At dusk, there was a lot of noise outside the south gate of Shangqiu, and it was only half an hour before the gate was closed, although they knew that the time should still be in time, but all the caravans lined up on the road couldn't help but be a little anxious.

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

A horse-drawn carriage followed several porters on foot into Shangqiu City, and entered the alleys from the wide main street.

The gatekeeper's inspection did not reveal anything unusual about the people in the carriage, but when the carriage passed by 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 was a row of brick-burning brick kilns, and the gray-clothed Taoist had come here because of the recent arrival of many out-of-town workers, two of whom seemed to be particularly strong.

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

If there is a suspicion that an outsider may be a cultivator, an existence like this gray-clothed Taoist will be implemented quickly.

The gray-clothed man was followed by a black cat.

The black cat's hair was dark and shiny, without any stray hair, but its eyes were a deep turquoise.

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

This gray-clothed Taoist is already in his fifties, and his temples have turned white.

As the carriage passed down the road outside the row of bungalows, the gray-clothed Taoist had just begun to inquire about the owners of the brick kilns, and had not yet summoned the two strong men from outside.

At this moment, the black cat, which was very quiet and crouched in the shadows behind him, called softly twice.

The gray-clothed Taoist turned around suddenly, and he suddenly narrowed his eyes as he looked at the dust raised behind the carriage.

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

As the sound of horses' hooves continued to sound in the alley, the carriage headed towards the entrance of the alley where he was.

The gray-clothed man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a small gray handleless sword in his sleeve flew up silently, hiding in the shadows under the eaves of the opposite roof.

Hiding the flying sword in what he thought was the best place to strike, he walked to the middle of the road,

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

"Why meddle?"

A sigh rang out from the alleyway, but it wasn't his voice.

The gray-clothed man's face suddenly turned red, and his body was slightly volleyed, as if he had been pinched by an invisible terrible force and lifted up.

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

In the next moment, this gray-clothed Taoist who had completely suppressed the true element in his body was thrown into the corner of the wall next to him, and his entire body cracked silently.

This fragmentation began in his bone marrow, and his entire body shattered extremely evenly, and in just a breath, the figure of the gray-clothed Taoist had disappeared, and in his clothes, there was only a mixture of flesh and bone fragments that could not be seen at all.

The gray cat had also turned into a black cat skin floating in flesh.

The coachman in the carriage didn't even glance at it and the broken flesh of the gray-clothed Taoist beside it, and the carriage continued to move forward, and at this time, in the western sky, it was the most gorgeous sunset in the west, and the sunset was also as bright as blood.

Dozens of breaths later, a cultivator in an ordinary green shirt swept to the entrance of this alley, his figure was as fast as a wisp of smoke, but when the soles of his cloth shoes settled on the tracks of the wheels of the carriage, there was no strong True Yuan aura fluctuation on his body.

He looked at the puddle of broken flesh and blood, a little shocked, but there was no panic, then he smiled bitterly, shook his head, and couldn't help but say: "It's a step slower again, it's always a step slower." ”

.......

The Gray-clothed Daoist is not a weak person in the Wuyi Division of Shangqiu, for the Wuyi Division, a swordsman of the Chengtian Realm was killed in the city, and he was killed quietly, which is really a terrible thing.

In the past, the cultivators of the Northern Wei Dynasty were most worried about the destruction from the cultivators of the Southern Dynasty, but at this time, they knew very well that there should be no such powerful cultivators in the Southern Dynasty who would deliberately go to Shangqiu to kill people.

When the cultivator in the ordinary green shirt left, when the cultivator of the Wuyi Division found out about the death of this Taoist, countless people in the entire city were alarmed, and in the seemingly calm night, there suddenly seemed to be countless undercurrents surging.

The carriage was still passing through the streets and alleys of Shangqiu, but the two people in the carriage had already dismounted.

"Master He. ”

Shen Yue followed Zaihe

Behind Ba Yue, he couldn't help but ask softly, "Why did you kill that cultivator directly, why didn't you capture him, so that at least you would avoid startling the snake." ”

"You're right, but since this man can discover our existence, there will be other people in this city who will discover our existence, and in order to avoid accidents, what we need to do is to try as soon as possible. ”

He Bayue didn't turn his head, but his voice sounded very gently, and there seemed to be some approval in his tone, "I don't want to kill too many unrelated people, let alone fight a city here, as long as we are fast enough, we can successfully obtain the Nether Silkworm and leave." ”

Shen Yue nodded respectfully.

He agreed with what he said.

He also had no doubt about a single word that He Batyue had said.

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

Darkness has enveloped Shangqiu City.

He Batyue's brows furrowed slightly unnaturally.

He did want to get the Nether Divine Silkworm as soon as possible, but the real reason was that he felt that there was something strange in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the south.

The movement of the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi didn't seem to be drastic, but for a moment, it clearly appeared in his perception.

Those movements seemed to come from the Xingchen Vitality, which allowed him to connect Lin Yi, the young cultivator of the Southern Dynasty.

The breath of the Netherworld Silkworm was deeper than the night that really came.

Following the aura, at the end of perception, dozens of houses with circular spires appeared.

Shen Nian looked at these houses curiously, he began to wander on the sea when he was very young, he didn't know what this kind of house in the Northern Wei Dynasty was used for, but anyone in Shangqiu knew very well that these were granaries.

......

Without any warning, even Shen Nian didn't feel any special breath fluctuations, the piercing vibration sound suddenly sounded, and the dense crossbow arrows shot out from between the granaries behind the high walls like a swarm of locusts that suddenly sprouted from the fields, and the sharp and piercing sound was like countless police posts, so abrupt that people's eardrums seemed to be a little tingling.

He Batyue's eyebrows were slightly raised, looking at these crossbow arrows that filled his sight, he felt a little relieved in his heart.

He instantly understood why Helan Heiyun stayed here to practice after leaving Tianwu River.

In this granary, there is a very special magic circle that conceals the atmosphere, which may be the handiwork of the Empress Dowager of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

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