Red Talisman Street.

The direction Ning Yi’s eyes looked at.

The eaves were covered with thin snowflakes, and the moonlight was bright. Someone squatted on the eaves, wearing a wide robe, wrapped around his body, and was blown by the wind, making him a little funny. The figure squatted on the house with his hands and feet, staring at the movements on the Red Talisman Street without saying a word.

He saw Ning Yi's gaze, his face hidden under his robe, hidden in the night and couldn't see clearly. The corners of his lips seemed to have a smile, and he could see the white smile in the darkness.

He nodded slightly to indicate that he had already shown it.

There are many geniuses under the emperor's feet.

After Ning Yi practiced the Thousand-Handed Star Giant, his perception gradually became sharp. He could feel more and more auras that he could not be underestimated, rushing towards the Red Talisman Street.

As expected, even if there is no one in front of my mansion, once there is a stir, it will still attract a group of people who like to "watch the fun" as soon as possible.

Qingjun also sensed these unusual auras.

Even though he is the great gentleman of Yingtian Mansion and enjoys a high reputation in the imperial city, most people need to give themselves face.

But now some of the people who have arrived at Hongfu Street one after another... some of them will not give themselves face.

For example, even if Qingjun didn't look back, he knew who it was on the roof of a house on the street of Hongfu Street.

Just the breath that could make him disgusted when he smelled it...After a thousand miles, he knew that the person who came must be the mysterious and unpredictable style of his behavior. He was recently staring at his little hall master.

Little Cycle King.

Cangjun of Songyang Academy and Lijun of Yuelu Academy, these two people are staring at themselves, but at least they are walking in the light. Taking advantage of the reason that the four academies have been allies since ancient times, they are staring at each other, and there is no secret to them.

But the number one killer in the underworld, the Little Cyclone King, nameless and without surname, only has such a code name, hidden in the darkness. Qingjun even vaguely felt that if the Little Cyclone King felt that the time was ripe, he would not even choose to challenge himself in the imperial city, but instead find a perfect opportunity to be in the right time, place, and people, and try to assassinate himself.

This feeling really makes people feel uncomfortable.

Qingjun could not get rid of the "Little Cyclone King" and he never took it lightly, but even though he followed day and night, Qingjun was still fearless.

He was not afraid of the assassination of the "Little Cyclone King". He could grow to this point. As a genius who wanted to compete with all the practitioners of the same generation in the world, even if the Ten Kings of Hell in the Underworld released news to assassinate him, he would not lose his heart to Taoism because of this.

The storm on Hongfu Street is getting bigger and bigger.

This is something Qingjun doesn't want to see. The longer the time goes on, the harder the incident will be to calm down.

The practitioners of Songyang Academy have arrived, and the gentleman from Yuelu Academy is also watching this incident from afar. In addition to the Bailu Cave Academy, which has ancestral teachings, there are all figures present.

......

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"But I don't want to expose it."

When Ning Yi finished speaking, Qingjun's expression did not fluctuate at all. He had long heard of Ning Yi's "big name". At the back mountain of Shushan, even Yiwu Xingjun suffered a great loss.

The so-called "notorious" is not the most appropriate thing to use on Ning Yi.

There was a lot of rumor outside that the uncle Shushan knew nothing, but he could only speak out loud and make money from nothing.

Qingjun had waved his hand and asked his junior brothers to carry these injured disciples away from this place of right and wrong.

He looked at Ning Yi and said in disgust: "How much do you want?"

Ning Yi was stunned.

He raised his eyebrows.

Qingjun's words are quite interesting.

After calming down the matter, Ning Yi could feel Qingjun's intention, and the storm began to brew.

If you change the time and place, or earlier... Ning Yi will agree to the other party's request.

He didn't want to make a fuss all over the city either.

But... the gaze on Hongfu Street crossed Qingjun's shoulders, crossed the gap between the crowd, and reflected in Ning Yi's pupils.

Ning Yi looked at the "little cyclone king".

Pope Chen Yi had previously given himself a piece of information that there were indeed many geniuses in this imperial city, including the Heavenly Palace, the Underworld, four academies, and Luojia Mountain, which was announced to be sealed in the Emperor's Birthday.

With his current strength, the fifth level of the middle realm, even if he is challenged by a young gentleman who has arrived in the back realm of a certain academy, he may not be able to come out of Taiwan. If it weren't for the situation of fighting in the face of the situation just now, Ning Yi would not have agreed.

There is no action in the imperial city. The rules are here, and the Pope is behind it. Ning Yi is shameless and refuses to fight. What can these people from the Holy Mountain Academy do to themselves?

But that gaze has different meanings.

Ning Yi felt a sense of familiarity.

It means "hunting".

When I was at the Xiling Bodhisattva Temple, the cold dew passed by, and the earth was frozen. Liao Wuyan outside Qingbai City. In order to fill my stomach, Ning Yi had to go out hunting with a hunting bow on his back.

