Saving The Black Immortal Venerable

Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yungui were also wearing Wuji style outer clothing. They were obviously incompatible with the immortal style clothes and Quicksand City. They attracted a lot of attention along the way.

There was a wine shop not far from the city gate. Jiang Shaoci stopped in front of the door and asked, "Where is there a place to grab medicine?"

Mu Yungui stood behind Jiang Shaocai and looked at this place silently. This wine shop is small and old. The roof is very low. The distance between the table and the table is very close. If you don't pay attention to it, you will encounter people next to you. It's not a meal now. There are only two tables of guests in the restaurant. A swordsman wearing a hat sits at one table. He is carrying a sword behind his back and is drinking alone in silence. There was a table full on the other side, they were yelling, and there were several sacks piled up next to the seats. The bottom of the sack was soaked and liquid was slowly leaking out. Looking at the viscosity, Mu Yungui didn't think it was water.

A red-robed and enchanting lady proprietress walked to the table to deliver the food, a customer squeezed a hand on the proprietress's hips, and the proprietress was not annoyed, she turned her head back and smiled charmingly at him, as if she didn't dare to resist. But Mu Yungui could see that she had a short knife tied to her leg.

It stands to reason that Mu Yungui and Jiang Shaoci wore white clothes, and they were conspicuous enough in the dark quicksand city, but until Jiang Shaoci spoke, the people inside turned around and looked around as if they had just discovered them. The proprietress saw a handsome boy coming and greeted him with a smile: "Yeah, here is a new visitor. What kind of medicine does Lang Jun want to catch, a medicine for killing, a medicine for saving people, or a medicine for lovesickness?"

As he said, the lady boss glanced across Jiang Shaocai's chin, and smiled ambiguously: "If it's the latter kind, there will be a concubine here too."

The diners at the table yelled displeasedly: "Niang Yun, the wine is empty, come and add wine!"

"Isn't it just a little white face, I'm afraid the hair doesn't grow even, you rush to paste it, can you stand up to it?"

The man was talking bad words, and everyone at the table laughed. The expression on Jiang Shaocai's face did not change. The sword on the back of the solo swordsman at the other side of the wine shop suddenly flew out, rushed to the wine table with lightning speed, pierced the wooden board, and the tip of the sword would stop at the man who was just joking Before the crotch.

The wine glasses and jugs on the table burst together, splashing water, but the dishes were not broken at all. Everyone's face changed, especially the person who spoke, his face was livid, but he didn't dare to move, and his lips were trembling faintly.

The wine shop was quiet inside and out. The swordsman who had been dull and drinking also put down the cup, finally raised the hat and looked at the door.

Jiang Shaocai casually said: "If you don't drink well, drink less. I can't control my mouth. I won't have such good luck next time."

Jiang Shaocai said a pun, and the people on the wine table looked angry, but they didn't dare to move rashly. They were doing the business of licking blood in the city of Quicksand. Before going out, no one knew whether they could see the sun tomorrow. The reaction was not unpleasant. But the young man just grabbed the sword from the other end of the wine shop and threw it at them in the air, but no one could react.

You know, sitting at the back table is the third-ranked killer in Quicksand City.

When did Quicksand City have more people like this?

Everyone stared at the door with jealousy, and the proprietress of the wine shop instantly respected, and stopped doing all the enchanting behaviors. She straightened her body and said, "Go west along this street, and the penultimate alley is selling medicine. The entrance of the hall. The left side is the murderer, and the right side is the rescuer."

Jiang Shaoci didn't say a word, and when he turned around to see Mu Yun returning, his voice naturally lowered, "Let's go."

Mu Yungui glanced inside silently, nodded, and left Jiang Shao.

After Jiang Shaoci smashed the place at the wine shop, Mu Yungui obviously felt that the if there was nothing on the road, his eyes were getting less. The proprietress of the wine shop did not dare to lie, and they soon arrived at the place where the medicine was sold. However, there are many places to kill people in Liusha City, but there are very few places to save people.

There were only three pharmacies on the right half of the street. Jiang Shaocai asked them one by one. When the other party heard of the magic shark, he shook his head and said that he couldn't be cured. The last doctor simply closed the box and waved to them impatiently: "The sound waves of the mackerel have no solution, wait for death."

Jiang Shaocai narrowed his eyes when he looked at the doctor who described the ugly and stubborn rat. He turned his head and said to Mu Yungui: "Go out and wait for me."

Mu Yungui understood that Jiang Shaocai had to use some unnatural methods again. She nodded slightly, walked outside silently, stopped at the intersection far away, not looking at the direction of the store.

