Late at night, the city lord's mansion was brightly lit and heavily guarded, and the old lord had been sitting in the lobby, sleepless, waiting for the news from the fierce bird troops.

He had a slight sense of foreboding, as if he had long ago foreseen the day when he would face the rise of the Contract Clan again.

Since fate has made him reincarnate and awaken again, things will not be suppressed so lightly.

He was waiting for news, and he was hesitant to report it to the royal family.

Dragon loach, dragon loach, you are still looking forward to the moment when Li Yi returns!

But you are no longer the dragon-eating loach of the year, and he is not the Li disease of the year, can this contract be continued in this reincarnation?

After getting the news of the old lord's exit, more and more generals and city stewards came to visit.

The old lord has not appeared for many years, and they have a reason to come and visit to convey goodwill.

But the old lord was silent, ignoring their slightest meaning, and was intimidated by the oppressive atmosphere in the hall, and the old people who came to visit silently stayed with them, and the younger generation all withdrew, and the generals hurried back to their respective camps to summon their troops into a state of martial law. They didn't know what the old master was worried about, but they had never seen the old master have a similar expression in their memory.

The night is like ink, and the ancient city is quiet and peaceful.

The sound of the wind from the direction of the Great Snow Mountain is transmitted here slowly, bringing a bit of alternative tranquility, permeating the eaves of the street corners.

Somewhere in the inner city, less than a kilometer away from the Lord's Palace, there is an iconic building, the Lighthouse, which is the watchtower of Agung City overlooking the snow-capped mountains, and it is also the tallest building.

Although it was peacetime, there were still many troops stationed, and from the bottom of the lighthouse to the top, the number of defenders decreased from a few hundred to a few, but although the number decreased, the strength of the defenders gradually increased.

Sitting at the top of the lighthouse is a Venerable One of the Lord's Mansions.

It was also his retreat.

It's just that in this tense and delicate special period tonight, he actually fell asleep on the bed, sleeping very deeply, and the golden butterflies danced around him, making the whole bed covered with layers of golden brilliance.

From a distance, it looks like a sleeping Kingdee!

This is...... Ecstasy Print!

In this top stone house, which had always been his sole residence, there was a man in black clothes and black hair, leaning against the window, quietly looking at the city lord's mansion thousands of kilometers away.

It was Tang Yan who quietly left the hotel.

He sat there quietly, his thoughts were like a tide, slowly infiltrating towards the City Lord's Mansion, avoiding the strong as much as possible, and also exploring the strength realm of the strong.

The lips and teeth opened and closed, and a small golden scissors jumped happily on the tip of the tongue, bursting out with a golden brilliance similar to electricity, which looked very delicate and charming, like a handicraft, but the sharp aura that permeated made people dare not look directly.

According to what I have seen and heard for a long time, there is really a half-saint-level old lord in the City Lord's Mansion, as well as two powerhouses of the third-order Martial Venerable Realm, one is the current city lord White Bone Venerable, and the other is the guardian elder of the city mansion, and the old slave who has served by the old lord's side for many years.

Tang Yan didn't rush in to investigate, he was waiting, waiting for the return of the 50,000 fierce birds and iron army, and he was also thinking about countermeasures, how to solve the situation in Shicun satisfactorily.

In fact......

The development of things is somewhat unexpected, judging from the fact that 50,000 fierce birds are far away from the snow-capped mountains, the city government's attention to Shicun has reached the level of 'exaggerated'.

Tang Yan originally wanted to solve this matter easily, after all, after three thousand years, a little deterrence could be resolved, but ...... Thinking back to the 50,000 fierce birds in the morning, and then looking at the bright lights of the city now, a sense of foreboding rose to my heart.

Looks like it's stuck in the quagmire.

In the city, the old lord sat at the top of the lobby, a broken candle beside him was shaking and about to be extinguished, reflecting his old face, and all the old people accompanied him silently, and the atmosphere was depressing and weird.

The guards outside tried not to make a sound, and they also prevented some juniors and maidservants from breaking through by mistake, for fear of alarming the old master.

Suddenly, the old lord raised his eyelids, and his eyes full of vicissitudes cast into the distance.

Thousands of meters away, at the top of the lighthouse, Tang Yan's golden scissors on the tip of his tongue suddenly slammed, staring at the direction of the lobby of the City Lord's Mansion through the dark night sky.

The old master slowly got up and walked out of the lobby on crutches.

All the old people woke up from their dreams and got up one after another to follow, looking at each other strangely.

The guards outside hurriedly knelt down on one knee and called out respectfully to the old master.

The old master didn't say anything special, just stood in front of the lobby, looking at the sky calmly, his eyes swept away the vicissitudes of life, clear as water, bright as light, staring into the sky.

The rest of the old people looked at the night sky one after another, but the night was dim and dark, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

Tang Yan paused at the window, swallowed the golden scissors on the tip of his tongue, waved away the golden butterfly of the Venerable on the bed, and jumped down the thousand-zhang tower.

