The ancient town, the wind swaying, a thousand flowers are staggered, a lone flower, each table a branch.

Master Zhang Qingyang has always had a secret in his heart. The secret is unspeakable, but it has to do with the town. Yes, in this ancient town, there are more than 1,000 families, and every family is a well-known and fearless high-roller in the rivers and lakes, and about the secret of this town, the people who know this secret are dead.

It seems that the only person alive in heaven and earth is Zhang Qingyang.

The secret is the Demon Suppressor.

It is rumored that there is a demon god in heaven and earth, named Chi You, who lived near this town not far from when he was still alive, and the only task of the demon suppressor is to communicate the two worlds, summon the ancient demon god to the world, and then kill him to obtain the reward of another demon god.

Therefore, Lord Zhang Qingyang is alive and well, and he is living a very nourishing life, although for ten years, the Demon Suppression Envoy is just a false name, but as long as the ancient town exists for one day, it proves that the Demon God has not all fallen, and he Lord Zhang Qingyang will be safe for one day.

Lord Zhang Qingyang believes in three demon gods, all of whom are unknown demon gods after Chiyou, they are the Demon God Nunnery, the Demon Zai God, and the Demon Zai An, three ancient demon gods from ancient times.

The wind rolls the deciduous flowers, and the lonely lamp is green and green. There was wind outside, and the wind was very strong all the time, and it blew on people's faces and hurt bitterly.

In a tavern in the ancient town, Zhang Qingyang sat quietly. He was waiting, waiting for someone, a wicked man he couldn't refuse. There was no wind in the tavern, Zhang Qingyang felt that his face was also blowing, a sword, the sword wind swept through Zhang Qingyang's side, blowing Zhang Qingyang's face changed and changed.

This sword is a good sword, a killer cleanly retracted the sword from the scabbard, sitting next to Zhang Qingyang, he was also waiting, waiting for a woman, a woman who was shy of flowers on the rivers and lakes.

On the rivers and lakes, the gangsters on the boundary of the ancient town within a radius of thousands of kilometers, Zhang Qingyang knew everyone, but he didn't know this killer. That's why his face isn't very good-looking.

"Xiao Er, good wine!" The killer also seemed to be an alcoholic.

In the tavern with modern architectural style, Xiao Er was quickly filled with all kinds of fine wine and placed in front of the killer.

"Wine is good wine, people are good people, but unfortunately the sword is not a good sword. The killer said something inexplicable. A swordsman waiting for a sword beside him walked past him, and when he heard this, he seemed to be a little dumbfounded, and his figure couldn't help but pause, and then he left quickly without hesitation.

"Poor monk Meng Lang, I have seen Master Zhang Qingyang in the next Xiaoyuan Prime Minister Zhao Chengen, don't come for three days. "It turns out that the wicked people such as Zhang Qingyang are actually Zhao Chengen, a dead bald donkey.

Zhang Qingyang was silent, the eyes of the two glanced at each other in the air and then flashed, as a demon suppressor, Zhang Qingyang and the dead bald donkey Zhao Chengen had a past that had to be said.

Both of them have experienced vicissitudes of life and are of similar age, and there is an indescribable sense of tacit understanding that affects the judgment of the two.

This ancient town has a very nice name, called Pseudonym Town, so Zhang Qingyang is undoubtedly the biggest in this pseudonymous town, of course, it does not refer to age, but force.

The snow melts in March and the sun sets.

Zhang Qingyang in the sunset. He was the only one sitting in the tavern at sunset. Zhao Chengen saw Zhang Qingyang and went to Huayuan. And the killer waited until a beautiful woman left.

It seemed that he was the only one left in heaven and earth.

The verdant vermilion pen was dyed with a thick ink, and the brush under his hand was like a flower, writing a wonderful and wonderful poem.

He was walking forward, and on the road more than ten miles away from the pseudonymous town, was the famous L City. He was on his way to L City.

After writing the letter, sealing the stationery and throwing it into the mailbox on the side of the road, Zhang Qingyang showed a smile that was really so.

Someone is following behind you.