When Mu Yun returned to the waiting group, his eyes were also looking at the city. Although Liusha City's business is not very decent, there are rows of houses along the way, and the streets are horizontal and vertical. They are not as good as Guxu City and Fuyu City. Compared with its environment, it can be regarded as a good law and order. Everyone on the street was armed with weapons, and most of them covered their faces, and even the thin, vagrant old man on the side of the road looked unkind. But at least, no one blatantly burned, killed, and looted in Quicksand City.

A group of desperadoes will not have the concept of order, but it can only show that there is a more fierce and powerful existence here, which sets the rules for Quicksand City.

For example, the place where Fang Muyun returned to his station was clearly divided into functional areas. A street specializing in medicine is the street where they are located; a street with people in black who cover their faces constantly coming in and out, which looks like a murderous business; there is also a street singing and dancing constantly, with low-quality powder floating everywhere. Xiang, the barely dressed woman writhes...

Although Mu Yungui hadn't seen it before, she probably guessed where it was. She was a little embarrassed, turned her eyes silently, and looked to the other side.

She stood at the intersection, dressed in white, out of sync with the surrounding scene. The place was dirty even in the sun, but she stood there, and she just separated her from the surroundings by a barrier, as if even the land she was stepping on was clean.

None of the people who come and go do not look at her. Some people take their eyes back after a secret glance. An abnormality is a demon. The beautiful flowers do not stay in Quicksand City unless the flowers are poisonous or there are people behind them; but there are also some people who are bold and upright. Look up, and even come up to pick one or two.

He Wei walked down from the second floor. On the way, an unclothed woman stretched out her arm to hug him, but he pushed away in disgust. He had noticed this woman a long time ago. Every time a newcomer enters Quicksand City, it is a big event. If it is a woman, it is even more worth talking about. Such a woman does not belong to Quicksand City at first glance. He Wei guessed that before she stepped into Xiliusha, she might not even have seen the brothel of Chufang.

A flower blooming in the sun is carefully held by the hand, and everything you see is beautiful. The greedy, ugly, and not-so-beautiful things in the world have been rejected long ago, and they don't deserve to enter her eyes.

He Wei hates such clean things. Some people feel pity when they see the beautiful, but when He Wei sees it, they just want to chop it off, crush it, and step on it. No matter how noble and beautiful a woman is, here, like the cheapest prostitute, she can only shake her body and beg for mercy.

The crown prince refused to kill the woman, and he got over like a baby, He Wei was already out of anger. Now that I saw a woman with exactly the same temperament and even more refined appearance than that woman, she didn't hit He Wei's anger. He Wei didn't dare to disobey the prince, but he still couldn't clean up a new lamb?

He Wei walked straight towards Mu Yungui, and the people on the street saw He Wei's movements and bowed their heads silently, avoiding them from a distance. They all recognized that this was the powerful arm next to the San Ye in the City Lord's Mansion. He acted the most fierce, and he offended him, even death was uncomfortable.

Mu Yungui felt that someone was coming, and Liuli-like eyes turned and looked at He Wei quietly.

What I saw upstairs was a profile face, and now I stand closer and look at the front face, and it looks even more beautiful than I thought. This kind of beauty is not the sweet and greasy beauty of the brothel top brand, but the cold and delicate beauty, like a gorgeous sapphire, born high and unattainable. As for the undesirableness of men, it is never considered by them.

He Wei single-sided lips curled up, smiling evilly and said to Mu Yungui: "Little beauty, just entered the city today?"

With such an outstanding appearance, if he lives in Quicksand City, San Ye must have filed in front of him. Since they don't know, they are newcomers today.

Mu Yungui looked at him coldly and asked, "What's the matter?"

You see, even the voice is so cold and arrogant, like a princess patrolling subjects, condescending to ask "what's the matter." He Wei's malice in his heart is even worse, he lightly looked at Mu Yungui's cheeks and said, "Nothing, I want to give it to my sister. Point to the clear road. There are only two ways for women to enter the city of Quicksand, one is them."

He Wei pointed to the half-undressed woman in the brothel, and then slowly pointed his thumb at himself, saying, "Second, follow the strong."

Mu Yungui quietly scanned the smiling women behind her, her expression still calm as before. He Wei thought she understood, and came forward to pull her. As soon as his hand approached, Mu Yun Gui drew his sword sharply, and there was a chill on the Shadow Sword, and the ground was immediately frosted.

The expression on Mu Yungui's face was still cold, his lips slightly opened, and he said, "You take a step closer, don't blame me for being polite."

"Yeah." He Wei pressed his tongue against his cheek and smiled unkindly. "The little lady has a big tone. I'd like to see how you are so kind."

