The sound of horse hoofbeats reached their ears from far away on the east street.

"More than one person came." Bai Wugou suddenly whispered.

The sound of horse hooves in the distance suddenly became rapid, like a piece of rolling thunder thundering on the snow, as if the whole ground was shaking slightly.

Without saying a word, he turned around and rushed towards a nearby room. His figure instantly passed through the window and disappeared into the darkness of the room.

Bai Wugu paused for a moment, then rushed into the room.

The windows were half-closed, and the people in the house, if their eyesight was good enough, could see clearly what was happening on the street.

To their surprise, the room was actually empty, with no living or dead people, not even a dead mouse.

Standing silently in the darkness, his eyes penetrated through the window, bright and deep.

Bai Wuguo was also standing next to him. He looked at the street through the window, his eyes a little wandering.

"Why don't you go see your companions?" Shen Mo suddenly asked. Although his voice was soft, his tone was quite solemn.

Bai Wuguo took a deep breath and said slowly: "Brother, do you feel that they are like the living dead now?"

"Yes." Silence answered simply.

"I have never seen anyone in the world use this kind of strange poison." Bai Wuguo said in a solemn tone, "They have legs that cannot move and mouths that cannot speak. Without an antidote, even if I move even an inch Doesn't it have any effect if you keep looking at them?"

"It seems so." The silent answer was still short and simple.

"Although I met my brother by chance, I can see that your brother is a man with a clear sense of right and wrong and a warm heart." Bai Wugou sighed softly: "Besides, my martial arts skills are first-class, even top-notch, in the world. But I am just that. It is really dangerous for a person to be half-assed in this situation..."

He didn't finish his words, but seemed to smile,

His words actually made it clear enough that he was a man who cherished his life, so he regarded silence as his talisman.

After hearing the silence, he didn't speak again.

He is not a person who likes to say flattering words to others, and he is not good at it. At the same time, he does not have the habit of listening to others say flattering words to him.

But now that he heard the young man in white say these words to him, he didn't want to say them anymore.

Although he doesn't like it, he has no excuse to refute it now.

Because he is not hypocritical. A hypocritical person always likes to listen to others flattering him while saying he is ashamed.

Bai Wugou seems to be telling the truth. Shen Shen's sword has tested the depth of his martial arts foundation. He is indeed not a master. So in Bai Wugou's eyes, Shen Shen is a martial arts master who deserves to say good things.

Silent Mo is not only experienced in martial arts, he is also very accurate in reading people because he has a pair of unique eyes.

Those eyes are an existence that even Chongyuan, the leader of the Holy Legend, cannot help but marvel at. They possess the mysterious power to seize people's minds and control their spiritual consciousness.

So silence is always good at judging people.

This was also the reason why he didn't refuse Bai Wugou to follow him all the time, even though the time when Bai Wugou appeared in Daomakan was too coincidental.

"So you followed me, not only to avoid danger, but also to find a way to save them?"

The tone of silence was very calm.

"Yes." Bai Wugou said without hesitation: "Although I think everything happening here is very strange and dangerous, I also want to know what is going on."

"Aren't you afraid of the Demon Cult?" Shen Mo tilted her head slightly and said, "You should know that if you get into trouble with the Demon Cult, it will not be an easy thing."

Bai Wuguo sighed in a low voice: "Of course I know. If I could run, I would definitely hide far away. But now I seem to have no way out."

What he is telling the truth now is because the rapid thunderous sound of horse hooves outside has approached the street of Daimakan.

Bai Wugu's face had changed in the darkness. It was as if something was stuck in his throat. His voice was trembling and hoarse, and he seemed very excited and panicked: "A lot of people are coming!"

Silence didn't answer, he just took a gentle breath, and then his whole body seemed to have lost his life, and there was no more energy to escape. He seemed to have merged with the darkness.

The corners of Bai Wugou's mouth twitched in the darkness.

It could be heard from the sound of horse hooves that there was not just one person coming outside, but a dozen or more.

"Are you from the Demon Cult?" Bai Wugou couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Shen Mo shook his head slightly, "I don't know, just wait and see."

Bai Wuguo shut up.

The sound of horse hooves broke through the dead silence of the night and the long snow-covered street.

Galloping horses, cold wind, and blowing torches.

Nearly thirty good horses swept in like a strong wind, and in a blink of an eye they galloped into the street where the horses were turned.

Thirty men, thirty knives, and thirty torches instantly illuminated the dead and dark Daomakan Street.

"Xu..."

Someone whistled softly, and the rapid sound of horse hooves suddenly stopped, and thirty good horses stopped on the long street.

Thirty faces on horseback were reflected in the light of the torches.

They are all young and strong men, all dressed in green clothes, and all wearing snowflake long knives.

