At this moment, Bai Sheng is like a lonely and helpless child, covering his cheeks with his hands, curled up on the bluestone slab of the street, shivering.

Nie Donglai glanced at him complicatedly, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he paused, and then said to Mu Guitian: "Let's go!"

It stands to reason that he should hate Bai Sheng in his heart, the murderer who wanted to assassinate him, but since he saw his true face, Nie Donglai found that his heart was much calmer than he imagined.

On the one hand, he was moved by compassion, maybe because the memory in his heart was playing tricks, or maybe because he couldn't bear it, in short, he didn't have the idea of putting Bai Sheng to death in his heart.

On the other hand, maybe he felt that Bai Sheng's long howl before would definitely alarm the other forces in Shengxuan City, including the [Nether Inspector History], and invite unnecessary trouble.

In fact, Nie Donglai himself couldn't say what the reason was.

However, the penetrating power of Bai Sheng's previous throat was indeed not simple, and it shook his eardrums a little, he didn't believe it, there was such a big movement, [Nether Inspector History], as the enforcer of Shengxuan City, would ignore it.

Once he was investigated, it would involve a lot of trivialities, and he didn't really know the [Nether Inspector History], so in order not to affect his plan, he had to avoid them first.

Mu Guitian was stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "Are you going to let him go like this?"

He was indeed stunned, according to ordinary thinking, shouldn't he get rid of this ugly monster who stabbed the knife in the back as soon as possible?

Nie Donglai looked entangled and said, "Otherwise, what else?"

Mu Guitian frowned slightly, and said with a serious face: "You have to think clearly, he almost killed you just now." ”

Actually, what he wanted to tell Nie Dong was that if it weren't for your quick reaction, the two of us might have already drunk Meng Po soup at the bridge, and being merciful to the enemy is cruel to yourself.

He was a person with clear grievances, so he couldn't figure out what Nie Donglai was thinking in his heart.

"Don't worry, he won't be able to run. ”

How could Nie Donglai not understand what he was thinking? In fact, he was also very aware of the benefits and disadvantages in his heart, but somehow he was a little resistant in his heart, since this was the case, it was better to borrow someone else's hand.

Turning his head and glancing at the location of the street, Nie Donglai said: "Let's go, it is estimated that the people from the [Netherworld Supervision History] will arrive in a while, if we don't leave, I'm afraid that we will inevitably get into trouble at that time." ”

Mu Guitian thought about it, with Bai Sheng's current situation, it was impossible to escape, and when the time came, when the [Netherworld Inspector History] caught him, it was estimated that he would not be allowed to escape so easily, after all, what he did tonight was equivalent to contempt for the authority of the [Netherworld Inspector History].

Thinking of this, Mu Guitian had no choice but to give up, although he didn't understand what Nie Donglai thought in his heart, but in Mu Guitian's opinion, since he did this, there must be his reason, and he respected his choice.

Not far away, a rare voice came.

"You hold on!"

Mu Guitian's ears moved, he knew that someone was coming, and he had to take Nie Donglai away, after admonishing Nie Donglai, he put his hands on Nie Donglai's shoulders, jumped up, and jumped onto the roof on the side of the street.

The blood in Nie Donglai's chest had already stopped, and he saw that the blood stains on the wound were about to condense into a scab, but under Mu Guitian's jump, he felt that the sword in his chest had fallen sharply.

Even though Nie Donglai had been prepared, the heart-piercing pain made him involuntarily snort coldly, and the cold sweat on his forehead "swished" straight down.

Feeling Nie Donglai's changes, Mu Guitian's heart tightened, but he didn't stop, just paused slightly to confirm the next direction, and then took Nie Donglai to run around the roof for a distance, jumped and disappeared.

The voices in the distance were getting closer, there were footsteps, the sound of breaking wind, and even a little chatter.

But what no one expected was that as soon as Mu Guitian left with Nie Donglai's front foot, a black shadow appeared next to Bai Sheng, who was curled up on the ground.

He appeared very suddenly, without warning, and suddenly appeared, as if he had been there all along.

I can't see the person's face and body clearly, I can't see anything clearly, and at a glance, his body seems to be covered with a layer of fog, hazy and illusory.

The black shadow paused slightly, and then suddenly stretched out a hand in the mist, grabbed Bai Sheng's collar, and lifted him up.

Immediately, the fog slowly dispersed, and the black shadow and Bai Sheng disappeared, and the disappearance was also very abrupt, as if it had evaporated out of thin air, and completely disappeared.

Only an empty side street remained, restored to its previous silence and desertedness.

If it weren't for the dark red blood stains still clearly visible on the bluestone slabs of the street, no one would have thought that a thrilling scene had happened here a minute ago.

Although there wasn't too much fighting, it really made the three of them sneak around from the ghost gate.

Finally, the sound came closer, and this time, there were many wind-breaking sounds directly at the entrance of the street, and then a large group of figures were seen rushing towards this side at a rapid speed.

The first to arrive was a team of nine people, all dressed in black and shiny armor, holding silver-gray swords, and their eyes were as sharp as blades.

Their figures were as fast as thunder and lightning, and they only flashed at the entrance of the street, and they appeared in the place where Nie Dong came to fight with them before.

Led by a middle-aged man with a slightly vicissitudes of life, a dignified body, a cold appearance, a pair of eyes shooting cold stars, two curved eyebrows like paint, and a majestic style that is invincible.

The only fly in the ointment was that he had a scruffy beard on his face, which had obviously not been repaired for a long time.

After he paused, he quickly scanned the scene with his sharp eyes, then squatted down, reached out and touched the blood stains on the ground, rubbed them with his fingers, and then got up and scanned the surrounding buildings again, and said to himself expressionlessly: "The blood stains have not yet coagulated, and there is still a faint residual temperature, which means that the person has just left." ”

Immediately, the corners of his mouth curved a slight arc, and said: "People must still be in the city, order to go down, block the city, and investigate thoroughly!"

"Yes!"

The eight people behind him replied with a grim face, and scattered in eight different directions, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

After the eight of them left, he put the blood stains on his fingers to his nose and sniffed it, a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "Interesting, no one has dared to be so presumptuous in Shengxuan City for a long time. ”

Suddenly, his expression changed, he turned his head to glance behind him, then clicked on the ground with both feet, and with a slight leap on the roof, he flew away into the distance at a high speed.

Not just intentionally or unintentionally, the direction in which he left was the direction in which Mu Guitian left with Nie Donglai.