The guards in the city were immediately furious again, and the alarm bells were mixed together, and the soldiers' screams were also intertwined.
"The Marshal was tied up! Get someone to transfer!"
The boy in black was carrying Yi Chen on his shoulders and still could leap on the eaves as light as a flying swallow. There was no soldier in the capital who was brave enough to show off the guy in the crowd, so the situation froze.
Yi Chenzhao finally recovered from the moment he was hit. When he saw the riots in the city, he immediately woke up. Yunli elbow hit the black-clothed spine. He took advantage of the pain of the other party to escape, fell from the eaves and rolled, and then stood five steps away.
Yi Chen chased and knelt half on the eaves, held the hilt of the sword on his waist with one hand, set up the attack, and said, "Who can you be?"
The black-clothed man turned around calmly, with a pair of red pupils under Mingyang quiet, a strand of white hair was revealed in his black hair, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp and cold, making people unable to guess the intention at all.
"Follow me." His tone was calm and unremitting, and he could not get any emotions.
A group of soldiers rushed over from below, nervous and frightened, and looked at the situation a little at a loss.
"Young Master!"
Yi Chen Zhui looked at them, "It's okay."
"Come down quickly and leave this person to us."
"Don't worry..." Yi Chen followed, and the man suddenly threw his hand, threw out a few flying knives, and said a little annoyed: "I'll tell you to follow me!"
Yi Chen chased and avoided the flying knife, held the hilt of the sword again with his right hand, but still did not pull it out.
The boy in black had three darts between his fingers and walked in a cold manner, "If you are not honest, I will beat you up and drag you away."
"..." Yi Chen thought about it carefully, and couldn't remember when he had messed with such a cruel guy.
After thinking about it, Yi Chen simply stopped, smiled at the man and said, "Then you come and catch me."
"Young Master!" the soldier below wailed.
The young man's eyebrows lit up with fire, suddenly he rose up with murderous aura, and he jumped over and chased after him.
Yi Chen saw that the situation was not good, so he turned around and ran away immediately.
The two of them were rushing at the same speed, and they were both good at light skills. But in the blink of an eye, they flew far away, and the soldiers below could not keep up with their bodies.
The young man could jump into the air as soon as he jumped, as if he was riding on the wind, and suddenly jumped up. The flying knife broke into the wind, and the air blades were wrapped around him. It was a timely hunting him. Yi Chen didn't have time to go back after hearing the faint sound of the wind. He leaped his feet and leaped up to avoid danger.
It's over, I can't run away.
Seeing the city gate approaching, Yi Chen leaped over and jumped from the eaves to the main road in front of the door. There was no buffering, and he staggered and rushed into the tunnel.
"Stop it!" The officer guarding the gate saw the black shadow and immediately set up a defensive under the door. The young man glanced lightly and flew out of the eaves, floating in the air like a black swallow. He stepped on his head wearing a helmet and threw out three flying knives to the city wall.
Then a group of guards holding swords could only stare at the black swallow-like young man climbing the city wall, and only stepped on the flying knife embedded in the wall and swayed on the wall like a phantom.
Yi Chen chased after he finally rushed out of the city gate. He clearly stepped out of the shadow of the city tower, but there was no sunlight. Suddenly, a chill came from above his head, and a dark shadow was pressing against the murderous intent. Yi Chen chased out in a hurry, and the young man stepped hard to the ground, startling a circle of Qingchen.
The young man fell close to the ground, and without waiting to get up, he glanced at Yi Chen's position and swept his legs along the short stance. Yi Chen chased back and pulled the sword, but he didn't know how the man jumped up flat. He even shook in front of him without even blinking. He held Yi Chen's hand to chase the sword, and the three-inch sword that was unsheathed was pressed back into the sheath. He saw a trace of shadow swaying in front of him. Before he could turn around, his chin was knocked crisply by heavy elbows.
The boy left a little bit of strength, and then he only threw Yi Chen to the ground, not completely knocking him out.
So Yi Chenzhui came back to his senses dizzyly. Before his vision was clear, he had already seen this black crow-like guy pulling a hemp rope in his hand. His red pupils emitted a fierce light and he stared at him fiercely.
"Okay, go back with me honestly."
“…”
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Jun Han never expected that he had just left the coach's mansion for less than a stick of incense, and his son, who was born in sheep, was tied up.
This news came into Guanhaisi. Old Xu exploded and Shu Ling was shocked, but saw Jun Han's face full of joy and anger, and his face was full of carbon.
"Which turtle grandma? Even our young master dares to tie it up. If you are tired of living, you will feel that your life is long, right..." Xu Da cursed and rolled up his sleeves, picked up a pair of sledgehammers at his hand and crossed the threshold.
"Come back." Jun Han called coldly, and Old Xu set his doorstep.
Jun Han looked at the sledgehammer in his hand in seclusion, "Are you going out with this to charge or to slaughter the city?"
"I..." Old Xu was choked, and then his face was full of resentment and innocent: "How can you save the young master if you don't search the guy?"
Jun Han was also upset, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Shu Ling, take someone to chase him."
"I'm going too!"
"Just stay here." Jun Hanluo said this and raised his legs and left.
"Hey, Marshal..."
Shu Ling walked past the door, and Dan was gloating and gently patted Lao Xu on the shoulder without saying anything, leaving.