Each of them has a serious expression, with a domineering look in their seriousness.

But there was a man who was neither wearing blue clothes nor carrying a sword.

This man is in his early twenties and has an extraordinary handsome appearance. He wears a light yellow brocade robe of excellent quality. His hair is tied up with a white hairband. There is also a green gemstone on the hairband. At first glance, This valuable outfit has an extraordinary origin, and he must be the son of a wealthy family.

This young man in brocade robes is obviously the leader of the crowd. Under his seat is a maroon horse with a strong body and an extraordinary steed. At this moment, it is kicking the ground with its front feet uneasily, and steam is puffing out of its nostrils.

The eyes of Mr. Jinpao flashed coldly. Although he was not strong in stature, he exuded a very powerful and vigorous aura. He seemed to be a man with considerable martial arts skills.

He looked around coldly at the dead streets and the houses on both sides of the streets, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"Sir, this place is weird..."

A knight urged his horse forward and whispered beside the young master in brocade robes.

The Jinpao Master's face was gloomy. He spoke slowly, his voice full of energy but a little low, "This place didn't seem like this before."

The knight nodded and said: "Yes, I remember there was a tavern on this street before..." He looked up towards the end of the long street, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said with some surprise: "Why does it look like it has collapsed now?" Already?"

"Not only is there no tavern in this place, it seems that there are no people there." Mr. Jinpao's face gradually darkened, and he suddenly said: "Go and see if there is anyone in those rooms."

"Yes!" Several knights responded immediately, jumped off their horses and spread out on the street, each pushing open the doors of the houses on both sides of the street.

This group of people was not too far away from the house where Shen Shen and the two men were hiding. From Shen Shen's perspective, looking out of the half-opened window, they could just see the long string of torches and the back of the young master in brocade robes.

Hearing that they were about to search the house, Bai Wugu seemed to be suddenly shaken. He was naturally worried that they would find some of his companions in the other room.

Bai Wugou couldn't help but look at Shen Mo, but found that his expression was calm and he had no idea what he was thinking.

Outside the window, there was a knight in green clothes holding a sword in one hand and a torch in the other, walking towards the room between the two of them with a cautious expression.

Bai Wugou didn't dare to express his anger. He didn't know whether this group of people were members of the demon sect.

But at this moment, I suddenly heard someone shouting in surprise, as if something scary had happened.

Almost at the same time, several more people made the same exclamation.

"What's the matter?" The young master in brocade robes turned his head abruptly on his horse, his eyes looking in the direction of the voice like lightning.

Following those cries, Bai Wugou could roughly guess that the hiding places of several Iron Spear Sect disciples had not yet been discovered.

I saw people in Tsing Yi jumping out of the houses on both sides of the street to search the houses. Their faces were all shocked.

"Master... everyone in the room is dead!" they shouted in unison, their voices trembling.

"Dead?" Mr. Jinpao's expression changed drastically, and his eyes became even colder. He asked in a deep voice, "Who are all those who died?"

"Sir, the people who died are all the people here." Someone replied in fear.

They didn't have time to search all the houses, but they were already shocked.

The knight next to him also changed his expression. He held down the hilt of the knife warily and said, "Sir, something is wrong with this place. Do you want to leave first?"

Young Master Jinpao didn't have time to think, he suddenly raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "Someone is coming!"

Everyone immediately looked on guard, reining in their horses and stroking their swords, and no one spoke anymore.

Just then, the sound of horse hooves came from the direction they came from.

"We can't leave." The Jinpao Master's face suddenly turned gloomy. He raised his hand decisively and ordered: "Put the flag!"

No one answered, but immediately seven or eight knights urged their mounts and dispersed towards both sides of the street. Then they saw them take out a five-foot-long short spear from the saddle. As they raised their hands, the short spears were Nailed into the wall of the house on the street.

The cold wind roared, rolling away a black flag on the short spears. Under the light of the fire, the flag flew fiercely, revealing a large white "double" character on the flag.

Then, thirty green-clothed knights each mobilized their mounts, forming a long formation and blocking the long street.

And that young man in brocade robes was in the horse formation.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the darkness at the end of the long street.

The sound of horse hooves swept through the streets like the wind, and all the knights in green looked as if they were facing a powerful enemy. The swords in their hands had been unsheathed for half a foot involuntarily.

They don't know why people are dying in this place, and they don't know why people are coming to Daomakan at this time.

In the blink of an eye, they saw a flash of fire, and then a team of horses galloped out of the darkness and headed straight towards the long street.

The cavalry came very fast, and in the blink of an eye they were more than ten feet away in front of the Tsing Yi horse formation. Probably because they suddenly saw the bright lights in the street, the cavalry couldn't help but slow down, from galloping to trotting, and then it was three feet closer, and then the cavalry
To be continued...