In the boundless darkness, there was a soft "burp" sound, as if a giant beast had eaten its fill.
At the same time, in this dark space, there was an incomplete city, and there was also a luxurious mansion.
In this lonely city, every house is brightly lit and the streets are bustling with people, creating a harmonious scene.
Urban residents seem to be unable to see the black fog outside the city. They only see one-third of an acre of their own land. They live their own lives without worries.
"Dong...dong...dong..."
The constant sound, like beating drums, was buried under the hustle and bustle of the city, to the point where one would completely ignore its existence as long as one was not paying attention.
In the center of the city, there was originally nothing but black mist, and it was completely empty.
But just now, a huge and luxurious city lord's palace suddenly appeared, standing tall in the center of the huge city.
It's like a lighthouse, lighting the way forward.
The master bedroom of the City Lord's Mansion can only sleep one person on a hard wooden bed with only a thin quilt.
Sleeping on such a bed is not comfortable. Rich people would not sleep on such a bed. Everything in this room is very ordinary and is incompatible with this luxurious city lord's mansion.
"Huh? Something has changed."
Wu Shirong suddenly opened his eyes, his mind was completely restless and restless.
Although this was his room, all the furnishings were the same as usual, so familiar.
But he just felt that all of this was very unnatural, as if... this was not his bedroom.
He touched the worn quilt under him, and then touched the hard bed board. It still felt that familiar touch.
However, his heart has always been racing against him, something is wrong here.
He stood up and walked out, looking to the right and observing everything in the master bedroom, but found nothing unusual.
I opened the door gently and looked up unconsciously. The sky was as dark as ink, without a trace of light, as if dark clouds had covered the entire sky.
However, the city lord's palace was as bright as day and "busy"
The suspicion in his heart deepened.
"Shua...shua..."
In the yard, an old servant turned his back to him, minding his own business and sweeping the floor.
Wu Shirong just glanced at the old servant and found nothing unusual. However, he felt creepy and the hairs on his body stood up.
A huge sense of panic for no reason came over him, so frightened that he almost turned around and ran away.
Fortunately, he held back, pretending to be nonchalant, and left the backyard unhurriedly.
His right hand held the pendant on his chest tightly. The sweat in his palm soaked the pendant, making it slippery and slippery. It felt bad, but he was too nervous to let go.
When I finally walked out of the backyard, I couldn't see the strange old servant, but along the way, those servants were not normal.
Although he manages his subordinates very strictly, what kind of work are you doing this late at night?
"Are they crazy?"
When he was approaching the door, the touch of Wu Shirong's right hand finally reached his brain.
He was suddenly surprised to find that the pendant in his hand was exuding a cool breath, like a trickle, first flowing into his body, then going straight to his mind, and finally hitting his soul.
"Is it what keeps me awake?"
This time, Wu Shirong held the pendant tighter.
At this moment, a whisper sounded in his ears, it was sinister and very scary.
"We respect the city lord, it's so late, where do you want to go?"
Wu Shirong put his hand on the door latch, and was only one step away from escaping the city lord's mansion.
However, his body was stiff and unable to move.
His memory has always been very good, which is his biggest reliance from a beggar to today.
Therefore, he instantly recognized who the owner of this voice was.
That was a taboo that he didn't want to think of, and it was the origin of his daily nightmares over the years.
"What? Our respected Lord City Lord has remembered."
Wu Shirong slowly turned around and looked at the owner of the voice. He was a young nobleman with a handsome face.
Sure enough it was him!
Wu Shirong's face was pale and his heart was ashen.
Wu Shirong was deeply impressed by the young nobleman's face and could never forget it. When he was young... he could see it every day. He was so familiar with it that he would never forget it for the rest of his life.
The young nobleman gently touched the red doorpost and said with emotion.
"After thirty years of separation, everything will be the same again when we look back."
Wu Shirong managed to calm down and said with a sad smile.
"So, you came to me for revenge."
The young nobleman shook his head and said seriously.
"No, I'm here to collect debt."
"If you say so, it's okay!"
Wu Shirong held the pendant tightly in his right hand and looked at him with burning eyes.
"But what if I don't pay it back?"
The young nobleman smiled contemptuously and said.
"This is not up to you! For thirty years, you have stolen all of my life. Today is the time to pay back."
"Steal? Didn't you voluntarily ask me to be your substitute?"
The young nobleman looked angry and scolded.
"Haha, but you tore up our agreement and sent someone to assassinate me!"
It turns out that the young nobleman is the real Wu Shirong.
"Wu Shirong" had calmed down a lot at this time and retorted.
"No, you violated the agreement first. We agreed that I want power and wealth, and you want freedom. However, you came back and returned to Qingyu City, leaving me exposed at any time."
Having said this, he roared angrily.
"I don't want to kill you, but you shouldn't come back. I am the city lord, and my identity cannot be exposed, so you must die!"
The real Wu Shirong's eyes were full of hatred, and he floated to the stand-in, stared into his eyes, and murmured to himself.
"You know, I have always just wanted to be free. I don't care about the glory and wealth you want. I came back because..."
Having said this, a look of happiness appeared on his face, and then he looked at the substitute fiercely and said angrily.
"But it doesn't matter anymore. Everything has been ruined by you. You deserve to die!"
His hand suddenly turned into a big hand of black mist and grabbed directly at "Wu Shirong".
"Wu Shirong" naturally will not sit still and wait for death. He has finally reached this point and still doesn't want to die.
"Zi..."
The black energy was blocked by a golden light.
"ah…"
The black mist retracted, Wu Shirong looked at the four fingers and laughed angrily.
"Okay, okay, you actually used my Wu family's heirloom against me, you go to hell!"
At this moment, the lights in the entire city lord's palace were extinguished, and they fell into darkness again, the kind where you couldn't even see your fingers.
"Zi..."
…
At the same time, in a dark and deserted alley in the city, three people, one man and two women, appeared silently.
Seeing that he was not discovered, a masked woman looked at the young man and asked softly.
"Are you sure there's no problem?"
"There is no problem. As long as there is no special attention, it will not be discovered."
At this time, another woman stretched her head and looked to the left and right.