Chapter Ninety-Five: The Alley Is Killing
After eating and drinking, Zhuge Chen was about to say goodbye and leave. Rumeng didn't force him to stay, but he was just sent outside the door and watched the young man in white leave.
Walking on the empty and unmanned street, Zhuge Chen had a whim, jumping step by step, learning from the childish boy and the old man to support the wall.
Although naΓ―ve, it is also interesting.
A husband came in front of him, Zhuge Chen passed by him, and looked back after taking a few steps.
The husband turned around at the same time, sent the lantern forward, illuminated Zhuge Chen's face and asked, "This son, are you still hanging out so late?"
Zhuge Chen, who was full of wine but was sober, looked at the weather-beaten face of his husband, squinted and smiled: "Night walking is the most interesting!"
The husband shook his head, his right hand vaguely brushed over his chest.
Zhuge Chen is clear, this is reminding him?
The imperial city of the Great Shang Dynasty really hides the dragon and the crouching tiger, and any husband can give him the oppression second only to the head of the Wang family.
He said respectfully: "Senior is really a little husband?"
The husband nodded and said: "Why do you say that as long as I like it, I am the biggest in the world!"
Zhuge Chen lowered his posture and said, "I have been taught." β
With that, the two turned and left. When he reached the end of the long street, the husband said, "Childe is really confident, isn't he afraid of my sneak attack on the killer?"
Zhuge Chen shook his head and said, "The immortal who fetched water with a bamboo basket even did it as a husband, and this state of mind would be above board even if he killed me, why should I be afraid?"
The husband laughed and said, "Originally, someone else asked me to leave you on this street. But seeing that you have such an appetite for me, it's okay to leave a life for me. β
Zhuge Chen smiled and said nothing, thinking in his heart that the immortal who fetched water in the bamboo basket was willing to be a husband, and there must not be too many things more interesting than this.
"Anyway, I've always been like this, if I like it, I will do it, if I don't like it, I won't do it, no one can force me anyway. After the husband finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash.
It's just that Zhuge Chen still saw where he was going, towards the south of the Imperial City, the location of the Siku Academy.
Zhuge Chen didn't care whether he could hear it or not, he still muttered: "Although you can't kill me, I still have to thank you from the bottom of my heart for saving me a lot of trouble." β
In the darkness far away, several people whispered: "Why didn't he do it?"
"The husband has such a strange temper, and it makes sense to do so. It's a big deal that we do it ourselves, but it's just important to leave no traces. Otherwise, if the anger of the head of the Wang family spreads to Yunmeng, a few of us can't afford it, and we can only become substitutes for the dead?"
A few people nodded, and disappeared into the darkness again.
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Zhuge Chen turned into the next long street and walked slowly.
There was a dog barking from inside the courtyard wall, Zhuge Chen jumped up, squatted on the wall to tease the dog, and he was not tired of it. waited until there was an insult from the house before jumping off and leaving, but the aftermath was still there.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is the most suitable for killing people and goods.
How sharp was the young man in white? He had already sensed the group of people hanging far behind him.
It's just that I don't know which force they belong to, and it would be interesting if they were from the Yunmeng royal family. It's only been a long time since I couldn't bear it, this city is so shallow, I really can't sit on the throne.
And at this time, only Yunmeng's side can do it.
He turned his head and turned into an alley, humming a nursery rhyme as if no one was around. It's just that the sound is deliberately suppressed, which can't affect other people's sleep.
What's more, this alley is very dilapidated and uninhabited. The houses on both sides were about to collapse, and even the gates were rotten.
Every city, no matter how magnificent it is, there is always something that cannot be reached on the table. It's like no matter how upright a person is, he always has some dark thoughts.
No one is perfect, and the Confucian immortal is no exception.
If it is true that there is no blood on the hands, how can the path of cultivation be smooth? It's just that whether you kill or not is a "line" that you need to seriously consider.
Zhuge Chen stepped into a dilapidated City God Temple, and looked at the dusty City God's golden body unmoved.
Due to the size of the imperial city, there are a total of five city gods, which are located in the southeast, northwest and the most central position. Being in charge of Feng Shui also makes it easier to attract incense and make your golden body more stable.
The reason why this temple is dilapidated is that it has been relocated to the busiest street in the north of the city. It has not decayed, but has not been destroyed for some inexplicable reason.
However, Zhuge Chen didn't care about this matter, he just wanted to find a burial place for Yunmeng's gang who wanted to kill him.
He looked around and thought it was good, so he nodded.
The young man in white turned to look out of the gate and said, "You are very tired, why don't you show up and drink two sips of wine and rest for a while?"
Silence.
It seems that there is a special formation master who has stepped down the sneaking formation on their bodies, Zhuge Chen is not good at this, of course there is nothing to do. It's just that the drawbacks of the stealth formation are also huge, as long as the force is too strong, it will be exposed.
Zhuge Chen continued: "Can't die?
