Half a year later

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone on the earth, and three sturdy horses entered the thousand-year-old city of Ding'an City with all the wind and dust.

Ding'an City, a thousand-year-old city, has a long heritage, generations of prosperity, there are countless capable people in the city, and Sima Yi, a generation of heavenly kings of the ancient country of China, is the lord of this ancient city.

Two hours later, in front of the city lord's Sima's mansion, three middle-aged men led three healthy horses and looked at the quaint and atmospheric city lord's mansion. Eight generals in armor and swords stood majestically on both sides of the gate.

"A few little brothers, we are from the Phoenix Xingwei Dart Bureau, a few days ago, someone asked us to hand over the belongings to the Sima City Lord, and I bothered the little brother to report. ”

The three middle-aged men were dressed in the costumes of Xingwei Dart Bureau, they were born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and their limbs were powerful, obviously they were the dart masters who had strong foreign kung fu, but in the face of the mighty guards in front of the Heavenly King's Mansion, the three dart masters did not dare to be disrespectful.

"Xingwei Dart Bureau?

The eight ironclad generals who should have been expressionless and had cold expressions couldn't help but look at the three dart masters from another city with different faces...... In a pavilion in the back garden of Sima Cheng's Mansion, a young man with long hair and a white shirt with a pair of sharp eagle eyes hurried over with a square wooden box.

On the stone bench opposite the young man, there was a middle-aged man with extraordinary aura and the momentum of a superior person all over his body, the middle-aged man had a white face and no beard, and his eyes were shining brightly when he opened and closed, he was the current city lord of Ding'an City, Sima Yi among the Eight Heavenly Kings.

"Heavenly King, Phoenix City Xingwei Dart Bureau has arrived. The Hawkeye young man placed the wooden box on the stone table. He stood on one side, his eyes sparkling at the generation of heavenly kings.

"The fifth, the fifth, the fifth, the fifth......" Sima Yi stared at the square wooden box in front of him with burning eyes, and an angry murmur spat out of his mouth.

Before opening the wooden box, Sima Yi had already guessed what was inside, no wonder the Heavenly King was furious, anyone who received weapons from five different ancient cities in succession from five different ancient cities and five dart bureaus that never left his subordinates in the new day would be angry.

Another big ring knife, two big ring knives and two sheathed swords from the first four dart games. Five weapons together. It was the personal weapon of the five killers who attacked and killed Murong Jiu, three men and two women.

Provocation, this is a blatant shout against Sima Tianwang!

"According to the person who came to the five dart boards, the person who carried the sword was the same man in unusual costume. Bai Zheng, a young man standing beside him, looked at the fifth weapon in the wooden box. In his heart, he couldn't help but sneer and ridicule Murong Jiu's behavior.

Bai Zheng is in the Divine Dragon Sect. I know that the strength of the Divine Dragon Sect is huge. In his opinion, since the little Murong Jiu killed those five killers by luck, he had to shrink and hide. It is absolutely impossible to fight with the huge Divine Dragon Sect. The Divine Dragon Sect dared to be called the first sect, and that was a brutal dragon, and the shaking of his body was enough to easily crush Murong Jiu.

"Murong Jiu!" Sima Yi's fists clenched, and the murderous intent in his heart towards Murong Jiu was surging.

"Heavenly King, two and a half years ago, Bai Feng and his wife chased and killed Murong Jiu, and at the same time there was no trace, so far Murong Jiu has appeared alone, so Bai Feng and the two are already more auspicious. From this point of view, Murong Jiu escaped the mortal attack three times in a row, and there must be a secret combat power to help......" Bai Zheng said slowly.

Sima Yi was also in doubt, in the past few years, the Divine Dragon Sect had launched three attacks on Murong Jiu, the first time was seven fifth-level realm killers including Luo Rou, the second time was five sixth-level cultivators and one leopard and one eagle, and the third time was two seventh-level cultivators. The three thunderous killings of Murong Jiu all ended in tragic deaths, which had to puzzle this Sima Heavenly King.

"Murong Jiu's use of the five dart games in the five ancient cities to blur our vision and cover up his deeds is indeed cunning enough, but what a cunning fox and arrogance, he will eventually suffer misfortune. Since midnight, the person who listened to the wind carving had a restless cry to show that the target had appeared within ten miles of the city lord's mansion. Bai Zheng looked at the expressionless Sima Yi and continued to speak.

"Oh, Murong Jiu came to my Ding'an City? Ha Luha, it's really a risky move...... Murong Jiu, no matter how much you have hidden combat power, in my siege, you will eventually be unable to escape!"

Sima Yi's face finally changed, Murong Jiu dared to enter Ding'an City, this was indeed beyond his expectations, it is one thing to know that the most dangerous place is also the safest place, but it also requires great wisdom, courage and strength to really enter Longtan and the tiger's den in person.

If there is no hostile relationship, Sima Yi will definitely like Murong Jiu, but Murong Jiu has learned the shocking secret, no matter how good his talent is, he can't resolve Sima Yi's desire to kill him.

"Heavenly King, please rest assured, Murong Jiu pouted his own grave, and I, Bai Zheng, will definitely fight him for a while and kill him in Ding'an City. Seeing the heartfelt sneer on Sima Yi's face, Bai Zheng immediately volunteered to fight, and was accompanied by Sima Yi's side, knowing that accompanying the king was like accompanying the tiger.

