Chapter 65: The spirit dog disguised itself as Tiancong, and Ning Yu fought the dense forest with his sword

"Uncle, okay, give me something to eat. "In front of the Yunlai Inn in Tiancong City, a young beggar was begging there with a broken bowl.

"Go, go!" the guy at the inn waved his hand impatiently: "Don't ask for food here, disturb the guest Yaxing!"

"Okay, okay, I haven't eaten in days. "The beggar doesn't give up yet.

When the man saw that he was not relenting, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to come forward and beat someone, and the beggar fled in the wilderness.

This scene happened to be seen by Ning Yu, who had just come downstairs.

There was a hint of a smile in Ning Yu's eyes, and he looked at the back of the beggar quite playfully. There are few beggars in the Zhongqing Realm!

The guy turned around and saw Ning Yu's gaze, and said with a smile: "The guest officer is smiling." I don't know where the beggar came from, taking advantage of the meal to make a noise at the door, disturbing your elegance, right?

Ning Yu nodded and ordered, "Make a few light side dishes and send them to room No. 2 on the second floor." ”

The guy shouted "good come" and went to work. Ning Yu walked out of the inn with his feet up, far behind the beggar. There are spirits that lock on to each other, and they are not afraid of losing them at all.

Beggars are found everywhere in the world, although the southwest is stable and rich, but it is impossible to have no beggars, but all towns in the southwest have rules, beggars can enter the city to beg during the day, but they are not allowed to stay in the city at night. Beggars are poor and white, and often engage in stealing, which is a major hidden danger to public security, so the southwest has formulated such a seemingly impersonal regulation. Since the establishment of this regulation in the southwest, the security in the city has improved a lot, and this move can be regarded as fruitful.

Whenever the city gates were opened, beggars who were sleeping outside the city would flock into the city, and when the gates were about to be closed in the evening, these beggars would rush out again. The soldiers have seen a lot, and most of them don't bother to talk to them.

The beggar had to go to the door of the shops on both sides to ask for a few sounds every time he walked, but the people who did business thought the beggar was unlucky, and most of them scolded and yelled at him and blasted him away.

Ning Yu was not in a hurry, and followed slowly.

The beggar gradually got closer and closer to the north gate of Tiancong City, strolling around, looking dejected, as if he had not received food, and was a little disheartened.

The beggar approached the gate, and found a secret place to sit against the wall, his head drooping and his eyes squinting, as if he wanted to sleep. Looking at the beggar's appearance, it is obvious that he has to wait until it gets dark, and then go out of the city. But Ning Yu looked carefully, and the other party's eyes had actually been secretly staring at the city gate, as if he was waiting for something.

Ning Yu looked up at the sky, it was already close to evening when he and Yiwu entered the city, and at this moment, the sun was setting in the west, and it was not far from the city gate closing. Ning Yu simply found a tea shed, and sat in the tea shed to drink tea and wait.

A high-grade martial artist in the Middle Qing Realm, although his cultivation is not too high, he has been able to find a good errand in a rich and noble family, but he is willing to be a down-and-out beggar, and there must be a reason. Ning Yu's divine soul is like a demon mirror that makes people have nothing to hide, even if you hide it well, it will be difficult to escape his detection.

It was darker, the streets at the city gate were noisy, and the beggars, who had been begging in the city for a day, began to gather near the city gate in twos and threes, regardless of the harvest, waiting to leave the city.

At this time, the beggar moved, and he slowly blended into the group of beggars. Although the beggars are lowly, there is still a dispute between the gates in the beggar circle, and it can be faintly seen here that this large group of beggars is roughly divided into three gangs, and he skillfully stands in the middle of the three groups of beggars. A few times he seemed to wander inadvertently, and he was like leaving the three gangs, making the three gangs of beggars think that he was a member of the other gang.

Seeing this, Ning Yu was even more sure that there was something wrong with this person, and he obviously wanted to use these beggars to get out of the city.

The guards at the gates had seen the beggars for a long time, but they were used to it. The beggars were even familiar with the gatekeepers. So even during martial law, the gatekeepers turned a blind eye to these dirty beggars. Who wouldn't be dirty enough to search and grope for them?

The people who were waiting to enter the city were almost over, and the sergeant major guarding the gate greeted the beggars, and they immediately consciously lined up in a long line, calling the military master with a grin, and walked towards the gate.

The sergeant major looked at the beggar in the head bowl with a big white steamed bun, and teased: "Ergou, you are lucky today, are you willing to eat this white steamed bun?

"Hahaha. The soldiers guarding the door burst into laughter.

The beggar head is called and drunk every day, and he doesn't care about this for a long time, on the contrary, he can be teased by the sergeant major, and he feels quite honorable, and he said with a smile on his face: "My lord said that he was laughing, just my family, I can't even afford a stick of incense, what can I do for steamed buns?"

"Hahaha. Hearing what he said interestingly, the sergeant major let out a burst of laughter, waved his hand, and said, "Okay, okay, don't be poor, the hour is coming, hurry up and get out of the city!"

"Yes, my lord!" replied the beggar nodding his head, turning back to his men, and a group of people hastened to follow, as did the other two groups.

In Ning Yu's gaze, the young man who was disguised as a beggar also took advantage of the chaos to pass through the city gate and gradually disappeared into the evening darkness.

Ning Yu took out a few copper coins and put them on the tea table, got up unhurriedly, and walked towards the city gate.

