The narrow and congested streets were now empty and without anyone.
In the outer city, most of the sallow and skinny humans are now hiding in their rooms, shivering and not daring to go out.
"The shaking sound just now could be that the rebels came in, right?"
"The rebels are so powerful!"
"It turns out to be the rebels. They are human beings like us. I hope they can win."
"It's useless for them to win!"
"Is it possible that we can still drive out the noble gentlemen?
Even if they win the battle and are in the limelight, who will clean up the mess?
The nobles are angry, why don't they vent their anger on us innocent people? Alas, many people will probably die tragically today."
"But... they are our kind after all, and it is the nobles who bully us..."
A group of people communicated in whispers, with complicated thoughts, and everyone had their own opinions.
On the street, a man in black walked quickly, looking hurried.
At this moment, a special bird song suddenly came.
The man in black's expression changed slightly, and he immediately walked towards the direction where the birdsong was.
About a few dozen breaths later, his figure appeared in an abandoned yard.
There were two people in the yard, one was the familiar Wu Xiang, and the other was a fat man wearing silk and satin.
"Deacon Li, it's a big deal!" the fat man said, the fat on his face trembling.
This fat man is from the rebels and has been dormant in Yunxue City.
His business was quite successful, he was favored by the nobles, and he also had some connections in the inner city.
So if something happens in the inner city, he can get the news immediately.
"What happened?" Deacon Li in black asked.
First there was shock, and then the strategist from the Blood Tiger Gang said that someone was going on a killing spree in the inner city.
"Dead, all dead!" the fat man said anxiously, he was so confused that he couldn't speak clearly.
"Quiet." Deacon Li's voice was clear and crisp, shocking the fat man's mind.
The fat man then calmed down and organized his speech: "A strong man entered the inner city and killed... the daughter of the Cunning God, a princess!"
"What...kill the princess?" Deacon Li breathed rapidly.
The so-called princess is the descendant of the strange god!
That is the God of Creation, a god-level powerhouse who suppresses the Kuijin world.
As a result, he was actually killed!
This breaks the sky!
"The Blood of Thorns is chasing him?" Deacon Li asked.
Now he was a little uneasy, wondering whether he should accept this man to join the rebels.
After all, it could lead to disaster for them.
"No!" Unexpectedly, the fat man shook his head and said, "He is the one who is killing those nobles!"
"What?" Deacon Li didn't understand.
After beheading Princess Gui Shen, she refused to escape and continued to kill those who were neither human nor Gui in the city. She was seeking death.
There are more than a dozen heaven-level experts stationed in the city.
That mysterious strong man is so powerful.
"If he had left immediately, he might still have survived. If he kills the nobles now, I'm afraid... he will be surrounded by the elders of the Blood of Thorns!" Deacon Li guessed, feeling anxious in his heart.
"No!" Fatty said, "He has already killed all the elders of the Blood of Thorns!"
"What?" Deacon Li was completely shocked.
Some couldn't believe what the fat man said.
Although Yunxue City is not a big city, there are still more than a dozen heaven-level experts.
All killed?
Where did this ruthless person come from, so powerful?
You know, the rebel army they belong to is already considered the most powerful rebel army nearby.
There are only three heaven-level experts.
Now, a ruthless person has come and slaughtered all the Thornblood elders in Cloud Blood City?
"Are you serious?" Deacon Li was still a little in disbelief.
"It's absolutely true. I have already passed this news to the leader!" Fatty said seriously.
If he didn't ensure that the information was correct, how could he dare to pass on this kind of information to the leader.
The leader is a thorn in the side of the Blood of Thorns. If the leader comes to Cloud Blood City because of this matter and is plotted by the Blood of Thorns, he will die without a burial place.
Deacon Li looked at the fat man with a penetrating gaze.
The fat man's scalp is numb.
Wu Xiang said at this time: "I believe in Brother Chu."
Deacon Li's eyes changed again and again, and finally he spoke slowly.
"He killed the elders of the Blood of Thorns and killed wantonly in the city, which will definitely attract the attention of the Devious God.
We have to head to the inner city quickly to remind him to leave!"
Deacon Li’s idea is very simple, go and see if it’s true or false.
If it is true, help that person leave quickly.
After all, that is the deceitful god.
No matter how powerful humans are, how can they fight against gods?
There are a total of ninety-nine strange gods sitting in this Kuijin Realm!
Mortals who rashly offend the divine power will surely die.
As for helping Wu Xiang to meet Qi Yuan, he has already forgotten about it.
Although that Qi Yuan had some strength and killed more than a dozen inner disciples of the Blood Tiger Gang, how could he compare with that terrifying master who roamed the inner city?
"Let's go!" Deacon Li said.
