The eaves were dyed green, and the floating clouds were scattered. At this end of the long street, King Qin Guang approached the powerful enemy of Dongzhen with the body of a god, stepping on the long street step by step.

Her long hair dances wildly like a wild snake, and her evil eyes have grown like wild grass.

This terrifying power can desolate the human heart, allow the will to die, and perpetuate the will to die.

The people King Qin Guang killed all committed suicide!

But Sun Yin was indifferent and stood quietly in the middle of the street, with a palm across the street, creating a layer of sky.

Fan Wushu, who represented the future of the country, rushed all the way here. He was pushed by the aftermath of the violent power and stood precariously on the roof of the street.

At the end of the long street, King Bian Cheng was still holding Chu Xu in the pit, his body as if made of iron, motionless.

He just said coldly: "It's none of your business, don't come and die."

I don’t know who he was talking to, but Fan Wushu answered the question.

"You are fighting in the capital of our country, how can I be blind and deaf as if nothing has happened? Today I am here to watch the battle. Even if I die, I have to see who you are!"

He flicked the sleeves of his robe, and even though his body was swaying, he could see the wind flowing through him: "Please continue!"

At that time, the long street was clear and all the pedestrians had dispersed.

This long street in Yining City, the capital of the Republic of China, has been bombarded to pieces. Everyone has his or her own determination.

The nearest city guard was also two blocks away, with troops in formation and on alert.

The palace of Liguo was as quiet as an empty sculpture.

After a period of silence that felt long but was actually short, Sun Yin withdrew his palm and dropped it by his side: "Let's talk then."

He can not care about anything, but he cannot not care about the lives of so-called "fellow Taoists" at all.

Guardians can die for their ideals.

But as Chu Xu said, unnecessary sacrifices should be avoided if possible.

Sun Yin finished speaking.

Chu Xu, who was pinned to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief. His tense body immediately collapsed, and he just wanted to breathe heavily. But his breathing was blocked by the mask and the hand on the mask, so he could only stare blankly.

King Bian Cheng.

However, King Bian Cheng remained motionless, as silent as iron, and maintained the sharp edge that could explode at any time. He just cut off Fan Wushu's hearing and was not allowed to listen, and Fan Wushu was smart enough not to resist.

King Qin Guang, who was still attacking crazily and in a desperate posture one moment, had his hair fall down the next moment, his green eyes turned black, and he wiped the corners of his mouth lightly.

"Okay, let's chat slowly." He said with a smile and a calm look on his face, "Would you like a drink?"

It seems that there has never been such a thing as risking one's life, and he has never been injured.

Sun Yin didn't pay attention to Fan Wushu, nor did he answer King Qin Guang. He only said to King Bian Cheng who still didn't let go: "Do you think you should kill him first, or I should kill you first?"

King Bian Cheng did not believe Sun Yin's talk. He only believed in the lives of the Taoist protectors of the Ping Dynasty who were under his control, and the peace that was reluctantly reached under the threat of life and death.

His voice was cold: "You might as well give it a try."

The atmosphere was solemn for a moment.

Under this pressure, the gravel is almost crushed again.

"Allow me to say something!" Chu Xu said with great effort: "Gambling is a bad habit. It can cause you to lose your fortune at the least, and it can cost you everything. Don't get involved in it!"

"Well said!" King Qin Guang clapped his hands and praised: "This brother has a noble character and is exactly the talent I need in Hell. If one day you can no longer survive in the country of equality, remember to contact me."

Chu Xu said eagerly: "I also like Hell's Gateless Jingqi Shen very much. Otherwise, I'd like to join now. Please let me, my colleague, relax."

From beginning to end, Sun Yin did not have a single conversation with Chu Xu, just like King Qin Guang and King Bian Cheng did not even exchange eye contact. Two organizations, four people, had a weird and dangerous tacit understanding.

Sun Yin still looked at King Bian Cheng: "I'm a little curious about your reliance."

King Bian Cheng said coldly: "You should know that my sword energy is very strong. After I leave, I can kill all the members of the family. And Liguo is not far from the sword pavilion. Before I came, I had a ray of sword energy.

We have left for Tianmu Peak. Si Yu'an, the master of Jiange Pavilion, is jealous of evil and has a manic temper. How do you think he would react if he knew that the protector of Pingping Country was here?"

Under Bian Cheng's mask, his eyes seemed completely emotionless, and he looked at Sun Yin like this: "If you are willing to talk to King Qin Guang, there is still a quarter of an hour. If you are not willing, there is still a quarter of an hour.

time."

Chu Xu once again emphasized: "Gambling harms others and ourselves!"

Sun Yin looked at him intently for a while, and finally turned back to look at King Qin Guang, who never wore a mask.

