The sky of December is thin, the snow is so soft.

The dusk is dark and the sun is gone.

At the end of Xiaoyu Lane, a slight sound came from a passerby as he passed by.

In this magical alley where musk deer lands and then fly away again on a snowy day, no one has entered, and the whole street is deserted.

It is said that there is a hideous man guarding the courtyard at the end of the alley. If a curious child enters, he will threaten the other party to leave fiercely and teach the other party a lesson.

Children believe it, but adults only think it is a story about "the wolf is coming".

This story can kill curiosity. Children have curiosity, but adults rarely have it.

The sound comes-

The passerby paused slightly.

He wanted to confirm the source of the sound.

Because that sound...is very much like the sound of tearing apart fabric.

It is said that this small courtyard is a place where a great man from Tiandu raises canary in a cage... and sometimes, tearing the cloth torn apart means... the face of the passerby becomes complicated and wonderful. He rarely develops a trace of curiosity that he should not have, and then he approaches his head and wants to listen carefully.

He stayed for a while, and then heard a cry of pain.

This voice did not come from the woman's mouth.

It only took a moment and was annihilated in the air.

This passerby was a little confused and subconsciously made the most regrettable choice in his life.

He walked into the alley and immediately smelled a fishy smell.

It's too dark.

So he lit the lantern in his hand and looked at the distance of the narrow alley...

Then he was frightened and fell to the ground, rolling and rolling all the way, leaving here.

The stone walls of the alley were covered with flesh and blood, and even a layer of blood was spread on the ground.

In the darkness, I didn’t notice it. If I carried a lantern to shine, it would be like stepping into hell, the underworld.

A bloody spider web hanging in the alley. On the spider web was a bloody human face, which was lifted down by the impact of the sword energy, stuck in the flesh and blood, shaking back and forth with the wind, and the "eyes" were hollow.

A group of people quickly gathered in the alley.

Everyone surrounded the alley and dared not enter.

Someone reported to the law enforcement department of Tiandu, waiting for the government to solve the problem.

This is at the feet of the emperor!

Someone dares to take action?

Such a bloody murder is too cruel.

It is said that the murderer was still inside. The first passerby to discover it, adding fuel to the fire, and the sound of tearing the cloth and shouting were exaggerated into the sound of swallowing the heart and chewing the flesh and blood.

Once there are too many people, it is impossible to be quiet anymore. Even if the sound insulation array in the alley is a little damaged, you can't hear what else happened in the noisy environment.

However, just when someone was bold and arrogant, carrying a lantern and relying on his first level of cultivation, he wanted to "sanction" the murderer before the government and academy arrived at the scene.

A second voice came.

The sound of arrows flying everywhere.

The first realm practitioner who had just stepped into the scarlet alley and had a pale face, was carrying a lantern. He wanted to retreat but could not retreat because of his face. He gritted his teeth and continued to walk two steps, but the stickiness of the soles of his feet made him creepy.

During the battle between heaven and man, an arrow shot from the other end of the alley without warning.

This first-level practitioner was holding a lantern with no time to react, and was shot through the shoulder by an arrowhead.

With a loud bang.

The blood flowers exploded.

The crowd screamed and fled.

When the disciples of four academies arrived and dragged out the seriously injured but not dead first-level practitioner, the alley and the street were empty.

Fear is the only thing that can kill curiosity.

......

......

The second arrow of the Little Round King shot out against Ning Yi's cheek, and a blood mark was wiped out, shooting through the wooden door of the yard and shooting out from this end of the alley.

"Your archery technique doesn't look very good." Ning Yi held Xixue and said lightly: "It's much worse than my sister."

With the previous warning, it becomes no longer difficult to avoid this arrow.

The dark shadow that always maintains a safe distance knew that Ning Yi was a strong and skilled man with one hand and one hand fighting. It would be a very difficult thing for him to hunt the other person.

Ning Yi's perception is too strong.

With such a powerful perception, he is very restrained from the performance of an underworld killer like the Little Cyclone King.

The little crunch king's face was gloomy. Almost all his moves needed to accumulate momentum in advance, and were known for their great power, but Ning Yi can now avoid it by relying solely on his perception.

