The head was raised slightly, and the sky was covered with gray, like a layer of gray cover. Under the black eagle-like wings, what was exposed was the real city wall. Mottled black stains adhered to the thick wall tiles, and dark blue moss was hidden in the dark corners of the wall. The female wall was seriously damaged, and the missing corners could be seen everywhere. When the strong wind blew, a piece of fine dust was blown up, flying all over the sky. The desolate scene, if it weren't for the figure standing at the city gate, it would have thought it was an uninhabited dead city.

"Hello, dear lady, welcome to Jun Mansion!" In the welcome queue, the leader was a gorgeous old man wearing a bright purple open-breasted kimono. He had a warm smile on his face, bowed slightly, and made an invitation gesture, but his eyes were constantly scanning the entourage behind the "Madam", and his face was still a smile of unscathing. When he saw Azhi, the old man subconsciously paused, then turned his head, walked slowly forward, and led the group to walk into the city gate. His low body was like a poplar tree in the wind, standing straight and walking slowly at the front, but no one noticed that the old man had always been facing the head bent at a tiny angle, as if he was thinking about something.

The old man's distance made Azhi breathe a sigh of relief. The moment he was staring at, he felt like he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. The thorn was on his back, like a needle and needle. However, after years of training, Azhi still adjusted his mood as soon as possible. His expression was no different from his surroundings, but his back was straighter and his waist was tougher, which made people look at him with admiration. Even if his heartbeat was still maintained at a normal indicator. Unless he had a mind reading technique, it was impossible to understand what Azhi was thinking.

Perhaps it was the back-up help from the wife. The old man who was well versed in martial arts thought to himself that after all, the rest of the people often had a lot of skills and could not make it available. At most, the leader was the leader, with some skills, and the rest were just making up the numbers and were vulnerable. This one was probably the real martial artist responsible for the safety of his wife. The old man believed that his guess was correct, and he did not speculate much. He walked quietly on the bumpy road, without looking at the road beneath his feet, and broke into this broken city like a flat ground.

The sky in the city is actually the flesh film inside the black shadow, gray with bloodshot, and its land is full of barren smell. The dry land does not have enough moisture. However, under such arduous conditions, low bungalows and towering gyms and hospitals are lined up one after another, especially the dozens of floors in the middle of the town, which is more amazing to the courage and perseverance of the architect.

Soft land is suitable for farming, but not for building houses. Similarly, too dry land is not suitable for building houses. It is like this kind of barren land that has forcibly risen a prosperous city. I really don’t know if it should be said to be the greatness of mankind or the fraternity of nature. There are thousands of streets and alleys, and there are four types of people with different clothes. One is the open-breasted kimono similar to the old man, the foot is wooden clogs, and the waist is covered with sharp swords; the other is

The man who was straight hair, rolled back and tied up with a hairband, his strong muscles were like undulating water waves, flowing with strange light, his footsteps were steady, and his lower plate was as steady as a rock. At first glance, he often deals with rivers, lakes and seas, and the most likely one was the sailor. However, the sailors here had some courage and arrogance on their faces, which looked more like the legendary ghost of the sea - pirates who did all kinds of evil! Also, they were wearing gorgeous clothes, and they were rich and luxurious while walking.

Many of the Chinese-sex businessmen were holding abacus in their hands, which looked a bit out of character, but strangely, other businessmen would look respectful when they saw them, which made people unable to understand. The last type of people were pedestrians wearing all kinds of clothes, doctors with green robes, smelters with bare breasts, black vests, and ronin with yellow short jackets... These four types of people have different postures and do not interfere with each other's behaviors. But this does not mean that the four types of people

There is no intersection. On the way to the highest building, Azhi saw a conflict between two types of people - a group of pirates with ruffian expressions, and holding a few pots of wine in their hands. The rich aroma of wine floated out of the pot, shaking, and the sound of water flowing. It is easy to guess that this is a group of bloodthirsty madmen who kill without blinking, or a madman who is unconscious after being drunk. At this time, they formed a circle, surrounded a man and a woman tightly and teased them wantonly.

"Come on, little beauty, smile for me. Weird, why is your face so ugly? It doesn't matter. I used to be a doctor. Don't worry, I will definitely cure your illness. Then, come here and let me take a closer look at you. Haha!~~" Another young man, after hearing the teasing of the fierce man, his face changed drastically, and his anger was like a surging spring water, rushing up like a rush of spring.

"Bastard, sister, don't listen to him, these hooligans!" The young man opened his arms to protect his sister hiding behind him. The red and black sword shirt, coupled with a righteous expression, had such a heroic spirit. The girl behind him hid behind him timidly behind his brother, revealing a cute face like a doll and a pair of smart big glasses. He blinked and paid attention to the changes in his disobedience, and his hands tightly grasped the corners of his clothes, and the fear in his heart turned into trembling hands...

"Do you get rid of these idiots, don't scare the distinguished guests, let's make people laugh at the security of the Jun Mansion!" The old man frowned, waved his hand to call a follower, and ordered with his ears, and then continued to walk like a person who was fine. The man slowed down and stayed at the end. Azhi, who was at the end of the team, glanced at the corner of his eyes, saw the man wave his hand, and then saw several phantoms flashing by with his naked eyes. In his perception, several strange people appeared, tightly wrapped in black and purple close-fitting robes, and even more, some wore a pair of strange-looking masks on his face, as if they were demons with ferocious faces, smiling at everyone. They held short blades or long swords, and thick iron chain hooks and sickles, all of which were all over.

Ninja! When I saw the ninja, Azhi felt a sense of terror. The Ninja God appeared without any knowledge and was shocking and panic. They were an alternative to martial arts, pursued the ultimate killing skills, lived in absolute darkness, solved all troubles for the employer and cleared the barriers. Soon, only a few screams of ahh were heard, and the sound disappeared. A man and a woman were carried out from it, and were carried by a ninja. A "swish" sounded up with a "swish" sound. The ninja stood in place, and his figure gradually disappeared. In just a moment, the ninja actually left a completely physical afterimage on the spot, and his speed was astonishing. And the man and woman were the young girl he had just seen, but now, they were in a coma and had no idea what happened and were sent to a distant distance.

The other ninjas, each carrying the drunken pirates they had just now, disappeared into the sky.

Unfortunately, Azhi couldn't see all this.

"Madam, we're here!"
Chapter completed!