"It's not a good feeling to wear this mask, but it's not convenient to do things without a mask. ”

Zhang Fengfu quietly took out his knife to kill the two evil ghosts wandering in the Shura Dao, took off the two masks, and covered the masks with their faces.

However, Rose did not go deeper, and only stopped when she brought the two of them to a cave.

"Two days, whether you can do what you want to do depends on your ability, I only send you here, there are still many trivial things in the Tianwang Mansion, if you can kill the King of Chujiang, then you will return from here the same way, but I have to remind you that the King of Chujiang is different from Hua Ruyu, there are many masters under his command, even if you can kill the King of Chujiang, you may not be able to retreat with your whole body, so it is best not to do it before you are absolutely sure, especially you Zhang Fengfu, your life is mine, and I can only take it." ”

Zhang Fengfu answered: "Then I'm afraid you have to pray to God that I can finish this time and retreat." ”

Since Rose left, Zhang Fengfu and Ye Baihe did not stay, and they had no intention of watching all kinds of exquisite stone carvings and murals in the Shura Road.

Zhang Fengfu has a strange discovery, that is, not everyone in the Shura Dao is wearing Shura masks, and some people are dressed as ordinary people, and what is even more strange is that within the jurisdiction of the King of Chujiang in this Shura Dao, there is actually a bazaar.

Zhang Fengfu, who originally thought that he was dazzled, was sure that this was indeed a market when he clearly saw the swords and things playing with the swords on the demon stalls.

There is a lot of space here, the lights are far brighter than other places, and people come and go, but it is not much different from the Nine Heavens, as if it is a shrunken Nine Heavens.

The people who come and go are just a little less active and a little more lifeless than the Nine Heavens.

Zhang Fengfu didn't feel strange, no one living in such a place where they didn't see the light of day would be happy, let alone smile on their faces from time to time.

The things these people traded were not silver, but human heads, which made Zhang Fengfu unbelievable, after all, no matter who it was, it was impossible not to be unmoved when he saw someone walking on the road with a bloody human head with an expressionless face.

Even a murderous executioner would never be so indifferent, so how many lives did these people with bloody heads have on their hands?

One of the most striking of these is one of the men.

Zhang Fengfu saw an expressionless hook-nosed man not far away who was throwing a dead man's head in his hand on the table in front of him, and then took away a copy of "Bibo Pavilion Sword Washing Record" from the stone table, he also carried a sword in his hand, the sword was broken and could no longer be said to be a sword, just like the clothes on his body, full of devastation, and he couldn't take out anything to praise it.

Seeing this scene, Ye Baihe said in a deep voice: "His swordsmanship doesn't look very good, I have also seen this "Bibo Pavilion Sword Washing Record", but it is just a kendo sage who was hurriedly written on a whim when watching the tide, it is not a great swordsmanship, at most it can only be regarded as second-rate, take a head for a second-rate swordsmanship, such a person is not impressive." ”

Zhang Fengfu said: "His swordsmanship may not be very good, but his sword must not be something to provoke." ”

"Oh, why is that?"

Ye Baihe was curious.

"After all, such a sword can also be called a sword?"

Look closely at the unsheathed sword in the hand of the man who is gradually moving away, unsheathed and sharp, but it is equivalent to no edge, just because the blade of the sword has been corroded by dense rust, it seems that even cutting off a wrist-thick wood will kill this sword.

But Zhang Fengfu said solemnly: "In my opinion, this sword is not only a sword, but also a sword that must not be easily provoked, such a person...... Don't miss it out. ”

The man's footsteps were not very fast, Zhang Fengfu's footsteps were not slow, and he soon approached the man, who knew that although the man did not look back, he seemed to have felt that someone was following him, and he accelerated his pace, and Zhang Fengfu also sped up his pace at the same time, so that after three rounds of back and forth, the man paused under a stone carving, and put a copy of "Bibo Pavilion Sword Washing Record" into his arms like a treasure, and then turned around and said coldly: "You follow me." ”

Zhang Fengfu, who was behind the demon mask, saw this young face clearly, about the same age as himself, with a hooked nose, narrow and long red phoenix eyes, a slender figure, and even some sickly withered, and deep cheekbones, as if he hadn't eaten a big fish and meat for a long time.

"The road is facing the sky, each going to the other, how can you say that I am following you?"

Zhang Fengfu is neither salty nor light, he is curious about this person in his heart, and he does not intend to miss the opportunity to meet this person.

The man obviously didn't expect Zhang Fengfu to say this, was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Then I'll let you go first." ”

Zhang Fengfu said: "I suddenly don't want to leave. ”

The man said, "Then you're deliberately stalking me." ”

Zhang Fengfu said: "I'm just going my own way, how can I follow it? Could it be that this Shura Dao is actually your family's fault?"

The man said: "If I let you go first and you don't go, then if I leave next, will you still follow me?"

Zhang Fengfu said: "The legs are long on me, whether I want to leave or not is my business, brother, you don't seem to be in control." ”

The man finally had a hint of expression, which was a sneer: "In that case, then if I cut off your legs, you won't be able to walk." ”

Zhang Fengfu was not surprised, but smiled softly.

"With the sword in your hand?"

The man said, "With the sword in my hand." ”

Zhang Fengfu said: "You should also be able to see that I have a knife in my hand." ”

The man said, "I've seen the knife in your hand." ”

Zhang Fengfu said: "I feel danger from your sword. ”

The man: "I also sensed that your knife was unusual. ”

Zhang Fengfu said: "Then why are you still so big about cutting off one of my legs?"

"Because I'm not used to having people follow me, especially within three paces behind me, which is just as far as my sword can reach, and as a swordsman, I don't like to put myself in danger. ”

Zhang Fengfu said: "So how about now?"

The next moment, Zhang Fengfu took three steps forward, and just walked side by side with that person, no matter before or after, not to be far behind.

"Am I still making you feel in danger now?"

After a moment, the man suddenly grinned, revealing a mouthful of large white teeth.

"You're interesting. ”

"Would you like to have a drink with someone as interesting as me?"

"It's okay to drink, but there's no alcohol in this place. ”

"It is true that there is no wine in this ghost place, but there is me in this ghost place, and having me is equivalent to having wine. ”