How to assassinate this?

At this point, when the matter is now, his killing arrow was blocked by Ning Yige, and it is no longer an assassination.

It's a secret kill.

The Little Cyclone King who walked out of the fog was a young practitioner who was not much older than Ning Yi. His face was not ugly, and he could not even see how much sinister he was.

Walking out of the hiding darkness, the killer becomes an ordinary person who can stand under the light.

The Little Cyclone King has an extremely ordinary face, and his facial features and temperament are the kind that people will soon forget after a glance.

Ning Yi has heard of the selection of killer organizations. He doesn’t want those who are too handsome or those who are too ugly. Both of these are easy to attract attention. The more passers-by, the better it is to kill people.

Ning Yi couldn't help laughing in his heart: "Little Cyclone King... This guy is really the ancestor who is rewarding food."

When he looked at the Hongfu Street, he thought that the other party would be an older person over fifty years old and had become a human being, with cautiousness and etiquette in his eyes.

He is worthy of being the top killer in the underworld. His first impression was successfully misleading himself.

"Ning Yi, you are very good."

The young man walked out of the fog and opened his mouth, which made Ning Yi's scalp numb.

"I lived for fifty years and missed the first time I missed someone."

Is this what I have lived for fifty years?

Ning Yi's expression was complicated, and he felt a little confused. He had only reached the sixth level of the Middle Realm for fifty years. He was a turtle at an age? No wonder he never failed. Ning Yi absolutely believed that this "little cyclone king" could keep an eye on someone for ten years. He had seen the prosperity of Tiandu, half-old antiques that had been hidden for fifty years, and ran over to compete with him for the world and play assassination?

No wonder I dare not attack Qingjun.

A typical person who is soft but not hard is to assassinate Qingjun, with these methods, this 50-year-old "old rotary king" may be beaten to death by Qingjun.

"This time I showed up. No matter what the outcome is, the 'Little Cyclone King' will disappear in this world." He said calmly: "I can't kill you, and I don't want to kill you anymore."

Ning Yixu narrowed his eyes.

"I just want to ask one question." The little cyclone king stared at Ning Yi's eyes and said seriously: "Is that incident in Qingshan Mansion... related to you?"

Ning Yi raised his eyebrows.

He had heard about the incident in Qingshan Mansion, and it was rumored that the outside world was rumored that the suspect was probably himself and the other was the little cyclone king. Unfortunately, they met today, both of them played the role of pigs and eating tigers.

Ning Yi said calmly in his tone: "Does it have anything to do with me? What does it have to do with you?"

The Little Cyclone King is not angry.

He knew that he would definitely make Ning Yi moved when he said this.

He slowly spoke: "I have been staring at Qingjun for a year. Although I can't sneak into Qingshan Mansion, I have made a major discovery."

Ning Yi sneered and said, "What's your name? You're turning against me and doing things for the third prince. Now you want to cooperate with me?"

"A master of the current affairs is a hero. If you can't kill you, the third prince will chase me. It's much easier to kill me than to kill you." The little cyclone king said with no expression on his face, "I am walking in the darkness, and there is no master behind me. If I die, I will die. No one cares about such a cheap life."

"I will not use the identity of the 'little cyclone king' in the future..."

He carried his hands on his back, held the starlight on his body, and said calmly: "Before leaving Tiandu, I have to do something, but I can't do it alone."

Ning Yi said calmly: "Say."

"Qingjun's martial arts require a lot of starlight. If I'm not mistaken, you should need a lot of resources, right?" The little crunch king said calmly: "I need resources to break the realm, and I'm only a little short of the late realm."

"There is a vein underground in Qingshan Mansion, which seems to be connecting a forbidden area in Yingtian Mansion. If I am not wrong... it is the tomb of Yingtian Mansion since the past dynasties."

The little cyclone king narrowed his eyes and said, "I can take you to sneak in quietly. All the resources are divided equally by you and I, how about?"

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes slightly.

He thought about this matter slightly, and then the figure of the small cyclone king in front of him suddenly exploded.

The sky is full of dark fog—
To be continued...