Chu Shishanhe on the second floor of the inn was suddenly startled, suddenly opened the window, jumped up and jumped onto the roof of the inn. This set of operations was like a cloud of water, and even Chu Xinsu didn't react, but at the moment when Chu Shishanhe jumped out of the window, Chu Xinsu turned his right hand and instantly lifted the snow on the moon, and then he was sensed.

But no matter how Chu Xinsu, who was born with a mastery of soul and divine sense, scanned the surroundings, he never found any danger around, not even the divine sense of the monk, but he could make Chu Shi Shanhe react so much, Chu Xinsu really didn't dare to be careless.

But after repeated confirmation, Chu Xinsu never found anything unusual, so he had to follow the footsteps of Chu Shishanhe and jump onto the roof.

Originally, the two streets of the North Gate Inn were all soldiers because of the encirclement and suppression last night, and two people in broad daylight climbed onto the roof in a row, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

And this is what surprised Chu Xinsu the most, because along the way, Chu Shi Shanhe really adhered to the principle of doing things to annihilate everyone, and if he could avoid it, he would avoid it, and if he couldn't avoid it, he would create opportunities to dodge.

And now Chu Shishanhe's swaggering behavior is really different from the previous practice. It seems that he is afraid that others will not know that there are 'two' demon assassins who are on the run.

"What's wrong with Xiaoshanhe?" Chu Xinsu jumped up and saw Chu Shishanhe, who seemed to be deliberately waiting for him.

Chu Shishanhe pointed to the north and said, "I can feel that there is a 10,000-strong army coming urgently. ”

Chu Xinsu released his divine sense to the north to the greatest extent, but he still didn't feel the slightest abnormality, but since Chu Shishanhe said it, Chu Xinsu of course didn't dare to hold it up, so he had to ask Chu Shishanhe to do this.

After Chu Shishanhe was silent, he said: "Go from the west gate and take a long detour." ”

Chu Xinsu nodded, and at the same time applied Lingyin on the two of them.

After all, the leap between two people on the roof in broad daylight is too conspicuous.

The habit of fleeing all the way, of course, the two of them will not throw things away as soon as they enter the door, and the things are all on themselves at all times, in addition to leaving no clues, it is also convenient to get out quickly.

However, just as the two of them were running out of the street, suddenly a voice sounded from the lake in their hearts.

"Don't be in such a hurry to leave, the audience is going to leave before the show starts, so it's a shame for me."

Chu Shi Shanhe stopped in an instant, looking at the North City Gate Tower, in fact, although Xinji City was about to suffer a catastrophe, but for Chu Shi Shanhe and Chu Xinsu, as long as there were not a large number of monks in this scale of battle, the two of them could be said to leave if they wanted to.

This is still the case in the battle, not to mention that before the start of the war, in fact, as long as Chu Shishan and He are ten miles away from the city, he will be able to open his magic wings and use Chu Xinsu's spiritual secret method, just to carry out a rapid strategic transfer of a short distance, which will not be discovered by the warships of Daming City.

For Chu Shishanhe and Chu Xinsu, the north gate is undoubtedly the best choice, and the reason why Chu Shishanhe chose the west gate is to avoid the two mysterious people on the tower of the north gate.

"Little mountains and rivers?" Chu Xinsu looked at Chu Shishan River.

The latter frowned slightly, and could only choose to go to the north gate, Chu Shishanhe knew that in fact, this kind of choice would be very different from their purpose and idea, and even this was beyond Chu Shishanhe's control, but in order to avoid complications, Chu Shishanhe could only meet with that strange guy.

When the two of them arrived at the roof of the north gate tower of Xinji City, they were a little surprised.

In fact, the four of them had already seen it as early as yesterday, and Chu Shi Shanhe was just simple and absolutely this storytelling was not simple, but I didn't expect it to be so simple.

