Chapter 1007: Addicted to Demons and Destroyed Evil [2]
On the other hand, Xia Liu, Xia Jian and others followed Baili Wenrou. Although they were not strong, they still had to fulfill their professional duties as mercenaries to protect Baili Wenrou.
At this time, the city gate was wide open and the streets inside were silent.
Baili's gentle eyes scanned the surroundings lightly, and then walked all the way towards the city.
"It smells so bad. What does it smell like?" Xia Jian pinched his nose. Everything in the city was filled with that disgusting sour smell. He didn't notice it just now because of the tense situation outside, but when he came in, he was smelled by the smell.
A flash of darkness flashed across Baili Gentle's pupils, and he said in an indifferent voice, "It's a corpse..."
"Corpse...corpse?" Shana felt that her stomach wanted to boil. At this time, she held Mo Yu's little hand and pulled her closer.
However, although Mo Yu is young, what has he not seen before following the Malt Mercenary Group? So it is different from the reactions of other children, but he is also a little nervous.
Jiang Xun looked at his team members and said, "Everyone, be careful!"
Those secret soldiers couldn't possibly be the ones at the city gate. The quieter it was at this time, the weirder it became.
But at this time, Baili Wenrou was on guard for a long time. Could the person in the dark finally be unable to bear it any longer?
The Mo sword circled around the space and returned to Baili Gentle's hand.
"Critical City is close to Mengmei Forest. If anyone succeeds in acquiring this area, the resources available to him will be immeasurable!" Xia Liu also sighed.
Xia Liu, Xia Jian and others' eyes widened. They couldn't dodge and would be shot away.
Generally speaking, such a sudden fight, especially for a central location like Critical City, does not have any obvious benefits. It will also be very difficult to snatch, but it is still so chaotic. Then you must have something valuable behind you.
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Jiang Xun explained, "You don't know something. The Southern Mist Kingdom is a barbaric land. It is chaotic to begin with. They don't care if they kill by mistake? They just want to use this method to provoke and deter the other three countries."
But Baili Rouwen curled her lips inexplicably, "It's fake to seize the city, but it's real if there's some treasure coming out!"
But before he could finish his soft words, suddenly a powerful air flow surged from the darkness, and a black figure shot towards them with strong energy. It turned out to be a late-stage Jindan powerhouse.
"Since Critical City is the transfer point of the four imperial capitals, then everyone who enters the city may be from the four imperial capitals. Then why do your secret soldiers from the Southern Mist Kingdom do this? You are not afraid of killing people from your own country." Bai Bai
Li Wenwen was puzzled.
"Ah!" The man in black staggered back in pain.
Baili raised his lips tenderly and contemptuously, and the long sword in his hand pierced the void at a speed invisible to the naked eye, directly breaking the palm of the man's hand. The demon-loving sword destroyed the evil, and the monk injured by the demon-loving sword was absolutely in pain from the violence.
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Unexpectedly, Baili Wenrou would think of this. Jiang Xun and others were stunned, and then suddenly Xia Liu remembered something, "It is true that Menmei Lin has been full of traces of the royal family recently..."
At this time, in some dark places around the streets, a large group of men in black rushed in. They surrounded Baili Wenrou, the Malt Mercenary Group and others.
The clothes were exactly the same as the secret soldiers just now, and they were all obviously from the Southern Mist Kingdom.
Ignoring these hidden soldiers, Baili Wenwen and the Malt Mercenary Group all focused their attention on the tall middle-aged man in front of them.
The man has a face with dark skin and a pair of inverted triangular eyes like poisonous snakes. He is looking at Baili Wenwen. He is dressed like a barbarian with a braid on his head and a pair of scimitars at his waist. He is covering his head with the quilt.
The demon-hungry sword penetrated the palm of his hand, and his expression wanted to tear Baili Rouwen into pieces.