Chapter 53 Night Patrol (Please read~)
Jiming Lane is located in a quiet and deserted area among the many streets and lanes of Nanquanli Lane. The average police officer is really not willing to go on patrol. Especially at night, when the two of them were walking in the streets, they could feel the wind whistling behind them, very penetrating.
The two of them were like this, let alone Chen Ping'an alone.
However, he now has three levels of qi and blood, full of qi and blood, and strong courage. He is not afraid at all of the night and weird things.
This is the confidence that the martial arts realm gives him!
Chen Pingan wore a knife on his waist, a gong on his shoulder, and walked on Jiming Lane with a lantern in his hand.
Normally, there should be two guards taking care of each other, one holding a lantern and the other holding a gong. If any unusual movement is discovered, both of them will attack together. If something is too difficult, it feels impossible. Then the gong can be sounded as a warning and to call for help.
Ordinary thieves would lose all their courage when hearing the sound of a gong in the middle of the night, let alone resist.
Walking on Jiming Alley, Chen Pingan was in a good mood. He had a good sleep during the day, and even practiced the locust stone before going to work.
Now, the experience value of the Locust Stone on the panel has become 12 points. This feeling of accumulating bit by bit and slowly getting stronger is really good.
The residential buildings on both sides of Jiming Lane are not coherent and sparse. As we walked, we passed by a small piece of wasteland. According to a widely circulated saying in Fusi, Nanquanli Lane Town, Jiming Lane was originally the family cemetery of a large family. Later, the family declined, and this gradually turned into the current layout of Jiming Lane.
Of course, it was too long ago and it was just a rumor.
The moonlight was a little dim tonight, but with the candlelight in the lantern, Chen Ping'an could see the road clearly. From time to time there was the sound of insects all around, and I didn't know where I was hiding during the day.
Chen Pingan patrolled in high spirits until midnight. When he was thinking of finding a place to rest, his movements suddenly stopped.
"What sound?"
Chen Pingan's ears moved slightly, as if he heard something.
He is now considered a master of martial arts, with sharp ears and eyesight, so he can hear some sounds that are difficult for ordinary people to hear. His eyes were alert and he looked in the direction of the sound.
There was darkness in the distance and nothing could be seen clearly.
"Go over and have a look!"
Chen Pingan held a lantern and walked forward following the sound.
If you look down at the Weishui County City from a high place late at night. You can see the clear distinction between the inner and outer cities very clearly. The inner city and the outer city are separated by a river bank. Even in the middle of the night, many places in the inner city are still brightly lit. But in the outer city, it was dark and silent, with almost no lights visible.
A corner of Nanquan Lane in the outer city.
An extremely fierce battle was breaking out at this time. Four figures were fighting each other in the faint moonlight.
Among them, three figures cooperated with each other and besieged one figure together.
"It was just Wu's unintentional move. I didn't expect to catch such a big fish."
Under the moonlight, a stooped figure wearing gray clothes was letting out bursts of strange laughter. As his figure changed, his scarred face could occasionally be seen clearly through the dim moonlight.
The Great Deacon of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, Wu Haihua!
There are two figures beside him, one fat and one thin, cooperating with his offensive and constantly putting pressure on the woman in front of him.
The woman was wearing a black fish scale suit, revealing a cold and beautiful face. At this time, she was holding a long sword and dancing with dazzling sword flowers. As the sword moves change, there is a surge of sword energy. "If tomorrow, the Zhenfu Division learns that the Chief Chaplain of Nancheng District has died here. Then I wonder what kind of reaction there will be!? Wu is really curious!"
Wu Haihua was holding two short thorns, flying wildly, trying to break through the woman's defense. Every time the short thorns flew, there was a burst of breath.
Wu Haihua was in a happy mood. I thought that if I came here to catch a random fish, it would be considered a success. I never thought I would catch a big fish. The chief police officer of Nancheng District was caught, Mu Wanjun!
Mu Wanjun, the legitimate daughter of the Mu family! He broke into the Inner Qi Realm at a young age and held the seal of the General Chai Division of Zhenfu Division in Nancheng District. If you can kill her, the rewards in the sect will be huge.
Thinking of this, Wu Haihua couldn't help but lick his tongue, with a bloodthirsty look on his face.
Although Mu Wanjun's talent was good, he was still young and fell into their trap so easily. His martial arts skills were superior to Mu Wanjun's, and with the help of two first-class deacons, he was able to defeat her.
Mu Wanjun wielded her long sword, and her Qiushui swordsmanship was perfected by her. But as she continued to resist, she gradually felt the pressure.
Uh-huh!
Accidentally, there were several holes in her black-striped fish-scale clothing. Fortunately, her inner energy burst out in time and she managed to fight back.
Mu Wanjun's mood was a little low.
She discovered a dark shadow at night, and the shadow had the symbol of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect on its body. The Ten Thousand Demon Sect appears in the county, so there must be a conspiracy. She thought about following the shadow in order to find out the stronghold behind the shadow. But I never thought that by tracing all the way here, I would actually step into their trap.
You know, out of confidence in her own strength and to avoid alerting others, no one else knew about the things she was pursuing.
I thought it was a sure-fire pursuit and massacre, but I didn't expect that I would get to this point and encounter Wu Haihua, the great deacon of the Ten Thousand Demons Cult.
Wu Haihua, with perfect Qi Sea realm, stabilized her head. There are two first-class deacons with perfect energy and blood beside him to assist.
I'm afraid I'm going to be in big trouble today!
Whoosh!
Wu Haihua's figure turned into an afterimage, and the two short thorns spurted out more than a foot of light, suddenly erupting and trying to kill Mu Wanjun.
I thought it was a sure hit, but I never thought that Mu Wanjun's sword shadow suddenly changed and he performed a mysterious sword move.
Keng!
Wu Haihua's short stab was actually firmly parried.
However, although Mu Wanjun blocked his move, one of the first-class deacons seized the opportunity while distracted, leaving a wound on her body.
Mu Wanjun groaned and retreated.
From just now to now, the high-intensity battle has consumed a lot of energy, both mentally and internally. If it continues like this, I'm afraid it's going to be really bad.
"Where are the people from the Zhenfu Division? Has no one noticed such a big movement here?"
Mu Wanjun's face looked a little ugly.
This should be the area of Nanquanli Lane. What does Shen Shikang do for food? How do you manage people on weekdays!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Under the moonlight, several figures kept changing, the sword shadows were gorgeous, the short thorns were flying, and the inner energy was bursting out.
Mu Wanjun's fish scale suit had a few more holes.
"If you continue like this, you will be left here sooner or later! When the inner energy is exhausted, there will be no chance at all!"
A stern expression flashed across Mu Wanjun's face.
"That's the only way to use it!"
(End of chapter)