Chen Mu wore the official uniform of the Supervision Department and came all the way to the bottom of the building.

Outside the building of the Supervision Division, there was a light rain, with occasional snowflakes in the rain, but very little.

"Your Excellency."

A clerk next to him quickly trotted over and respectfully opened an umbrella for Chen Mu.

Chen Mu walked forward with a calm expression, walked out of the supervision building, looked at the sky, and said: "This year's winter is warmer than before, and there are not many snowflakes in the rain on the ninth day of the first lunar month. ”

The clerk didn't expect Chen Mu to talk to him as a small doorman, and he followed closely with an umbrella, and said flatteredly: "What the adults said is that the main thing is that there was a big cold last year, according to the historical celestial phenomena, this year is going to warm up, not to mention that there was a big drought in the middle of last year, even if there is no snow this year, it must be a good year." ”

Good year......

Maybe.

Chen Mu shook his head slightly, at least this year, the beginning of the year is not very good, and the mountains and mountains are full of the remnants of the Heavenly Corpse Gate.

According to the intelligence, the remnants of the Heavenly Corpse Gate have been secretly developing in Yu County for at least nearly a hundred years, and the refining corpses revealed in the first battle of Ziwu Mountain are almost an army, there are tens of thousands, although they have also been killed by the people of various sects, but no one knows whether there are still in secret, let alone how many escaped.

It is more than 10,000 pigs, and the servants can't catch them all in ten days.

However, compared with pigs, although it is difficult to catch, it is easier to find, after all, no matter what level of refining corpses, the smell of corpses can never be covered, and there are also some demon insects that can specifically capture corpse odors, which can be used to search.

Out of the Inspectorate.

A red-roofed sedan chair fell outside and waited for some time.

In addition to rain and snow, Chen Mu rarely sits in a sedan chair, or the big people in this world basically don't like to sit in a sedan chair, mainly because all officials, regardless of size, basically have martial arts, and it is more convenient and faster to walk on their own, but those merchants in the market who are not familiar with martial arts but are relatively wealthy, are used to traveling by sedan chair.

Of course, there are some people who like pomp and circumstance, to maintain decency, and they are still used to sitting in a sedan chair, but after all, they are a minority, so in the city of this world, the sedan chair is a relatively rare thing.

Looking at the diligent officials and a few sedan chair drivers with their heads down, Chen Mu usually doesn't sit in a sedan chair, but at this time, his heart suddenly moved slightly, and his eyes flashed slightly, but he stepped into the sedan chair.

"Up."

Several sedan chair men are martial artists who have practiced kung fu, and they don't feel cold at all in the cold winter rain.

The cold rain fell tricklingly, all on the umbrella-shaped roof of the sedan chair, dripping along the edge of the sedan chair.

Distance.

An old man with crane hair and a childish face appeared in the rain, watched the sedan chair disappear into the streets and alleys from a distance, and shook his head for a while:

"This kid ......"

The old man is Yu Jiujiang, although he is standing in the rain, but he is dressed as a fisherman, wearing a hat, the rain is dripping down along the hat, rolling down along the robe, but the speed is very slow, as if it is not a raindrop, but a crystal clear gem, slowing down and rolling down his body.

Yu Jiujiang continued to walk forward.

The rain around him gradually dispersed, refracting each other, making his whole figure slowly disappear, and gradually seemed to be completely hidden in the rain, and he could no longer see his figure clearly.

But at this time.

Bite.

A crisp sound of pearl and jade sounded, followed by a continuous formation.

Seeing Yu Jiujiang's figure that was about to disappear in the rain, he suddenly stopped, and the raindrops that fell to the ground around him condensed into ice one by one at some point, and after they landed, they all turned into ice beads and rolled away.

"Old Deacon Yu, please stay."

I saw that in the rain ahead, a figure in a Xuanrobe quietly appeared, carrying a bamboo basket, looking at Yu Jiujiang with a smile, and said: "In the next Cheng Houhua, the sixty-third generation disciple of Xuanji Pavilion, please also ask Old Man Yu to enjoy the light, how about going to the small building over there to have a drink, it just doesn't take any effort for us to ......"

Silently.

Within a radius of a few zhang, the falling raindrops were frozen in the air for a moment, and then they converged and flowed drop by drop, turning into a stream of water that flowed around the Yujiu River itself.

In his old eyes, there was a hint of coldness, and he didn't answer at all, and a fishing rod appeared in his hand at some point, and with a flick, the water turned into thousands of arrows and blades, falling towards the figure of the robe.

"Well, why bother."

Cheng Houhua sighed, the bamboo basket on his back suddenly opened, and a sword with a little cold air flew out of it, and with a light wave, all the incoming water streams quickly condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, frozen in the air.

"Old man Yu, your state is not very good, if you don't do it with others, you can still hold on to your blood for two or three years, but if you do it with others and fight a few games, I'm afraid you can only go to recuperate...... Alas, I don't know those people, why did they choose this rainy day, I don't know that Old Man Yu's Kanshui artistic conception is amazing? Fortunately, my 'winter artistic conception' is the most suitable to resist the water, otherwise I would not be sure to stand here......"

