Cultivate with an African God

Night is the time for humans to rest. There may be dreams or no sleep, but when the night passes and the dawn breaks, the world will seem to be completely new, showing a different appearance from the past.

This is especially true of dead cities.

Every day the plague is one step closer, people die every day, and even the once powerful forces are defeated.

And after that night, Feiyun Yinzhuang disappeared in the capital.

All the personnel have been dismissed, including the resplendent mansion, which is already empty.

The capital city is getting more and more depressed day by day, there are no hawkers hawking, and only people run away in panic with their bags on their backs in the early morning.

But there are still hunters hiding in the darkness, watching the people coming and going, waiting for the opportunity to kill with one blow.

He was looking at the swaggering dandy on the street and the silent young man holding a sword behind him.

Their identities are "Young Master" and "Swordsman".

After last night, I am afraid that people with a little sensitive eyes and ears in the dead city dare not pay attention to these two people.

They always thought that only swordsmen were their opponents, but they didn't expect that they were a powerful alliance.Last night, there were nine waves of assassins, some with almost no accumulation, some masters who lost their lives, some desperate ones who couldn't find a chance for a long time, and some who were sure to win with strength. A sneak attack, or a group of people planning carefully, but the result was the same - they didn't survive the two men.

This in itself represents a terrifying strength, so many people have been swallowed up, and not many people dare to compete with him.

The hunter held the bow in his hand, but his palms were sweating coldly.

The young master turned his head sideways to talk to the person next to him. There was a presumptuous look in his eyes that belonged to a victor, while the swordsman listened to him quietly, his posture was calm, his movements did not leave any flaws, and he was always ready to move. Ready to go.

—Is he really going to try to make an enemy of these two?

His fingers were on the bowstring, and his heartbeat almost jumped out of his body.

He couldn't wait any longer, and if the plague was approaching, he would be surrounded by enemies, and he would have no chance of protecting himself, let alone defeating them.

The death of the other party will inevitably turn into a large amount of medicine, this is his last chance to turn the tables!

The arrow was on the string, and it shot at the young master who was still talking!

But at that moment, he saw a pair of smiling eyes.

The young master is looking at him.

Then he heard the wind.

what speed!What kind of power!It was faster and sharper than his arrows!

Mu Xinghe stretched his waist, walking on the street in the early morning, he was so ostentatious, but no one came to attack him.What happened last night had already taught people how cunning and powerful he was, and he appeared even more suspicious if he deliberately showed himself in front of people.

Mu Xinghe was very satisfied with how other people feared him, and when others feared him, he became even more unscrupulous when speaking to Zhong Zijin.He held up the trophy just now—it was a bow, and he said casually: "Orion's bow seems to have 100% hit ability. But you don't need it, and I don't want to use it—why can't you give me some What about some useful things, such as spells with poisonous damage! Freezing! Actively use the excitation shield!"

"I always feel that you are talking about something in your sleep..." Zhong Zijin was merciless, then he touched his sword and said, "But this sword has the effect of making people bleed..."

Mu Xinghe quickly walked away from him.

After arguing for a while, Mu Xinghe got down to business again: "We ate a wave of small fish and shrimps last night. Now that the forces in the world are bigger, I am the only one alive. The Colosseum, the Palace of Bliss, the Phoenix Pavilion, Only the regent and the emperor are left in the palace, and there is no news from the rest of them. I assume that they didn’t devour much, and their strength is probably a little higher than the people last night. So, do you know what this means?”

"What is it?" Zhong Zijin humbly asked for advice.

"We can walk sideways in the capital today!"

"Walk sideways!" Zhong Zijin was eager to try.

"If someone listens to us, we will kill. If no one listens to us, we will go to the gym! Then continue to kill!"

However, Zhong Zijin had grown up anyway, and he was not so easily incited by Mu Xinghe, so he calmed down quickly and said, "What if I make it too big, what should I do if I draw the attention of the court to be violently suppressed?"

"We're just waiting for them," Mu Xinghe smiled triumphantly. "The imperial court's suppression must be very powerful. If we find an opportunity to change our clothes and mix in, then we will successfully enter the imperial city."

Mu Xinghe's expression became a little more serious: "This is also the key to today. We must enter the imperial city today. In a few days, the imperial city will be completely protected, so I would rather kill a few people, and take advantage of their more defensiveness." You can go in when you are relaxed."

When Mu Xinghe said to walk sideways, he was really walking sideways.

No one dared to touch him, but he wanted to provoke others.No one knows how he knew the method to see through his identity, but it is true that the people he captured... almost no dead souls, all of them turned into pills in his hand.

These two are like devils walking in a dead city, dangerous and crazy.

Mu Xinghe swaggered and kicked open the gate of Feng's compound with a defiant look.The servants looked at him in panic, and Mu Xinghe admired the panicked expressions of the people, and smiled happily. The young master himself looked a little evil, so this smile was extremely ferocious in the eyes of others.