Seeing the sword in Mu Yungui's hand, He Wei became more and more sure that Mu Yungui's background was extraordinary, maybe he was still a young lady spoiled by those family members. There is no shortage of immortal traitors in Liusha City, but there are still a few who can carry such a good magic weapon around.

The evil thoughts in He Wei's heart are even worse. As long as he is returned to Muyun, he can enjoy the beauty for a period of time, and he can also sit on countless magic weapons, which is simply a profit. He Wei hasn't touched the treasures of the Xianmen family yet, and I don't know if this beauty's skin feels as smooth and delicate as Lingbao.

He Wei's eyes were dark and dark, which made people uncomfortable. Mu Yungui was no longer polite, and drew his sword at He Wei's hand. If He Wei hadn't avoided it quickly, it was his hand that had fallen to the ground now.

He Wei loosened his wristbands and sneered: "There are two times, but I underestimated you. But if you come two days earlier, you will know that you must not provoke him in Quicksand City."

He Wei loosened his sleeves, his right knuckle stretched continuously, and finally turned into a half-human half-animal claw. He Wei slowly moved his fingers and walked towards Mu Yun's return step by step: "Your grandfather He, I rely on these two hands to sweep Xiliusha, and I have not lost yet. Those people in the dungeon of the city lord’s mansion, half of the intestines are the intestines of He. from."

Mu Yungui swept He Wei's hand, his face was slightly dark, and he was in a serious battle. He Wei's hand is not like a human hand, it is more like the claws of a beast that grows on a person under a certain mutation, and finally becomes this inhuman and ghost appearance. The most feared thing about Warcraft is the strength of skin and flesh, the indestructible claws, coupled with the flexibility and mobility of people, can use all kinds of magic tricks, it can be said to be extremely difficult.

Mu Yun returned to the shark's poison, and his energy was not as good as before, so he barely fought a mental battle. He Wei rushed over, Mu Yungui grabbed his claws with the sword grid, and at this moment, his other arm suddenly swelled and turned into a devil's claw, and he grabbed Mu Yungui's shoulder again and again.

He has both hands mutated? Mu Yungui was shocked, and her sword was grabbed by He Wei's right hand and could not be pulled away. Seeing that the claws were about to fall, Mu Yungui was about to leave the sword to retreat, and a shadow suddenly cast behind him. The slender and white hand raised from behind her shoulder and stopped He Wei's arm.

Mu Yun turned back and found that Jiang Shaocai didn't know when he was standing behind her, staring at He Wei with no expression. The muscles on He Wei's arm violently squeezed down, but the claws strengthened by the devil's energy did not move.

Jiang Shaocai was in the sight of everyone, holding He Wei's wrist, and slowly turning in a circle. He Wei broke out in pain in an instant. Jiang Shao said without changing his face, "Just transplanting a pair of demon claws, which are nondescript, non-human or non-beast, dare to come out presumptuous?"

He Wei's two arms turned into claws, and his exaggerated muscles burst his clothes, making him look like a hill. Jiang Shaocai was slender and thin, dressed in white, standing in front of He Wei and the contrast was very different. But that's it, Jiang Shaocai held He Wei's wrist with one hand, and easily broke his arm. He Wei struggled like crazy during the period, but Jiang Shaocai hadn't shaken his figure.

The screams resounded across the street, and no matter how many people were murdering, selling themselves, or other businesses, they were all quiet at this moment, and no one dared to speak. Jiang Shaocai let go, and He Wei immediately fell to the ground, holding his hands and wailing constantly.

Mu Yungui had put away the Shadow Sword, she gently pulled Jiang Shaocai's sleeve, and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Shaocai glanced at the ground coldly, turned and left as if looking at a tuft of dead meat. Jiang Shaoci and Mu Yungui walked over, and the people around immediately avoided their eyes and pretended to do their own things. Someone secretly wipes sweat in his heart, and he knows that there must be evil beasts guarding the beautiful fairy flowers. The more fairy the flowers, the more evil the evil beasts. These people still don't believe it. Look, it's a harder iron plate.

He Wei fell to the ground, looking at his abolished left hand, very unwilling. How much hardship he had suffered to transplant these two beast claws, he was ruined by a young boy after a few days of no success!

He Wei was unwilling. He stared at Mu Yungui with evil eyes, and cursed fiercely: "If you have the ability, don't let her be single. As long as she is single, I will sell her until..."

He Wei didn't finish, his jaw was kicked and dislocated. Jiang Shaocai walked over with no expression on his face, stepped on He Wei's hand, and asked, "What did you say?"

With blood flowing in He Wei's mouth, he couldn't speak at all. Jiang Shaocai squatted down, holding He Wei's fingers, breaking his bones piece by piece.