The fat man gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go too!"
Wu Xiang did not speak, and his silence meant that he did not object.
The group of people hurried toward the inner city, with many thoughts in their minds.
Today's outer city areas are both quiet and noisy.
Some humans hid in their rooms and did not dare to come out, while others dragged their families and ran out of the city.
Deacon Li is used to all this.
"I hope the Evil God hasn't taken action yet, otherwise... that senior will be in danger!"
The concept of the invincibility of the Devious God has been engraved in their minds since they were born.
After all, those terrifying ghost gods, not to mention possessing divine power, just have terrifying body shapes that are more than a hundred feet tall, which cannot be dealt with by the heaven-level warriors who use some weak power of heaven and earth.
"Deacon Li, don't worry, the ghost gods are usually practicing in seclusion and rarely come," the fat man said.
The God of Creation is so high up in the sky that even a heaven-level expert may never see one in his life.
"If the evil god had come, I'm afraid... he would have already begun to suppress that senior.
The elder who was able to kill the Blood of Thorns could probably last more than ten breaths in the face of the evil god.
In these ten breaths, there will definitely be aftermath of the battle." Wu Xiangzai reasonably speculated.
If the Ghost God comes, the aftermath of the battle that killed that senior will be heard enough to reach here.
This conjecture is very reasonable. The only flaw is that the Evil God is stronger than imagined. He killed the senior instantly without even the sound of fighting being heard.
Of course, there was another possibility, but Wu Xiang didn't even think about it.
The three of them headed towards the inner city. Suddenly, Deacon Li's eyes widened. He looked ahead with a look of disbelief on his face.
"What's this?"
He looked horrified.
Wu Xiang and Fatty also stared with disbelief on their faces.
The fat on the fat man's face trembled involuntarily.
I saw a huge thing standing in front of me at the entrance to the inner city!
The behemoth was hundreds of feet tall, and the towering city walls looked like toys in front of it.
The dark gray scales, strong body, and erect bloody red devil horns all demonstrate the power of this terrifying existence.
"The God of Deception!"
"This is the Dark Eye of the Dark God!"
The faint red pupils are like lanterns hanging high, cold and ruthless.
Deacon Li met the eyes of the terrifying figure a hundred feet tall, and his body trembled involuntarily.
This is biological instinct!
The evil god has actually arrived!
What to do!
He was confused and confused, but suddenly, his mind suddenly condensed.
"No, why is this weird god motionless!"
Deacon Li noticed something strange.
Only then did the rest of the people wake up, and then took a serious look at the terrifying figure of the strange god.
"Its eyes are bleeding!"
"He's missing a piece of his shoulder and there's a lot of blood!"
"No, look, it seems to have writing on it!"
Everyone looked over and saw that the tall figure had large characters carved on his upper body.
The blood comes out, as if filling the words with paint, and the dripping blood is like the golden edge of the words.
"I am transforming into a mortal, and anyone who disturbs me is like this beast!"
Deacon Li trembled as he read out these words, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
It is only twelve words long and has no literary talent, but Deacon Li read it with a sense of domineering power.
Kill the God of Evil, erect the body of the God of Evil, and leave writings on his body.
How domineering this is!
How majestic this is!
…
"Master...are you back?" Zhao Yan was worried, but when he saw Qi Yuan back, he breathed a sigh of relief.
However, when he saw that Qi Yuan's clothes were all stained red with blood, he became a little worried.
"Master, have you wiped out the Blood Tiger Gang?" Zhao Yan couldn't help but ask.
"Ah, the Blood Tiger Gang? I forgot." Qi Yuan indeed forgot.
This time, everyone was killed in the inner city, and the sword was even curled.
Fortunately, he is not only born with supernatural powers, but also runs very fast, comparable to what netizens call his junior high school classmates.
After working for a long time, I really forgot about the Blood Tiger Gang.
"The Blood Tiger Gang is still there? Master, is the blood on your body?" Zhao Yan was a little confused and didn't know what was happening.
"It's okay, I just killed a random god." Qi Yuan said easily.
"Master, don't say such nonsense!" Zhao Yan said quickly.
"It's getting dark, I have to go to bed." Qi Yuan said and walked to his house.
Zhao Yan looked at his master's back and hesitated to speak.
He was a little worried that the Blood Tiger Gang would cause trouble for his master.
"Alas." Zhao Yan sighed.
About a quarter of an hour later, there was a knock on the door.
Zhao Yan was worried and walked to the yard: "Who?"
"It's me!" came a clear voice.
When Zhao Yan heard the familiar voice, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Hongmei, it's you!"
The door was opened wide, and Hongmei in tight clothes walked in.
Looking at the familiar figure, Zhao Yan showed a happy look on his face.
