The Blizzard Mercenary Group is the strongest mercenary group in Spring City.
Although there are not many of them, due to the arrogant and domineering character of Tuan Changjiang Xiaojie, they just occupied a large piece of land in the crowded Spring City as the team's resident.
Huan Shengjie, the lord of Spring City, came out of the gate bearing the Blizzard logo angrily. He thought of the arrogant appearance of the Blizzard group, Jiang Xiaojie, who didn't give him any face, and he couldn't help but face ashen, with blue veins jumping on his forehead.
"Encirclement and suppress Ye Peitian? The city lord is really brave. The Holy Blood is easy to use, but it also depends on whether there is life to get it. I will not be involved in such great achievements."
Just now, Jiang Xiaojie sat in his living room, which was decorated like a nouveau riche. He put his legs on the large desk in front of him without any courtesy, and said these words sarcastically,
The relatives who followed Huan Shengjie whispered to comfort: "City Lord, you don't have to have the same knowledge as Captain Jiang, he is just a fool who will finish with one shot. Now, you hold the ninth-order demon seed, waiting for you to get more and more After the rank, he is the number one expert in Spring City, if he can get holy blood again, where will he need to see the face of this furry boy in the future?"
"But, if Blizzard doesn't take action..." Huan Shengjie stopped, hesitating in his heart,
That person is a demon, a more terrifying existence than a ninth-order monster. He is afraid that if he is not careful, he will end up like a goose city. The entire city turned into a desert, and no trace of the old days could be seen.
God's love is also because of being bitten by this devil, that it changed from the once-prosperous big group to the current state of despair.
He likes to listen to his subordinates' compliments, but at the same time he is very clear in his heart that although he and Jiang Xiaojie are both eighth-order saints, Jiang Xiaojie's powerful attacking ability is actually tempered on the battlefield.
However, he used the power and wealth as the city lord to pile up the ranks with a large number of demons, which is very empty.
If he were to fight against individual soldiers, even if he succeeded in reaching the ninth rank, he would not be Jiang Xiaojie's opponent. Without Blizzard's help, even if he gathered all the power he could use, he would not dare to touch the famous Huangsha Emperor.
But at the same time, it was precisely because there was such a powerful armed force as the Blizzard mercenary group in Spring City that he, the city lord, always had a sense of crisis on his back.
"Blizzard doesn't want to shoot, we can invite another person." The lame man came over.
Huan Shengjie rolled his eyes.
"I heard that the head of the Qilin mercenary group happened to arrive in Nandu not far away from us. That person is a ninth-order spiritual master. The city owner can go and invite him."
"Xin Ziming, can he be willing?"
"I still have some understanding of the head of the regiment. He is a mercenary man. As long as the price is sufficient, he will accept any business."
"Don't be careful, according to my quiet observation these days, that Ye Peitian..."
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Ye Peitian lived in the black street for a few days, and gradually got used to the life here.
In the pavement at the end of the street, he picked up some work that sold his strength, and earned a few pieces of first-order demons that he usually dismissed with great interest every day.
When the setting sun was shining in the evening, the young man with the smell of fireworks was wearing his iconic mask, holding a paper bag of steaming buns in his hand, and slowly walked in the muddy alley.
The child curled up in the corner lit up, quickly crawled out of the dark shack, and looked at him eagerly.
A tall, thin man walked past them without squinting. Three big white chubby buns landed on the dirty dress of the child's mother.
"Thank you, thank you so much. God bless you."
Behind Ye Peitian came the woman's choked thanks.
"It's back, you. The vegetable porridge that just came out of the pot is packed for you, and you can take it." The owner of the snack shop greeted Ye Peitian graciously when he saw Ye Peitian coming over, and handed him a packaged can Vegetable porridge, took a Demon Seed from Ye Peitian's hand with a smile on his face.
Ye Peitian carried vegetable porridge in one hand and a paper bag for buns under his arm. He freed up one hand to help the passing granny Wu drag a handful of scraps that he bought back, and he easily raised his hand to lift the heavy object as high as the hill up the steps.
"Thank you, Nong."
Granny Wu's loud voice spread far and wide.
Ye Peitian raised his head and saw Xiao Chai, who was waiting for him to go back with him every day, standing in front of him.
He took out one of the two remaining buns in the paper bag and handed it to him,
This little boy who was always noisy on weekdays was pale today, his eyes were dodging, and he was uncharacteristically quiet. The fingers that took the buns even trembled a little.
"What's wrong?" Ye Peitian's low voice sounded.
He said very few words, and Xiao Zhui lived with him for several days, which was one of the few words Ye Peitian said. If it were changed to normal, Xiao Chai would jump up excitedly and pick up a large number of words like a barrage of cannons.
But at this moment he lowered his head and stuttered a little,
"No, nothing. I have something to do today. Let's take a walk."
The two walked slowly side by side in the sparsely populated alley.
Under the boots was dripping sewage, the road was full of rubbish piled up everywhere, the air buzzed with countless mosquitoes, and the mice suddenly passed under the feet.
The golden age of street lamps no longer exists.
In the dim shadows, there are many shacks built with random waste, and the shadows inside are full of human eyes looking out.
A man appeared at the other end of the alley. He was frail and did not look strong. He was wearing a white shirt with a pair of glasses on his face. neck.