Zhang Qing raised his head and didn't look back, and quickened his pace to go back to the pseudonym town.

Gao Ge has been a little bored recently, and after buying the Nether Bone Disk, he received a Mo Ming task, killing Zhang Qingyang can go to the Dark Farisi Division under the Dark Teachers Association in the city to get a reward for an A-level citizenship certificate, this reward Gao Ge can't refuse, just as he can't refuse any request from Li Muwan.

Thousands of miles of snow drifted, cold and cold, and even the sunset seemed to have changed color due to loneliness, turning into an empty and desolate gray-white.

The two people in front of the other seem to be the same, becoming more and more strange and mature.

Soon into an ancient town and ancient street, this street is not long or wide, but there are hundreds of shopkeepers.

There are countless small town streets like this in the world, and each one of them looks like this. Humble shop, cheap goods, kind people, Zhang Qingyang couldn't believe that he would let go of the deflated Sangaoge who had been following him for a woman.

Gao Ge left.

But Zhang Qingyang couldn't leave, because there was a demon god on this street.

The morning sun is particularly bright, shining on this street looks vivid and interesting, Zhang Qingyang has not come to this ancient street for a long time, the breath of the demon god is tightly compressed in the scope of this street, mysterious and ancient.

The demon god Ah Si escaped from the passage of the two realms of the netherworld, and struggled to break free from the time-space vortex of history.

The majestic body of the demon god, the wanton and vigorous aura of the ancient desolation, spread in this ancient street, and the arrogant and domineering voice resounded everywhere.

Awaken the great Elder Demon Gods from their slumber! Bring Hell into this world and let the flames burn every land!

The demon god Ah Si struggled to break free from the powerful shackles of the void and descended on the streets of Pseudonym Town with great power.

Zhang Qingyang was a little caught off guard, for the demon god Ah Si, Zhang Qingyang obviously not the first time to feel the might of the demon god, this is the next one of the three demon gods he believes in, the familiar and domineering breath makes Zhang Qingyang a little trance, after all, it is the existence of the same camp, which makes him a little overwhelmed, and the regret of not being able to hunt lingers in his heart.

The existence of the Nether Camp is a neutral camp existence, but it has nothing to do with peace.

The demon god's flamboyant aura was like a beam of laser light, ordinary and neutral, cruel and bloody, the scene was extremely chaotic, but fortunately it did not alarm any of the civilians of the martial arts people in the pseudonymous town.

Only Zhang Qingyang was extremely sensitive to such an existence.

The despicable human beings have once again shamelessly attacked me, and my demon god Ah Si swears that as long as I wait for the king to come, good luck will come again!

With the sound of the wave, the majestic body of the demon god Ah Si disappeared along with a large number of laser lights.

The whole process lasted just over three seconds, and it was fast and shocking.

Recently, I'm afraid that the pseudonymous town will not be peaceful again, Zhang Qingyang said secretly in his heart. This is a signal light, the most commonly used manifestation of the Demon God of the Netherworld, indicating that the future pseudonymous town will be under the attention of the Demon God all the time.

The failure of the Demon God Ah Si's crossing means that a new round of actions is about to have nothing to do with the humans in the pseudonym town.

Maybe only Zhang Qingyang's calmness can let him hear about the existence of the demon god every now and then.

The disappearance of the demon god made Zhang Qingyang feel a burst of happiness, more than ten years have passed since the last hunt, and the exposure of the pseudonym town has only lasted for more than a year, if the demon god now crosses into the world, with Zhang Qingyang's personal strength, he can only barely defeat the demon god Ah Si, which is why he believes in the ultimate reason why the first three demon gods of the demon god Ah Si.

If you can't beat it, then you can only believe in it.

Zhang Qingyang belongs to such a small human being.

waited until the shadow of the demon god continued to weaken, and Zhang Qingyang returned to reality in a trance.

Zhang Qingyang is a special SSS-level citizen of L City, Area A of the Earth, and the mayor of a pseudonymous town.

This time it's good luck to track my little deflated three, and next time it won't be so simple! Zhang Qingyang only now has time to pay attention to Gao Ge's existence.

