"If the city lord knew that the girl was so happy, he would be happy."

The waiter smiled slightly, finished speaking politely, and left Canyang Tower.

Chu Yue looked down at the letter in her hand, then handed Xiaobao to the Blood Protector, took Xiao Li and others with him, and prepared to go to the address on the letter.

"Where are you going?" Xue Cheng asked.

"Catch Major General Zhenbei back home!"

After Chu Yue said that, he stepped out.

...

Xiaoyao City is well-connected and has more roads to trade than other cities. It has both flowers and bloody and dilapidated land.

Xiaoyao City is divided into two cities with the center as the line.

On the west side is a powerful family, rich and prosperous.

But there is a place of disputes in the east, and there is constant right and wrong.

According to the address of the letter, Chu Yue wanted to go to Dongbancheng.

When Chu Yue went there, the carriage from Mu Mansion in Beizhou also entered the area of ​​the East Half City.

The elderly old man walked out of the carriage in his armor and looked at the bloody Dongbancheng, frowned with gray eyebrows.

"Father, sister's blood glaze is traded in the Ghost Moon Hall in front." Mu Chenhai said.

Ghost Moon Palace.

The most famous black market in Lingtian Continent has a strong foundation and a strong background. Its power is unfathomable, and its minions are everywhere in Lingtian!

The alley north of the Ghost Moon Hall is complicated and the smell of rotten and blood is everywhere.

In the east half of Xiaoyao, it is like a chaotic time, and it is a gathering place for the desperate people.

Corpse is also common.

In the small alley, there are many poor people who cannot rely on themselves.

At the deepest point, there is a dilapidated and simple house, shaking in the breeze, especially poor.

"My mother, if you don't know what to do, you will hand over the spiritual bow and arrow. Do you believe it or not, I will kill everyone in this alley?"

With a bang, the door of the house was kicked open.

The big and thick man walked in cursingly.

There are dozens of young men in the warrior realm around the rough man, all of whom are evil spirits with green faces and fangs.

This rough Chinese name is Yuan Ye. He once entered the top ten colleges. Later, he did all kinds of bad things and was placed in the monument. After being expelled from the college, he made a living in the eastern half of the city.

For more than ten years, Yuan Ye has pleased Guiyue Palace and acted as a hero in the East Bancheng, especially the unarmed people, who have suffered all his bullying.

"Didn't you hear me talking to you?"

Yuan Ye shouted violently.

In the humble room, a middle-aged woman with half a broken arm sat in front of a broken wooden table.

The woman was weathered and had a broken knife behind her back.

She was worn out and held the cheap wine pot in one hand and took a deep sip.

Yuan Ye looked at the woman with some fear, then walked over with great might and kicked the water tank to pieces.

"Stupid, where are the spiritual bows and arrows?" Yuan Ye asked.

The woman said nothing and her eyes were a little cloudy.

It was clearly under forty, but he had white hair.

In the simple house, there was not even a bed, but the portrait of the general was hung on the wall.

If Chu Yue had found here, he would have discovered that the general in the painting was his mother Zhenbeihou.

The woman drank the first floor wine, then put down the wine pot, glanced at Yuan Ye, "Get out."

She was immersed in her own world.

Today, a few years ago, was the day of Zhenbeihou’s death.

She specially used all her savings to buy a pot of cheap turbid wine to worship her former comrades.

Yuan Ye smiled fiercely.

The young man next to him said coldly: "Master Yuan, why are you talking so much nonsense to her? She isn't she going to protect the people in this alley? Then we will kill all these people, and she will naturally hand over the treasure bow."
Chapter completed!