After Xu Zimo and Xiao Guizi returned to the inn, they also planned to leave the ancient city of Hunyuan.

"Senior brother, did this assassination matter?" Xiao Guizi asked suspiciously.

"No one can run, just temporarily inconvenient, so as not to hit the grass and startle the snake," Xu Zimo shook his head with a smile.

"Does Brother already know who the murderer is?" Xiao Guizi asked.

"Don't you have an answer in your heart?" Xu Zimo smiled.

In the afternoon, the two rode away from the ancient city of Hunyuan on a dark sky tiger and green Jiaoma.

Twilight and sunset are intertwined on the horizon, and the world after a snow seems to become brighter.

Is completely new, as if it has been cleaned.

On a remote street in the ancient city of Hunyuan, a small tea stall is located here.

Probably because the place is too remote, tea stalls have no business.

An old man was sitting in front of the tea stall, holding a relish of the tea classics in his hands.

"Grandpa, that little brother named Ye Lingtian is so pitiful," said the little girl with a ponytail and a fleshy look on her side. "The Ye family is still our big family in the ancient city. No."

"Poor?" Hearing the little girl's words, the old man shook his head with a smile, closed the tea sutra, and said, "Xiaoqi, you need to understand.

Everyone in this world is not easy, everyone is working hard to live, it does not matter that it is pitiful.

The road is chosen by yourself, no matter what the result is, you have to face and accept it calmly. "

Speaking of which, the old man did not know what he remembered, sighed with emotion, and looked at the sky deeply.

"The more old man, soak a pot of red sunset," a voice interrupted the old man's thoughts.

"Good," the old man smiled quickly and began to get busy.

Xu Zimo and Xiao Guizi walked out of the ancient city of Hunyuan, recognized the direction, and headed for the Baili family.

The drifting snow has stopped, and the hazy mountains in the distance are shrouded in white mist.

In this winter of solitude, no pedestrians can be seen around the ancient city of Hengyuan, and the surroundings are very bleak.

Not long after Xu Zimo and Xiao Guizi walked, they saw a black spot on the far side of the skyline.

This black dot is getting faster and faster, but it has already appeared not far from Xu Zimo in a blink of an eye.

This is a figure, to be precise, an old man.

The old man was wearing a black robe, and his figure stood between the heavens and the earth. Although he didn't have a strong momentum, he felt full of oppression.

"Hand over the Qingyun War Pearl and the news of the Third War Body," the old man said lightly: "I can make you die more happy."

"I thought you guys were already scared," Xu Zimo smiled and replied.

This old man was the shopkeeper in the rash bar before.

"It seems that you deliberately lured me in," the old man frowned slightly, his spirit spread out, and he didn't feel other breaths around him.

As a strong man at the pinnacle of Sacred Realm, he is confident enough about his strength.

"Your Gu Ming is really bold. The disaster in the Hunyuan Ancient City was brought by you. Now you dare to appear in the ancient city with fairness and integrity," Xu Zimo said.

"So what," the old man shook his head slightly and replied: "That was a good opportunity. If it wasn't for some stupidity in the family, it messed up. Now who is the initiator of this new era is not necessarily."

Hearing the old man's words, Xu Zimo was silent for a while.

Although he has not experienced the age of ancient times, but in the evolution of the long river of fate, he also felt the terrible suffering of that great disaster.

It was still an era of wild monsters, the human race had no status at that time, and monsters dominated everything.

People often say three thousand races in the world.

But the race in this world can be summed up more than three thousand.

At that time, no one really knew the race of Gu Ming.

It was not until they secretly cultivated their spirits that they finally regained sight of the sun and initiated the occupation of the entire Yuanyang continent. People really realized the horror of this race.

Even if it was as strong as a demon at that time, it should avoid its sharp edge. However, in the battles against tens of thousands of years against ancient ghosts, the contribution of one of the races was very prominent.

That is the giant race, once they were the second largest race after the demon race in the wild era.

Unfortunately, in the battle against Gu Ming, they spared no effort, and although they won terribly, they almost reached the state of genocide.

The strength of the giant clan is ten, and it is also in recognition of their contribution to the entire continent.

The parties on the mainland have reached a consensus and are not allowed to kill any giants at will.

This rule has been applied to the present day, even after the Emperor Zhenwu created the era of the emperors, he did not overthrow it.

But with the passage of time, people have gradually forgotten many of the glory that the Giants once had.

Many people even started to kill giants in private.

Just like when Xu Zimo was in the 100,000 mountains, Chi Qianxue prepared to hunt down the giant for the treasure of life attribute.

"I really want to know, what back-hand do you have prepared," the spirit of the peak of the Holy Vessel Realm on the old man radiated out, and said with a smile: "Why did you lure me here?"

"You will know right away," Xu Zimo smiled.

Beside him, a huge vortex emerged, and a beast roar from ancient times shook the world.

The huge chaotic body slowly crawled out of the vortex ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ ancient beasts, "the old man stared at Chaos mortally, and said in disbelief:" It's really hard to imagine that there are still ancients now The demon beast survives and is willing to be your pulse beast. "

"Old man, that breath on you is really annoying," the chaotic voice replied indifferently.

For monsters who have gone through the Guming era, not only the human race, the Guming family is also their most hated ethnic group.

When Chaos held his left paw high, carrying an endless hurricane, and the oppressed "rumbling" of space exploded towards the old man.

The old man's face changed a lot, his dark gray aura surged, and a dark gray mist formed.

When the chaotic right paw was photographed on the mist, only a scream was heard, the mist spread out instantly, and the ground was photographed with a tens of meters wide sky.

The figure of the old man had already appeared in mid-air, and he really appeared above his head.

It was also a fog of gray, with red light flashing in the fog.

As if from the blood sea of the underworld hell, countless gruesome monsters roared inside, and a harsh and sharp cry rang out.

Half of the sky seemed to be reflected in this horrible gray mist, raised his head, the original clear and bright world still could not see clearly, only the gray mist enveloped all around.

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