Night was supposed to be the time for people to rest in peace, but there were always some people who, no matter how dark the sky was or how deep the night was, would still sneak in the deserted streets without any scruples, fighting for something that even they did not know what use it had.
Even though the silver moon had broken free from the heavy clouds and began to emit its faint and bright light to the earth, the moonlight was only a drop in the bucket in this world that had been taken over by night. It was of little use.
In the silent night, if it weren't for the barking of dogs from a few houses, perhaps it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call this city a dead city. The people who were sneaking in the darkness were all gathering in an unknown room. The moonlight shining through the window illuminated the cushions that people usually used to kneel on the ground. Some of them were already occupied, while others were originally empty, but in an instant, a figure landed on them. The eyes of the men in black who had already arrived swept across each other. Finally, they all looked at the man in black who was sitting at the head of the guest seat. Compared to the others, he only wore a black sword badge on his chest. However, this was enough to show that his status in this group of people was unique.
"Have you found anything?" The man in black sitting at the head of the table seemed to have sensed that all the guests had arrived. He slowly opened his eyes. Those eyes were like the eyes of a cheetah hidden in the bushes during a hunt.
As soon as he finished speaking, a person's voice sounded from the guest seat. The voice was cold and short, but it seemed to come from all directions. It was impossible to tell which black-robed man the voice belonged to.
"The first time the demon spirit exploded was at a bathhouse on West Street, but when we arrived, it had already collapsed. There are no traces of Mo Ling."
Hearing the answer, the man in black sitting at the head of the table did not say anything. Instead, he looked at the people sitting at the table again, as if he knew that there would be a follow-up. Sure enough, another person's voice sounded in the darkness. However, this person's voice was far deeper and steadier than the person who had spoken just now. It must be a high-level martial artist.
" The second time, the source of the demonic energy erupted in a hotel on the main street. It was the people from Ming City, but the demonic spirit aura this time was far less intense than the first time. We can't rule out the possibility that it was deliberately concealed. Because there was an observer among them, we didn't go deep.”
Hearing this, the black-robed man sitting at the head seemed to have thought of something. His eyes narrowed slightly and flickered with a strange gaze.
" In addition, at the bathhouse on West Street, we found traces of the registration of that Demonic Spirit. He was accompanied by a boy who was nearly fifteen years old. After investigation, it was determined that the source of the fire belonged to his private bathhouse.”A voice rang out. It was as cold as the first voice, but there was a hint of weakness in it, as if it was infected.
The black-clothed man in the lead position did not react to the weakness in the voice of the person who spoke. It was unknown whether he was already used to it or did not care at all. His expression was indifferent as he moved his gaze to a corner of the room.
Just as he shifted his gaze, the person who was kneeling in the corner of the room, half of his knee illuminated by the moonlight, said,"According to the information we have, that boy isn't from the surprise army. He only appeared after they returned from the Valley of Despair. We haven't found his identity yet."
"Oh?" The man in black sitting at the head of the table asked in a particularly drawn-out voice.
His question caused the expressions of all the men in black below to change drastically. They all knelt down with their hands on their foreheads. "Please forgive me, Your Highness!"”
The black-clothed man in the lead position did not seem to have expected such a situation to occur. His expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to his original calm and composed appearance. "There's no need to be afraid. All of you can retreat first.”he said in a deep voice.
"Yes, sir!" The man in black did not raise his head because the person in charge did not blame him. Instead, he maintained his original kneeling posture. However, in the next second, everyone disappeared from where they were, leaving only the black-robed man sitting alone in the guest seat, deep in thought. The silver moonlight quietly moved and shone in front of him, but he had already left silently.
Perhaps, those people who were lurking in the darkness were only relying on the darkness themselves. It was the darkness that affected them, not them using the darkness. The night continued…
I am the dividing line
They were ready to rush back to Ming City at dawn. Originally, they had planned to go back by the original route, but the cricket bees had heard of a " good " route from somewhere. They did not have to cross the mountains and pass through the road washed away by the flood. They could follow the merchant group that went out to collect goods from the city to the next town, and then use the carriage to rush back to Ming City.
In order to avoid any accidents along the way, and considering the time needed to return, Thunder Wolf finally chose the route that the cricket bees had heard about and followed the merchant group in the city. After all, the carriage was still faster and more energy-saving than crossing mountains. Just like that, Thunder Wolf and the others successfully joined the caravan. However, during this time, Brahman Snake was silent. He looked strangely at the cricket bees who were happily communicating with the caravan.
However, Thunder Wolf only found out that they had been " sold " by the cricket bee after a while! They were traveling together as the guards of the caravan! No wonder the people in the caravan were so friendly to them and did not charge them for the carriage. How could they not be friendly? When danger comes, I'll push you up directly. After that, I don't care if you die or not. If I don't give you some benefits, will you risk your life? The mercenary world had a credit score procedure. If you dared to go against it, it might be a problem for you to enter the city in the future.
However, there was nothing he could do. Since things had already come to this point, Thunder Wolf could only glare at the cricket bee fiercely and swear in his heart that he would never believe this guy's nonsense in the future. He silently swallowed his bitterness.
The journey was quite smooth and they did not encounter any bandits. However, it was also true that they had just left Qi City not long ago. Because of the flash flood a few months ago, many people in the city wanted to leave, let alone those bandits who had fallen into the grass and become bandits around Qi City. Seeing this safe scene, Thunder Wolf's originally irritable heart calmed down. No matter what, they had successfully embarked on their journey home. As for the bandits that they might encounter on the way back... They were vermin of the Baroque country, so it was not impossible to get rid of them.
Unfortunately, before Thunder Wolf could get rid of the " vermin " he wanted to get rid of, he got a huge traffic jam that he rarely saw on a normal day…
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