Chapter 688 My Sister Is Already Pitiful Enough

Eastern Tianwang City, Central District.

The team of Xu Shao, the No. 1 Building in the sky, going out today was really spectacular!

At the beginning, there were indeed only a few people.

But after the news spread, outsiders learned that Xu Shao was going out. A few people walked in front, and a long line followed behind.

Some served tea, some poured water, some carried wine, and some held a large fruit plate...

Obviously, these people were not from the No. 1 Building in the sky, but they were still arrogant and respectful, trying to make Xu Shao take a fancy to them so that they could get a job in the No. 1 Building in the sky.

But today's "Xu Shao" is not the Xu Shao of yesterday after all.

For such a scene that attracted everyone's attention, not only could he not enjoy it, but he also felt disgusted.

Xu Xiaoji was very scared!

He had never expected that the great demon Xu would go out... just going out, and the people behind him would spontaneously form such a long line!

What a terrifying influence is this?

But under Xin Gugu's instructions, he couldn't just drive people away. He could only agree with a stiff smile, and at the same time, he hoped that the Great Demon King would come back so that he could end his annoying trip out of the street.

The guards of the City Lord's Mansion came several times.

But after driving away several groups of people, they found that this method was ineffective. They could only send out small centaurs at the end to maintain the order of Xu Shao's parade out of the street and strictly control the number of people in the rear team to prevent traffic from being affected.

"You are banned!" After swimming all the way from the Central City District and then coming out of the Tianluo Field, Mu Zixi was a little disappointed and looked at Xu Xiaoji and said, "Why is it banned? I still want to see Master Xu on the stage and kill everyone again!"

"..."

Xu Xiaoji trembled when he heard it.

What virtue and ability did he have to have the Black and White Impermanence under the real Great Demon King, such as Mu Zixi and Xin Gugu, to protect him one day?

Along the way, except for staring coldly and then apology humbly through voice transmission, in fact, strictly speaking, Xu Xiaoji rarely spoke.

He was so weak that he couldn't even speak. He could only be the silent and frugal Xu Shao for a day!

Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Mu Zixi could only return to the back in boredom.

She hung at the back of the team, joking with the people carrying wine and fruit plates behind her, thinking that Xu Xiaoji was really boring, not as interesting as her own senior brother, like a real wooden block.

Holding a peeled orange and stuffing it in her mouth, Mu Zixi pretended to be alone and moved around, but her mind was not entirely focused on the flattery of the team, but a little strange.

Today is obviously sunny and bright.

Why do I still have a sinister feeling that someone is peeping from behind?

"Xin Xiaoku," Mu Zixi jumped to the side of Xin Gugu and said in a voice transmission: "I suspect that someone wants to kill me."

Xin Gugu: "..."

He was speechless.

Today was no less than five times that he heard Mu Zixi say this.

When Xin Gugu first heard it, he was very alert. He patrolled the team behind him and the people around him with his spiritual thoughts, trying to see where the assassin was.

But along the way, he did not feel any danger. Even when he revealed this information to Mo Mo, Mo Mo shook his head and denied that he did not sense anything unusual.

If Xu Xiaoshou was here, he might ask for advice. After all, this guy has a better sixth sense than women.

But today's "Mr. Xu"...

Xin Gugu glanced at Xu Xiaoji, whose steps were a little stiff, and shook his head secretly, thinking that Xu Xiaoshou, you should come back soon. You still say that this guy can act?

If there were not so many people following him, any king who came up to the throne to chat with him would have kneeled down directly!

"Is it your illusion?" Xin Gugu replied to Mu Zixi. He seemed to be indifferent and a little annoyed, but he did not dare to relax his attention.

Maybe there was really an assassin in the dark, who was only staring at the ignorant "Mr. Xu" or Mu Zixi all the time?

Without Xu Xiaoshou, Xin Gugu, who was responsible for the protection, would never dare to let anyone in the team get into trouble.

