The moonlight was miserable, and forty or fifty men in black were walking expressionlessly on the streets of the empty town. Their movements looked a little stiff, like lifeless dead people. Each of them held a sharp knife upside down, with a ghastly look. Murderous. However, this large group of people walked without even a breath of life. From a distance, they looked like ghosts in the dark night.
Several stray dogs saw this group of moving people and just wanted to go over and bark a few times. They seemed to be frightened by the sharp knives flashing with murderous intent under the misty moonlight. They didn't even dare to make a sound and flew away. As if hiding in the darkness of the streets.
After a while, these forty or fifty people stopped in front of the door of an inn. They were still not alive at all, and there was an endless aura of death floating in the air.
That inn is the only inn in this town: Qihe Inn.
The burly man did not cover his face. He carried a machete on his shoulder. The light of the knife flashed. He glanced around coldly and whispered: "Knock on the door."
The sound of "dong dong dong——" broke the silence of the night.
After knocking for a long time, the door of the inn was still closed and no one answered.
The man in black who knocked on the door glanced at the burly man, who cursed a few words secretly: "Keep knocking, louder, until someone answers!"
"Dong dong dong——", "dong dong dong——", "dong dong dong——" The rapid knocking on the door is like an impermanent drum urging death.
I knocked like this several times, and finally a lazy voice came from the inn: "Who is this in the middle of the night? Are you going to let me sleep?"
The man in black who knocked on the door said solemnly: "Shopkeeper, we missed Sutou, and we hope that the shopkeeper will open the door to take you in for your convenience."
The voice from the inn came again, as if there was no doubt that he was there: "Oh, it's so late and you still have to stay in the hotel, please wait a moment."
When the men in black heard the words, they all looked at each other. When the burly man waved, these men in black had already set up their positions, but when the store opened, they would enter.
After a while, the door of the inn creaked and opened halfway, and a head that looked like a waiter poked out from inside, yawning and saying: "Who is it? It's the middle of the night..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. There were no guests in front of him. They were clearly a group of black-clothed men with black veils covering their faces. They were all like ghosts, carrying a terrifying murderous aura.
The guy who looked like a waiter knew something bad, so he turned around and tried to forcefully lock the store door.
Before he could lock the door, two men in black suddenly sprang out from both sides of the door, one on the left and one on the right. They were already attacking directly where the sharp knives were hidden.
The man's face changed several times, and his body suddenly hung up, like a kite with its string broken. His whole body fell backwards quickly, narrowly avoiding the two fatal swords in front of him.
However, in this way, the four remaining men in black were no longer able to stop them, and they all fell into the courtyard in an instant.
Without any explanation, they all raised their sharp knives and swarmed towards the man who looked like a buddy.
The guy snorted coldly and said, "Which party are you from? Why don't you dare to show your true colors?"
After saying that, he turned around and jumped up, flying towards the backyard very fast.
The burly man looked at the man who was quickly heading towards the backyard, and said calmly: "The light skill is good, but it's a pity. Bring me the arrows!"
Someone had already handed over a large, numbered bow and arrow. As soon as he opened the bow and set the arrow, the guy had already floated hundreds of feet away.
He nocked the arrow and pulled the string. As the string rang, the arrow quickly separated from the bowstring. The speed was as fast as lightning. Under the friction of the air, little sparks were drawn in the air.
The boy was running when he suddenly heard a sharp sound behind him, like a star or a fire. He knew something was wrong, so he turned his head and the arrow hit Geng's throat without any bias.
His body was like a kite with its string cut off, falling straight down from the wall and falling to the ground. He was suddenly kicking on his hands and feet in excruciating pain.
The forty-odd men in black came to him like ghosts in an instant, each raising a sharp knife to chop him down.
But the burly man snorted: "No need to chop him, he won't survive. Don't waste time on this man. Go in and kill Wei Ke!"
The man seemed quite unwilling to do so. Before he died, he glanced at the arrow that was shot into his throat. On the sword feathers, there were two large characters embroidered on them: Bohai.
"You... you are spies... spies..." Before he could finish his words, he had already died.
The burly man kicked his body aside and yelled: "The Demon King kills people. The idlers wait for the door to be closed to escape. Anyone who blocks his path will be killed without mercy!"
"The sprites kill people, and the idlers wait to close the doors to avoid them. Anyone who blocks them will be killed without mercy!"
After the forty or so men in black rushed in, they no longer covered up the situation silently as before. They all had fierce looks in their eyes and started shouting unscrupulously.
This clamor had already alerted the sleeping tenants in the inn. Those tenants were just about to yell at who disturbed Qingmeng, but suddenly they heard the words "Shenshisi", and they started lighting their lights one after another as if they heard the ghost coming to the world.
