Mo Han raised his head, his eyes calm, and realized that he had unknowingly arrived under the city gate and in front of the city gate.
At this time, the two groups of soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate, checking the passers-by, were holding the spears in their hands and pointing at Mo Han aggressively. From the looks of it, if Mo Han made any move, they would take action immediately.
Behind the two teams of ordinary soldiers, two separate pavilions were built, with four cultivators sitting under each pavilion. At the same time, there was a stone in front of the pavilion, which was a spiritual plate to distinguish cultivators from ordinary people.
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"I'm coming from where I'm going and I'm going to where I'm going."
The officers and soldiers who stopped Mo Han just now were stunned and didn't understand what Mo Han meant. They have always been the only ones who bully others, and no one has ever dared to act arrogantly in front of them. I didn't expect to meet one today.
"It seems that you are deliberately looking for trouble!" the officers and soldiers shouted angrily, looking at each other with the officers and soldiers on both sides, and surrounded Mo Han.
"Guan Ye, Guan Ye, he is a distant relative of my family. His official career is not going well and his family has encountered misfortune. He has spoken arrogantly and contradicted the official. Please ask the official to atone for his sins." The eldest brother who was accosted by Mo Han just walked out not long ago.
Hearing the officers and soldiers yelling angrily, he turned around and saw that it was Mo Han. Without saying a word, he turned back, stood in front of Mo Han, and slipped a small piece of silver into the hands of the officers and soldiers who had just shouted angrily.
The angry officers and soldiers quietly shook the coins in their hands and smiled with satisfaction: "Be careful of him after entering the city. Not everyone is as easy to talk to as me. Get out of here!"
The eldest brother who was accosted by Mo Han hurriedly pulled Mo Han towards the city.
Perhaps it was because of Mo Han's previous efforts to hold his breath, or perhaps because of the treasures such as the Linglong Tower. When Mo Han passed through the city gate, there was no movement on the spiritual plates on both sides. What Mo Han didn't know was that,
Because there was no movement on the spiritual plate, he avoided a lot of trouble. Because during this sensitive period, any cultivator who entered the imperial city of Xuanye Kingdom would be closely monitored by the royal family of Xuanye Kingdom to avoid bad things.
"You tell me, why are you contradicting them? Those people are a bunch of cannibals. How can you fight them alone?"
While Mo Han was carefully observing everything around him, the elder brother whom Mo Han chatted with was tirelessly teaching Mo Han a lesson.
"By the way, where is your home? Do you have a place to stay?" Seeing the absent-minded look on Mo Han's face, the eldest brother who was accosted by Mo Han couldn't help but sympathize with Mo Han. After all, he also had a similar experience.
At that time, he was even worse than Mo Han.
"No need." Mo Han shook his head and said calmly, then walked towards the busiest street ahead without any chance to talk to the elder brother.
It's not that Mo Han is cold, but that Mo Han's identity was made up from the beginning. What he came to the imperial city of Xuanye Kingdom to do was earth-shattering, and he had a narrow escape from death. He didn't want to involve innocent people.
The elder brother who was being talked to by Mo Han was startled. When he looked up again, Mo Han was nowhere to be found.
Mo Han is very familiar with the imperial city of Xuanye Kingdom. After all, he has stayed here for many years.
Closing his eyes, the architectural map of the entire imperial city would appear in his mind, followed by the middle-aged face that picked him up and made him a killer. No, maybe after so many years
, that face has become more vicissitudes of life and older.
Zhengyi Square is the busiest street market in the Imperial City of Xuanye Kingdom. Here there are dignitaries, traffickers, and desperadoes. Here is the most luxurious gold-selling cave on the Dead Leaf Continent. There is also a copper plate here that can make you full.
A sloppy roadside stall. This is the most prosperous place in Xuanye Kingdom, and it is also the dirtiest place in Xuanye Kingdom. Privately, everyone likes to call this place the Undercity.
The Undercity is not a city, it is just a street, the most prosperous street built in the imperial city of Xuanye Kingdom. On this street you can kill people and set fires, and you can show the ugliest side of human nature to the fullest. The premise is that you make friends with
You can't afford to be fined by Xuanye Kingdom, otherwise you will still behave obediently with your tail between your legs.
Mo Han's favorite place to come after completing a mission was to find a place with beautiful scenery to lie down and watch the sky. He found a roadside stall, ordered a cheap snack, and a large pot of turbid wine, and listened to the hustle and bustle from all directions.
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Familiar streets, familiar hustle and bustle, unfamiliar people. No one is willing to mess with desperadoes on this street, because they don’t want their lives. But they also die the fastest, because there are many people who have enough money.
Their lives. Besides, their lives are worthless.
"Boss, bring me a big portion of braised beef and a big pot of turbid wine." Mo Han went straight to a roadside stall that looked a little cleaner and shouted to the hunched boss.
