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At dusk, there was noisy outside the south gate of Shangqiu, only half an hour away from the gate of the city. Although I knew that time should be too late, all the caravans lined up on the road could not help but feel anxious.

Bulk commodities need to be carefully inspected at the city gate before they can be passed. For scattered travelers, the city gate guards also have a convenient way to release them.

A carriage followed several walking porters and entered Shangqiu City, and entered the streets and alleys from the wide main street.

The city gatekeepers did not find any abnormalities in the carriage, but when the carriage passed through a row of gray-tiled bungalows, it still attracted the attention of one of the gray-clothed Taoists.

Behind this row of gray tiled bungalows is a row of brick kilns for burning bricks. The gray-clothed Taoist came here because many workers from other places have recently come to these brick kilns, two of which seem to be particularly strong.

Although Shangqiu is not as good as Luoyang, it is regarded as the last barrier from south to north, so the control of practitioners is also very strict.

If you suspect that outsiders are likely to be practitioners, existences like this gray-clothed Taoist will be implemented soon.

A black cat was followed by the gray-clothed Taoist.

The black cat's hair was dark and shiny, without any trace of miscellaneous hair, but its eyes were a very deep green.

It was obviously a cat, and it walked silently, but it followed closely behind the gray-clothed Taoist like a dog.

This gray-clothed Taoist is over fifty years old, and his temples are flying white.

When the carriage passed the road outside the bungalow, the gray-clothed Taoist had just begun to ask the owners of the brick kilns, but the two extravagant strong men had not yet been summoned.

At this moment, the black cat, curled up in the shadow behind him in a very quiet voice, screamed twice.

The gray-clothed Taoist suddenly turned around. He looked at the dust rising from the carriage and squinted his eyes.

After dozens of breaths, the gray-clothed Taoist and the black cat who followed him had appeared at an alley far from the brick kiln, and the carriage was left behind.

As the sound of horse hooves continued to sound in the streets and alleys, the carriage headed towards the entrance of the alley where he was.

The gray-clothed Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly, and a gray handleless sword in his sleeve flew up silently, hiding in the shadow under the eaves opposite.

Hiding this flying sword in what he thought was the best position to take action, he walked to the middle of the road,

Looking at the carriage that appeared in sight, the gray-clothed Taoist man opened his lips slightly and was about to speak.

"Why do you need to meddle in other people's business?"

A sigh rang out in the alley, but it was not the sound he made.

The face of the gray-clothed Taoist suddenly turned red, and his body was slightly in the air, as if he was pinching his neck by an invisible terrible force and lifted it up.

His flying sword hidden in the shadows under the eaves fell downwards and fell to the ground with a jingle.

In the next moment, the gray-clothed Taoist who had even the true energy in his body was completely suppressed and flew away in the corner of the wall next to him, and his whole body broke silently.

This fragmentation began from his bone marrow, and his whole body shattered extremely evenly. In just one breath, the figure of the gray-clothed Taoist disappeared. There was only a pool of mixtures of flesh and bone fragments in shape in his clothes.

The gray cat has also turned into a black cat skin floating in the flesh and blood.

The driver on the carriage did not even look at it or the broken flesh and blood of the gray-clothed Taoist beside it. The carriage continued to walk forward. At this time, in the western sky, it was the sunset that was the most gorgeous, and the sunset was also as bright as blood.

After dozens of breaths, a cultivator wearing an ordinary blue shirt rushed to the entrance of the alley. His figure was as fast as a wisp of smoke, but when the soles of his cloth shoes fell on the marks of the wheels of the carriage, there was no strong fluctuation of the true energy aura on his body.

He looked at the pool of broken flesh and blood, a little shocked, but without any fear, then he smiled bitterly, shook his head, and couldn't help saying, "It's actually one step slower, always one step slower."

....

The gray-clothed Taoist is not a weak person in the Wuyi Session in Shangqiu. For the Wuyi Session, a swordsman from Chengtian Realm was killed in the city and was killed quietly. This is really a terrible thing.

In the past, the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty were most worried about the destruction of practitioners from the Southern Dynasties. However, at this time, they knew very well that such powerful practitioners in the Southern Dynasties would not have deliberately run to Shangqiu to kill people.

When the practitioner in ordinary blue shirt left, when the practitioners of Wuyisi discovered the death of the Taoist, countless people in the city were alarmed. In the seemingly calm night, there were suddenly countless undercurrents surging.

The carriage was still walking through the streets and alleys of Shangqiu, but the two people in the carriage had already got off the carriage.

"Master He."

Shen Yue follows He

Behind Ba Yue, he couldn't help but ask softly: "Why do you want to kill the practitioner directly and why don't you capture him? This will at least avoid shocking the snake."

"You are right, but since this person can discover our existence, there will definitely be other people in this city who discover our existence. In order to avoid accidents, all we have to do is to avoid accidents."

Hebayue did not turn his head, but his voice sounded very gently, and there seemed to be some praise in his tone, "I don't want to kill too many irrelevant people, nor do I want to fight a city here. As long as we can get the Netherworld Silkworm smoothly and leave."

Shen Yue nodded respectfully.

He agreed with what Hebayue said.

He also did not doubt any of the words Hebayue said.

Because of the breath of the Netherworld Divine Silkworm, it always appeared clearly in his perception at this time.

The night has already enveloped Shangqiu City.

However, Hebayue's brows frowned slightly unnaturally.

He did want to get the Netherworld Silkworm as soon as possible, but the real reason was that he felt that the vitality of heaven and earth in the south was somewhat abnormal.

The abnormal movement of the heaven and earth vitality did not seem to be violent, but for a moment it clearly appeared in his perception.

Those abnormal movements seemed to be from the star energy, which made him connect Lin Yi, the young practitioner of the Southern Dynasty.

The aura of the Netherworld Silkworm is deeper than that of the real night.

Tracking this breath, dozens of round spire-topped houses appeared at the end of perception.

Shen Nian looked at these houses curiously. He began to wander on the sea when he was very young. He had no idea what houses like the Northern Wei Dynasty were used for, but anyone from Shangqiu knew that these were granaries.

...

There was no sign, and even the deep thought didn't feel any special fluctuations. The harsh sound of striking mechanical vibration suddenly sounded, and dense crossbow arrows shot out from the granary behind the high walls like a swarm of locusts that suddenly strung out from the fields. The sharp and harsh sound was like countless police whistles, so abrupt that people's eardrums seemed to be a little stinging.

Hebayue raised his eyebrows slightly, and looking at the crossbow arrows that filled his sight, he felt a little relieved.

He immediately understood why Helan Heiyun stayed here to practice after leaving Tianwuchuan.

In this granary, there is a very special magic array that conceals the breath, perhaps it was the work of the Empress Dowager of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
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