Xiao Chai looked down at the muddy water on the ground, and the fist hanging by his side shook violently.
He suddenly grabbed the corner of Ye Peitian's clothes, "Don't go there, go, you go quickly."
The man at the entrance of the alley pushed his glasses, and the glass lenses reflected light in the dim shadow.
A huge silver-white eye totem, suspended strangely in the air above his head.
The air in the alley seemed to twist slightly.
The picture in front of Ye Peitian suddenly changed. The dark street, the terrified Xiao Chase, and the man with glasses were all gone.
There is a bright, tidy and clean street in front of you. The passing vehicles, the horns of cars, the sound of water taps, and the sound of TV playing are mixed together.
On his left is a familiar building, the dormitory for the family of the factory where he lived since childhood.
The neighbor's uncle came out wearing a ripped white vest, pocketed his hands in his wide trousers, came downstairs muttering, glanced at him, and spit on the ground.
Downstairs, a fat aunt passed by with vegetables and greeted him with a smile.
"Pei Tian, school is over."
A young boy ran by and grabbed the edge of his shirt,
"Brother, back."
That was his younger brother Ye Peiquan.
Ye Peitian stood there and saw Xiao Xiao put his schoolbag on his chest, carried his brother on his back, and walked upstairs.
There was no one in the room, he turned on the lights in the room, put down his schoolbag and his noisy brother. He brought a small chair, put it under his feet, and stood beside the platform to wash and cook rice.
His stomach was very hungry, and he couldn't help speeding up the movements in his hands, trying to prepare the meal before his parents got off work.
The younger brother who was in kindergarten was arguing around his feet. He accidentally fell off the chair and scattered things on the stove. The younger brother laughed instead.
The door was pushed open, and a woman pushed the door and came in. As if she didn't see him, she stepped over to his side, smiled softly, and reached out to hug her brother who was sitting on the ground.
A tall, sweaty man followed, frowning at the messy kitchen,
"I can't do a little thing well, it's a mess. Go, go to the street and buy a case of beer for your father."
The little boy was scolded and pushed out the door. He didn't cry or say unnecessary words. He stood silently at the corner of the street downstairs and looked up at the lights upstairs.
Ye Peitian stood with Xiao Xiao, looking at the warm yellow light upstairs. The mother in the light hugged her brother, and the tall silhouette of the father was thrown at the window.
The window opened in their expectant eyes, and the mother, father, and younger brother reached out to him together.
Come in, Pei Tian, my mother has finished cooking, and I will have dinner with my parents.
The family smiled brightly, showing a smile he had never seen, but always longing for, and stretched out their hands to him.
Ye Peitian raised his pale hand and grabbed his fingers with no recollection.
The ground began to shake, the blocks cracked, and familiar houses teetered before my eyes.
Dao Dao Huanglong composed of yellow sand, gushing out from the ground,
Covered the sky.
Don't Pei Tian.
Brother, brother, don't do this.
The faces of his family were twisted in front of him, Ye Peitian was indifferent, tightened his fingers, the bright street scene disappeared, and in front of him was still the dark and dirty street with the sewage flowing.
Countless figures in ambush on the side of the street flickered quickly.
Xiao Zhui sat paralyzed on the ground, shivered and stepped back, looking at him with a look of horror.
"You, you're really the... the devil they said."
Ye Peitian glanced at him blankly, and turned his eyes to the man in a white shirt standing at the intersection.
"Mental department, not bad." He slowly pulled down the black mask on his face, cracked his mouth and smiled, and his cold words spun around in the dim street, like a bloodthirsty devil in the abyss.
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Chu Qianxun returned to the room, and was surprised to find a few fat and white meat buns on the table.
Pick up one in your hand, it's soft and fragrant.
She checked the table and windowsill carefully and found no trace of sand remaining.
The table on which the steamed buns were placed was extremely spotless, almost to the point of being discernible.
The man who is good at controlling sand probably doesn't know how messy and dusty this table usually is. Chu Qianxun laughed, picked up a bun and took a bite.
The aroma of vegetable and meat buns filled her mouth and filled her heart, making her an uncontrollable feeling, a feeling called happiness that she had not experienced for many years.
Chu Qianxun sat on the window sill, nibbling on the buns with his feet on his feet leisurely, and his eyes fell on the plane tree not far downstairs.
The lush tree looked at Chu Qianxun quietly, and there was no figure under the tree that she missed in her heart.
Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the street in the distance, and the simple and simple tube building even trembled slightly by the loud noise.
The strong light of the supernatural power flashed one after another hemispherical splendor on the top of the distant city.
People in the tube tower stuck their heads out one after another and looked into the distance uneasily.
Chu Qianxun's downstairs window was pushed open with a bang. The freckled mad woman stuck her head out.
"What's the situation, that location is a black street, right? How many people would have to die in this way in the city?" Chu Qianxun asked.
"Who knows, looking at this ability, they are all high-ranking bosses. How can those people care about the lives of ordinary people." The mad woman complained, retracted into the room, and reached out to close the window, "Don't look, As long as we don't come here, it's none of our business."
Chu Qianxun looked at the distant place where the loud roars continued to sound. Lights of various abilities and colors hit her face repeatedly.
For some reason, there was a faint uneasiness in her heart.