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Quyang City
? A heavy rain last night suppressed the hot weather and brought a brief coolness.
Most of the people walking through the streets on the muddy roads had solemn faces on their dark and simple faces, and looked left and right as they walked.
Quyang City is not a big city, but it is not small either, with a population of nearly 20,000. Most of the local people live by planting mulberry and raising silkworms.
July is approaching to August, which is the season when summer silkworms are on the market. At this time in previous years, the city should be crowded with businessmen and bustling, but now it looks deserted, with only some worried merchants sitting in teahouses and drinking Tea.
"Brother Xu, it's not an option to go on like this. If I delay for a day, I will pay hundreds of taels!"
Dong Youxin complained to his friends while drinking bitter tea.
"Don't complain to me! Anyone who is not here is oppressed, I will pay no less than you!"
Xu Fuyuan sighed, and put a grain of broad beans that went with the wine into his mouth, but he was so preoccupied that he couldn't taste it at all.
Apart from the two of them in the teahouse, there were also many merchants, all of whom sighed.
"This time we deserve to be unlucky, who would have thought that there would be a magic gate in the city!"
"Even if you want to capture the Demon Gate, you don't have to trap us here, do you? There is no kingly law!"
"Brother Hong, speak carefully!"
"People with six doors are here, please be quiet and don't ask for trouble!"
As soon as the voice of the person at the door fell, all the merchants around became quiet
Wow! Crash!
A group of six-door policemen wearing brocade clothes inside, light armor on the outside, and threaded steel knives hanging from their waists, with a strong aura and sharp eyes, hurried past the door of the teahouse.
?There were two arresters with jade badges hanging from their waists. They stopped, stood at the door, glanced coldly at the people in the teahouse, and then left without saying a word.
The arresters of the six gates are divided into six grades, wooden, jade, iron, silver, gold, and god-given arresters.
The wooden sign represents just getting started, and the cultivation level is between the beginner's level of inner strength and the small success of inner strength.
Jade Card is a senior police officer, with a cultivation base between the inner strength and the inner strength.
The iron card is the head of the police, and they are basically innate cultivation bases.
The silver medal is the leader of the police, basically all of them are born with small achievements,
The gold medal is the leader of the police, basically all of them are congenital.
?The Royal God Catchment is a title bestowed by the emperor. Among the six sects, except for the master sect master, the highest-ranking group of people, their cultivation base is basically innate Dzogchen.
For ordinary people, the government servants are already fierce and evil, and the six doors are simply the evil of evil.
Although these merchants are much stronger than ordinary people, they are not so strong as to fight the six doors, so they dare to complain behind their backs.
The atmosphere in the teahouse slowly became lively when the patrolling six-door policemen left quickly.
"There is a patrol in half an hour. Quyang is so big, how many people are here?"
"It is estimated that there are at least five or six hundred people, and this is not an ordinary city guard!"
"I heard that even the catcher is here!"
"What! Do you know who it is?"
"I heard it's Blizzard Knife¡ª¡ªWang Feng!"
"Just the god catcher Wang Feng who practiced Blizzard's sword skills to a superb level, beheading Xiantian Dacheng with a single blow?"
"It's that lord!"
"Even the gods have been dispatched. It seems that the status of the demon sect hidden in the city is not low. Maybe it is the guardian of the Tianmo Palace, the blood demon-level killer of the Blood Slaughter Palace, or the deputy suzerain of the evil king sect!"
"This kind of fight between big men, we will be implicated if we are not small, I'd better go back and hide!"
"Fortunately, I brought a few capable guards this time, I hope it will be useful then!"
When people who are congenitally perfect fight, ordinary people can't stand the aftermath alone.
Upon hearing this, many people got up one after another, preparing to go back to the rented house and hide for a while.
Xu Fuyuan and Dong Youxin also got up, said a few polite words, and said goodbye.
Although Xu Fuyuan is not from Quyang City, he has been buying here all year round. For convenience, he bought a courtyard house and raised a few maids.
"You two go to the side and have a look, don't let strangers approach!"
Arriving at the gate of the courtyard, Xu Fuyuan asked the guards following him to wander around the courtyard before going back to his room.
"yes!"
The two guards with small inner strength responded, and then walked to both sides of the street separately.
