There are few stars in the night, and a bright moon hangs in the sky above. Taking advantage of the night, Bai Qiuran's figure looks like a ghost, passing across the plain.
Zhao Ruize's city was originally the frontline command post, not far from the few towns occupied and controlled by the monster clan, about a hundred miles away, for a cultivator, it was right under their noses, not to mention Bai Qiuran, just casually For a cultivator in the Golden Core stage and Nascent Soul stage, it only takes a few minutes to fly with the sword.
In the blink of an eye, Bai Qiuran had already reached one of the towns controlled by the monster clan. The monster clan guarding the door only felt a breeze.
He jumped over the defenders in the city and hid in an alley at the corner of the street.
In fact, Bai Qiuran doesn't like this kind of stealth spying very much. First of all, invisibility is a spell that must be above the foundation stage, and the attributes are still complicated. Due to the limitation of the realm, he can't cast it now.
Therefore, in order to avoid the enemy's eyeliner, one must rely on the speed beyond the limit of dynamic vision, and the exquisite footwork that can step on the blind spot of others' sight.
Too fast will leave afterimages, and poor footwork will leave flaws. To be honest, this kind of physical stealth is much more tiring than casting an invisibility technique, and it will leave traces and there is a risk of exposure.
In case Bai Qiuran's traces are exposed in front of the Yaozu, he can only helplessly use the taboo technique in the stealth school, the legendary berserker infiltrating method, but Bai Qiuran did not intend to take the initiative to kill when he came this time. He didn't want to do it unless he had to.
Standing in the alley, Bai Qiuran swept his consciousness and quickly figured out the distribution of the monster race in the whole city. Then he turned over the wall and jumped to the roof.
Because he wanted to sneak in, this time he specially changed into black clothes, and his long and conspicuous white hair was also wrapped in a black turban. As long as he uses footwork to get stuck in a blind spot, it should be easy to avoid the sight of the monster race. Disaster.
Stepping on the roof, Bai Qiuran began to observe the situation in the city.
In the current city, most of them are human races, but there are also a small number of monster races mixed in, which should be the monster race businessmen who came here to do business and do some small business.
It is actually very simple to distinguish between the monster race and the human race. Because of the common concept in the race, the monster race has always had a sense of superiority to the human race. They think that their race is superior to the human race, so even after the transformation, they It will still maintain the characteristics of partial form.
For example, Bai Qiuran, the princess of the White Fox King's family, Bai Ling, and her maid, whom Bai Qiuran and the others met in Dingguo, were mixed with the human race before. The shape also exposed the fox's ears and tail.
This kind of racial superiority has been restrained a little more than a thousand years ago when Bai Qiuran slapped the demon queen in a fancy way, but the demon clan still can't change this habit of retaining their own characteristics. Walking on the street, those with horns People with , tails or scales are monster races, while those without are pure-blooded humans.
Bai Qiuran observed it for a while, and it was indeed as Zhao Ruize said, the human race in this city is still alive and well, judging from their faces, apart from being a little afraid of the monster race, they have not been abused or bullied.
Even the soldiers walking on the street were cautious, as if they were afraid of being targeted by someone when they bullied the human race.
"What kind of medicine is this sold in the pot?"
Bai Qiuran was puzzled.
He walked along the roof, and when he turned two streets, he saw a monster with horns, collided with a little girl carrying a basket, and knocked the little girl to the ground.
The monster clan with the horns seems to have inherited the strange temper of the race. When they saw this little girl, they blushed and wanted to explode.
The monster clan that can transform into this is at least the strength of the foundation-building realm. If he beats someone, that thin girl will definitely not be able to bear it. Mang began to hesitate.
At this time, a monster who was patrolling from the side, wearing the armor of a monster officer and with a tiger tail, ran over suddenly when he saw this, and slapped the bull-horned monster on the head with a slap, smashing him It was photographed lying on the ground.
"Stupid!"
The Tiger Tail Monster Clan roared in a muffled voice:
"Did you forget the demon king's order? Don't hurt people casually, let alone kill people! If you ruin the demon king's good deeds, killing your head will not be worth it!"
The bull-horned monster climbed up from the ground, and when it saw the tiger-tailed monster with its red eyes, it immediately sank down, nodding and bowing down to apologize.
Seeing his humble attitude, the tiger-tailed demon clan's expression softened a little, and he walked up to theBeside the little girl, under the latter's fearful expression, helped her pick up all the herbs that fell out of the basket, and smiled and comforted her.
Bai Qiuran dared to bet that this was the most amiable smile he had ever seen on the face of a tiger demon in his life.
Seeing that the tiger demon was helping the little girl up and sending her away like the aunt of the neighborhood committee, the horned monster clan was probably a little disillusioned, so he couldn't help asking:
"Master Jun, is the Sword Ancestor of the Raoshizi Human Race really that scary?"
"My family, one of the most powerful families in the western demon world, was killed by him to the point where only my father's youngest son remained. Don't you think it's terrible?"
Facing the horned demon clan, the tiger demon was not so polite, and yelled loudly:
"Let me tell you clearly, show me your tricks when you walk. The human sword ancestor hates seeing aliens slaughtering his own tribe. The prince back then fled back to the demon world because of doing such a thing. They were all killed by him, do you think you are better than the crown prince, or your majesty?"
The monster clan with bull horns was silent and did not dare to make a sound.
"Let me tell you, the sword ancestor of the human race is haunted, and his whereabouts are elusive even for the king."
At this time, the tiger demon looked around again, stretched out his hand and stroked his arm, as if he really felt the chill.
"Maybe he is standing nearby now, looking at you and me. If you made a move just now, the bull's head might fall to the ground in a second!"
The Niujiao Yaozu trembled when he said it, and then hugged their arms tightly, and said in a low voice:
"Master Jun, why are you talking like a ghost?"
"Do you think he is not a ghost?"
The tiger demon looked around and replied in a low voice:
"He is a ghost. I heard that he has lived for more than three thousand years, and he is a ghost that hangs over the heads of our demon clan!"
The cow demon turned pale from his fright, perhaps because he felt the sympathy of the same clan under the sword ancestor, the tiger demon didn't make things difficult for him, and let him go after a few words of reprimand.
Bai Qiuran compared the tiger demon who spoke ill of him with his sword finger, after thinking for a while, he put down his hand and released the sword energy from his fingertips.
"Hey, the vengeful Abbot Bai didn't hit anyone today?"
Zhixian at the waist joked aloud.
Bai Qiuran patted his skull, shook his head and said:
"It is not appropriate to kill living things today." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com