As soon as the sergeant commander ordered his men to close the city gate, he turned his head and saw a young man walking straight towards the city gate. ”

When the soldiers behind him heard the sergeant chief shouting, they immediately stopped what they were doing, drew their swords and held their guns, and surrounded them.

The corners of Ning Yu's mouth curved slightly, and he looked at the half-closed city gate and smiled: "Isn't it still closed yet?"

The sergeant chief's face was gloomy, and he looked at Ning Yu without saying a word, and with a gentle push of his left thumb, the waist knife had already been pulled out.

Ning Yu shook his head, these soldiers are really good, and they are not as good as they are to the beggars.

The city gate is already half-closed, and it will definitely not be able to pass with an ordinary identity, even if it is a public identity, it does not have this power. In the soul, the distance of the fake beggar was getting farther and farther, and Ning Yu didn't delay anymore and reached into his arms.

The sergeant chief was agitated by Ning Yu's movements, and drew his sword in his hand with a brush, and the soldiers behind him unsheathed their blades one after another, looking at Ning Yu with fierce eyes.

In the eyes of the sergeant chief, Ning Yu reached out and took out something from his arms and lit it up in front of him. When he looked at it, his complexion immediately changed, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, and the rest of the soldiers looked at each other, but they reacted randomly and knelt on the ground with the sergeant chief.

"Your Excellency. The sergeant's voice was full of fear: "The subordinates don't know the identity of the adult, draw their swords and face each other, and hope that the adult will forgive the sin!"

Ning Yu put away the token and said, "Those who don't know are not guilty." I have important business to do when I go out of the city now, you guard the city gates, and wait for me to come back!"

Without waiting for the sergeant commander to reply, Ning Yu had already jumped through everyone and flashed out of the half-open city gate.

The sergeant chief and the soldiers stood up one after another, looking at the disappearing figure outside the city gate, and it took a while to come back to their senses.

"My lord, who is he?" we—" Several soldiers on the side approached the sergeant major and asked in a low voice. They were far away just now, and Ning Yu's token flashed in an instant, so everyone didn't see it clearly. But seeing that the sergeant chief was kneeling, they naturally had to kneel down.

The sergeant chief glanced at a few of them, did not make a sound, but quietly made a mouth, and several people suddenly widened their eyes and turned their heads to look out of the city, even if Ning Yu's shadow was no longer visible there.

Taking advantage of the inattention of the beggars, the greyhounds quietly hid in the dense forest next to them. He was sent by his boss to deliver an extremely important secret letter to Jingshi.

Although the cultivation of the spirit dog is not high, it is proficient in the art of disguise, and it is alert and loyal, and it is one of the most powerful elites in the Southwest Dog Pavilion.

Nowadays, martial law is imposed in the southwest, and anyone who passes through the town must be subject to strict inspection, but the greyhound is keenly aware that people like beggars are not among them. So he rushed to the outside of Tiancong City in time, disguised himself as a beggar, and mixed into the city with the flow of people. Now, he has successfully left the city again.

Leaving Tiancong City is equivalent to having escaped the direct control of the Feng family, and the next road is undoubtedly much easier. He can go straight to Zhongnan along the official road, and then go straight to Beijing by Shuangtuo.

When the beggars left the city, they were divided into three groups, each of which had a fixed stronghold outside the city, and they had nothing to do with each other. The greyhounds lurked for a long time, until the three gangs of beggars left, and then slowly walked out of the dense forest.

Looking back at the faintly visible outline of the city wall of Tiancong City, the greyhound smiled disdainfully and wanted to turn away.

But the moment the greyhound's face turned around, his face suddenly changed. A slender figure appeared behind him in the corner of his eye, and the spirit dog was shocked in his heart, and then suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, pretending to want to leave without knowing it.

The person who came was naturally Ning Yu, and he looked at the fake beggar's coy appearance, and he was amused in his heart. The black sword in his hand was instantly unsheathed, and he stabbed at the fake beggar without hesitation.

The greyhounds were taken aback, he didn't know where he had revealed his flaws, but he was actually recognized by the other party. But this is no longer the time to think about this, the spirit dog is short, and it is very thrilling to dodge Ning Yu's blow. In order to hide his identity, he did not carry a weapon on his body, and he was attacked by Ning Yu at this moment, and he could only dodge in a hurry, and he fell behind in an instant.

Ning Yu's secular cultivation is the same as that of the spirit dog, both of them are of the highest grade in the Zhongqing Realm, but he has a weapon in hand, and he strikes first, forcing the spirit dog to dodge for a while. The two of them fought and retreated, gradually retreating into the dense forest.

The spirit dog dodged Ning Yu's attack again, and with the help of a tree, he took a few steps back to widen the distance between him and Ning Yu, and whispered, "Who are you?"

Ning Yu slowly approached with his sword, and said with a smile: "This sentence should be that I asked you." ”

The spirit dog's face suddenly changed: "The tone of your words seems to be the master here, it seems that you are the Feng family's Five Elements secret agent!"

Ning Yu didn't answer, he acquiesced, and he asked rhetorically: "Then what about you, the Tiande Hidden Wolf, or the minions of the six leaders of Southern Qi?"

The greyhound didn't say a word, and his eyes couldn't stop looking around. He has important tasks to do, and he has no weapons in his hands, so he can only be beaten passively when he fights with the other party at this moment.

After such a long time of fighting, the spirit dog has already seen that Ning Yu's cultivation is actually on par with himself, and now he has a slight advantage with the advantage of weapons, but if he is bent on escaping, he may not be able to bear himself.