Especially, Mu Zixi!

"Maybe..." Mu Zixi chewed an orange and bounced away again.

To be honest, after five consecutive perception errors, she was a little suspicious whether she had been with her senior brother for too long. Once he left, she would feel insecure.

The team was still moving aimlessly.

If Xu Xiaoshou himself was there, there should be many goals today.

Such as the Alchemist Association's badge test, the Spiritual Array Master Association's trouble...

But if Xu Xiaoji came to lead the team, the group had only one tacit idea: to help the real Xu Shao make an alibi, and as for causing trouble...

Haha, Xu Xiaoji was lucky in misfortune just because he could walk without spraining his ankle.

...

The top of a tall building that no one paid attention to.

The north wind blew, blowing the robed man standing alone on the top of the tall building.

This person was dressed in dark blue, and his whole body was hidden in a wide sleeve robe. There was a ferocious mask of the King of Hell on his face. Under the mask, the direction of his sight was the direction of Xu Shao's team.

"Is this the owner of the 'God and Demon Pupil'?"

The sound of the wind on the top of the tall building slightly carried away the masked man's muttering.

The half-day attention, plus the information collected in the past, made the masked man a little afraid, and hesitant whether to take action at this moment.

It can be seen that the real core of this team is not the little girl with the "God and Demon Pupil".

This optimistic and cheerful naive person only has innate cultivation. Even if he controls the "God and Demon Pupil", he can't make any waves in the hands of the perfect throne realm strongman.

The only thing that made Mask's heart palpitate was another young man who was very young like him.

"Thank you for your hard work..."

The masked man caressed the long sword at his waist, pushing his left thumb back and forth on the guard of the long sword. The long sword was unsheathed and returned to the sheath over and over again, making a soft clicking sound on the top of the tall building.

He is weighing and thinking.

"You can clearly sense that the realm of the throne is not perfect. He cannot be a person who has mastered the secrets. How come this guy can bring me such a dangerous feeling?"

"Special ability person?"

"But, I can't tell how special it is..."

The masked man took off his gloves and scratched his head. He seemed to have thought of the rules again, so he put the gloves on obediently and touched the handle of the sword again.

He suddenly felt cruel.

"Dry!"

But at this moment, the communication bead on his body rang.

"Dididudidu~"

The masked man was startled, squatted down on the tall building, and took out the communication bead: "Hey, Mr. Huang Quan? Did you miss me..."

"Return to the team." The other person only responded with two words of indifference.

The masked man paused for a moment, looked at the group of people below who were gradually walking back towards the first floor in the sky, and said, "I've been staring at you for so long. It's very hard. If I just return to the team like this..."

"Return to the team."

"Oh, good."

The communication bead lost its sound, and the masked man didn't even know whether the other party could hear his last humble response.

But I was a little curious, why did Lord Huangquan have to return to the team so soon after we agreed to do it together today?

Could it be that others have already completed their mission.

Myself, have you delayed it for too long?

Crouching down and turning around, the masked man looked at the barbecue grill on one side that was covered by his robe, and hesitated for a while, "It didn't take long, right?"

But it’s hard to disobey your destiny.

He could only lift up his mask, revealing a young face, eat all the meat skewers on the shelf, put away the barbecue grill, and jump from the top of dozens of floors.

"Inexplicable..."

While slandering, after a few tossing and turning, the masked man entered the darkness of the royal city and entered the dark area of ​​this bright land.

Deep in the damp alley, a rattlesnake swooped out, bit the squeaking rat, and swallowed it three times.

The masked man stopped, took off his mask, squatted down again, and watched the rattlesnake eat.

It was quiet for a long time.

After a long pause, the masked man turned around and looked up at the sunlight leaking from the eaves beside the road, dazed.

"When can I have an honest meal, my Lord Huang Quan..."

The masked man held his face, and his strange red pupils were rotating, sometimes enlarging, sometimes shrinking, but inadvertently revealing traces of confusion that were incompatible with these charming eyes.

