It is already night.
Thousands of lights in Liuguang Fort lit up the fortress.
On a relatively secluded road, a few maple trees were rustling in the evening wind. The leaves swayed, but they brushed against one person's nostrils, causing him to sneeze.
This man was wearing a night suit and was hidden in the canopy of the trees, making it difficult to spot him.
He sniffed and complained: "Now the deputy commander and the others must be soaking in the hot spring pool, hugging young girls around them, drinking Liuguang Castle's famous home-brewed rice wine."
"It's not like us. We have been squatting in the tree all day. When we are hungry, we can only eat some rice cakes. We have to take turns to go there. No. 4, when do you think we can behave like ourselves?"
On the other side of the tree crown, there was also a man in black squatting. He shook his head and whispered: "Stop talking, No. 7. It's pretty good to be able to get along like we are now. Look at those brothers in the Scavenger City, for this trip There’s a lot of competition for places to go out.”
"Although we have to squat here now, it's better than staying in that place where birds don't poop."
No. 7's stomach rumbled. He took out a piece of dry rice cake, took a bite and said, "If you ask me, it's a waste of time for us to stay here. That guy from Ringtong was here long ago, so he couldn't wait until now. "
"Besides, what's the use of the deputy commander catching his sweetheart? That guy is famous for being a romantic. He will sow seeds wherever he goes. How can a mere woman threaten him?"
No. 4 took out a kettle, took a sip of water and said: "That's not something we can decide. Anyway, Master Jin Sheng asked us to stay here, and it's over if we don't stay here. Although it's a bit hard, but what if Long If that kid really comes to our door, we will have accomplished a great feat just by discovering his whereabouts."
"Just in case Lord Jin Sheng is happy and promotes us to the 'Blood Knife Camp', we won't have to suffer this in the future."
No. 7 said without any interest at all: "I don't want to enter the 'Blood Knife Camp'. Although I will get more money every month and my status will be improved. But it's not like you don't know that the most dangerous and fucked up job is... It’s all done by the Blood Knife Battalion. No matter how much money you make, your life will be gone.”
The two of them were chatting to relieve their boredom, when suddenly the door of a house opposite opened with a creak.
The two men immediately closed their mouths, held their breaths, and gently undulated their bodies with the branches, almost imperceptibly.
They saw a figure coming out of the wooden door. Through the light, it was not difficult to find that it was a tall and thin young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. He had eye-catching silver hair, but now, he put the hood of his coat up to cover the silver hair.
The young man said softly to the door: "Sorry to trouble you, Mr. Qian, please take your leave."
Then he turned around, lowered his head, and walked away quickly along the side of the street.
The two people on the maple tree exchanged quick glances.
No. 7 stuffed the rice cake back and said, "Isn't that gentian?"
No. 4 frowned and said, "Gentian doesn't look like this."
"You're so damn stupid. You didn't even look where he came from. He probably asked the Thousand-Faced Man to change his appearance." No. 7 slid to the ground like a whirlwind. "You wait here, I'll test it. If It’s really Gentian, just keep an eye on him and I’ll report it.”
"Whether we brothers can get promoted or make a fortune depends on this trip."
As he walked towards the street, No. 7 quickly took off his night clothes, revealing his ordinary clothes. Suddenly, he
He turned into an ordinary person. He locked the target in front of him, suddenly got into an alley, went around in a circle, and came to the front of the silver-haired young man.
No. 7 lowered his head and walked back towards the silver-haired young man. As he approached, No. 7 seemed to have been shaken by something. He lost his footing and fell towards the silver-haired young man.
"Ouch." No. 7 exclaimed, but at this moment he was supported by the silver-haired young man. He grabbed it with both hands, like a nervous person who was out of control.
The silver-haired young man said: "Don't be nervous, it's okay, just stand still."
No. 7 pulled off his hat with one hand and traced his neck with the other hand. There was a thin artificial leather film stuck to his fingers. He could clearly see that after taking off the leather mask, there was a dragon with teeth and claws on the back of the silver-haired young man's neck!
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't bump into you." No. 7 said as he shook the leather film to the ground, then stood up and stepped back.
The silver-haired young man shook his head, put on his hat again, and left quickly.
After the man left his sight, there was a whoosh, and there was a man in black next to No. 7.
"How is it?" No. 4 asked nervously.
No. 7 looked at the leather masks on the ground: "We are going to get rich. That kid must be Gentian. He has a dragon tattoo on the back of his neck. The Thousand-Faced Man is really good at his craftsmanship. He actually used such a small thing to completely Covered up his tattoo."
"If we hadn't taken this thing off, we would never have known that Rgentian actually disguised himself as a young man and deliberately put on conspicuous silver hair. In this way, we would subconsciously think that Rgentian would not be so ostentatious. As for ignoring him."