The lights were turned off, the doors and windows were closed, and everyone was so frightened that they hid under the table and under the bed, trembling like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Su Ling and Du Heng suddenly woke up from their deep sleep. They sat up at the same time and looked at each other. They both saw the tension and panic in each other's eyes.
"What should I do?" Su Ling and Du Heng said at the same time.
Du Heng took two steps and walked to the table where the bundle was placed. He quickly opened it and took out a simple knife and a dagger.
He held the Pu knife in his hand and threw the dagger to Su Ling. Then he calmed down and said, "Don't panic. These monsters may be following someone in the inn to seek revenge."
, as long as we don’t go out, they won’t cause trouble for us. You can hold the dagger to defend yourself.”
After saying that, he took two steps forward, leaned against the door, and held the simple knife in his hand tightly.
Although Su Ling was nervous, she could only take one step at a time. She quickly took the dagger and came to the door.
The two of them stood on one side, one on the left, and the other on the right.
The more than forty men in black seemed to have a target in mind. They did not enter the guest room, but each held a sharp knife upside down and headed toward the room in the backyard where the shopkeeper was located to kill.
As soon as they reached the halfway point, more than ten people were already fighting out from the opposite side. Each of these ten people also had swords and looked cold and stern.
The two parties just bumped into each other. Without even taking a step forward, the two parties were locked in a tense confrontation.
"Deng Deng——" Heavy footsteps sounded from behind the forty or so people in black. The forty or so people suddenly flashed to both sides. The burly man, looking at the machete on his shoulder, walked away calmly.
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come out.
Among the dozen or so people on the opposite side, a leader also walked out. This man was dressed in smart clothes and holding an iron rod in his hand.
The man glanced at the burly man, with a bad premonition in his heart, and said secretly: Why is he here? This is obviously Sikong's territory, how could they appear here, Sikong Si, that is the most notorious Bohai Guard of Yuan Jizhou
Obvious existence.
Without him, he would act like a monster and would never survive.
The man's face was still calm, and he said in a low voice: "Qian Chao, the chief of the Bohai Guards Division, unexpectedly came to my Qiqie Inn. What's the matter?"
The burly man (Qian Chao) glanced at this man casually, and seemed to look down on him and said: "Xia He, if you can't do it, it's better not to waste any time. Where is Wei Ke hiding? Let him come out and die to avoid me." The boss dragged him out like a dog."
Seeing that his identity was exposed by his words, the man snorted and said: "When you meet us, the Shadow Division's envoys, you should first ask us whether we agree or not!" After that, he snorted and said: "Shadow Division. Si, we live and die together, we share weal and woe! Kill!"
More than a dozen figures, swords flashing in unison, rushed toward the more than forty men in black.
Qian Chao turned around with some boredom, and said coldly to the more than forty people in the Demon Division: "Kill them all...I only give you half a stick of incense... "
When the forty or so demons heard this, they each shouted loudly, and their bodies hung up, floating in the dark night sky, like sprites and ghosts.
More than forty rays of cold sword light drew more than forty white lines in the air, rushing straight towards everyone in the Shadow Division.
The sword flashed and the two sides started fighting.
In a life-and-death situation, everyone naturally fights to the death.
The sound of weapons clashing was like a waterfall, and it was endless.
Wherever the sword passes, one person lives and the other person dies.
The more than forty people from the Demon Division had fierce and strange martial arts skills, and coupled with the large number of people, how could the dozen or so people from the Shadow Division be their opponents? In an instant, five or six of them had been killed.
The remaining people still resisted desperately without any intention of retreating.
Qianchao didn't know when he sat on a high chair, with a cup of tea in his hand. While sipping the tea, he seemed to be admiring the wonderful scenery. He looked at the bloody battle in front of him as if he were appreciating a work of art. His eyes gradually became fanatical.
On the side of the high chair, there is a lit sandalwood stick, the incense is faint and the smoke is floating.
The moon seemed frightened by this horrific killing and hurriedly hid in the clouds.
It was dark and windy and murderous for a month.
While Qianchao was sipping tea, he looked at the battlefield expressionlessly. The few remaining Shadow Division people gathered around the leader Xia He and resisted desperately. The dead could no longer stand up and fight for their lives. He was already the master among the dozen or so people. Under the fierce attack of more than forty monsters, he was still able to fight with them in a desperate manner, and even cut down more than a dozen people from the monsters.
For a moment, there was an illusion of even strength.
This situation continued for a while. Qian Chao took a sip of tea and glanced at the burning sandalwood. More than a third of the sandalwood had been burned.
Qian Chao's voice was cold, and he seemed a little angry and shouted towards the battlefield: "The time for half a stick of incense is almost up, you don't have many chances to kill!"
The group of monsters who had already gone crazy were even more like crazy demons after hearing this. They didn't care about the blood on their swords and rushed over again while roaring.