On the dark starry sky, one after another large starry sky fell brightly, and the demon god Ah Si said luckily and cruelly: " I was born in the starry sky since ancient times, I know everything inside and outside the starry sky, I didn't expect that only a century has passed, a large number of starry sky war gods and demon gods have fallen, and the netherworld, the most stable parallel world, will not be long before it will collapse due to time and space, when the time comes, we will definitely meet in the world, I hope that the whole starry sky will leave a habitat at that time, otherwise, even the last starry sky gods will be buried!

"I hope that when the time comes, the Lord can promise to take the earth under my rule, and I will come to the human world soon, although I am from a low background in the entire demon world, but I am a genius, let me squeeze the last trace of energy from the netherworld." ”

Time flies, in the blink of an eye it is June, the weather in June is very hot and hot, people can't help but give birth to a kind of slackness, fortunately, the occasional coolness can awaken a mind.

With a bang, the entire spirit stone in the center of the Nether Bone Disk was quickly activated, and a round transparent laser interface quickly ejected into the void in front of Gao Ge's eyes, let me take a look at what tasks this area has been in recently.

After the failure of the previous mission, Gao Ge had to give up and choose a tavern mission that seemed less difficult again.

Linking the Nether Bone Disk to the network, all the information of the Interstellar Federation Earth Area A was completely entered into Gao Ge's private network.

L City is known as the saying that the east is rich and the west is noble, the south is poor and the north is cheap, Gao Ge is now only a B-level citizen of L City in Area A of the Interstellar Federation Earth, if he follows the normal procedure, I am afraid that it will take more than ten years to upgrade to the level of an A-level citizen.

So, there were times when some destined mission Gao Ge had to take it, and he swore that it was the last time he walked into the government hall of the Interstellar Federation to pick up the last mission.

This time the next mission is related to a killer named Zhao Huaji.

Zhao Huaji is in Japan, so Gao Ge has returned to Japan, in addition to having a job in Japan, he usually collects information about Zhao Huaji's characters.

Regarding Zhao Huaji's task, Gao Ge was not in a hurry.

In ancient Japanese legends, there was a corpse that has always survived. It is called the source corpse.

This corpse was full of flames, and two pairs of crow-like wings grew from its back, and the wings were burning with raging flames.

This kind of corpse, like a dead thing, has a resounding name, called Corpse Baga.

Zhao Huaji looked at the picture in front of him in horror, an ancient and powerful corpse Baga haunted a deserted island.

On the desert island, behind Zhao Huaji, there is a Japanese ninja who is being divided into corpses by groups of corpses, the scene is miserable and bloody, and in front of Zhao Huaji, there are three corpses flying in the air with teeth and claws, waiting for Zhao Huaji's self-throwing net.

Zhao Huaji is a calm killer, and his martial arts are undoubtedly very exquisite, but he also knows that today is probably less auspicious.

Songs of terror slowly drifted through the air, and the first corpse to descend on Japan was stuffed to the brim. A large number of Japanese corpses came to hear the wind, and gradually gathered in front of the door of the first walking corpse, Zhao Huaji lost his soul to sit in a large open space in front of the first walking corpse, and has been hunted by five Japanese corpses, covered with scars.

He used all his strength to attack the corpse Baga's body, making a ruin-like ruin sound, which could not hurt the corpse Baga in the slightest, and just a moment's hesitation made Zhao Huaji fall into a great dangerous situation.

Japan's unique demon product Corpse Yaga is getting stronger and stronger, and the benefits to the source corpse are getting greater.

Once the source corpse is freed, it will bring great benefits to enough corpses in Japan, and the relationship between the two is inseparable and intimate.

Zhao Huaji was fourteen or fifteen years old, but he was already used to being a bandit for six or seven years, and this time he was frightened when he met a group of Japanese corpses.

Fortunately, the wisdom of this group of corpses is around ten years old, and somehow there is a workaround, Zhao Huaji narrowly and dangerously avoided one disaster after another and resolved it invisibly.

It wasn't until he got out of the last of the walking corpses that he relaxed.