No. 4 snorted: "This guy is too cunning. I'll keep an eye on him while you report it."
No. 4 took off his night clothes, revealing the clothes underneath. He followed quickly, keeping a neither long nor short distance from the silver-haired young man in front of him.
During the tracking process, No. 4 discovered that the silver-haired young man seemed to be familiar with Flowing Light Castle. He kept weaving in and out of streets and alleys, occasionally deliberately turning around the same place several times, and even made a sudden U-turn twice towards No. 4.
Every time No. 4 passed by him, he had to take off his coat or put a hat on his head, and then quickly emerge from another street intersection before continuing to follow.
Just like this, walking around in Liuguang Castle, late at night, No. 4 followed the silver-haired young man to a remote and quiet place. This was already the edge of the fortress, and not far away was the towering city wall.
From the looks of it, the other party wanted to take advantage of the night to climb the wall and leave. No. 4 couldn't help but become anxious, wondering why the deputy commander hadn't come yet. Seeing that the guy has walked to the wall, gearing up, he seems to be planning to climb the high wall.
No. 4 decided not to care. He took out a pistol with a large caliber and pointed it at the target.
At this moment, a shockingly cold sword wave suddenly crossed in front of the silver-haired young man, blocking his way. The sword wave broke through the air currents and blew off his hood, causing his silver hair to dance endlessly in the air.
After the sword wave passed, there was an ice path on the ground. There were many ice edges on it. The silver-haired young man stretched out a finger and lightly touched one of the ice edges. He felt that his fingers were numb from the cold.
Then he heard a low and slightly crazy voice: "Ling Dan, you are indeed a ruthless guy. You know that your woman is in my hands, but you don't show up and don't try anything." Rescue, actually abandoning others and running away.”
"Miss Huanju, now do you see his true face clearly? Because of such a person, your family was ruined. Do you regret it? Do you want to take revenge on him?"
The silver-haired young man looked in the direction of the sound, and a group of people came over there. The leader was a tall man with black hair that was half-length but not short, hanging casually.
He has a pair of blue eyes, which are cold and full of madness. He was not wearing any armor, and the collar of his clothes was open, revealing some sickly gray skin.
He held a long knife in his right hand. The blade was actually made of solid ice. The handle was dark blue with a red tassel hanging from it. He was holding a black pistol in his left hand. The shape of the pistol was quite unique. The barrel of the gun actually protruded from the mouth of a human face screaming in despair.
Jin Sheng, the deputy commander of Blood City, held two materials and weapons tightly, and fixed his eyes on the silver-haired young man in front of him with determination to win.
Behind him was a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. Her face was bloodless, her eyes were red, her hair was messy, and there was a bruise on the corner of her mouth. The dress on her body was stained but not damaged, but she didn't even have a shoe on her feet and could only walk barefoot.
These people stopped ten meters away from the silver-haired young man.
The silver-haired young man did not look back, turn around, or respond.
He suddenly jumped, crossed the ice path that Jin Sheng had just created with the Ice Soul Sword, and rushed towards the high wall.
"Son of a bitch! Don't run, stop right here!"
"If you don't hand over that thing today, you will die here with this woman!"
Jin Sheng issued a threat, but it had no effect at all. He could only rush out. At the same time, he raised the 'Despair Scream' in his hand, pointed it at the silver-haired young man, and fired.
Jin Sheng pointed at the opponent's leg. Although the 'cry of despair' can make people feel strong despair and even make them want to commit suicide, taking one or two shots will not make them so desperate that they want to die.
However.
The silver-haired young man was extremely agile. His figure flashed and Jin Sheng's shot missed.
Jin Sheng said "Huh", this time the 'Bing Soul Sword' bounced in his hand, and Jin Sheng slashed three times in a row.
Three faint white ice traces suddenly appeared in the air.
In an instant, the three ice marks turned into exploding sword waves, carrying an astonishing chill and ice shards, blocking the silver-haired young man's left and right retreats, and blasted past.
Sudden.
Jin Sheng felt that the figure opposite erupted with an indescribably powerful aura, and then disappeared from his sight in an instant.
How could it be so fast
Jin Sheng was startled, then shouted: "You are not Gentian, who are you!"
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, a flash of silver light cut through the air, fell between the men and horses he had brought, and fell on the side of the man who was pointing the gun at the girl.
Jin Sheng turned around suddenly and saw that his subordinate seemed to have been hit by a cannonball. His whole head and half of his body were blown into a pulp. Blood and meat foam sprayed all over Huan Ju's body. The girl screamed and fainted.
When she was about to fall to the ground, she was held firmly by a hand, and then Jin Sheng saw an additional woman in her early twenties.
She had short hair that reached her ears, and her cold blue eyes glanced at her, with no waves visible in her eyes.
Jin Sheng suddenly remembered a person and shouted softly: "Moonlight? You are Moonlight!"