The marshal stepped out of Guanhaisi's gate, and a guard guard ran to the front in panic, kneeling down on one knee. Before he could breathe, he rushed to report: "Young Master Yi was kidnapped by a man in black under the city gate."
Jun Han's eyes sank, "I don't know what that person is, right?"
"I don't know..."
"Which direction did he go?"
"It disappeared in a flash."
“…”
So, I don’t even know the direction?
Jun Han waved his hand and said, "Go."
The guard was as if he had received an amnesty, and then left with a bow.
"Shu Ling,"
"The last one will be there."
"You will take fifteen people out of the city to track it down right away."
"Yes!" Shu Ling took his life and left quickly. Jun Han stayed under Guanhaisi's door for a while.
It seems that he is quite confident in his strength when he dares to tie the marshal's son in the street. Moreover, Yi Chen is not unusual to pursue this goal, so it must have a different purpose.
Since there is a different purpose, it is impossible to act alone.
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Shu Ling led the cavalry of the 15 cavalry Tielin Army whizzing past the road. For a moment, it seemed that the whole city knew what was going on, so after the sound of horse hooves was far away, they began to discuss.
But there was a dark shadow walking against the crowd, which was particularly eye-catching on the busy streets.
But he just walked his own path in a low-key manner, so few people paid attention to him.
He held a seemingly heavy cloth bag in his arms and quietly turned into the alley of Haishi.
The sea city was even more noisy, and this slightly special black shadow immediately disappeared into the chaos.
Bypassing the alley, it is the entrance to the dark yard.
The noise elsewhere in the city was ignored. The strange monsters that could not even call out half of human figures were usually unwilling to go out and make people ridiculous, so they kept their small world as usual.
There are not many people in this world who dare to provoke ghosts except for the immortal sect. Even ghost-capturing people who live by catching ghosts all regard them as hot potatoes. If they succeed, they are eager to throw them out quickly.
It's okay to be idle, who would spend money to bring bad luck?
So it’s not common sense that the dark house is also the most deserted place in the entire Haicheng City.
Today's weather is good, but for some reason, the dark yard is always chilly, like a hiding ice cave, and it can't get rid of the chill.
The monsters were also unhappy and were not very energetic.
The Ridge climbed the sky and was about to sink to the west. It seemed that it was still a normal day, but no one expected that the peaceful and unrestrained calm would shatter a shocking explosion.
The seventh floor, which is the most untouched person on weekdays, was actually blown into a huge mouth! It is still on top!
This place is the place where the marshal has focused on "careful" it. If it really collapses, who can take on this responsibility?
Suddenly, these monsters were not afraid of the building collapse. They stuffed them all into the building and climbed to the top floor like an ant.
But my mind suddenly lost its muscles and actually walked on the stairs! As a result, these fools didn't come to their senses until they hit a curse wall and rushed downstairs in panic.
Fortunately, there was a clear head who entered the magic circle as soon as he arrived. He reached the top in an instant, but he saw a black shadow blurred by smoke and dust in the sunlight that penetrated through the hole.
At first glance, this man looked even more evil than the things sealed in the art formation. Before the demon could stand firmly, he staggered back and sat in the ruins.
"You, you, who are you?"
But the man just stared at the box that was sealed in the center of the roof.
After a long time of silence, the demon suddenly remembered that he had also worn a weapon on his body, so he plucked up his courage, pulled the sword on his waist and pointed at the man, "Leave here."
A chuckled under the black veiled hat, and the man said warmly: "If you don't need to expel you, you will naturally not stay here." After a while, the shadow shook inside, but suddenly rushed into it with a fierce force and smashed the demon's soul.
The black shadow stopped beside the wooden box, and the bandaged palm seemed to contain a ball of spiritual power. It was lifted gently. The sad little demon was photographed from the other end of the hall by a strange force. It was muddy for a long time, and life and death were unknown.
This man slowly put away his magic, still holding the black cloth bag in his left hand, but his right hand slowly touched the magic barrier. However, he saw his five fingers arousing the light and light flashing, which was not easy to touch.
Even though his black robe was tugging on the ground, he could see his figure trembling in the shadow of the sunlight.
The demon pulled himself off the wall like a boneless person. He was almost flattened, but he still trembledly picked up the knife that fell beside him, roared and exerted force, raised the long sword and slashed at the black shadow.
The black shadow neither pulled his hands nor looked back, as if indifferent, but suddenly pulled out a trace of spiritual flow from his body, turned into a sharp blade and fought back.
Suddenly, a wave of pressure approached, and a phantom passed by the sunlight. The demon's sword was stuck and could not move from a distance. It was about to be chopped. When he was crying for the incompetence of the destiny, he heard a "crown" sound in the hall. The attack of the comet hitting the heavenly fortune was actually resolved at this position that was only a mere inch of a mile in front of the demon.
The demon gasped for a breath of coldness, and a quick shadow passed by his eyes. The black shadow next to the wooden box probably noticed it. He pulled his hand and turned around. Before he could turn it, a spiritual blade came up from his chest and ribs and screeded to his throat.
The demon stood there, holding his sword high, staring blankly at Jun Han's white hair settled with his robe, while the black shadow was shaken out by the remaining power of the spirit. Liefeng lifted his mask and hat that covered his face, and a black and white flower ash scattered out.
The black shadow retreated for a long distance and barely stood there. His long hair fell down to his waist, and his black robe was very charming.
Chapter completed!