This time, Xinyuan still didn't listen to his master's words, didn't take Xinyuan away, but stayed with Xinyuan. The people who protected the country came and wanted to welcome the national teacher back to China, but they were rejected by Xinyuan.

He was unwilling to let Xinyuan follow him away, nor did he want to let the nameless temple at the foot of Wanshou Mountain be deserted.

In this temple, there is one less old monk who loves to sleep, and one more handsome young monk, and unconsciously, the incense is flourishing.

On the other side, Ghost Cry and Shiratori sent away the blonde curly-haired man, and Ghost Cry suddenly remembered something and asked, "What's his name?"

Shiratori was stunned, and then shook his head blankly: "You don't know?"

The four sides of Tianzi Island are still quite large, and the owner of this island is a large island owner with five islands, 100,000 people, 4,000 army, and 6,000 navy.

As the main city of this island owner, Simiancheng is stationed in the army of 2000 and the port navy is 2000, although the order in the city is not very good, but in general it is quite safe, but in this special period, it is an exception.

So, it's best to start your journey as early as possible.

Shiratori has been here many times, and he is familiar with the road. He found a shipowner who mainly hunted sea beasts, agreed on the price, conditions, and time, and set off at noon the day after tomorrow.

With this good news, the two stayed at an inn.

It's too far from the land for horses to be seen, and the big black horse attracts a lot of attention, but Devil Cry has a fierce face, and the white bird is a little famous, so no one is looking for trouble so far.

But that same night, while the whole city was sleeping soundly, suddenly there was a shout of murder, and robbers attacked.

The port wharf was ablaze and a large number of ships were burned. A gang of robbers rushed in, slaughtered and plundered everywhere.

And Devil May Cry and Shiratori happened to live in the harbor.

There was a noise downstairs, and the neighing of a big black horse came to my ears.

The ghost cried naked, didn't bother to put on his clothes, and jumped barefoot, grabbing a knife and pushing open the window.

The inn did not have a special stable, so the big black horse lived in a firewood house. More than a dozen pirates blocked the door of the firewood house, shouting loudly to use ropes to trap the big black horse, but they did not dare to approach. Two poorly dressed pirates lay on the ground, their chests sunken, one dead, the other dying, and that was the price of rushing close to the big black horse.

Suddenly, a man lifted his feet off the ground, and a trouser belt wrapped around his neck, dragging him off the ground and hanging him from the eaves of the firewood house.

"Who is it?" exclaimed the pirate, looking around.

And at this moment, the ghost cry appeared silently among the pirates, one breath, three lightning stabs, and the three surrounding pirates fell to the ground with blood flowing from their necks.

The pirates hurriedly drew their swords, and the two fastest ones had just pulled out their swords, and the ghost's eyes rolled, and they froze, and then the sword flashed like lightning, and the two heads flew up.

Suddenly, the rest of the pirates were frightened and hurriedly retreated. However, the devil cries faster. The body instantly appeared a foot away, catching up with them and hurriedly retreating.

The three pirates around knew that they couldn't escape, and they screamed and moved forward instead of retreating, and the three sharp knives were aimed at the ghost at the same time.

The ghost cry jumped into the air, the long knife swept away, and the waning moon-like sword light flashed.

There were three muffled sounds, and the three corpses fell to the ground, and the wounds, with scorch marks, emitted green smoke, revealing the smell of flesh.

Instead of landing, Devil Cry flew over their heads and perched on the branches of the ancient trees in the courtyard.

The wind rises, the dead leaves flutter, the branches shake and rustle.

Ghost Cry and this ancient tree merge into one, looming, like a poisonous snake entrenched here.

The pirates were chilled, and in just a few breaths, half of their people were missing, which was really terrifying.

The bells swayed, and the crisp sound of bells and wind came from all directions. As the bell rang, the pirates' minds swayed, their eyes twisted and blurred.

The twisted branches of that ancient tree grew wantonly, like strange hands. The ancient tree grew bigger and weirder, and not only did it grow hands, but it also grew strange heads, and it hissed in pain.

The fallen leaves turned into flying blood, falling on the body, and the pain was scorching. The cool evening style was cold and killing, making them stiff and their blood frozen.