Three years ago, he picked up a seriously injured and comatose girl in Yunxue City.
This girl is the red plum in front of me.
Hongmei is different from ordinary women. She has always wanted to find the legendary "School Palace".
Regarding the "Xuegong", Zhao Yan only learned about it after listening to Hongmei.
The owner of the "School Palace" is a mysterious existence.
He traveled around the world, recruited apprentices, and wrote ancient books.
Today, the owner of the "School Palace" is in Kuijin Realm.
If they can meet the master of the academy, join the academy, and serve the master of the academy, then it is possible... to get the protection of the master of the academy, or even leave this world.
"We haven't seen you for three years, Zhao Yan, you are still the same!" Hongmei looked at Zhao Yan with a bright look on her face.
"Hongmei, why are you back?" Zhao Yan had uncontrollable joy on his face.
Once upon a time, he was attracted to red plums.
"Tell you good news..."
"Have you found the academy?" Zhao Yan said happily.
"Yes!" Hongmei nodded, "Two years ago, I looked for traces of the academy and finally met the students of the academy. Finally... after some setbacks and tribulations, I passed the test and joined the academy."
Hongmei said it lightly, but Zhao Yan knew that the process was definitely not that simple.
"Congratulations!" Zhao Yan was really happy for Hongmei.
Joining the mysterious academy means that you can escape from this cage.
"Now, the master of the academy has come to the Dark Pupil Territory to collect information about the world and compile ancient books, so I came here with some senior sisters and brothers." Hongmei said, "Because it is not far from Yunxue City, I wanted to come back.
Take a look."
Hongmei looked at Zhao Yan, her eyes a little complicated, with a little emotion.
"Hey, you were unwilling to leave with me last time. Now that I have found the Academy, would you like to join the Academy with me... By the way, if you are worried about your master, you can take him with you!" Hongmei looked forward to it.
With Zhao Yan.
At first, she invited Zhao Yan to go with her to find the Academy, but Zhao Yan refused.
"I..." Zhao Yan looked embarrassed, "My master's temperament means that he will not go to the academy.
It was not easy for Master to raise me, so I want to support him until the end of his life!"
He always kept his master's kindness in mind.
Moreover, now that his master has offended the Blood Tiger Gang, how can he abandon his master and ignore him?
Hongmei was a little disappointed when she heard this.
However, it is Zhao Yan's temperament that she values, right?
If Zhao Yan was mean and unfeeling, she wouldn't like him.
"I happen to be staying here for a while. Is it okay to stay here for the night?" Hongmei did not mention the invitation to Zhao Yan to join the academy.
After all, she was not sure that Zhao Yan would definitely be able to join the academy.
"No problem!" Zhao Yan said happily.
"By the way, have any interesting events happened in Yunxue City recently? As you know, the master of the academy wants to record the world's major events and compile them into a book."
"It seems... not." Zhao Yan shook his head.
It was a big deal for them to offend the Blood Tiger Gang.
But from a historical perspective, this is just a trivial matter.
"It's okay, let's talk slowly." Hongmei didn't take it seriously.
Meeting old friends again is like meeting the sweet rain after a long drought.
…
Among the mountains and rivers.
The young girl followed behind the old man in robe, with a confused look on her face.
"Grandpa, something big happened. I rarely see you smiling like this."
The old man in robes has a face full of vicissitudes of life, and his back is hunched, like an old man who has been tortured by the years.
But he is the famous master of the academy.
"I am transforming into a mortal, and anyone who disturbs me is like this beast!"
"Okay, okay! This time in Kuijinjie, just this scene is worth it!"
The master of the academy laughed heartily. He had not been so happy for a long time.
When the young girl heard this, she immediately accepted the information that had just been compiled. After a moment, a look of emotion appeared on her face.
"I didn't expect that such heroes would appear in enemy-occupied areas." The young girl sighed with emotion.
In enemy-occupied areas, kill the evil spirits.
what does that mean?
This means that there will be an endless supply of enemies.
This means that the whole world will be our enemy!
The strange gods in Kuijin Realm will gather together and join forces to kill.
Even if you escape this disaster, the strange gods from other worlds will come and you will not be able to hide at all.
"I really want to see such a hero, but I don't want to... After the destruction of the Shenmu Universe, no one knows that our Shenmu Universe once had a brilliant civilization and those respectable heroes who succeeded us!"
The book that the master of the academy wants to write is called "Outline of World History".
He was afraid that after the Shenmu Universe was destroyed, no one would remember this great and brilliant universe.
The civilization of the universe thus withered until it was forgotten by everyone.
So, he traveled around the world, measured with his feet, recorded with his pen, and wrote "Outline of World History".