Swish! Swish! Swish!!!

Yu Jiujiang still didn't speak, and continued to wave the fishing rod, and all the raindrops that fell from the sky fell within three zhang, all of them turned into sharp blades and arrows and broke through the air, and the clothes kept trembling, and the body of Kanshui Yuangang was directly mobilized by him to the extreme.

"You Xuanji Pavilion disciples, what nonsense is it?"

He didn't speak coldly until this point.

The Yu family is under the command of the Seven Xuanzong, and it is not a matter of time before the four sects clash with the forces of the four sects, but there will not be too many accidents at all, Yu Jiujiang was the deacon of the Seven Xuanzong when he was young, and now when he looks at the situation, he knows that the situation is not good, and it is likely that the Xuanji Pavilion took advantage of Yan Jingqing's absence, and finally made a move, took the initiative to attack, and tried to attack Chen Mu and the Yu family.

At this time, he naturally couldn't manage a lot, so as soon as he came up, he didn't hesitate at all, and directly mobilized all the Kanshui Yuangang to rush over from Cheng Houhua.

"Ugh."

"How can it be called nonsense, if people don't speak, what is the difference between them and animals, since they are born as human beings, then they have to talk more...... In addition, I'm quite shrewd, so don't think about fooling around with Mr. Yu. ”

Cheng Houhua held the sword with a hint of cold air in his hand, obviously his eyes were still looking at Yu Jiujiang in front of him, but he suddenly swept the sword obliquely to the right, and in an instant, the ground froze inch by inch along the direction of his sword, and even the air suddenly froze a large piece of white mist, and a figure faintly appeared in the white mist.

It is the second Yu Jiujiang!

In front of Cheng Houhua, the figure who spoke just now suddenly turned into a handful of flowing water and scattered all over the ground.

Cheng Houhua chuckled as he looked at Yu Jiujiang's figure that appeared from the cold mist, and said: "When it rains, it is the most mysterious time for you, Old Man Yu, but now it is the four seasons, and it is winter, and it happens to be the most suitable time for me." ”

“……”

Yu Jiujiang's face turned ugly.

……

Demon Slayer.

Meng Tianzhang, who is located in the Demon Town Tower, is holding his cheeks with one hand, a little drowsy, but suddenly a spirit, showing a fierce color in his sight, looking into the distance, and then the whole figure flickered, and he came directly to the outside of the Demon Town Tower, and then fell down, and he had already left the Demon Slaying Division and came to the rain outside.

But then he stopped.

A figure wearing a Xuan robe appeared in the rain ahead, looking young, grinning at him, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and said: "Xuanji Pavilion Han Guang, meet Lord Meng, Lord Meng, you said that the He family and the Yu family, although they are not the direct subordinates of the Seven Xuanzong, but they both have an indistinguishable connection with the Seven Xuanzong, these two fight, even if it is the Seven Xuanzong, they should be impartial and work in the middle, I think you should not interfere." ”

"Get out of the way."

Meng Tianzhang said coldly.

Han Guang said with a smile: "I have admired the prestige of Lord Meng when he was young for a long time, and I can see each other today, and I hope that Lord Meng can have a few drinks with him, and I am also trying to calculate the future fortune for Lord Meng......"

Swish!

A blood-colored knife burst out with a blazing heat, and in an instant, it slashed down at Han Guang's head.

Han Guang's face remained unchanged, he still maintained a faint smile, and as soon as his right hand flipped over, a jade-colored bamboo stick flew out of the bamboo basket behind him, which was made of bamboo but not bamboo, like jade and not jade, and collided with the blood knife that Meng Tianzhang swung, bursting out with a crisp sound of gold and iron.

"Lord Meng's artistic conception of leaving the fire, in this rainy winter, I'm afraid it's not very easy to play, but the 'warm spring artistic conception' I practice is also very limited, we look like half a catty, hahahaha."

Han Guangda smiled and spoke.

Meng Tianzhang didn't continue to chop, and the blow didn't work, so he stood with his knife in his hand and said coldly:

"What are you going to do in the Xuanji Pavilion?"

"It's nothing, we don't dare to do anything under Yan Jingqing's rule, we just hope that 'the cycle of heaven and the time of the day', what should happen, let it happen, the heavens change, why artificially stop it, this is a trip against the sky."

Meng Tianzhang sighed and raised the crimson broadsword in his hand again:

"Forget it, you'd better stop talking."

……

In the rain.

The red-topped sedan chair slowly moved forward.

The four palanquin drivers did not dare to be careless, and while walking fast in the rain, they were also stable.

But at this moment.

In the sound of the dripping rain, there was a sudden sound of breaking the sky, mixed with the sound of the rain, and when it was within reach, what I saw was a strange red arrow, coming from afar, falling straight to the center of the sedan chair!

What is it?

The four palanquin drivers were a little unable to react, including the officials who followed the side holding umbrellas, and several of them only saw a beam of red light, which disappeared into the sedan chair, and waited until they turned their necks and looked into the sedan chair.

Rumble!!!