When he raised his head, the moon in the sky was extraordinarily round, but it was blood-red. In the blood-red full moon, a figure appeared in it, the blade of the long knife in his hand flashing brightly.

When......

Another group of robbers broke into the courtyard, led by a one-eyed man, of average height, with a stout build, wearing a short-sleeved shirt with his shirt open to reveal his scarred chest. He had a short knife and a crossbow pinned to his waist, and the crossbow was already wound. And beside him, a tall and thin man shouted: "Big brother, it's inside, there are a batch of big horses, black and drifting......"

The sound came to an abrupt end.

The thick smell of blood mixed with the smell of meat, and more than a dozen corpses lay on the ground.

The one-eyed man pulled out his knife and crossbow, guarded the surroundings, and his heart was cold just by glancing at it, he was a murderer, so he could naturally see the other party's killing methods.

All of them were killed with a single sword, without the strength to resist, and some even had their knives unsheathed, but only half of them were pulled out.

What a fast knife, such a ruthless knife!

The dark red pool of blood had spread to his feet, and the one-eyed man was suddenly slightly stunned.

The pool of blood reflected the dark sky, and the full moon was so dazzling. Under the moon, above the wall, a man was entrenched there.

He jerked his head up, and the man perched on the wall was gone.

Not good!

He knew that something was wrong, and just as he was about to make a warning, a panicked cry came from behind him.

In the panicked scream, the crisp sound of the bell came into his ears, and he couldn't help but shake his heart, as if a giant python was coiled behind him, its forked crimson tongue went around, licking his cheeks, and the cold breath slapped on the back of his neck, making him tremble all over and his blood froze.

The smell of burning meat wafted over the tip of his nose as he fell to the ground one after another, making him even more terrified.

He exclaimed, without hesitation, without looking back, and ran frantically forward.

The wind sounded behind him, but he still didn't look back, his wrist flipped, and the crossbow in his hand was aimed at the back.

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In three short sounds, three brush-length crossbow arrows shot out in the back.

Then, the three crisp sounds of "Ding Ding Ding" made his heart sink to the bottom.

Although this move is insidious, he didn't expect to be able to hurt the other party, as long as he can make the other party dodge, as long as he dodges, the speed will slow down, giving him a chance to escape.

How do you know that the other party doesn't even dodge, and directly blocks the flying arrows.

Finally, the one-eyed man turned around, he knew that he would not survive, and before he died, he wanted to see who the other party really was and what it looked like, so that she could help him avenge himself.

But even though he knew that he was going to die, he still made the last battle of the trapped beast, and the sharp knife in his hand was swung out.

Naturally, a split was made into the air.

The sharp tip of the knife, piercing the skin, the strong ribs, was split in two, the beating heart, so fragile that it was easily penetrated, and finally, the blood-stained tip of the knife peeked through the back.

The one-eyed man had a smile on his lips, he ripped off the blindfold with his left hand, stared at the shirtless man with the prosthetic eye made of the jewel, and rushed forward, stabbing the sharp knife in his hand.

Then, the hand he held the sharp knife was pinched by the other party, and then, with a strong attack, his sharp knife pierced his throat.

He was carried back quickly, and at last he retreated under the big tree, where he was nailed to it with a long knife.

The one-eyed man hung his head, and beads of blood dripped from the blade.

Drawing the knife, the one-eyed man fell to the ground, and Ghost Cry bent down, ripped the cloth from him, and wiped the blade carefully.

Pirates come and go fast.

Before the troops of the Four Faces City could react, they quickly retreated. Large oil drums were detonated, creating a sea of fire in the sea, blocking the harbor and disappearing into the night.

Both the army and the navy could only helplessly watch each other walk calmly, and the scolding directed at the ancestors echoed in the port.

On the second day, the ghost cried downstairs to eat, and the eyes in the inn avoided the ghost crying, and the noisy inn was a little quieter. They seemed to have a lot of respect for Ghost Cry, but Ghost Cry couldn't be happy, his brows were furrowed, and the events of last night made him worried.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Shiratori to bring bad news.