"You're not going to kill the two of us?" Wu Qi and Wu Peng asked suspiciously.

Demon Slayer chuckled, "When did I say I was going to kill you both?"

Wu Qi and Wu Peng Bu (jìn) glanced at each other, and a hint of hope flashed directly in Ben (shēn's gloomy eyes), but it quickly disappeared, and then said, "We can't think of a reason for you to let me two go." ”

"There are many reasons, you two are very smart, capable, have status, and most importantly, ......" Demon Slayer pointed out: "You are very knowledgeable about current affairs...... I'm scared of death! And this ...... Just what I needed!"

is said to be a soft bone, but anyone with a little temper will not be polite!

However, just as the demon slaughter said, Wu Qi and Wu Peng were very smart and afraid of death, so they did not have the slightest intention of having a seizure after hearing the words, but as if the boulder at the mouth of the (xiōng) had finally landed, the table (qíng) that had been tense finally relaxed.

After a moment of silence, they both spoke, "What do you need us to do?"

"Let's go in and talk," Demon Tu patted them on the shoulder, then withdrew his hand from their shoulders and opened the door to enter the house, letting Wu Qi and Wu Peng stand outside the door.

Wu Qi and Wu Qi looked at each other, and they struggled for a moment, and did not take advantage of the situation to escape, but obediently followed the Demon Slayer's words, and sneaked into the silent and excessive room under the moonlight.

"Tell me, what do you need us to do?" Wu Qi and the two followed into the front yard, and immediately asked with a blank face (qíng).

Demon Slayer turned his head and replied with a blank face (qíng): "Do everything you have, and do what I have for you (qíng)." ”

"And what do we get?" Wu Peng's mind was slightly better than Wu Qi's, so the negotiation was automatically left to him. After all, Wu Qi's temper is more impulsive than him, in case he angers the demon slaughter under an impulse, then .......

"Everything. Demon Tu's tone was full of confusion (yòu): "Merit, resources, money, martial arts, women...... Everything you can think of!"

"Very (yòu) people. After taking a deep breath, Wu Peng continued: "But I am deeply skeptical of what you said! You alone, or if you add the Mirage Dragon Yuan Ghost King who was just rescued by you to kill you, do you think you can deal with the Quartet Ghost King, and even Tubo? What's more, the Quartet Ghost King has a huge force under him, but unlike you and Kill, it is just two light pole commanders. ”

For Wu Peng's questioning, Demon Tu didn't answer the question, his eyes examined Wu Peng and Wu Qi's (shēn), and then slowly said, "I don't know if you heard the words of the Qing Xuan Immortal of the Ethereal Peak back then?"

"Are you saying that the old thing said that Li Qinghe will make the secluded capital change hands? Hmph...."Wu Peng snorted disdainfully: "Everyone is an adult, so don't talk nonsense." I have long heard that Li Qinghe died early, and he died at the hands of a woman. Huh...."

Wu Peng's sneer resounded throughout the quiet courtyard, and Demon Slayer raised his eyebrows and said, "I can't tell you more yet, as for whether to believe or not, it's up to you." But Tubo and the Quartet Ghost King, I'm going to kill them. And you, promise me, that you can live. If you don't agree, you'll die immediately. ”

Demon Tu's words were like a life-urging imp, which made Wuqi Wu Pengbu (jìn) break out in a cold sweat.

That's right, now we are in his hands, where is the right to talk about what conditions!

"We don't seem to have a choice at all?" Wu Peng was silent for a long time before he said.

"Don't look lost. Demon Slayer laughed, stepped forward and patted them on the shoulder, whispering in their ears. The latter's eyes immediately flashed with a glimmer of hope, and as if he didn't believe it, he asked again: "What you said is true?

"Your lives are in my hands. Why should I lie to you?"

Although it hurts, Demon Slayer's words are true. Wu Qi and Wu Peng both saw a hint of stupidity (yù) in each other's eyes!

"Yes!

Rather than being controlled by the Xuan Ghost King and being a marionette, Wu Qi and Wu Peng would rather go to Bo Yibo to live. After all, if you promise, you can still have a way to live. If you don't agree, you'll die immediately.

......

On a mountain road, Tan Hao led a white horse, a (shēn) white Confucian shirt, a silver-white gold silk belt around his waist, a pair of eyes on his handsome face were dark and bright, giving people a feeling of abundance, and his hair that had grown was a little messy in the wind. After his (shēn) is a beggar dressed in a coarse linen garment.

The dresses of the two are so incompatible. It's really hard to make people feel that these two people are all the way.

Tan Hao swore that it was definitely not him who deliberately treated the beggars badly. It's just that the beggar himself said that he couldn't wear such beautiful clothes, and if he really wanted to force him to wear them, it would be uncomfortable for him to be hun (shēn).

Helpless, Tan Hao had no choice but to give him a whole (tào) linen. Although it is Mai, it is much better than the one (shēn) that the beggar had before and barely covered his body.

