In the long street of Luoyang, there is almost no figure to be seen, except for a brown carriage, which walks slowly.

The little guy of the horse was wearing a hat and an unusual linen clothes, but he still couldn't help but shiver, looked at the dim environment around him, the rain was fluttering in the air, the cold wind was blowing, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

This ghost weather, who wants to go out.

But whoever makes him just a subordinate, sometimes it is really involuntary.

Who doesn't want to have a wife at home and squander money?

But life is forced, he is not a rich man, and he does not have this life, in order to make money, no matter how bad the weather is, he has to come out.

In the rain and fog, at the end of the street, there is a black oil-paper umbrella, which is slowly coming.

Under the umbrella, a man in a black brocade coat had his trousers completely soaked by the rain, but because it was black, it was not very obvious, but occasionally the faint moonlight came, and it still looked wet and clear.

He held an unsheathed sword in his hand, and his hand was now slightly tightened.

The little guy squinted his eyes, and obviously saw the blurred figure walking slowly in front of him, the other party was dressed in black, and he was holding a black umbrella, which was indeed not easy to find in the night.

So he stared in, trying to see what was ahead.

The old steward sat in the carriage, his eyes slightly closed, and his breath calm.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

The man with the umbrella was getting closer and closer, and the carriage was moving on, and the distance between the two was less than ten meters.

On both sides of the street, there are one-story houses, occasionally two-storey to three-storey houses, and on top of the highest one, a figure also stands.

Su Yang didn't hold an umbrella, but the rain couldn't get close, as if he was deliberately avoiding him, which looked extremely dreamy.

He watched the man with the umbrella and the carriage approaching in the street, and a smile hung on his lips.

The road on the long street is smooth and paved with stone slabs, and although it is dark in the rain, only a few of the shops are lit up in front of the shops that are alternately covered by countless canopies.

The occasional faint light, like a ghost fire, swayed in the wind and rain.

"It seems to be raining a little heavier than just now?"

Su Yang stood on the roof, looking up at the moonlight that was almost completely covered by dark clouds, and muttered to himself.

"Hiss ......!"

The horse neighed, and the little man tightened the reins, and the horse's hooves stomped around, and then came to a steady stop.

"Who dares to stand in the way, do you know whose carriage it is?"

The man under the black umbrella let out a sneer: "I'm sorry, I really don't know. ”

"It's the head of the Sky Clan sitting in the car, get out of the way, otherwise you're going to be unlucky!"

No one understands its horror better than him, who is a servant of the Great Clan of the Sky, and those of them who are servants will be cut down and fed to the dogs if they are a little unsatisfactory, and they are simply not people!

So he kindly revealed his identity in the carriage and asked the people in the way to get out of the way quickly, so as not to lose his life in vain.

As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the old manager had a very well-maintained face except for his sideburns, which was ruddy, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were not obvious.

He looked at the man holding the umbrella opposite, and a cold feeling floated in his heart.

The man under the umbrella was wearing a mask, also black, and only a pair of starry eyes were exposed, and those eyes showed the ferocity of a beast.

Throughout the long street, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet, only the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, picking up countless small splashes.

"What a guts. ”

The old manager sighed lightly: "It is difficult for a young man with such courage to survive, and he usually dies at this age." ”

The purpose of Jiang Feiyu's mask is to prevent someone from accidentally passing by and recognizing him. He almost wrapped himself in airtightness, but the old manager was sure that he was not very old with just one glance.

"The killing intent is there, but it's a pity that there is no momentum. ”

The old manager had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he knew the other party, but he couldn't believe that in this Luoyang City, which teenager dared to release killing intent to him?

"Who are you?"

Jiang Feiyu said in a light tone: "When I kill you, you will know." ”

"Arrogance!" The old manager's eyes were cold, and the momentum of the top grade of the Tianwu Realm was suddenly released, like a big mountain directly falling on Jiang Feiyu.

But Jiang Feiyu only bent his knees slightly, and in an instant, he stood up straight again, and even took a step forward.

There was a look of surprise in the old manager's eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" can still maintain his composure under his momentum, it is definitely impossible to be an ordinary person.

He had to know, who was going to kill him?

Every genius in Luoyang City has a force behind him, and there is no reason for a person without power to kill him.

Although he is just a housekeeper, the Cangkong clan has a lot of power in Luoyang City, not only is it maintained by His Majesty, but also has an acquaintance with the Cangyu Sect, let me ask, who dares to risk his life and attack him?

Jiang Feiyu looked at him with emotion: "I'm just a creditor of yours who collects debts." ”

Hearing this, the boss was even more confused, when did he ever owe a debt?

This person is very young, it should be impossible to have any old enmity with him, there must be someone behind him.

But why did you send a young man over?

"Do you use a sword, a knife, or some other blade?" Jiang Feiyu asked.

The old manager was stunned, and then smiled slightly: "You can use weapons, but the old man doesn't need them, because you are not worthy of letting me use my sword." ”

Sonor!

A clear sound came, and the long sword roared, broke out of its sheath, and fell into the hands of Jiang Feiyu.

Jiang Feiyu's seemingly thin body suddenly gushed out with a fierce force, and the stone slabs under his feet were directly cracked, and the stone slabs along the way from the carriage hung up one after another.

His body deftly swept out from under the black umbrella and instantly killed in front of the carriage, because the speed was too fast, the black oil-paper umbrella was still hanging in the air and did not fall.

Even the horse didn't have time to scream.

The internal breath is becoming more and more violent, and he is more and more irritable, but Jiang Feiyu's expression at the moment is extremely calm, he was really nervous at first, but at the moment of doing it, he didn't seem to have that feeling at all.

I just want to slash the old man's head with a crazy sword!

The old manager sat in the carriage, but he didn't move, Jiang Feiyu's speed was indeed fast, but in his eyes, it was still in slow motion.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the little guy's neck and blocked it directly in front of him.

The little guy's face showed a look of horror, but Jiang Feiyu's sword grazed the little guy's face and stabbed straight at the old boss behind him!

After all, Jiang Feiyu has never killed anyone, and this little guy has no grievances with him, so he can't do it.

Although he has a monstrous hatred in his heart because of his mother, the target is only the boss.

But it was his timely act of changing the blade of the sword that made the old manager, who had to hide behind the little guy, show an evil smile.