Hearing Mo Han's voice, the boss, who was hunched over and busy, suddenly paused and started working calmly: "Okay, objectively, please wait a moment, old man, the meat here is the most delicious, take care of yourself, old man
The wine here is the best, Guan Zui."
After a while, the hunched boss delivered a large portion of braised beef and a large pot of turbid wine to Mo Han's dark table: "Hello, sir, there are four copper coins in total."
The boss's braised beef is as full as he said. It's a big plate, weighing about five or six kilograms. With the marinade, it weighs seven or eight kilograms, but the taste is not that good. Even the taste of the meat is not good.
Something was wrong. The wine was just as the boss said. When Guan was drunk, he could taste the burning smell of the knife before he even took a sip. After one sip, it was as if what he drank was not wine, but a ball of fire.
The stooped boss took away Mo Han's coins, turned around and left, and continued to work, as if Mo Han had never appeared. But from the boss's wrinkled face, you can vaguely see the uneasiness in his heart.
. He is the biggest information seller in this city. It can be said that there is no news or anything that he does not know in this city. He sets up a stall just for the sake of setting up a stall. His money
All from news selling.
"Boss, another bottle of wine." Mo Han had already finished the bottle of wine, his whole face was red, and his body sitting on the small broken wooden bench was swaying, as if he would fall down at any time.
Not far away, several big men with bare chests and backs and tattoos all over their bodies kept looking at Mo Han, waiting for Mo Han to fall.
But from the first sip of wine, Mo Han was like this. After drinking a bottle of wine, Mo Han was still like this. It seemed that he would fall down at any time, but he never fell down.
"My lord, your wine. This old man's wine is quite strong and will make you easily addicted. My lord, you'd better drink less."
The hunched boss stood next to Mo Han, put the wine on Mo Han's table, poured a glass for Mo Han, and said.
Yes, this city's largest information seller knew who Mo Han was when he heard Mo Han's voice. Naturally, he also knew what Mo Han was doing here. Because he was very familiar with Mo Han.
The kind that cannot be more familiar.
Mo Han grinned, raised the wine bottle that the hunched old man had put on the table, raised his head and drank: "I want to save him."
There are no unnecessary words or unnecessary language. Four words are enough. Because they know each other well enough, because they understand each other well enough, there is no need for additional words and words. Even these four words can be omitted. The reason for saying it is
It's just an expression of determination, that it must be done this way.
The stooped old man sighed, sat down, picked up a piece of braised beef with his fingers, put it in his mouth and chewed it hard: "Do you know how difficult it is?"
Mo Han smiled disdainfully: "Difficult? Is it difficult? Not difficult!"
Mo Han at this moment is unscrupulous, Mo Han at this moment is unruly, maybe this is the original Mo Han. Because he has endured enough things since he entered the Magic City Academy, and he has endured enough.
It had been long enough, but some people had been forcing him. He didn't want to endure it anymore, and he didn't want to endure it anymore, and he didn't have to endure it anymore.
From then on, if God stands in the way of God, Buddha will stand in the way of death!
Not far away, several big men who were coveting Mo Han saw the hunched old man not only talking to Mo Han, but also sitting down to eat meat and drink with Mo Han. The fire in their eyes quickly dissipated, and they ran away in gray.
This news seller is well-known in this city. No one dares to touch him, and no one dares to touch the people he talks to. Because he is different, the people he talks to are also different.
"Tell me!" Mo Han stared into the old man's eyes with an evil smile on his lips.
"You're going to die!"
"You know, if I was afraid of death, I would have died long ago, and I would not sit here and watch you again and again."
"I will die."
"No, you won't die, because you have left the place of right and wrong before you die."
"The platform of life and death, the killing blade, there is no starlight in the vast dark night; a few people stand, staring at the sky, and the falling trend shines in one direction." The old man stood up, his figure looked more desolate and older, as if time had completely disappeared from his body
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"Okay, gentlemen, that's the end of business for today. The stall is closed."
There was a dull sound, and a sharp dagger was inserted from the old man's back, straight through his chest.
Blood gushes out from the wound in an instant. The old man wants to say something, but all that comes out of his mouth is blood. He can only whisper in people's ears: You know too much, and I don't trust you to be alive.
The person who spoke was Mo Han, and the person who inserted the dagger into the old man's back was also Mo Han. Before the voice fell, Mo Han's figure had already disappeared from people's eyes.
In a matter of seconds, the enforcers used by the royal family of Xuanye Kingdom to maintain the rules they had set in the Undercity came here, casually checked whether the old man was really dead, and then left without even disposing of the old man's body.
They're not here for
In order to handle the funeral arrangements, the purpose of their coming here is to collect evidence that Mo Han killed the old man. Then they can find Mo Han and ask for the murder fee. If Mo Han doesn't have it or won't pay it, then their mission is to let Mo Han earn the money.