After a killing spree, several more people from the Shadow Division fell down. Now, including Xia He, there were only five people left.
Xia He suddenly snorted coldly, pulled out a delicate crossbow arrow from his waist, triggered the trigger, "Bah bang bang -" the crossbow arrows fired continuously, and five crossbow arrows were shot out instantly.
Screaming continuously, the five members of the Demon Division fell to the ground.
Qianchao glanced at the sandalwood burning next to him again, and half of the incense had been burned out.
He then said slowly: "A bunch of trash, I have to take action!"
I didn't see how he acted, he just waved the tea bowl in his hand towards the crowd.
The teacup actually had the momentum to splash into the sky, and it shot fiercely towards Xia He in mid-air.
Before Xia He could react, he felt as if his chest had been hit hard by a big stone. His body flew away and fell to the ground ten feet away.
The person also fell, and the tea bowl fell to the ground, shattering with a "click".
Xia He's left chest had collapsed, and he could feel the horror through his clothes.
He was still trying to struggle up, but he felt a figure flash in front of him, and his throat seemed to be tightly clamped with iron clamps, making even breathing almost a luxury.
There was a trace of horror in his eyes, but he saw that Qian Chao had already grabbed his neck with his left hand and held him upside down. His right hand was the gleaming machete.
Qian Chao's face was ferocious, like a ferocious beast.
The people from the Shadow Division on the left and right wanted to bully him to save him, but Qian Chao didn't turn around and just swung the sword fiercely backward with his right hand.
The sword energy was overwhelming and overbearing. When the sword light passed by, four human heads rolled to the ground, each with their teeth bared and their faces hideous and terrifying.
"It's getting late, let's get you on your way!" Qian Chao pinched Xia He's throat with his left hand and gently lifted him three feet off the ground. Then with a strong force, Xia He's body was like a feather, and he was like that
He was thrown straight into the air, and then Qian Chao's body suddenly hung up, and he kicked Xia He in mid-air.
With a "bang--", Xia He's body was kicked ten feet away in mid-air, and fell straight down to the ground, like a puddle of mud.
More than ten people from the Shadow Division were all dead in less than a stick of incense.
The corpses were lying there in a mess, and it was a horrific sight.
And the Demon King only paid the price of seven lives.
Without any further obstruction, Qian Chao took the lead and headed towards the closed shopkeeper's room in the inner courtyard to kill.
As soon as I arrived in front of the house, I saw a person standing in front of the house, raising his hands, and a white homing pigeon fluttered its wings and flew straight into the night, disappearing.
Qianchao looked at this man coldly and did not stop him. After he released the carrier pigeon, he said coldly: "Wei Ke, the carrier pigeon is on its way, shouldn't you be on your way too?"
Wei Ke smiled miserably and said: "Bohai Guard, I, the Shadow Division, will fight you to the death for today's revenge!"
Qianchao sneered: "How do you think we can know that this is the secret sentry of the Shadow Division? Can your carrier pigeon fly out?"
Wei Ke was stunned for a moment, then woke up and said slowly in a low voice: "It turns out there is a traitor in the Shadow Division."
"Haha, you are quite smart, but you just know it, but you are still destined to
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Alive?" Qian Chao laughed ferociously.
Wei Ke didn't say anything. He snorted fiercely and stabbed straight at him with his long sword.
Before Qian Chao could take action, the men in black from the Demon Division raised their sharp knives and surrounded Wei Ke in the middle.
Wei Ke rushed left and right, but he was alone, how could he rush out? As soon as he turned around and killed the people in front of him, he felt a sharp pain in his back, and several sharp knives had been inserted into his back.
The sharp knife was withdrawn and blood was poured out. Wei Ke turned over and fell down, dying on the spot.
When Qian Chao saw that everyone in the Shadow Division was dead, he nodded and said: "You guys acted too slowly this time. Next time, you will be buried together!"
Everyone in the Demon Division trembled in their hearts, and they all knelt down and said, "I will obey the instructions of the Division Chief!"
Qian Chao then waved his hand and said: "Everyone, get up and go. Carry out those people staying in the hotel and kill them all together. We have to clean up the battlefield, right?"
In one word, the remaining thirty or so demons swarmed toward the guest room. Under the knife attack, the guest room doors fell down one by one. After a while, all the tenants were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. He was dragged out by these vicious people.
The door of the room where Su Ling and Du Heng lived was also cut down. Du Heng brandished his knife to protect Su Ling and killed several people. However, more than a dozen people swarmed up and stepped on the ground before the two were escorted out.
In the courtyard of Qihe Inn, a large crowd of people knelt down. Men, women, old and young, they were all residents of Qihe Inn.
They were so frightened that their bodies were as pale as chaff, and some even kowtowed and begged for mercy with tears in their eyes.
