An unknown old farmer's unknown big rooster crows loudly.
The next moment, a stone thrown by an unknown enthusiastic crowd silenced the unknown big rooster, allowing people in this unknown area to sleep peacefully.
In a corner of this unknown area, the people in the courtyard woke up to the crowing of cocks, stood up directly, and lit the oil lamp, illuminating the face of the old farmer.
The old farmer shook Mr. Bai awake, stretched out his hand and handed over a cold, hard dry biscuit. He also took out a dry biscuit, broke it into pieces bit by bit, and ate it.
In the depressing atmosphere, Mr. Bai did not dare to speak and ate the cold dry biscuits silently. After he finished eating, the old farmer stood up directly and said expressionlessly.
"Let's go, the city gate will open in two quarters of an hour. Let's leave the city."
Mr. Bai didn't say anything and followed silently.
Walking out of the house, the waning moon still hung in the sky, reluctant to go down. As the morning sun rose, the earth was still shrouded in night. Day and night alternated. As the sun rose and the moon set, the two of them walked on the deserted street one after another.
However, after walking for a long time, there were gradually more and more people on the street. Most of them were hardworking people who got up in a hurry before dawn and started to be busy all day long.
Mixed in the crowd, the old farmers were no different from ordinary farmers rushing to work, while Mr. Bai was like a disobedient son, following behind dejectedly.
Merging from the small street into the main street, heading outward, you soon arrived at the city gate. At this time, the city gate had not yet been opened. Guarded soldiers surrounded the city gate, holding sharp knives, and strictly guarded against anyone approaching the city gate.
The old farmer stood in the crowd and waited quietly like an ordinary person.
The expression on Mr. Bai's face behind the old farmer was a bit off.
The closer he got to the city gate, the paler his face became, and the plain words of the thin old man from the city lord's mansion kept echoing in his mind.
As long as you take one step out of Shouchun, the law enforcement team will enforce the law and kill you!
Kill you!
Kill you!
This voice seemed to be lingering around Mr. Bai's ears like a nightmare, making Mr. Bai's face turn pale with fear.
I shook my head for a while, trying to clear my head, but then I suddenly saw a familiar figure.
I saw a thin young man in the crowd smiling and nodding towards him, as if he was saying hello to an old friend he happened to meet.
Long time no see. What a coincidence.
Yes, what a coincidence.
"No, no, I don't want to leave the city, I don't want to leave the city, I don't want to leave the city."
Suddenly Mr. Bai started to tremble and kept mumbling to himself, becoming more and more crazy.
The old farmer noticed that his brows were furrowed, and his cold eyes glanced at the thin young man.
The thin young man seemed to sense something and looked over, smiling at the old farmer and nodding.
The old farmer did not look at him anymore, but looked at Young Master Bai with an expressionless face, and his eyes became more and more disappointed. Under the disappointment, the old farmer forcefully shocked Young Master Bai and said coldly.
"I will ensure your safety before handing you over to your father. No one can get past me and do anything to you."
Locked and suppressed by the pressure, Mr. Bai was shocked all over, and then looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar uncle in shock. For a moment, even his fear was forgotten for a while, and he gradually calmed down.
When the city gate opened, Mr. Bai's face turned pale, but he still followed the old farmer step by step.
Seeing this, the thin young man smiled and led a group of mercenaries out of the door, grinning at Mr. Bai as he left.
The eight exposed teeth are as white as snow in the morning sun.
The old farmer led Bai Gongzi out of Shouchun among the crowd and walked directly outside without any cover.
When he was about 100 meters out of the city gate, the air behind Mr. Bai became slightly distorted. The old farmer snorted coldly and swept him out with a slap.
Bang!
puff!
A man was swept out of the void, flew out like a bird with broken wings, and sprayed a mouthful of blood mist in the air.
The law enforcer hit the ground, and the crowd immediately dispersed for fear of being involved, but the next moment they gathered together and gathered around to watch.
"The clown."
The old farmer said expressionlessly. Mr. Bai behind him felt relieved and had a slight smile on his face.
And at this moment he was tapped on the shoulder.
Snap!
"Who filmed me?"
The relieved Mr. Bai said casually, but the next moment his face turned pale and his neck became stiff and he turned his head.
The old farmer's face turned cold for a moment, and he quickly pulled out his palm. A figure appeared behind Mr. Bai, almost close to his body, and the knife in his hand just came out, and it was only an inch away from Mr. Bai's neck.
However, just this inch was like the end of the world, and he was swept away in an instant.
The old farmer looked cold.
"It's a good stealth trick, but it can actually be hidden from my spiritual consciousness. You are so proud of yourself.
But your fault is that you are arrogant. You should have taken action immediately.
Then you might still have a chance."
The old farmer said coldly, his eyes full of indifference, and he grabbed the law enforcer who was sneaking over with one hand, obviously intending to strangle this assassin who amazed him.
"Originally I didn't want to take action, but if you want to push further, then I can't help you."
But before he could catch the law enforcer, the old farmer saw a strange smile on his face.
The next moment, the old farmer's nerves were beating wildly, and danger warnings kept hitting his mind.
On Mr. Bai's back, a small bag that does not exist at all in the spiritual world is attached to his clothes.
Some gold threads can be faintly seen inside the small bag, and there seem to be densely packed and complicated runes on it.
There was a red dot on the surface of the small bag that jumped rapidly, and the next moment a ray of white light appeared. The fluctuations of spiritual power broke through the constraints and barriers, and the old farmer's powerful spiritual consciousness finally discovered the existence of the small bag.
It was already too late, as the old farmer's expressionless face turned extremely ferocious at this moment.
The extremely powerful spiritual power burst out and instantly alarmed the troops and strong men in Shouchun City.
boom!!!
The small bag bloomed with a dazzling white light, and golden threads as thin as hairs burst out, covering a ten-meter radius in an instant.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The dense screams made the hair on the body stand on end and the scalp became cold. Everything within ten meters was pierced by gold threads. Even the ground, weeds, and stones were left with dense pores, enough to make the dense
Phobics go crazy.
"Ah! You are all going to die!"
The face full of pores was still covered in blood, and two blood stains flowed from the extremely fragile eyes. The powerful spiritual power burst out and overwhelmed the soldiers on the city wall, leaving them breathless and the air seemed to be stagnant.
But the two law enforcers who fell to the ground and spurted blood had long since disappeared, and only their voices echoed slowly in place.
"Please also say hello to the great virtuous master on behalf of my lord."
