The streets were silent. The once bustling avenue is now empty, the doors of the shops along the road are closed, and the wooden signboards sway gently in the wind, making a slight creaking sound. The voice was very clear and lonely in the empty street.

In what was originally a bustling market, there were only a few stray cats and dogs, looking for food on street corners or doorways.

The buildings on both sides cast a long shadow, and the sunlight shines through the gaps in the tall buildings and sprinkles on the ground, forming a series of light and shadows to illuminate this quiet world. The bluestone pavement on the street is exceptionally smooth because of the sound of footsteps that have not been seen for a long time, and occasionally a few fallen leaves swirl on it, as if they are also looking for lost life.

Although he guessed that such a situation might occur, the scene in front of him still made Su Jiming sigh.

The bandits broke into the city, and at any time they could riot into murder and robbery.

Such rumors are enough to make people panic, not to mention that the government has also advanced the curfew time, which directly verifies the authenticity of this rumor.

The merchants who came out of the stalls during the day were a little nervous, for fear that the bandits would rush out of nowhere, and this rumor had only been fermented for a day, and the city of Bianzhou had changed greatly.

"Shizi, Bianzhou"

Nie Qian's voice sounded, pulling Su Jiming's thoughts back from the tower.

He just glanced at Nie Qian, who looked a little anxious next to him, then retracted his gaze, landed on the slightly lonely street, and asked:

"What do you say over there at Six Doors?"

"They haven't contacted us yet."

Nie Qian seemed a little uneasy, and said:

"Doesn't Shizi really need me to call a few more people from the nightguard? The recent situation in Bianzhou."

Before the words fell, Su Jiming interrupted with a smile:

"Mr. Nie is a little concerned and confused, there are so many Sixth Realm guards who have been in me for a hundred years, maybe no one in this Bianzhou City is safer than me.

Unless you find the seventh realm, if you only find the fifth realm or the sixth realm, the ascension is really limited. ”

There is no shortage of people working under Su Jiming, if it is just to ensure safety, it is enough to have the help of a few Sixth Realms.

When Nie Qian heard this, she pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Did the Nightsman find out about the bandits?"

Su asked suddenly.

"No, but I heard that there were some discoveries over there in the Rain Pavilion."

Nie Qian paused for a moment and then slowly spoke:

"Yu Lingzhu contacted me and said that a group of suspicious people were recently found in Bianzhou, wandering near the south of the city, and there may be a relationship with those bandits."

"Oh?"

"This is what Tingyu Pavilion has summarized, the area where the group of people flow through Bianzhou, they are very vigilant, and there are many people from high realms, in order to avoid startling the grass and snakes, Tingyu Pavilion did not send anyone to follow them."

Hearing this, Su Jiming had already determined that the group of "suspicious" people that Tingyu Pavilion had noticed were the bandits, and at least there was a certain relationship with that group of bandits.

After all, there are only so many people in the fifth realm in Bianzhou City, and the "strangers" who can make the spies in the Listening Rain Pavilion worry that they will be exposed, and all kinds of conditions have limited the selection of candidates to a very small range.

"What do they think they will do?" Nie Qian asked.

In her opinion, this group of bandits from the Southern Regions will not show up anytime soon.

The first is that the whole city is under martial law, and the second is from the perspective of their own purpose, the longer they hide in the shadows, the greater the impact on Bianzhou.

Su Jiming took the creed of the location of the "suspicious person" recorded in Nie Qian's hand, and said:

"Bring all the night attendants in Bianzhou."

"What do you mean?" Nie Qian was a little unsure.

Su Jiming put away the creed and said:

"It's time to get ahead."

In a hidden corner, a faint light leaked through the crack of a dilapidated door, and the door, a cold breath came to the face, making people shudder.

In the dimly lit room, only a few flickering candles cast a faint light. The mould in the corners, the eerie noise of the wooden floors, and the peeling paint on the walls all around are a sign of the old and desolate place. Under the candlelight, a large wooden table in the center of the room was highlighted, on which were scattered some maps and weapons.

Around this table sat seven or eight rugged men, all of them burly with long beards on their faces and sharp and fierce eyes. Their clothes are shabby, and the stains and scars on their bodies reveal their alienation from the world and their lives of constant danger.

One of them, a middle-aged man with a full beard and scars, picked up a map, his rough fingers lightly tapped on it, and his voice was low and hoarse:

"Tulum, this operation must be successful with one blow, and there must be no more mistakes."

A younger bandit next to him lit a pipe, and after exhaling a circle of smoke, he said with a sneer:

"Those Central Plains miscellaneous people probably can't think of our plan when they are dying."

In the corner of the room, a man dressed in black sat quietly, he did not participate in the discussion, but just stared coldly at the magic weapon on the table, he was the leader of this group of bandits.

In front of him was a magic weapon used to communicate with the Southern Regions.

"Miss Xu, we have already set up the formation according to your plan, when will we start acting?"

The ritual lit up, and a line of words appeared.

[This is the offensive route and the defenders of Bianzhou, as well as the six-door patrol distribution map, do as I say]

Immediately after, a map emerged from above the artifact.

[Remember, this message must not be seen by anyone, and the artifact will be destroyed once the purpose has been accomplished.] 】

[The action is tonight, I will let the shadows inside the six doors drag them down]

The lines of words gradually dispersed, and the bandit leader put away the magic weapon and looked at the other bandits.

"It's time to act, Tulums."

When the words fell, the aura of murder suddenly rose.

The moon and stars are scarce, and it is a peaceful night.

However, the sudden explosion shattered the peace.

The residents of Bianzhou City followed the movement and looked out, but they saw an extremely terrifying scene.

Under the city wall, the firelight instantly rose into the sky, dancing like a cluster of brilliant fire dragons, its flames licked the sky, and the light almost overshadowed the moon in the distance, as if tearing the night apart, directly pushing the deep night to the dawn.

A deafening roar followed, followed by a rain of rubble crashing against the walls, the land, and nearby buildings. The sparks and smoke intertwined, forming a huge ring of fire, and a large amount of dust and smoke was stirred up, obscuring the view and only seeing chaos.

Everywhere, the sound of commotion was heard, and on the city walls, the soldiers guarding the city were pale, and the weapons in their hands were barely able to hold on to their hands because of the huge vibration.

- Turmoil began.

(End of chapter)