Like a falcon at night, disappearing into the dark sky of the ancient city.

The Venerable One on the bed woke up faintly, wondering how he had fallen asleep.

The old lord in the city continued to look at the tower, for a long time, and spoke calmly, with a hoarse voice: "Go and check." ”

In the darkness nearby, an old man hunched over his head and disappeared silently.

"Old master, what's wrong?" Everyone was shocked, the old master actually arranged for the personal old slave to go out, what to check?

When Tang Yan returned to the hotel, there were candles lit in the courtyard, the two old men and the little girl Tingting were all there, and there was an extra soldier wearing an ordinary military uniform.

He looked like he was forty years old, with a scruffy beard and a little tired, but still with a gentle smile on his face.

"Eat more, knowing that you are back today and left for you. ”

"Come, there is a small half of the roast chicken, there are guests here today, there are some left, Tingting is reluctant to eat, keep it for you." ”

"Don't worry, drink some soup. ”

The old woman kept picking up vegetables for the man and kindly arranged his clothes.

Although it was just some ordinary coarse rice and mussels, the man ate very fragrantly, swallowed it in a big gulp, and the little girl Tingting stepped on the stool and tiptoed, humming a small tune, standing behind the man and happily combing his hair.

The old man snorted a cigarette, sat across the table, and casually talked with the man about the affairs of the army, and the old woman kept nagging, often interrupting the old man, caring about the man's body, and telling him to pay attention to safety.

The man was tired, but quiet, and also reminded his parents to keep warm.

Tang Yan stood in a dark corner, and was suddenly moved by the picture in front of him, by the warmth and happiness, and by the sincere and pure emotion.

He didn't even dare to appear, for fear of breaking this warm picture.

In the lives of ordinary people, there are not so many domineering and gorgeous, there are no conspiracies and calculations, some are just hardships and sourness, but there are also different wonderful, different warmth.

At noon the next day, the fierce bird troops returned to the ancient city, causing an uproar and making the entire city of Agung boiling. Just because the 50,000 fierce birds left with a heroic and murderous spirit, and when they came back, they wailed all over the field, and they were miserable, and when the 50,000 elite soldiers returned, there were only more than 20,000 people left, almost all of them were injured, and only one of the two Venerables who led the troops returned with injuries!

"The Snow Mountain Demon Beasts rioted, ambushed the fierce bird troops!"

"A giant white python swallowed the deputy commander alive!"

"Twenty-three thousand elite soldiers died in the Great Snow Mountain!"

"According to reliable sources, the purpose of the 50,000 troops entering the Snow Mountain is to round up the remnants of Shicun, that is, the remnants of the rebel saints three thousand years ago. ”

"Are they still alive?"

"It's unbelievable that they've survived so far!"

"Why did the fierce bird troops round up the remnants of Shicun, and did they participate in this ambush?"

"Could it be that Shicun has awakened again?"

There was a lot of talk, and all sorts of speculations were circulating in the streets and teahouses, and they were constantly being relayed.

The city lord's mansion shook, and the barracks of various departments were frequently moved.

"Are the old monsters in the Snow Mountain crazy? They have lived for hundreds of years and nearly a thousand years, they should all know the prestige of Agung City, and they are familiar with our number, how can they kill for no reason. ”

"This is definitely a purposeful attack, this is an ambush!"

"Could it be that who's behind it?"

"Those demon venerables are unruly and untamable, how can they obey the orders of outsiders!"

"Could it be with that mysterious man in black in Ishimura?"

The old people in the lobby of the city government began to discuss again, and they also realized the strict nature of the problem, and things were probably stricter than expected.

The old master's face was solemn, even if he was ready, he was still shocked by such a violent change, waved his hand away from all the old people, and left alone in the lobby to ponder.

Tang Yan continued to wander around the city, learning about the news inside the snowy mountain.

The worries didn't happen, and those monsters did a good job.

Corner Inn.

Tingting was laboriously holding a basin of water, following her grandmother to water the vegetable furrow outside the courtyard, the immature little face was flushed, maybe her father came back last night, and the little girl was very happy today.

Grandparents start a busy day, hard but warm.

Although the shop is simple and few people come to live there, they still carefully serve it and make it clean and tidy.

"Grandpa, are you here to stay at the hotel?" Tingting suddenly ran to the front happily, looking at the old man walking from the alley with bright big eyes.

"Hello, are you staying in the hotel or eating?" the old woman hurriedly left the vegetable bed and warmly welcomed the guests to the store.

But......

The old man ignored their enthusiasm and looked at the dilapidated shop with cold eyes.

"Old man?" Tingting felt that this old man was weird.

The old woman also noticed that something was wrong, quietly pulled Tingting to her side, and asked with a smile: "This guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel?" It is very clean and affordable. ”

The old man glanced at them, his expression was indifferent, and his voice was even colder: "What is the origin of the man in black who lived in yesterday?"