On the north side of the roof, a white dress is slender and straight, holding a green bamboo and white jade fan, facing south and backing north, and the green belt used as a hair bundle and the hair are long and fluttering in the wind, standing on the cornice, just standing so simply, it makes people feel high and dare not blaspheme.

And there was another brown guy dressed in a very simple and neat dress, with a wooden sword slung behind his waist, squatting on the side and looking at the two people curiously.

At the moment when he and Chu Xinsu looked at each other, his eyes were full of disdain, and he finally cut and twisted his head.

Seeing these two people, Chu Xin was like a great enemy, and then explained to Chu Shishanhe in a low voice: "Xiaoshanhe ......"

However, before Chu Xinsu finished speaking, Mr. Storyteller directly interrupted and took the initiative to introduce: "The storyteller of the Emperor Yuan Palace." ”

Wuming on the side also said impatiently: "Emperor Yuan Hall Wuming"

"Daming City, the demon clan outcast, Chu Shi, mountains and rivers."

The storyteller smiled and nodded, sure enough, Chu Shi Shanhe was still unwilling to call himself the Winged Demon Clan, it seemed that he had a lot of resentment against the Winged Demon Clan, but this illustrated another problem, Daming City beheaded the Black Demon Tian Qing.

Mr. Storyteller looked at Chu Shishanhe's waist, and sure enough, it was the indestructible black blade and magic knife Zhu He.

Wuming looked at the storyteller and asked directly in the heart lake, "This is the devil Chu Shi Shanhe?" Look, it's not very good, or that book, I'll help you grab it, how about you let the group of people in the north retreat? ”

Mr. Storyteller responded unceremoniously: "Shut up!" ”

Wu Ming sighed a few times and didn't dare to speak again, nothing else, he couldn't be afraid, that's all.

At the same time, Chu Xinsu also explained to Chu Shi Shanhe in the heart lake: "These two are the officials of the Emperor Yuan Palace, I have met before, and the one who seems to be a fool of Wu Ming, once easily took my brother's three swords without taking a step back, and Wu Ming seems to be just a disciple of the storyteller." ”

Chu Shishanhe looked at the storyteller solemnly, but asked Chu Xinsu in his heart: "All your strength?" ”

The strength of Chu madman, although Chu Shi Shanhe has not personally comprehended it, but it is also really seen with his own eyes, fierce and unmatched, worthy of the name of a madman!

Chu Xinsu denied it: "Of course not, but after the three swords, that Wuming still has the strength to jump around, as if nothing happened, and my brother said at the time: That guy has a sword that has not yet been unsheathed." ”

"Got a sword?"

Chu Xinsu nodded.

Chu Shi Shanhe instantly understood in his heart, that the Wuming sword cultivation was undoubted, but he could dare to catch and catch the three swords of the Chu madman just with the sword, which showed that the person's swordsmanship attainment was definitely not low.

But even so, Chu Shishanhe still can't show any panic or uneasiness, as the saying goes, the surface is as stable as an old dog, in order to be invincible.

Chu Shi Shanhe put his left hand behind him, and leaned into Zhu He's position on the right side of his right abdomen, and then asked: "I don't know what Mr. Storyteller is looking for me, I remember that the first iron rule of the Emperor Yuan Palace is not to take the initiative to meddle in the disputes of the hundred clans, Mr. Storyteller will not simply want to talk to me." ”

Mr. Storyteller smiled slightly and responded, "Of course not, the Spirit Saintess has met again." Of course, the second sentence was said to Chu Xinsu.

Before Chu Shishanhe could speak, Mr. Storyteller continued: "From this to the north, the ten counties are Daming City, and Daming City is the demon land further north. The green bamboo and white jade fan in the storyteller's hand tapped lightly on his left hand and smiled: "It's enough to wait for Your Excellency here." ”

Chu Shishanhe slowly stretched out his right hand into his arms, slowly took out a book, and asked, "Is it because of this book?" ”

Wuming's eyes emitted a burst of light, and it was really this book.

The storyteller nodded but shook his head: "Yes, no." ”