A violent roar and vibration suddenly sounded.

With a blazing flame, it soared into the sky for more than ten feet at once.

"Ahh

The four palanquin drivers and the servants were all terrified, although the fire was strangely condensed between the square inches of the palanquin, but the heat at close range still made them feel as if they were about to be burned to charcoal all at once, and they almost ran away with a roll.

And that's not all.

This was followed by colorful arrows that shot from all directions, exploding one after another as they approached the direction of the sedan chair, turning into clouds of strangely colored mist that covered the entire sedan chair.

Then there were ball-shaped objects the size of fists, which were thrown into the colorful mist, and then exploded one after another, accompanied by a strong movement, and the tiles on the top of a tiled house not far from the alley were violently shaken down a few pieces, and fell to the ground and shattered.

Finally.

All movement is gone.

Figures appeared in front of and behind the alley.

He Zhengguang shook his head and said: "It's a bit too wasteful, with that bloody and explosive arrow, the non-five visceral realms are almost certain to die, why bother to make up for the latter ones, I'm afraid they will all turn into scum now." ”

He Zhengdao said in a deep voice: "What about waste, it's nothing more than a few million taels of silver, Zhengya said, this person must die and can't die again, and there must be no accidents this time." ”

"Not bad."

He Zhengying also spoke slowly, and said: "Chen Mu must die, even if the corpse is slag, it must be confirmed again, and there must be no mistakes...... I'll go and see. ”

However, just as he was about to step over, a faint voice sounded from not far away.

"Don't look at it."

Seeing that Chen Mu was still wearing that official uniform, he walked step by step, and said lightly: "I'm here." ”

There was a moment of silence.

Everyone in the He family stiffened, and looked at Chen Mu with shocked faces.

"Impossible!"

"You...... You're not in a sedan chair?! ”

He Zhengdao spoke out in disbelief.

Chen Mu came with his hand in his hand and said flatly: "There is nothing impossible, Old Man Yu's water mirror technique has been superb, and it is also a winter rain celestial phenomenon, and with my 'mimicry of wind' method to imitate the breath, with you rats who only dare to hide in the dark and make some insidious means, how can you see the subtlety?" ”

In fact, he didn't think that the He family's methods could pose any threat to him, but the He family had not moved for more than ten days, which made him feel a little abnormal, and he didn't really want to test it, after all, there are still many inexplicable methods in this world, just like the original red arrow.

It doesn't seem to be very powerful, and it didn't blow up the entire street, but in fact, all the explosive flame aura was condensed in the narrowest area, I'm afraid that under the realm of the five visceral organs, or those who have not mastered the second step of the artistic conception, as long as they sit in the sedan chair, they will not have any vitality, but he has comprehended the artistic conception of leaving the fire, and he has cultivated to the second step, and that move actually has no effect.

The faces of everyone in the He family were extremely ugly.

The well-designed means, thrown down in one go, did not have any effect!

But soon He Zhengdao, who was the leader, sank his face and said, "Even if you dodge, do you think that the one from your Yu family can rush to save you?" ”

The voice fell.

The people of the He family, whose faces were ugly, all had gloomy faces, and their eyes showed murderous intent.

Although the elite of the He family was basically transferred away by Yan Jingqing, several of them were the older generation of the He family who had already retired, and now although their qi and blood have declined a little, they are all above the Bone Forging Realm and have mastered the existence of artistic conception.

The other people who are also here are also the elites cultivated by the He family in other places, all of whom are the existence of the Bone Forging Realm, even if Chen Mu was lucky enough to avoid the previous killing machine, he still has to pass them!

Chen Mu looked at the people of the He family who came up faintly.

Only plain way.

"So."

"The He family is plotting."

"Attack and kill the Inspector Division."

"It's like rebellion."

"According to the decree of the Great Xuan...... There is no mercy for killing. ”

As the words fell, a beam of sword light lit up in an instant, so that every drop of rain that fell nearby seemed to reflect that beam of brilliance.

Feeling the power of Chen Mu's knife, He Zhengguang, who was the closest, had a bad first reaction, and almost without hesitation in horror, he took the artistic conception of Genshan to the extreme, and blocked it with a knife.

However.

Click!!

With the sound of gold and iron breaking, the blood flowers bloomed in the rain all of a sudden, and He Zhengguang directly stared at him and fell.

He Zhengdao next to him was shocked.

It really made He Zhengya right, Chen Mu is not at all in the realm of forging bones, the power of this knife, even if it combines the two artistic conceptions of wind and thunder, it is not something that Xiaocheng can break out!

"You ......"

He Zhengdao was not only frightened, but also instinctively swung the knife to kill, but as soon as the sword flashed, he only felt that the sky was spinning in his sight, and in the spinning, he saw his back.

Chen Mu's eyes were indifferent, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and the sword light of the quicksilver knife in his hand was harvesting human lives one by one.

Just a few breaths later.

Corpses fell sideways in the alley, their eyes still showing horror and unwillingness, blood gushing out, mixed with the rain, and gradually flowed to the distant low-lying areas, dyeing the entire alleyway into a blood-red color.

(End of chapter)