When Tang Qing and Ah Diao were eating slowly, the old man of the teahouse secretly entered the city.

At that time, the weather was a little hot, the wind was very strong, and the old man's eyebrows were sweaty, and he was a little anxious.

He rushed to several places in a row to meet several people.

I spent most of the day in the city, and I didn't know what I was talking to those people. By the time he walked out of the city and returned with a somewhat tired pace to the teahouse near the wasteland, it was almost dusk.

The old man looked at the sky, his heart was a little depressed, and his face was terrible.

He sighed, didn't say a word, and walked slowly with his body hunched.

sighed silently in his heart: "After all, nothing has been gained." ”

Behind him, the sky is getting dark, and the city will be full of wind and rain.

......

In the gentle township, Run Shi Niang put down the account book in her hand, blinked her eyes full of amorous eyes, glanced at the shopkeeper with a nervous look on her face, and asked softly: "You just said that Ah Diao is leaving Kunlun City?"

"That's right, Mr. Zhong, who is guarding the city, has come over in person, so I must tell you. ”

The shopkeeper didn't dare to look directly at his proprietress's spring, and tried his best to lower his head and said, "When I just sent Mr. Zhong away, I heard the soldiers patrolling the roadside talking about this matter. Uncle Diao is leaving, and the entire Kunlun City is afraid that he will know the news. ”

Run Shi Niang didn't speak, holding her chin in a slight daze.

But he was whispering in his heart: "After all, the little ghost is not satisfied with this small Kunlun City? What about me? What should I do?"

Dian Xiaoer quietly glanced at Run Shi Niang, secretly swallowed his saliva, and Dian Xiaoer continued: "This Uncle Diao doesn't know what to think, this time he leaves, the Demon Hunter League can't trouble him......?

"Shut up!"

Runshi Niang's phoenix eyes condensed slightly, and she was a little unhappy: "Don't say bad things about him." ”

Like a fox guarding a cub.

The shopkeeper was a little frightened, and he didn't dare to say again.

He didn't dare to say anything more, so he went down to greet the guests with a confession.

At this time, the tavern was full of people, noisy and noisy, there were many sons and wanderers who came to the charming proprietress who always had to laugh in the past, and if you were lucky, you could kiss Fangze, comfortable and comfortable, and today is no exception.

A young rich brother wearing a big gold silk lace gown, with a vain face, looked like an overindulgent young rich brother staggered to Run Shi Niang with a glass of wine, looked at the amorous proprietress in front of him, and couldn't help but chuckle: "Shi Niang, ......"

"Get out. ”

As soon as the rich brother's words came out, Run Shi Niang was the first to roll the word.

Without warning.

The voice is not loud, the tone is not thick, but it is very serious.

It's very different from the profligate style of the past.

The rich brother was a little stunned, and the wine glass in his hand stopped in mid-air, not knowing what to do.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

The whole tavern was silent in an instant, and everyone stared at the somewhat abnormal Runshi Niang, not understanding which tendon was wrong today for this little who usually likes to deal with men the most.

The shopkeeper secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was already thinking about how to appease these drinking uncles for a while.

Run Shi Niang didn't care about anyone, casually sorted out the thin shirt that slipped off her shoulders, and walked to the inner hall of the tavern without saying a word.

All I thought about was the boy who liked to owe money for alcohol on credit.

......

Today's Kunlun City is destined to be extraordinary, and even ordinary people have noticed a trace of abnormality.

At dusk, the city lord suddenly ordered to immediately block all the official roads in Kunlun City, the four major city gates only entered and could not be entered, and every street was heavily guarded, and the soldiers patrolling the streets were more than twice as many as in the past.

A curfew began in the city, and everyone was not allowed to go out at night, and even when the sky was only slightly dark, the soldiers began to drive people home, making people panic.

In the city, the masters of the three major families of Liu, Lin, and Lu have been dispatched one after another, lurking in various key roads in Kunlun City to ensure that all the wind and grass are under control.

The fourth-order masters of the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang of the Demon Hunting Alliance gathered in one place, hiding among the shadows like a big net covering the sky, waiting for the prey to throw themselves into the net at any time, and to fight as a trapped beast.

The entire Kunlun City's forces were mobilized and ready to attack at the dusk pass.

And in the teahouse on the edge of the wasteland, Old Man Zhong had been sitting on the chair for a long time, and he had been sitting there since he came back from the city, as if he had died, and the aura on his body was lonely and quiet, and the desert was a little terrible.

It wasn't until the afterglow outside the teahouse was completely swallowed up that he slowly straightened up and pulled out a knife between the dark compartments in the corner of the room.

The knife was wide and heavy, not sharp, but rather dull.

There are even several notches between the knife edges, and mottled rust can be faintly seen.

It doesn't look like a knife that can kill people.

It's just that the occasional chilling knife aura and faint smell of blood between the blades indicate that it was once a knife that could cut people.

A blunt knife, an old man.