He has hunted snow rabbits without any resistance, and also hunted the wild boar king with 400 kilograms.

At that time, Ning Yi relied on his thoughts on skills and patience. He had hardly used the bone flute. He often regarded the Bone Plain as a mascot pendant and hung it on his chest to bless himself with peace.

Snow rabbits and wild boars are not easy to hunt.

These are two kinds of prey, and they are also one kind of prey.

The cunning rabbit has three holes and the wild pigs are in a rough skin. If you want to kill them, you need to be patient and keep abreast of prey, your habits, trump cards, and all your thoughts.

This is "hunting". Hunters and prey are always like this. Observe first and then take action.

The figure squatting on the street of Hongfu and smiling at him brought him a sense of danger to him, which was much higher than that of Qingjun.

It’s not that the figure’s cultivation is much higher than that of Qingjun.

Qingjun Lianqing is the great gentleman of Yingtian Mansion and a genius practitioner living in the laws of the Tiandu Imperial City. Although he is powerful, he has rules and regulations. If you want to take action against yourself, you must consider the laws of the Great Sui Dynasty, the will of the academy, and the Thousand Hands of Shushan.

But some people are not subject to rules.

The dark figure squatting on the eaves... Although he was laughing, he raised one hand without any concealment and slowly drew a horizontal line in front of his neck.

He wants to kill himself.

This is a silent declaration of war.

Ning Yi had no expression on his face. He knew that many people had set their sights on him, and most of them were not afraid of fear. The people in the Holy Mountain did not dare to take ruthless measures, but the killers of the underworld did not care about these... The Law Department of the Sui Dynasty allowed the existence of the underworld. Emperor Taizong watched the abyss underground in the imperial city with his own eyes, held it in his palm, but did not make any statement.

The killers of the underworld were walking in the darkness, but their existence did not cause panic to the powerful people in the imperial city.

If a certain underworld killer receives the task of killing important people, he will definitely have the will to pass upwards and continues layer by layer until the level of the task is agreed to, and he will decide to execute it. This is a relationship entangled underground, extremely complex and extremely huge.

"The underworld wants to kill me?"

Ning Yi said silently in his heart, and he no longer looked at the figure squatting on the eaves and grinning.

The file information given by Chen Yi mentioned that the genius practitioners in the underworld would choose a genius in the light, and a top young killer named "Little Cycle King" has set his sights on Qingjun from Yingtian Mansion.

The figure squatting on the eaves looked at Qingjun with a hint of boredom. In the eyes of Ning Yi, there was a strong desire to explore and joy.

Qingjun is an extremely cautious person. It is said that the "Little Cyclone King" has been staring at him for a long time, but he has not found a single opportunity. This is not a secret. Zhongli, Gu Cang, and even several young gentlemen in Yingtian Mansion know about this. Some people are waiting for the battle between Qingjun and the Little Cyclone King to break out, but there is no sound for a long time.

Ning Yi smiled but not.

Now it seems that the little cyclone king is targeting him.

Indeed, the title of "Shushan Junior Master" and "No. 1 in the Star List" are more important than "Yingtianfu Qingjun".

In the wasteland, hunters may become prey at any time.

When a snow leopard hunting hares is targeted by humans.

Or... a human hunting hare is targeted by a snow leopard.

There is no difference between the two in nature. You can feel the other's murderous intent, the survival of the fittest, the prey and the hunter may reverse at any time before the ending is settled.

But one thing won't change.

Whoever is afraid first will lose.

Ning Yi gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, Qingjun, Zhongli and Gu Cang... The geniuses he provoked in Shushan did not need to really care in the imperial city.

The "Little Cyclone King" squatting on the eaves, the killer who ignores the rules, is the person he needs to be wary of.

Ning Yi put his finger on the hilt of the "Xiaoxue" sword. He calmly recalled the scene when he was hunting when he was young and was stared at by the snow leopard.

He put a bow, turned his head, and faced the snow leopard.

During the stalemate, he held the bone flute and shot through a snow wood that was hugging the two of them with an arrow.

In danger, he will never show weakness or retreat.

If he grows older, the arrow will no longer be Xuemu, but the leopard.

The figure on the eaves was hidden in the darkness, staring at Ning Yi in a flash, his heart was beating slowly and vigorously. Looking at the boy who was "first in the Star List", it seemed as if he had found his true favorite prey.

In the mind of the little cyclone king, he was thinking about how he should enjoy this wonderful hunt.

However, he never expected it.

"The rules of the imperial city, the laws of the Great Sui Dynasty!"

The boy's voice was loud and loud.

Ning Yi looked at Lian Qing and said solemnly: "Qingjun, I have a sword, do you dare to answer?"

The Red Talisman Street is full of silence.

The figure squatting on the eaves smiled silently.

It was such a cunning prey, the rules of the imperial city, the laws of the Great Sui Dynasty... What a grand protective cover, that person challenged Qingjun. With the attention of many forces in the imperial city, this was destined to be an unsolved battle.
Chapter completed!