"Hey," Mu Xinghe leaned against the door, "where's your young master?"

The nurse raised his stick to go up, but he saw the young swordsman behind the uninvited guest rushing forward, the sword was not out of the sheath, and with an astonishing speed, he not only parried their sticks one by one, but even used his strength to make them one by one. retreat.

Young Master Feng's face was gloomy, and he walked out of the room slowly.

He looked at Mu Xinghe and said, "I regret not killing you that day."

The two of them met once, on the long street, when Mr. Feng was at his happiest, holding a sharp weapon and extraordinary strength, he spared the young master's life in a moment of hesitation.Later he was able to inquire about the young master's deeds, but when he was sure that this person was the one he wanted to kill, he regretted it too much.

He was indeed invincible at the beginning, but he was afraid of repeating the mistakes of General Megatron, so he acted more cautiously. However, as time passed, he found that the object he found was already comparable to him. After a difficult escape, he returned home and never left again. Every day he waited for the plague to approach and escaped while taking advantage of the chaos.

But he didn't expect that this person would come to the door on his own initiative. Mr. Feng's expression was very bad, and he asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

"It's very simple." Mu Xinghe pointed to Zhong Zijin behind him, "He has seen the corpse and knows how you hurt people, and I have information in my hand, so I can count the location of the people you killed. The capital city is well planned. Due to the regular layout of due south, due north, due east and due west, I can simply connect the death positions of several dead people and select the intersecting areas by measuring the absolute distance between the two points. You have the power but you need to inquire about the murder in person , proves that you have no power, well-dressed clothes, that you have surplus money, therefore, you must come from a family of merchants, and the only family of merchants within this range is the Feng family compound."

"Wonderful..." Mr. Feng's face showed a ferocious expression, and the sharp weapon in his hand suddenly appeared, with a compelling light, "But you may not be able to kill me!"

Mu Xinghe didn't move, he even sighed slightly.

It's too late. In this game, the transformation of power and power, the timing of the plague entering the city and the mentality of the dead souls must be grasped.

It was too late for Mr. Feng's family to work hard.

Moonshine Remnant Que is the land of killers, it is a dilapidated garden, in the daytime it looks like a barren landscape, with no human habitation.According to rumors, only at night, there are killers like shadows under the moon wandering in this decaying land, and every time they return, they will bring a lot of blood.

Today's moonlight is still quiet.

In the daylight and the moon shines on the remnant gate, no one is guarding it, but ordinary people dare not step in.Everyone knows that Moonshine Remnant Que is a dangerous place, and just a crow of a jackdaw can startle the mechanism buried in the ground.One after another, from traps and hidden arrows to poisonous mist and mazes, even insects and ants are hard to avoid.

But today, Yuezhao Canque came, and that person took a swordsman through many traps and climbed to the dilapidated small attic of Yuezhao Canque.

Incense was burning in the attic, and someone was half leaning on the couch.

"Trespassing in the women's boudoir, but what a hero does?"

The person being questioned has no sense of guilt. He has long eyebrows, eyes slightly sinister, and there is a terrifying and dangerous smile in his smile: "It depends on whether the other party is an ordinary woman."

The woman inside gave a low laugh: "Your Excellency was able to survive the assassination overnight without any damage, maybe it's not because you want to entrust Yuezhao Canque to kill someone."

"Yes, I don't need others to rob me of my resources," the visitor answered very frankly, "I'm here to do a multiple-choice question for you—give up your name or your life."

The room was silent for a long time, only the fragrance continued to permeate.

"Why?" The woman inside said in a low voice, "You are here, I can summon my subordinates to kill you at will, and take your life silently."

"No, you can't," Mu Xinghe laughed. "You just tried the poisonous incense, and before that, you tried to send people to come, and you tried to activate the magic circle, but we destroyed them one by one. The strength you gained is not as good as outsiders can see." It may be because the assassination made the dead souls not well understand that your fundamental purpose is to bring back the medicine bottle. Therefore, our strength is stronger than yours, and you have no dominance in your own territory. We can only negotiate terms."

Zhong Zijin's hand was already on the sword, and a reply finally came from the room: "Those two conditions... aren't they the same?"

So Mu Xinghe became even happier: "Since you know it, you can replace it with the names of a few people you know, preferably still alive, what do you think?"

"……make a deal."

"Swear by cause and effect."

After achieving his goal, Mu Xinghe was not very happy, because he hardly knew the names he got, and even if he did, it would be difficult for him to think of contact.Mu Xinghe believed that the other party would not lie to him, not because everyone would not be like him, who not only has no credibility, but also likes to talk nonsense.Instead, they swear by cause and effect, and once they violate the agreement, they will inevitably suffer backlash.

"What should I do?" Mu Xinghe was a little distressed, "That's not how the script was written."

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Thank you for calling me Xiandi mine_(:3」∠)_

Originally this chapter was 6000 words...but it hasn't been revised...we have to separate it