It's twilight.

should have been hidden with the sunset, but because of some things, because of some people, I had to choose to show my edge again, like when I was young.

Old man Zhong picked up the rusty knife on his back, and his already slightly hunched back was even more bent, as if he was overwhelmed.

He walked into the night in silence and walked towards Kunlun City again.

In the wing room of the gentle township hall, Run Shi Niang put on red makeup, and she was more attentive than before.

It's like a ritual.

She took off the thin long skirt on her body and put on a close-fitting suit that was more suitable for activities, and her bumpy figure looked even more attractive.

Her long hair was coiled up by her, curled into a beautiful bun at the back of her head, and a jade knife with a length of a ruler was inserted straight into the bun, just locking the charm. At this moment, Runshi Niang is a little less charming, but a little more strange.

Then she walked out of the tavern, and before leaving, she did not forget to carry a pot of intoxicating gut-breaking sounds, wafting out the aroma of wine all the way.

......

In the shadows on the outskirts of the inn in Kunlun City, a general who was nearly nine feet tall, wearing dark black unicorn armor, with a cold and fierce face, and almost no emotion in his eyes, had been standing there silently for a long time.

He just stood there, without any superfluous movements, and brought a hundred feet of majesty back and forth.

Behind him stood a group of sergeants, all of them grim, staring at the inn in front of them.

"Is the city lord too careful, but he is just a stinky boy, it is necessary to work so hard?"

A partial general behind the general finally couldn't help but speak: "Even let the general go out in person......"

The general's face sank like water, and he interrupted him in a cold voice: "Who dares to look down on a person who can silently kill the master of the Demon Hunting League in the wasteland? Even I am not sure that I can win him, what qualifications do you have to speak?"

The general's face became more and more cold, like freezing ice in the extreme cold.

His eyes skimmed over the partial general in front of him, glanced at the sergeant behind him, and said in a condensed voice: "You must remember that the target of our trip is only a child. As far as I know, he is the only demon hunter in the entire Demon Hunter Alliance who doesn't kill for money. On this point, he should be respected, at least, he will not be some kind of evil person. So before he left Kunlun City, he was still our city-citizen, and I don't want to hear any more slander about him!"

The general's voice was not loud, but his tone was very serious.

Wherever his eyes passed, the soldiers bowed their heads in agreement, and the partial general was even more red-faced, but he didn't know what to do.

"General Xing Feng is so majestic! Ah Diao, that wild boy is not a big traitor, is it the other people in my Demon Hunting Alliance?"

A middle-aged man holding a feather fan and wearing a scarf on his head, dressed like a Taoist priest, but with a gloomy face and a very evil spirit, walked slowly from the side of the street not far away, and said in a strange manner: "If my demon hunting alliance wants to only slaughter demons and not kill people like Ah Diao, then where do we get the money? What do we have to support our families if we don't have money? What do we take to hand over to the national treasury? General, where do your huge annual military expenditures come from?"

The middle-aged man met Xingfeng's gaze, not afraid at all, he gently shook the feather fan, approached Xingfeng's side and sneered: "One more thing, in order to get the secret of the Xi Clan's Immortal Heavenly Sword, Kunlun City came out of the city and almost wiped out the clan, but nothing was obtained. General, you were guarding the frontier at the time, not in the city, so naturally you didn't know that the city lord's army was the main force back then. ”

The punishment wind was furious, and a momentum like a mountain suddenly rose, and he said coldly: "Ah Diao is the descendant of the Xi clan!"

"That's right! The Xi clan was wiped out, leaving only Ah Diao, a wild species, and the secret of the Immortal Heavenly Sword could only be found from him. At that time, he was still young and didn't remember, so I arranged for him to join the Demon Hunting League, but more than ten years later, he still didn't find anything. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes gradually became perverted: "Who knows that the more this wild species grows up, the more he will not listen to discipline, and the Demon Hunting League will no longer be able to control him." I don't know the truth about the destruction of the Xi clan one day, and I don't know if he just understands the secret of the Immortal Heavenly Sword, and when the time comes, I'm afraid that the entire city will have to be buried with his clansmen!"

Xing Feng held his head high, his fists clenched, he resisted the urge to punch the person in front of him to death, and said in a tone that was so cold that there was no emotion: "Literati cat, you are worthy of your name." ”

Sneering and laughing, the literati cat didn't care about the ridicule of the torture wind at all, and said to himself: "As the military advisor of the Demon Hunting Alliance, I know very well what I need to do. You are the same, as the general of Kunlun City, you have to put yourself in the right position. This inn, you have to keep an eye on it. ”

With that, he turned and left.

Like a ghost.

Xing Feng stood still in place, his clenched fists never released.

He looked at the back of the literati cat, and a suffocating murderous aura suddenly gathered, but it could only gradually disperse in a few sad chagrins.

The inn in front of him was close in front of him, and Xing Feng didn't dare to look at it again.

Tonight's garrison will not be redeemed.

Behind him, the soldiers were silent.

No one dared to speak anymore.