"Ta, ta, ta."

Behind him, a clear and rhythmic knocking sound suddenly came.

What followed was the sound of imperceptible footsteps.

The masked man's pupils moved, and he immediately put on the Yama mask in his hand.

Stand up and look back.

The person who came was a blind man on crutches. He was so young that he lost his sight.

What's serious is that his face is gray, and you can tell at a glance that this man's eyes are not blind from birth.

"There is a dead end ahead," the masked man pointed to the back with a kind tone. "This road is blocked. Looking at you... do you need help?"

He looked like a normal young and strong man. He was compassionate and willing to help the poor people who were blind.

The blind man stopped and pierced the ground with the crutch in his hand. He opened his mouth and said with some difficulty: "Blind man, he can't live in the alley."

The masked man was startled, "So?"

"Cross an alley and kill one person." The blind man raised his crutch.

Now the masked man was surprised.

When he puts down his mask and takes off his robe, he has helped too many poor people in this world.

So at first, I never thought that this Qi Sea, which only had a few strands of spiritual energy, and was probably a blind spiritual refiner who had practiced for a few days, could pose a threat to me.

But, listening to this, the other party is coming to kill people?

"Who are you going to kill? Kill me? I'm a good person..." the masked man said. He even took off his mask. There was sincerity in his charming scarlet eyes, "What a good person!"

"Boundary realm," the blind man said.

"What?"

The masked man raised his eyebrows. Has the person opposite him not spoken for a long time? This precious word is like gold... making it difficult for outsiders to understand what he means!

The blind man said: "If you are a good person, then you should not make a sound when you die, so as not to scare others."

Only then did the masked man truly confirm the other party's intention.

He lowered his head in silence and looked at the rattlesnake on the street that had just swallowed a mouse and was overwhelmed by the invisible aura of the place.

"I don't like being a mouse, I'm a snake," he said.

"Realm." The masked man remained the same.

"Why are you like this? I don't want to kill you. I can see that you are more pitiful than me!"

"But I want to kill you."

"Why!" The masked man stared at the other person in a daze. His eyes fell on the other person's crutches, and he felt vaguely familiar.

Moreover, it seems that this person and this face have been seen before somewhere?

"There are too many evils in this world, which have inexplicably happened to too many innocent people. You have already enjoyed the dividends of the power that caused the evil, so why are you so greedy and targeting people you shouldn't be targeting? "

The blind man seemed a little excited. He gripped the crutch hard and continued: "Be it snakes or rats, they are products of darkness and are the source of evil by birth. Why should snakes and rats eat each other? Find a secluded place and linger. , is it bad?”

The masked man finally became cautious. He remembered the crutch and this person, and asked: "Saint slave?"

"Holy slave, I shed tears." The blind man raised his crutch.

The moment the famous sword-drawing staff was drawn out, the rattlesnake nesting in the corner broke upon hearing the sound and split into two.

"The fate of the snake." Tears said sternly.

"madman!"

The masked man had no idea what mistake he had made. If the other person was so excited, he immediately stood up and wanted to leave this ghost place.

Lord Huang Quan has told you not to provoke the saint slaves now, so try not to provoke them.

However, just before he could move, the unsheathed magic wand flew a little higher, and the wall deep in the alley shattered with a bang.

"Well..." At the same time, the masked man covered his throat, and blood spilled from his fingers.

He couldn't believe it. This man pierced his throat with a sword?

"Sword Sect?"

But how can the Sword Sect be so powerful?

Even after the sword penetrated the throat, the special kendo power that stayed at the wound was something the masked man had never seen before.

That wisp of silver sword intent seemed like sword energy, but not like sword energy...

"You are not a sword sect!"

The masked man was horrified, "Ancient sword cultivator, the throne of swordsmanship?!"

"Realm." Lei Shuangxing said calmly.

