In the early morning of the next day, in Muwang City, which is located in the center of the Central Plains Continent, it seems that the streets and alleys are talking about the massacre that happened in the Imperial Demon City last night.

"What? You said that the Tiger Hunting Hall of the Demon Empire was wiped out by the Demon Sect's Qidao Sect?"

"That's still fake, that's what my cousin who was on an errand in the Demon City told me. ”

"Then isn't your cousin on an errand in the Imperial Demon City? Why did this happen, if you don't stay in the Imperial Demon City, how can you still come back and tell you about this?"

"You don't understand this, all major events that happen in the Imperial Demon City must first pass the news to our city lord Mu Chenghuang as soon as possible, and then the city lord and the city steward will discuss together before deciding whether to pass the news to the other major gangs. Unfortunately, my cousin is the messenger of the Demon City. ”

A vegetable farmer with a bearded face and big ears was holding a bowl of steaming noodles and said triumphantly to the shocked noodle stall owner.

As he spoke, the vegetable farmer did not forget to gulp the steaming noodles into his mouth. And the cart full of all kinds of vegetables next to him was the fresh vegetables that Namu Wangfu needed every day.

"Then is this news unreliable? I heard that the Tiger Hunting Hall Master Huang Hongjin is a Little Shengtian master, even in the entire Central Plains Continent, there are only a handful of people who can compete with him, and his eldest son Huang Jichong is not an idle person, plus all kinds of masters of the Tiger Hunting Hall, how could he be wiped out overnight?"

"Yes, no!"

"It's impossible!"

The noodle stall owner stirred the steaming noodles in the pot and asked with a questioning face, while the surrounding customers waiting to eat noodles or the crowd of onlookers eating melons also echoed.

"Hey, don't believe you yet"

Clap... With a bang, the vegetable farmer put down the remaining half bowl of noodles in his hand, raised his hand and retorted to everyone while wiping his grease mouth.

"You don't know how powerful the Demon Sect is, it's that twenty years ago, the battle between the good and evil factions in Tianma Mountain, I believe everyone is familiar with it!"

"In other words, in order to be able to dominate the world, Nie Chongshan, the Holy Sect of the Demon Sect, led the masters of the Demon Sect from the western boundary of the Central Plains Continent to the east all the way to burn and loot, and did all kinds of evil. ”

"In order to stop the evil deeds of the demon Nie Chongshan, my Central Plains Continent gathered a master from all walks of life, and when Nie Chongshan and his party arrived at Tianma Mountain in the Eastern Continent, they launched a three-day and three-night encirclement and suppression fight, and the old hall master of the Tiger Hunting Hall in the Demon City, Huang Hongjin, is one of these anti-demon heroes. ”

"In that dark battle back then, the demon Nie Chongshan single-handedly injured Qi Xiaotian, the owner of Qijian Mountain Villa, and Hong Nanyang, the ancestor of Hongmen, and then led the sect to break through the heavy encirclement of other masters and escape back to the Western Realm. ”

"Although the battle between good and evil was won by the Central Plains Continent back then, Qi Xiaotian, the owner of Qijian Mountain Villa, who participated in that battle and was injured by the demon Nie Chongshan, is still recuperating in retreat after twenty years. ”

And Hong Nanyang, another person who was severely injured by the devil, has disappeared from the Central Plains Continent since the Battle of Tianma Mountain, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Some say he died, some say he practiced in retreat in the Puna Mountains, the forbidden land of the Hongmen, and of course, others say that he became a member of the Demon Sect. In short, there are different opinions, and no one knows the truth of the matter. ”

"It can be seen from this that the demon Nie Chongshan's skills are great, and his subordinates can follow him to rush out of the heavy strangulation of our masters, it is not an idle person. ”

The vegetable farmer looked proud, pointed to his hands and feet, and described it with spittle.

"Therefore, it is not impossible for this Tiger Hunting Hall to be destroyed by the Demon Sect overnight, plus the Huang seniors a few months ago, they met the Demon Sect Thunder God Jiang Zhongtian and the Gate God Duan Xiang on the border of the Western Realm, and they were severely injured in the process of being attacked by the two of them, so that when the Huang Mansion faced the disaster of annihilation last night, they were no longer able to fight. ”

"So do you think this is a sign that the Demon Cult is about to launch another invasion in the past twenty years?

"Yes, if that's the case, how can that be?"

"Then if the Demon Cult attacks again, what will we do if we are powerless?"

Taking advantage of the fact that the vegetable farmer said that he had dried his mouth and drank water to moisten his throat, a middle-aged man sitting at a neighboring table eating noodles asked questions. After listening to the middle-aged man's question, the crowd of onlookers around the vegetable farmer also trembled and whispered.

People living at the bottom of society are like this, when the enemy is present, the first thing they think about is only themselves, but this is the only thing they can do, that is, to protect themselves and let themselves live, even if they live reluctantly.

Or when disaster strikes, they hope to have someone who can resist foreign aggression and save them from fire and water, and never thought that they would be that hero one day.

However, no one will blame them for this.

"This can rest assured, just twenty years ago, after the various sects jointly drove the demon sect disciples out of the Central Plains Continent, under the initiative of Mu Chenghuang, the city lord of Muwang City, they united with various famous factions to jointly establish the Demon Sect located west of the Central Plains Continent, and the members of the Demon Sect are all from these famous factions, and their duty is to defend against the attack of the Demon Sect. ”

"These people all have unique skills, and no matter how bad they are, they are all strong people above Dacheng. In addition, the demon city wall that is hundreds of zhang long and dozens of zhang high completely blocks the only way from the western boundary to the Central Plains Continent, and it can also be said to be impregnable. ”

After seeing that everyone was in turmoil, the vegetable farmer patted his chest confidently and comforted. Although this remark did calm the crowd down a lot, some people still raised such questions:

"Since you said that this Demon City is so heavily guarded, how did this group of Demon Sect disciples who destroyed the Tiger Hunting Hall get into this Demon City Wall?"

"Well...... This...... Who knows? If you can't be out of nowhere, then it's not a demon cult......, right?

"Okay, everyone, don't worry about it, it's not the end of the world yet, let's all disperse, it's not too early, I'll still send food to Mu Wangfu, let's talk another day." ”

Seeing that he couldn't answer, the vegetable farmer perfunctorily looked at the crowd of onlookers, then turned around and pushed a cart full of vegetables and rushed away.

The vegetable farmers left, the noodle eaters went to pay the bills, and the stall stalls were busy. The noodle stall owner, while happily counting the silver taels in his hand, was thinking about whether to invite the vegetable farmer to eat a bowl of noodles tomorrow morning, so that he could talk nonsense again, so that he could sell a few more bowls of noodles.

Everything returned to normal, and even the officials, who had just heard the vegetable farmer's words and felt a little uneasy, did not have any lingering palpitations at the moment.

On the contrary, regarding the slaughter of the Yellow Mansion in the Tiger Hunting Hall, in their opinion, it has nothing to do with them, and they don't care if the demon cult evildoers come to attack or when they will attack, anyway, someone will worry about them anyway.

What they really care about and care about is that after tea and dinner every day, no one will tell them about this similar horrible and strange story.

If they could, they wouldn't mind if the Demon Sect killed a few more people and slaughtered a few more cities, so that when they heard people talk about it in the future, they would have a few more heart-pounding heartbeats.

But this incident of destroying the door after tea and dinner of the small people in the market broke the hearts of those who really cared.