After entering the room, a handsome maid handed him a wet towel, and Xu Fuyuan wiped his hands.
"I'm going to take a nap, don't let anyone disturb me!"
"Slaves understand!"
The servant girl bowed respectfully, took the copper basin, and walked out of the room quickly. After going out, she didn't forget to close the door by the way.
Waiting for the servant girl's footsteps to go away, Xu Fuyuan, who was sitting alone in the room, got up and entered the inner room. Lie on the wall and listened to the movement for a while, and after confirming that there was no problem, he gently pulled away a stone slab under the bed.
Below the stone slab is a hole about one meter long and wide, and there is a faint fire flickering in the depths.
Without hesitation, Xu Fuyuan quickly got in, and then stood in the hole, returning the stone slab to its place.
Under the candlelight, a tall and burly middle-aged man with a pale face and purple lips was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.
If Song Yifei was here, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance. This is his father Song Zhian.
Beside Song Zhian, there were six men and women with sword scars on their bodies, deep breaths, who also practiced with their eyes closed.
"Master Protector!"
Xu Fuyuan, who went down to the cave, knelt on one knee and said respectfully.
"Um!"
Song Zhian stopped practicing, opened his eyes, and responded lightly.
"What's going on in the city?"
"Return to your lord! The people from the six gates have dispatched a large number of wooden badges and jade badges from various places to arrest them and search the city continuously! The people are not allowed to approach the gate of the city, and the villain just went to the east gate to take a look at it from a distance. I noticed that there was a gold-plated policeman, four iron-plated policemen, fifty or sixty jade-plated and wooden-plated policemen, and there were two to three hundred ordinary guards around."
There are five innates at one city gate, and the four gates add up to at least twenty, which is not counted as a part hidden in the dark.
"Mobilizing so much power at once, it seems that the six doors are determined to catch me!"
Hearing Xu Fuyuan's report, Song Zhian's face turned ugly again.
At this time, several other men and women also woke up from their cultivation, and when they heard Xu Fuyuan's words, they all had ugly faces.
"It's all Shangguan Fu's traitor! When I get out, I must eunuch him!"
One of them, with scars on the corners of her eyes, was dressed in red and looked like a three or four-year-old woman. She gritted her silver teeth and said angrily.
The woman's name is Yan Ruoxi, with a small congenital cultivation base, she is the head of the Heavenly Demon Palace in Daganyou Quanzhou, people in the Jianghu are called "one-eyed scorpion", and her favorite thing to do is to castrate heartless people.
"Shangguan Fu will definitely die! But I can't spare them even if I kill Xuedian, and dare to slander us on the head of Tianmo Palace! I must stuff Xiao Xinghe's head into his anus!"
One of them, a tall, mighty, muscular, bearded man with red eyes, said viciously.
The strong man is called Jin Fushan. He is a super master who has practiced his innate talents. He is also the two strongest men under Song Zhian. He is famous in the Jianghu.
Xiao Xinghe is the highest chief in charge of the Blood Slaughter Palace in Daqian, and his status is similar to that of Song Zhian.
"Are you going to stick his head in his anus? Or in yours?"
One of them, a man with a slender figure, a handsome face, dozens of scars on his chest, and half of his body dyed red, asked in a calm tone.
The man's name is Wei Wuji, his cultivation is congenitally great, he is good at concealed weapons, and people in the world call him the "three poisons scholar", with poisonous hands, poisonous heart, and poisonous mouth.
"You're not talking nonsense! Of course it's stuffed in his anus! I also stuffed my anus Fuck! Chicken Wei, I'll crush you to death! Cough cough!"
Jin Fushan came to his senses and was about to teach Wei Wuji a lesson, but he pulled the wound on his body and couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood, which splashed out.
"What time is it! Still talking nonsense here!"
Song Zhian frowned and taught them a lesson.
"The news has been spread through Falcon, you should take good care of your wounds, and when rescue comes, prepare to break through!"
"yes!"
The six people looked at each other, and they all saw the uncertainty in each other's eyes.
This time, for the execution of the traitor, apart from Song Zhian, the highest level, more than half of the lower-level stewards also came, and even if the rest received the news, they would die if they came.
The other two regions have enough power, but they can't quench their thirst far away, and they have no power to do it, let alone the other party may not have a heart.