"Have I provoked you? Are you going to come all the way to kill me?" The masked man panicked. In the same realm, ancient sword cultivators are the strongest. This is indisputable.

Even if he is in the throne realm, even if he has these "scarlet eyes"...

However, the opposite side is the pure Tears family, the Saint Slave, the contemporary sword wielder of the famous Sword Drawing Staff, and even more so the rare Swordsmanship Throne!

Although he didn't know why the information he got was wrong, he mistakenly thought that the other party was staying in the Sword Sect realm.

But right now, it's not the time to think so much.

"Snake and rat are swallowing each other, aren't you going to be snake and rat and swallow each other now?" The masked man said incessantly, very eagerly, "The 'Saint Slave' is no better than the 'King of Hell'. In the corner, begging for mercy, hiding from the light!"

"Boundary realm."

"madman!"

The masked man pulled out again, and this time his eyes exploded with blood. His whole body was shrouded in scarlet color, turned into mist, and disappeared.

Escaping from the alley, he cut through the space and plunged into it.

However, inside the black hole, there should have been a world of space fragments. After the masked man entered through the space crack, what he could see was still the streets of East Heavenly King City!

The flow of people coming and going is still there, the uncles and aunties are shopping with their vegetable baskets, and the shouts of the vendors are so clear...

"Bang!"

The masked man was stunned. He stumbled and bumped into a passing middle-aged uncle.

The uncle looked back and saw that he was a blind man with a gray complexion. After being hit, he pulled out a magic wand with his backhand and sent it into the masked man's chest.

"puff……"

Blood spurted out, and the masked man felt that the scene in front of him was blurred. He was still staying in the alley, and the tearful Saint Slave, who should have been in the distance, was now facing him.

The uncle is fake, but the magic stick is real!

This famous sword was really put into his chest, with a trace of unfamiliar... sword intention, sword energy?

The masked man trembled, combining the latest information about the Holy Slave's Head in his mind, and suddenly smoothed it over.

"Jian Nian?" He lowered his head with difficulty.

"Um."

"Illusion swordsmanship?" The masked man thought of the scene he saw after entering the space flow.

"Um."

"But, even though I used Blood Escape, I don't want to fight you. I've already escaped in advance!" The masked man was unwilling to accept it.

"Perhaps, this is the illusion caused by the magic sword technique in you, w. And..." Lei Shuangxing paused for a moment, then reached out to touch his eyes, "Don't forget that your eyes are originally called tears."

"I'm not willing to give in. I haven't taken action yet!" The masked man struggled violently.

It hurts so much!

This man's sword entered his chest, and there was also a blow from the sword thought. It hurt so much!

The key is that this blow with the sword thought almost sealed all the spiritual energy in his body, and he couldn't resist no matter how hard he struggled.

"I'm such a good person..." The masked man shed tears of blood. He hadn't even started to use any of his abilities, but the other party seemed to know him well.

All of his abilities were targeted and completely restrained.

A person with a perfect Throne Realm should not face a swordsman Throne in such a way that he was defeated like a mountain and defeated, and was knocked down without even making a single move.

This is ridiculous!

I would not dare to write this in a novel. This must be a dream. There is still a trace of extravagant desire in the mask's heart.

"Maybe you are a good person, but unfortunately..."

Tears sighed and pulled out the magic wand. The sword thought remained in the opponent's body, making the masked man realize that all of this was real and not an illusion.

"You shouldn't have targeted her."

As he spoke with tears in his eyes, he easily cut off the man's head with a sword and sent it into the space ring. His eyes were closed tightly, and the glimmer of light leaking from the eaves fell in front of his eyes.

But in front of him, there was still darkness.

The bloodless staff was sheathed, and the two men stood in the dim light, responding to the gloomy embrace of the vast dark world with their loneliness.

He stood there in silence for a long time, with his back to the headless body that fell to the ground, his brows furrowed, as if he was explaining, or muttering self-blame.

"My sister, she is already pitiful enough."