Su Ling was also among them, and Du Heng both bowed his head and remained silent.
Su Ling thought with some sadness in his heart, how could he be in control of the world now and die so soon. He was also the first person from this world to die so early.
It can be considered the first place...
Qianchao smiled ferociously at the begging and frightened people, then sat on the high chair again, squinting his eyes and said: "I am the most Bodhisattva-hearted person, and I never kill irrelevant people, but you all live here In the store, what if someone comes to report a message? It’s really embarrassing!”
Among the people kneeling on the ground, many people still shouted in horror: "We will not report the news. We will not say a word about what happened today! Please let us go!"
Qian Chao smiled faintly and said as if he was moved: "Oh? Don't tell me? The mouths of living people can still talk. I also believe that you don't talk nonsense. However, I don't worry about the dead people."
Suddenly he couldn't stop laughing wildly, his eyes were full of blood-red murderous intent, and his voice was as cold as falling into an ice cave: "Kill no one, leave them alone!"
More than thirty men in black each raised their butcher's knives and were about to strike.
Du Heng's eyes were filled with anger, and he suddenly yelled: "Folks, if you fight today, you will die, if you don't fight, you will die. Let's fight these evil ghosts who kill people and sell goods!"
Ants are greedy for life, let alone humans.
His shout also aroused the survival instinct of these people. The sixty or seventy people roared, surged up, and rushed towards the door of Qihe Inn like crazy.
Du Heng protected Su Ling, and the two of them also clashed.
Unexpectedly, on one side was the murderous King of Hell, and on the other side were the unarmed common people. Within ten breaths, twenty or thirty common people had fallen into a pool of blood.
Du Heng was accidentally stabbed twice on his shoulder and left arm, bleeding profusely.
"Du Heng, how are you!" Su Ling shouted.
Du Heng pushed Su Ling forward and yelled: "Su Ling, leave me alone, run!" As he said that, he bent down to pick up a knife from a corpse, turned around, and yelled He rushed towards the surrounding people.
Isn't it easy to run? Su Ling gritted his teeth and ran forward a few steps. There were already several people from the Demon Division with ferocious faces. They raised their sharp knives and slashed them straight down.
Su Ling closed her eyes and gave up struggling.
There was no way he could escape.
However, he didn't feel pain,
Su Ling suddenly heard a low whistle, like a phoenix roaring for nine days, with a clear and sweet sound that echoed away.
A brilliant white light suddenly rose up, and a woman in white suddenly appeared in front of him. She stood in front of him and waved the blue sword in her hand casually. All the people who flew towards him flew away upside down. He screamed and fell to the ground, and the weapons he let go fell to the ground like rain, making a crisp sound.
The woman in white clothes didn't delay, nor did she make any gestures. She suddenly rose with the sword, and saw the light of the blue long sword shining brightly, lighting up the surrounding area.
The night is silent and the cold moon is like a hook.
The darkness seemed unable to get close to her!
But she threw herself into the darkness, and with a "whoop" sound, a sharp roar shook the sky. This beautiful woman turned into a beam of electric blue light and shot into the roaring darkness.
After a moment, a blue light was seen shining, and screams of surprise could be heard in the darkness. Everyone in the field was shocked by this, and they all stayed in the field like wood.
Suddenly, the blue light suddenly spread out, illuminating the courtyard full of killing and blood.
The blue light is faint and dreamlike, like a blue lotus suddenly blooming on this killing battlefield.
The blue light flashes directly into the soul.
Amidst the lightning and flint, there were several more screams. Several people from the Demon Division fell to the ground. The blue sword shadow and the beautiful white figure burst out from the siege of the Demon Division and floated in the air.
above.
The wind blows, and the white clothes flutter. The peerless figure is like thousands of years of cold ice. The girl in white is actually floating in the mid-air. The long sword in her hand is emitting a faint and cold blue light. In an instant, the moonlight is covered with it.
Eclipsed.
Where does the wind come from? It blows the dress of the woman in white and stirs the black hair on her forehead, making her look like a spotless fairy.
Above the sky, the dazzling white dress and the blue light of the sword seemed to last forever.
In mid-air, the woman in white looked at the tragically dead people on the ground. Some of their bodies were curled up, or some were still struggling.
A sense of desolation and sadness that I had never experienced before crossed my mind.
With a clear whistle, the blue light of the long sword was like a hanging river pouring down from the sky. The blue light splashed and fell on the ground. For a moment, it suddenly appeared like a halo of faint blue light in the night, spreading out from all directions.
, like the gentle eyes of a beautiful woman, passing through this mundane world.
The lush branches and leaves of countless trees turned outwards together and made a rustling sound.
She opened her red lips lightly and spoke slowly, with peerless coldness and loneliness: "Qianchao, come and die!"