole and aimed directly at Huang Zhonghe, but just before the short knife entered the abdomen, Huang Zhonghe, who looked like a wasted person, suddenly burst out, and with a wave of his big hand, he directly slapped the eater who was stabbing in the face.

The black-clothed assassin spun one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and fell right at the foot of Chu Shishan River.

Huang Zhonghe grinned, supported the handles on both sides of his body, looked around at the guards who had been fighting for a long time, scolded angrily, put his hands behind his back, and pointed at the seriously injured and masked assassin, the city gate guards instantly understood what the city lord meant, and went straight to the assassin around the battle.

The assassin, who was covered in black and left only one eye, shouted angrily: "The Demon Eight Jade Master Master is about to descend, if you want to live your life, fucking get out." The voice was deafening, and it was clear that it was shouted with all his might. The goal was achieved, and the Assassin committed suicide.

This is the iron law of assassins, dead soldiers, and spies, because these three types of people hold certain secrets, and once they are caught alive, they will definitely threaten their own forces, so suicide is the only and most effective way.

As the first Assassin committed suicide, the rest of the Assassins also committed suicide in a decisive manner without any delay.

A headless and brainless horror assassination, and Huang Zhonghe, the city lord who suppressed the entire Xinji City with an iron fist, got nothing more than a group of corpses.

Of course, the most confused thing is Chu Shishanhe, because she knows this group of people at all, and her strength has still penetrated to this point, so why should she be forced to work hard for three years in the Daming City Horse Farm where birds don't?

But what was the point of this elaborate assassination accusation, the group of assassins didn't even know that the person they were desperately proclaiming was right in front of them.

Huang Zhonghe glanced at Chu Shishanhe, then smiled sinisterly, then sat down again, and waved his hand gently: "Drag these eye-catching things out to feed the dogs, and the people in charge of guarding the south gate today don't have to stay here anymore, let's go to the army." Huang Zhonghe tossed his nails with one hand, ignored the ghost's crying wolf crying for mercy, and walked away with a bang, and then was surrounded by people and left.

Chu Shi Shanhe didn't speak, pulled the horse, and left with Chu Xinsu, this kind of turmoil is actually not strange to Chu Shishanhe, but this kind of life-threatening assassination has to make Chu Shishanhe vigilant, this new auspicious city must not be as simple as it seems.

Chu Shishanhe plans to leave immediately tomorrow morning, and the sooner you leave this dangerous place, the safer it is.

In a tavern, the noise was extraordinary, and suddenly there was a startle, and the storyteller dressed in white smiled slightly, and he had already won the applause of the whole house before he could speak.

Mr. Storyteller, picked up the fan and opened it slowly, but no one urged him.

"I've said that the devil is in trouble with the Shifang Pavilion, today let's talk about the devil's forbidden wandering rivers and lakes......"