In the early morning, the warm sun, which had been sleeping all night, woke up from the haze, dragging its lazy body slowly drifting out of the east, and the afterglow slowly sprinkled into the sky, turning into thousands of stars, expelling the cold air that was about to come and deliberately devoured the warmth of the earth.

After a sleepless night of searching and searching, the guards and inspectors of the city almost visited and inspected the streets and alleys of Shengxuan City, including Hualou taverns and inns, from house to house, but in the end, it was a bamboo basket to draw water, except for Qu Tianqing's deliberate obstruction, they did not find Nie Donglai and Mu Guitian, and after a night of hard work, they did not even see the shadow of Bai Sheng's master and apprentice.

This made all of them, who had worked hard but had nothing to gain, like eggplants wilted by the frost, languishing, and finally they had to drag their tired bodies and end hastily with their heads and faces.

The city of Shengxuan returned to its former peace, but the gates were still closed, and it seemed that this matter was not over for the time being, and after the tense atmosphere passed, everyone put it behind them, and no one bothered to mention the events of last night, as if they had not happened.

Bai Ding laymen are actually very easy to satisfy, three meals a day, firewood, rice, oil and salt, abundant food and clothing, as for what worries about the country and the people, pointing out the country, and scolding Fang Xuan, it is not at all what they ordinary people can understand, nor is it within their reach, the wind is tight, they are frightened, and once the wind passes, they are at ease.

As the so-called thatched hut has a few thatched huts, the line is also safe and secure; coarse tea and light rice are full of three meals, and the morning is also sweet and the evening is sweet.

After receiving the team, Qu Tianqing hurriedly walked to Ouyang De's study, and when he got closer, he saw that the door of the study was open, and a little candlelight was faintly looming in the room, he was stunned for a moment, and walked into the room quickly.

In the study, a red candle on several shelves has bottomed out, but it is still tenaciously blooming with its last brilliance, as if it wants to compete with Haori, Ouyang De just sent Ouyang drunk away not long ago, at this time, he was in a daze at the three tablets on the bookshelf, looking at it very attentively, even Qu Tianqing walked behind him, he didn't find it.

Qu Tianqing glanced at Ouyang De's back, then turned his head to look at the three tablets on the bookshelf, and his cold and resolute face showed a trace of complexity and pain.

Slowly bowing to the tablet on the bookshelf, he called softly: "Overseer." ”

Ouyang De moved his somewhat stiff body slightly, and when he turned around, he saw Qu Tianqing's red eyes shining with crystal tears, as if he was about to cry.

"Coming?"

Ouyang De looked at the sturdy man in front of him, and sighed silently in his heart, thinking that at the beginning, a sword and a sword pierced his chest, he didn't even blink his eyes, and now when he sees the tablet of the old man, he is actually helpless like a child, which is why he has always been reluctant to let these brothers around him see these three tablets.

Qu Tianqing stretched out his hand to wipe a handful of tears that might fall at any time, and choked up: "Overseer...... Know I'm coming?"

"I've told you many times, we're brothers, don't be so restrained in private. ”

Ouyang De patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "I've been waiting for you, but I didn't expect the time to be a little longer than I expected, it seems that we haven't encountered such a tricky thing for a long time, right?"

A man's comfort is sometimes as simple as a look, a hug, or even a slight gesture, everything is silent.

Qu Tianqing nodded, did not speak, and looked a little depressed.

As a brother who had worked together and been born and died together, he understood what Ouyang De's slight gesture represented, he was comforting himself, but what about himself? Who would comfort him? Whenever night fell, he always locked himself in this small space like a wounded lone wolf, quietly licking old wounds.

Qu Tianqing is a person who doesn't speak much, a person who can't speak, and never knows how to comfort others, so he can only be harsh with himself, do his best and do it to the extreme, in order to share the heaviness on Ouyang De's shoulders, he doesn't want to disappoint his brothers, and he has never let them down, but this time, he let them down.

For Qu Tianqing, the unremitting efforts of one night are not only as simple as catching the murderer, but also carrying the expectations and trust of the thousands of brothers of the [Netherworld Inspector History] for him, although they will not blame him, but he can't pass this level in his heart.

"It's okay!"

Ouyang De stared at it, and said with a stern face: "Six years have not moved, it is estimated that the entire rivers and lakes think that our [Netherworld Supervision History] is already a grasshopper after tomorrow's yellow flowers and autumn, but they don't know that Lao Ji should also be a fang, just take this opportunity to let those who are ready to move feel the fear again, lest they think that without the eldest brother and immortality, our [Netherworld Supervision History] is a tiger that has lost its sharp teeth and has an empty torso." ”

"I see!"

Qu Tianqing's eyes burned and said: "It's been six years, we should have gone out to move our muscles and bones a long time ago." ”

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and Shengxuan City had to follow the rules and be cautious from the original [Heavenly Dragon Twelve Halls], but in the past two years, a small [Tingfeng Hall] dared to be rampant and powerful, he couldn't stand it anymore, if it weren't for Ouyang De's refusal to speak, he would have already lifted the [Tingfeng Hall]'s lair.

Thinking that at the beginning, when the second prince of the Heavenly Sword and the Immortal Envoy ruled the Holy Xuan, they were so domineering, they were simply angry and self-respecting, although the [Heavenly Prince] and the Immortal Envoy had disappeared for six years, and the [Sword Prince] was also depressed because of that incident, and had no intention of Shengxuan, but Qu Tianqing, as the head of the Eight Great Sword Monsters, was one of the well-deserved pillars of the Netherworld, whether it was because of the [Sword Child] for his kindness, life-saving, or [History of the Netherworld Inspector] For his cultivation heart, he has always regarded Shengxuan City as his home, and the [Netherworld Inspector History] as his own place of shelter, if anyone dares to invade, even if it is far away, it will be punished.

Ouyang De walked to the door, looked at Jin Hui who was leaning in the distance outside the house, and said: "It's not too late, I haven't been out for a long time, and I really miss the days of happiness and revenge in the past, I guess not many people can still recognize me as a bad old man now, right?"

At this moment, the momentum on his body has undergone earth-shaking changes, his slightly rickety body is as straight as a gun in an instant, his long hair moves without wind, sweeping away the previous decadence and fatigue, the whole person looks vibrant, confident and not arrogant, especially under the golden morning rhyme, he is like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, which makes people daunting and dare not look directly.

Even the red candles on a few shelves felt his mighty momentum, and they were extinguished in an instant, leaving only a drop of candle tears, which slid down a few and solidified in mid-air.

Qu Tianqing looked at his back, with an excited face, the [Desperate Messenger] who looked down on the world back then, he was finally coming back again, at this moment, he even had an urge to want to let out a long howl, and his blood boiled after a long time.

"The name of desperation is with you!"

At this time, Qu Tianqing, the strange leader of the eight great sword monsters of the [History of the Netherworld Inspector], was surging and his blood was boiling.

Ouyang De turned around and glanced at the tablet on the bookshelf, his eyes were like knives, and he was extremely sharp, and said softly: "Open the city gate and put a long line to catch a big fish!"

Qu Tianqing bowed down to receive the order, and said with full anger: "Yes!"

Then, after bowing again to the tablet on the shelf, he was overjoyed and walked away.