Holding the white horse, along the mountain road all the way forward, the mountain road is rugged, vertical and horizontal in the mountains, the trees on both sides are lush, so walked for about ten miles, turned a big mountain, Tan Hao's vision in front of him became broader, a few low earth mountain bags are undulating, covered with green and faint grass, only a few trees.

"Hey, I said. We've been out of the north of the city for almost thirty miles, right?Where is the abandoned mansion that Huai Mei Demon said?" Tan Hao turned his head and asked.

The beggar shrugged his hands and replied, "It must be about the same, alas, you see, there is a stone tablet!"

When Tan Hao heard this, he immediately led the horse and ran to the place where the beggar stretched out his hand.

"Painting the Village. ”

Next to the mountain road, an old bluestone tablet stands crookedly, indicating that this place has entered the painting fan village. Tan Hao looked at the sky, the weather was gray, the black clouds were a little low, and it looked like it was about to rain.

Standing still for a while, Tan Hao rode to the white horse and continued with the beggar, he wanted to enter the painting fan village as soon as possible, because it seemed that it would rain soon.

"Boom...."

In the sky, a thunderclap exploded, and a gust of wind blew between the heavens and the earth—

"It looks like it's going to rain. ”

Feeling a drop of wetness on the back of his hand, Tan Hao knew that it was going to rain, he looked at it and found that there was a flat land under the hillside, and there happened to be a thatched hut there.

"Wow, whoa, whoa....."

As soon as I walked into the thatched hut and tied the white horse, the rain began to fall, the raindrops the size of beans were dense, the sky seemed to be broken, the wind blew very much, even if Tan Hao and the two sat in the thatched hut, there was rain blowing in. There was already a layer of stagnant water on the ground, mixed with dirt, and it was yellow and yellow.

After a while, another person ran towards here, a peasant in Tsing Yi and a merchant in black, but both of them were embarrassed, shēn (muddy) soaked, and their feet were in the mud of the stagnant water on the ground, and they ran towards here.

"Sit here. ”

Seeing the two of them running in wet (shēn), Tan Hao smiled and pointed to the two stone roads next to him.

"Thank you, brother, my name is Duo Ren, I don't know what to call my brother. ”

Seeing that Tan Hao was polite, the farmers in Tsing Yi also asked politely.

"My name is Tan Hao, passing by here, I saw the heavy rain in the world, so I took shelter here. Tan Hao smiled: "I think the rain can't stop for a while, the two of you are already soaked, let's make a fire here, there are some dry branches." ”

Tan Hao pointed to a pair of dry resin roads behind (shēn), and he didn't know who made it, and many Ren didn't say much, so he walked over with the merchant and picked up the dry branches and started to make a fire, after all, the clothes on (shēn) were wet, and it was not a way, it was easy to get sick, and it was not comfortable to wear on (shēn.....

Soon, the fire rose.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and then I saw a group of more than a dozen people who seemed to be cultivators running towards here with swords in their hands.

"Run!"

"Catching up. ”

"Hurry up and block the back..."

"What a tough guy!"

They were holding swords in their hands, and they all looked like masters, and there were even two God Realm inside. But it looked like they were on the run, led by a scarface with a gray bag in his hand.

"Where to run!"

I saw a middle-aged man with a long sword running out behind the dozen or so people, and his shadow (shēn) was like the wind, and he quickly chased after him.

"Poof... Snort...."

The middle-aged man slashed out several sword qi in a row, and the five people at the back were killed directly, two of them were beheaded, and the three under (shēn) were directly cut by the waist, and the broken corpse fell to the ground, washed by the rain, and the blood quickly stained a large area red.

"Oh my God! ”

Seeing those people running over this side and killing people, many Ren and that merchant were immediately frightened.

Tan Hao was surprised. Didn't you say that there were a lot of good things about killing people and setting fires (tǐng)? Why did these two people still look like they had never seen each other?

How did Tan Hao know that it is true that the capital pays attention to weak (ròu) and strong food, but that is the business of cultivators. For civilians, rules are needed to govern it. Otherwise, if it is completely chaotic, the secluded capital will already be as chaotic (tào) as it was a thousand years ago.

"Sneer! sneer...."

It was a completely one-sided slaughter, although there were a few people in this group who had cultivated in the Divine Realm, but the middle-aged man in the back was a real fit realm, and his hands were crisp and neat, looking more chic than Tan Hao. These people have no one-man enemy at all, and every time the sword is swung, there is a person (shēn) who is different.

"Poof—"

In the end, several people chased to the mouth of the grass shed, but there were only two of these people left, the middle-aged man swung out a sword, and cut another person, leaving only the last scarface, this guy saw that he had no hope of escaping, turned around, and suddenly "pounced" and knelt in front of the middle-aged man with a bloody sword in his hand-

"Uncle spare your life, I'll give you the money back. ”

"Uncle's money dares to steal, damn it!.. Poof..."

Scarface begged for mercy, but the middle-aged man didn't even blink his eyes, and directly slashed down with a sword, directly beheading Scarface. Blood flew out, staining the rain red, scaring many of the merchants in the shed.