He still wanted to live a good life, and he didn't want to die in an unknown way, let alone die without even a corpse.
He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only stand there and smile awkwardly.
It's really too difficult, too difficult.
I thought that being an evil cultivator could lead a free and carefree life, especially when the evil cultivators occupied Yancheng and he became the leader of a small team.
But how could he have imagined that they would meet someone who liked to poke and prod in secret.
Until now, he didn't know whether those people were sect disciples or clan guards of the clan. Now he didn't dare to sleep too hard every night, for fear that he wouldn't be able to open his eyes the next day.
"Why don't you get out quickly?"
The leader looked at him standing there with a silly smile and cursed.
"If you can't even guard the city gate, then this leader won't be able to keep you. You should know the consequences of neglecting your duty."
"Yes, leader, my subordinates will guard the city gate right now and ensure that no more common people will be allowed to leave, let alone another disciple of the sect come in!"
With that said, the patrol leader turned around and ran away. The leader felt a little scary, as if he wanted to twist his head off.
Seeing that the patrol leader left, the leader's face became even colder, because what he had to face next was even more terrifying. If his master learned the news about him, he didn't know how he would lose his temper.
But he had to report it. He had lost so many manpower at once, so it was inevitable that there would be omissions.
What's more, he had to report this matter himself. If someone else reported it, he would really be finished. The master would not even give him a chance to explain.
Thinking about it, he lifted his feet and walked out. He had to report the matter to his master immediately, and he had to go himself.
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Outside the yard, he carefully observed the surroundings and found that no one was following him, so the leader left in a carriage.
But what he didn't know was that the person didn't follow him, but there was a piece of paper posted on his carriage. No matter where his carriage went, it would be known by others.
"This paper man is so powerful, he can also stalk people."
The Ninth Senior Brother of Mingyue Sect came with Qian Yizheng and was amazed when he saw a small paper figure in Qian Yizheng's hand directly attached to the carriage.
He has never even seen this thing before. It's a good thing, but it's a pity that it doesn't belong to them.
Moreover, the paper man does not breathe, and does not have the breath of a living person. Even if it is stalking the person, it will not be discovered. Even if it is seen, it will be regarded as just a piece of waste paper.
"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and catch up."
Qian Yizheng glanced at Brother Ninth and stepped onto the carriage.
It was effortless for him to follow a carriage with two feet, but for the ninth senior brother of Mingyue Sect, it was not necessarily the case.
Iwa City is neither big nor small. It takes about half a day to get from the city gate to the inner city. This is when horses and carriages can run very fast.
And when they walk, they are naturally very tired.
By the time they arrived at the place where the carriage stopped, Brother Ninth was almost reduced to a dog because he was so tired.
"City Lord's Mansion, this evil cultivator actually lives in the City Lord's Mansion?"
When Brother Ninth saw the words City Lord's Mansion, he was a little confused. Could it be that even the City Lord's Mansion was occupied by evil cultivators? Then the people in this City Lord's Mansion are too weak, right?
"What's so strange about this?"
Qian Yizheng glanced at him and asked.
If the City Lord's Mansion in Yancheng was still there, could those evil cultivators be so arrogant?