Seven hundred and thirty-eight years after the fall of the gods。。。。。。

The Northern Celestial City

It was night, and the snowflakes were fluttering in the sky. The houses on both sides of the alley are lit with dim oil lamps, and the warm flames dot the monotonous night. The pavilions and pavilions are all hidden in the wind, and when you look at it from afar, only a faint outline is left. The wind whined, causing the branches and leaves to sway incessantly. This scenery, although not as good as the eaves of the small bridge at night in the south, but also has a unique charm.

Chen Jiu was dressed in black, wearing a hat on his head, bowing his head slightly, independent of the ruins on one side. Seeing the watchman hurrying by with a lantern, he took a deep breath and walked into the distance.

It was a wooden building, in the middle of a very large garden, with a few sparse wooden houses scattered around. Chen Jiu moved forward silently, gradually approaching the wall, and his figure disappeared into the night.

At the doorway, two night watchmen walked back and forth. After a little observation, Chen Jiu pulled out the dagger and exerted force with his legs, but in an instant, he jumped behind a person, and the short dagger was like a fierce viper, straight into the neck of that person. Chen Jiu immediately pulled up, and a human head fell on the snow, making a dull sound.

The other person seemed to be aware of it, pulled out his knife and held it in his hand, and cautiously walked in the direction of Chen Jiu. Chen Jiu secretly screamed badly, fortunately the night was confused, he hurriedly jumped up, and made a way in the air, and his body instantly became confused, but in an instant, he suddenly appeared behind the person.

Ghostly slashing at the night watchman, Chen Jiuxing ended his life in a fluid manner. He took a deep breath and walked quietly into the garden.

The wooden houses in the garden were empty, but the wooden buildings were brightly lit. Chen Jiu walked around the wooden building, found a dim room with no lights, gritted his dagger, and carefully removed the wooden window. He quickly rolled inside. The room was empty, only a few large wooden cabinets.

Chen Jiu flashed to the door, and as soon as he opened a crack, he saw a person walking towards him. Just as he passed by slowly, Chen Jiu slammed down the door and pounced on him with lightning speed. The man was taken by surprise, but he was strangled by his fists and feet, and before he could make a sound, his mouth was covered by a wide palm and dragged in.

As soon as Chen Jiu flashed, with a muffled sound, he put the person on the ground, fell to the ground suddenly, and a long black knife pierced the person's chest from top to bottom. When he got up and drew his knife, he suddenly bleed like a gut. A few spells rose with blood. Chen Jiukan dodged away, but saw that the black spell was faintly condensed. A fierce ghost with teeth and claws rushed towards Chen Jiu. The hairy fingers pinched his throat like a meteor. Chen Jiu took a step back, held the knife sideways, and jumped up with a spin split, and the continuous slash tore that arm to pieces in an instant.

"Hmph, carving insect skills. ”

Ignoring the ghost's howl of pain, Chen Jiu lunged and sank forward. The ghost's body was immediately poked out of a hole, and he had to stabilize his body, and his other muscular arm poked out again, trying to grab Chen Jiu. Chen Jiu lifted upward, forced the fierce ghost to retreat, and slashed head-on, only to see that hideous face turn in half under the pitch-black long knife, and then slowly dissipate into the air. Chen Jiu turned around and put away his knife and closed the door.

The corridor of this wooden building was very deep, and there was only a small candlestick on the wall, and the miserable white candles, and the black blue ghost fire, made all this look very mad.

Chen Jiu walked against the wall, and quietly touched a room through the dim light. Holding his breath and slowing his steps, Chen Jiu Mao bent his waist to avoid the chaotic chains hanging from the ceiling. Skirting the overlapping shelves, he saw a man wearing a sackcloth mask, concentrating on mixing several liquids. Chen Jiu stepped back and exerted his strength, ran behind him with an arrow step, drew his knife, swung the knife, and in one go, he dismantled the man in eight pieces. Seeing that the fragments of the corpse faintly had black gas coming out, Chen Jiu hurriedly bent down and smashed his head with one punch. The black qi seemed to have lost its soul, and immediately collapsed and disappeared.