"You? Bai Zheng obeyed the order, now I order you to arrest Murong Jiu in Ding'an City, and be sure to obtain Sima Yan's whereabouts, but absolutely avoid extraneous branches, and strictly prohibit the news from revealing any clues! This matter is successfully concluded, and Yan'er will hold a coming-of-age ceremony. ”

Sima Yi's back straightened suddenly, and the momentum of a superior person was full of vigor, his eyes were cold, he glanced at Bai Zheng deeply, and promised to give some explanations.

"Bai Zheng has an order!"

After successfully consigning the darts to their destination, the three dart masters of the Phoenix Xingwei Dart Bureau rode out of the Sima City Lord's Mansion. At the same time, on the three-story attic of the restaurant opposite the City Lord's Mansion, the young man dressed in black, with a pair of python leather boots on his feet, and always in a drunken state of gibberish, shook his body and walked downstairs.

The young man's eyebrows were upside down, and his occasionally intoxicated eyes flashed with an evil light, and he shook it three times in one step, and from time to time poured a deep sip of the wine in the wine gourd in his hand, and spit out a slurred sentence of wine in his mouth. Such a typical alcoholic person is common in restaurants. The other diners in the restaurant glanced at him habitually, and did not care.

The young man finally walked out of the restaurant, and after taking another sip of wine, he went off into the distance. Perhaps it was the noisy, bustling atmosphere of the street that had diluted his drunken mind a little, and his eyes had regained some clarity, and he was no longer babbling, and was able to narrowly avoid passing carriages and horses.

Bang...... A drunken teenager came from the front and staggered a drunken young man with a staggering body.

Cut, the boy gave the drunken young man a funny glance, and then he continued on his way as if nothing had happened.

"Little deflated three. "A drunken young man with a shaky body. He turned to look at the boy. Spit out three vague and foul-smelling words at his back.

The flowing young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and his face vaguely made people see that he had just faded into immaturity, but in his round eyes, a pair of eyeballs turned flexibly. There's a bit of shrewdness. Xiao Fan seemed to be calm. The pace is normal. But there was an unconcealable hint of joy in his rolling eyes, revealing the psychological dynamics of his joy at the moment.

Xiao Fan gradually walked down the main street, away from the noisy and bustling street market. After turning around, he pushed open the door of a normal courtyard. With a squeak, he closed the courtyard door, as if isolated from the outside world and entered his own secret world, he immediately showed joy on his face, and shouted loudly: "Young master, I am back, this harvest ......"

Before he could finish his words, he fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching his limbs, as if he had suddenly burst into a madness.

"Huh, Xiao Fanzi......" The courtyard door of the room was opened, and a young man in colorful clothes and temperament walked out, he glanced at the young man who fell to the ground and twitched in surprise, and immediately showed a trace of solemnity, and said loudly: "Since my friend has come to my residence, why hide it?"

Squeak...... The courtyard door was pushed open again, and the drunken young man with a palm-sized wine gourd on his waist walked into the courtyard. He glanced at the young man standing in front of the door, then bent down and took out a palm-holding bag from Xiao Fan's sleeve, which was twitching on the ground, and said in a vague voice: "I'm sorry, I'll take my things." ”

Drunk young people, drunk people are not drunk, and the form is not drunk. The moment he was hit by Xiao Fan, he already had insight into the theft of his treasures, but in the crowded market, he was slightly worried, and did not move, allowing the young man to succeed. After that, he followed Xiao Fan to this courtyard, but to his surprise, there was actually a high-level cultivator living in this ordinary courtyard.

"Friend, how can my residence allow people to come and go freely?" The young man at the door, Yuwen Yuanqi sent out a cool strong wind towards Xiao Fan who fell to the ground, helping him recover the health of his body, and then his eyes stared at the drunken young man who was about to turn around and retreat, and an invisible locking force suddenly invaded his body, and Yuwen Yuanqi spit out an unkind voice.

Xiao Fan, who fell to the ground, rolled on the lazy donkey, he stood up from the ground all of a sudden, and quickly came behind Yuwen Yuanqi. He waved his sleeve to wipe the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the drunken young man, he was angry and afraid, he didn't dare to imagine that his third hand had actually reached into the arms of a cultivator.

In such a world where strength is respected, although Xiao Fan knows that although cultivators can coexist peacefully with ordinary people, the gap in social status between the two is still quite large. It's just that he doesn't understand, how can he easily take things from a cultivator's body?

"How?"

The drunken young man really felt the cultivator's locking mind power again, he restrained his steps that were about to retreat, and turned to face Yuwen Yuanqi, although he came to Ding'an City to try to avoid fighting, but he would not retreat.

"I see my friend Yin Tang bleak and blue, and I think that you will have a calamity today. There was a trace of restlessness flowing from Yuwen Yuanqi's side, and he slowly exhaled.

"Sorry, I've never believed in words. ”

A fight was already brewing, and the drunken young man once again took off the gourd and took a sip, and then his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils radiated a sinister aura, and the air around him resounded with a whimper. (To be continued......)