King Qin Guang smiled again and extended the invitation: "Would you like a drink?"

"What did you tell them?" Sun Yin asked.

"It was him, not them. There was only one person who found me. His age, gender, and cultivation level are all unknown. But he was very strong. He could crush me to death even without showing his true body." King Qin Guang was very serious.

Authentic: "He asked me if You Que was really dead, and I said I didn't know. I said I could only confirm that I really killed You Que, but I couldn't guarantee that his suspicion was wrong."

"What else?" Sun Yin said calmly.

"He asked me again why the whole family was massacred. I said I didn't know, and we left after killing people." King Qin Guang shrugged his shoulders: "You know, my life and death are completely determined by him.

Palm, it’s impossible to lie to him, that’s the most.”

"That's all?" Sun Yin asked.

King Qin Guang said: "By the way, he also asked about your cultivation level. I said it was Shenlin who was not at the peak level and tried to attack Dongzhen during the battle, but we killed him in time."

Sun Yin looked into King Qin Guang's eyes, and could not find any panic in them, and finally said: "Let Chu Xu go, let's go."

King Bian Cheng's attitude was always cold and stern: "You go first, he will follow soon."

Sun Yin did not look back, only looked at King Qin Guang.

King Qin Guang smiled and said: "I can't be his master, but I personally feel that his words have some truth - you have the right to regret it, but we don't."

"This is so true that I find it difficult to refute it." Sun Yin said, "I appreciate your organization more and more. I really want to see what other Yamas are like."

King Qin Guang smiled broadly: "Some of the ten great Yamas are now in the Kingdom of Wei, some in the Kingdom of Jing, some in front of you, and some you absolutely don't know where they are... As the leader, I can only say that they are indeed worthy of appreciation.

."

Sun Yin took a deep look at him and prepared to leave: "In view of the special nature of your profession, I won't say goodbye."

"Wait a minute." King Qin Guang fumbled in his sleeves for a while, took out a black name tattoo with blood lines, and flew it in front of Sun Yin: "I'll leave you an address. You can contact me next time you do business. I guess we can

You have seen the professionalism."

Sun Yin did not go to pick him up: "We are used to killing the people we want to kill ourselves."

King Qin Guang's smile did not change: "There is a saying that there is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in the arts. You are people with ideals and should focus your energy on more meaningful things."

"I think what he said makes sense." Chu Xu, who was held motionless, cheered enthusiastically.

Sun Yin finally took a look at the fellow Taoist who was buried in the ground, took the famous assassin suspended in front of him, and strode forward.

King Qin Guang turned sideways slightly and gave way politely.

The two of them passed by each other, and three steps later, Sun Yin's figure had disappeared.

Fan Wushu stood on the ridge of the roof, saying nothing and not trying to find his ears and hear something.

The four people fighting in the capital of Liguo today, except for Chu Xu who may be suspicious, each of the remaining ones has the ability to destroy this small country alone.

this is the truth.

He did have good courage, but after Sun Yin left and the danger was relieved, he felt fear from the bottom of his heart and felt a huge void. Just like this bustling street, it was in devastation at the moment.

"Hello!"

There is no door to hell. King Qin Guang's voice made him wake up.

He looked down and saw the handsome face of King Qin Guang raised slightly on the long street, as well as a black blood-embroidered name tattoo flying to his eyes.

Not knowing why, I heard the other party say: "If you have any business, you can contact me."

Fan Wushu gently took off the famous tattoo and said nothing. Of course, he did not intend to contact him.

But King Qin Guang had already taken a step forward and shouted to King Bian Cheng: "Let's go!"

With her long hair fluttering and her steps calm, she stepped over gravel and passed flags and flags, gradually getting further and further away.

King Bian Cheng slowly removed his hand from Chu Xu's face, and then slowly stood up, wearing a cold mask and black robe, and walked towards the sunset in the distance.

During this process, Chu Xu remained motionless - the gap between them was already reflected as soon as they were captured together. There was really no need for any fuss.

When I could no longer hear the footsteps, my field of vision was still only a narrow circle of orange halo.

Only then did he stand up from the human-shaped stone pit.

He turned around and saw Fan Wushu on the roof looking at him.

Subconsciously, he shrank his head in shame and reached out to touch the mask... No, the mask was still there.

"What are you looking at!" He straightened his spine, harshly choked out the impolite Liguo people, glared again, checked the direction slightly, and flew away in the opposite direction to Hell's Gateless Yama.

Fan Wushu said nothing. It wasn't until the masters, generals, and city guards from all walks of life slowly approached and surrounded the long street with the huge sores that there was no one left... He turned around and left.

This body is nothing but a prodigal son who has turned back and can no longer shake the folding fan.

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To be continued...