Chen Jiu put away his knife and left, and in less than half an hour, he washed all the rooms on the first and second floors of the wooden building. Killing fifty-six people in a row, his eyes became more and more violent, holding a long knife in his right hand, and an incomparable aura poured down from the blade. On the third floor, he was on the third floor! Chen Jiu stepped up step by step, and couldn't help but hold the knife tighter, his slender nails digging deep into his palms, and blood slowly flowed down.

"Old thief!

Chen Jiuda shouted, and then kicked over a screen. A faint yellow flame rose from the palm of his left hand, and he said, "Go!"

With a crackling sound, flames suddenly ignited all around, and the third floor of the wooden building was also like day in the firelight.

A middle-aged man appeared in Chen Jiu's sight. With turquoise messy hair and a freckled face, it makes people look frightened. He was shirtless, with criss-crossing chains on his body, and several extremely long scars on his chest and abdomen, but his body was as bony as wood.

Seeing this person, Chen Jiu gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Lin Xie old horseman! Exterminate the clan only hate, not share the sky! I will make a break with you today!"

Everything that day still seems to haunt my heart, bringing endless pain.

After saying that, Chen Jiu took out the knife, and his figure was slightly out, bringing a strong wind, and the surrounding screens shattered in response.

"Nine-rank Great Knight, it also depends on whether you have the ability to do it. ”

Lin Xie stepped back sharply, waving the chain in his hand to meet him. With words in his mouth, a red-eyed zombie stood up abruptly behind him.

Chen Jiu knew the power of the red-eyed zombie, and he slashed forward, making a feint, and then skimmed to the right and picked the chain.

Rushing three steps away from the red-eyed zombie, the red-eyed zombie bent his knees and pounced on him from above. Chen Jiu rolled forward, the blade spinning, and slammed into the red-eyed zombie's abdomen, leaving a deep wound. The red-eyed zombie landed on the ground, as if nothing had happened, and turned towards him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Jiu stepped on the wall to relay, and flew to stab at Lin Xie. Lin Xie was caught off guard and had no way to retreat, and saw that the red-eyed zombie was a little farther away, so he had to snatch out the chain and jump up to block it. Chen Jiu slashed out a knife in the air, and the pitch-black long knife and the chain short-range soldier connected, and immediately cut all the chains coiled together into two pieces like a devastating thing.

The chain was broken, Lin Xie was affected by the force, and he fell heavily to the ground, only to feel a sweet throat, and vomited a mouthful of black blood. The zombies came to help, and Lin Xie hurriedly hid behind the zombies, embarrassed.

The zombie made a pounce momentum, Chen Jiu retreated slightly, and then rushed out.

"Let's dance together!"

Countless chaotic swords and swords flew sideways, Chen Jiu held the knife with both hands, a pick, a stab, a swing, a split, and so on. The speed was so fast that it blurred the air around it.

The red-eyed zombie was constantly attacked, and the dull sound of the hard skin and the long black knife collided countless times.

After a few breaths, the remains of the red-eyed zombies were scattered all over the place, and Lin Xie was hiding in the corner and shivering. Chen Jiu walked step by step, walking in with heavy steps. The pitch-black knife suddenly burst into dark red flames.

Lin Xie got up unwillingly, wanting to turn into a ghost, but was pierced by a blow.

"How can this be... ”

Lin Xie made a final voice weakly. The crimson flames raged, burning his soul to powder.

"Whew... ”

Chen Jiu put away the knife and jumped down from the third floor. The snow was still falling, and a dull yellow flame rose from his palm again.

"Let this raging fire burn away all your sins!"

There was a crackling sound in all directions, the flames were soaring, and from time to time the beams fell to the ground and the walls collapsed.

Lin Xie! You are innocent of death! I just hate not being able to eat your flesh and sleep on your skin! Chen Jiu gritted his teeth and muttered to himself for a while.

Just as he was about to leave, he felt a demonic wind passing on his right.

"Who is Your Excellency?"