With a bang, the Jiaozhu Sword came out of its sheath with millions of sword qi and filled all corners of the City God Temple. Although this sword formation lacked killing power, the group of nightcrawlers did not dare to take it lightly.
The sword qi is the same, who knows which one will kill them?
But just as a few people took action, Zhuge Chen's ghost flashed beside one of them. The rubber pillar sword slit his throat, and blood poured out.
This person is weaker than his accomplices, since the other party wants to sneak up on him to death. The so-called morality of the rivers and lakes does not need to be talked about, just pick up soft persimmons and pinch them.
"Still not coming out yet?" Zhuge Chen said softly, raising his hand and pressing down, it was the next round of fierce offensive like a storm.
As soon as the Kunlun sword rose, the two mountain peaks slid down and pressed against their heads. In the entire City God Temple, only Zhuge Chen could walk on the ground, and if they wanted to break free from it, they could only break their stealth and resist with all their might.
A spear suddenly poked out from behind Zhuge Chen, how did he expect that Zhuge Chen had already been waiting there, and a sword pierced the head of the person who came. The young man in white twisted the hilt of his sword, completely shattering the opponent's vitality.
Zhuge Chen threw the dead corpse on the ground at will, and then the sword qi shattered it and scattered it with the wind.
At this time, the four sneakers finally seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and they were exposed to Zhuge Chen's sight one after another. And they occupy four corners respectively, surrounding Zhuge Chen.
Zhuge Chen withdrew his inconsequential sword qi, gathered a dragon around him and said, "The four Shunyun immortals are really willing to deal with me, a young man in the Tianlei realm. But you didn't get to know me before you came?"
The young man in white and the sword qi dragon walked in the opposite direction.
Zhuge Chen took the three of them, leaving only one person to be handed over to the sword qi Jiaolong to deal with. But even so, he still smiled extremely confidently: "How can I kill the four good fortunes, at least the two heavenly mandates have to come together, and I am willing to die after countless good fortune raids! β
One of them gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice: "Boy, you dare to speak wildly?!"
"An dare?" Zhuge Chen smiled and leaned back, but his smile was full of murder. waited until he finally stopped laughing before continuing: "Because this son's sword qi is all over the sky, and his fist intent is even more mysterious!
His own cultivation could not be reasoned with normal, although the realm was still hovering under the gap of that immortal, but he climbed half a step upwards every time. To exaggerate it, it is a world of difference, and no matter how bad it is, it is reborn.
One sword goes first, Zhuge Chen is behind, with one enemy and three, he does not fall behind. And as his qi continued to condense, he actually wanted to gain the upper hand.
How could the three of them watch themselves defeated, and shouted at the person who was concentrating on dealing with the sword qi dragon not far away: "After solving it, hurry up and help us, this young man is a little weird, it's just that Tianlei can suppress good luck, and it's still three!"
"Isn't it strange?" Zhuge Chen asked softly, "I can kill you with a sword." β
With the next sword, Zhuge Chen's sword was extremely slow, but the person who spoke just now couldn't dodge it. watched as the rubber pillar sword pierced his chest, and when it was pulled out, it was dripping with blood.
The two people around were shocked beyond measure, how could one person's speed be so fast. Even the two of them couldn't see it really, or even said that they didn't see it at all!
Zhuge Chen faced the two of them and said, "How can a sword that transcends time dodge? At least Shunyun can't do it." β
This is the seemingly murderous but most deadly dream through the ages, born in sorrow and dying in peace, when people are really in a comfortable environment, how can they talk about nervous tension, let alone dodge the oncoming swift sword.
A dream is like this for eternity, even Zhuge Chen himself is extremely frightened when he thinks about it.
Zhuge Chen took advantage of the sluggish gap between the two in front of him, and threw the rubber pillar sword towards Jiaolong.
The sword body was submerged in Jiaolong's body, and it immediately changed a little more aura.
The rubber pillar sword is more similar to the soul of a human than the sword qi dragon, without the former as the finishing touch of the latter, the dragon is like a dead thing. Not even spiritual, let alone killing enemies.
Today's sword qi dragon has both god and form, compared to the real dragon that has long been out of the world, it is actually not much different, where is the opponent of just one luck?
Even without Zhuge Chen's intervention, Jiaolong killed it in an instant, put the corpse in his mouth and chewed it.
It swam in the air, hovering above Zhuge Chen's head, and the fierce light was revealed. Only when the young man in white looked at it would he restrain himself a little and make a well-behaved appearance.
Zhuge Chen stroked Jiaolong's huge head, as if caring for his pet: "Tell me your power, I may spare your life." β
If the assassination fails, the two are destined not to live, and of course they will not tell them where they belong.
It's just that Zhuge Chen suddenly smiled and said: "Yunmeng Imperial Family, this prince remembers, I see if your prince can get out of the Ten Thousand Clans Association alive." β
After saying that, he raised his sword and cut off the heads of the two men.