"I wanted to keep you alive, it was you who wanted to die. I hate ugly things that don't know good or bad in my life. If you dare to say one more thing, I chopped you off to feed the dog."

When the people on the street met, they took a breath. They all saw how terrifying He Wei's ghost claws were. Once there was a woman who couldn't bear the humiliation and hid a Tier 3 sword charm in her mouth to kill him. The woman died on the spot, but He Wei blocked the vitals with her hand, and the skin on her palm did not break. Everyone in Quicksand City knew that the three-star monk's sword couldn't hurt He Wei's hand.

With such a weapon, coupled with He Wei's vicious style and bloodthirsty, gradually no one in Quicksand City dared to fight against He Wei, I am afraid that only He Wei can constrain in front of the city lord and San Ye. As a result, now, they watched as a beautiful young man kicked He Wei and broke He Wei's claws in a general tone of "the weather is very good today"?

Broken? !

The impact of the scene in front of the people in Quicksand City was too strong, and they looked at each other and couldn't react. Mu Yungui stood not far away, sighing silently.

You said, what do these people have to mess with him?

Jiang Shaocai thought of Mu Yungui's poisonous body and lack of energy, so he reluctantly held back his breath and kicked the **** away. Jiang Shaoci looked terrifying in front of the others like a territorial vicious dog. He was very kind when facing Mu Yun's return, and even lowered his voice: "It's not clean over there, don't look at it, let's go."

After the two left, He Wei fell to the ground and groaned painfully. Soon someone walked out of the alley and carried He Wei and left.

City Lord's Mansion, Dungeon.

The light was dim, the air was damp and dull, the smell of blood and sewage mixed in it, as if the sun had never been shining. He Wei's hands were clasped by chains, and his body was already covered with scars.

The executioner lifted the whip and was about to pull it down, and the person sitting in the shadow gently lifted his finger. When the people next to him saw it, they winked immediately, and the executioner put away his whip, bowed his head and walked back.

The person in the shadow put down his legs and slowly walked out of the darkness. He was dressed in an exquisitely crafted black brocade, three-fingered jade belt bound his waist, and even the boots were exquisitely patterned and immaculate.

The leather boots stepped on the ground, making a rhythmic soft noise. Da, Da, Da, his steps are not hurried, but the hearts on both sides are tightly grasped.

"He Wei, I have always trusted you very much. If there is a traitor in the city lord's mansion, you will be the first to rule out. However, you also let me down."

He Wei's chin has been taken, he lowered his head, and said, dying, "I was wrong, Sanye, please spare my life."

The man took a long time and asked: "What's wrong?"

"I failed to fight with others, and lost the face of San Ye in front of the entrance of the sixteenth hall."

The man known as San Ye smiled softly. When he appeared in this environment, he looked like sword eyebrows and stars, and Zhou Zheng was elegant. Huo Li shook his head, with some regrets in his tone: "Victory or defeat is commonplace in the military, and I am not someone who can't afford to lose. But when you entered the city lord's mansion on the first day, I told you that I am not like my father's side. There are many taboos, and there are only three rules. First, don’t open a brothel; second, don’t mess with immortals; third, don’t betray. He Wei, tell me, what are you going to do in that brothel?"

He Wei's lips trembled, his face ashen as dead. Huo Li smiled lightly, as if amused herself: "Isn't it going to bed?"

He Wei knew he was completely finished. If he just loses his hand and can no longer help San Ye charge into battle, San Ye will keep him somehow and let him take an idle position in the City Lord's Mansion. But he violated the taboo of the third master, and stepped on all three at the same time.

He Wei has no sympathy for women, and he acts only to vent animal desires. He went to the brothel today not for fun, but to collect protection fees.

He committed the first taboo, clashed with a newcomer with an apparently immortal background, and aroused the suspicion of the third master. San Ye hates someone deceiving him the most. Today, He Wei may not have a good end.

The screams in the depths of the prison sounded again. Huo Li walked out of the shadow leisurely, and when the maid saw him coming out, she immediately knelt down and respectfully served Huo Li to wash her hands. A man in black stood beside him, looking like he had been waiting for a long time: "San Ye, I've found it out."

Huo Li let the maid wipe his fingers and gave him a soft reply.

"The man who went to Old Strange Chen's shop asked about medicines for the treatment of shark voice poison."

Huo Li retracted her hand, and the maid quickly stepped aside, holding the utensil and stepped back quietly. Huo Li tidied his sleeves and smiled unclearly: "Sailor? It seems that they came from the west. It's rare to be able to cross the West Sea."

He slowly raised his eyes, and the light in his eyes was uncertain: "There is such a powerful person in Quicksand City, how can I not visit one or two as the master."