The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Yan Bei lived in the most remote corner of the outer city, where houses were lined up in rows and alleys were densely packed and extremely narrow.

Compared with the prosperous inner city of Fengdu, this place was simply a slum.

But even though it was such a cramped residence, it was a place that people outside the city dreamed of getting in.

And without some skills, who would be qualified to live in the city?

The people in the northern region of Zhou were fierce, not to mention killing people for a disagreement, they might kill people for a disagreement in their eyes.

According to the laws of the Great Zhou, fighting and killing were not allowed in any city. Those who wanted to fight could go to the arena in the city for a life-and-death duel.

Outside the city, there was no protection from the laws of the Great Zhou.

If ordinary people or ordinary cultivators did not want to die... they could either stay in the city honestly or find a way to join a sect to seek protection.

If you are a casual cultivator without background or support, then unless you are extremely cautious, have great luck, and are powerful, you will basically die.

So as long as you are in the city, there are many people who want to live there even in the worst environment.

Yan Bei only has two rooms, and these two rooms are divided into five rooms.

A kitchen is used to store sundries, a room for the old mother, a room for the children, another is considered the "main room", and the last one is the room for Yan Bei and his wife.

Five single rooms are divided in a house of less than 20 square meters... The life of low-level cultivators and ordinary people is really difficult.

No matter what era, everyone wants to become a dragon or a phoenix, but the reality is always so... unsatisfactory.

Wang Que did not make things difficult for Yan Bei, he just asked a few questions.

Sure enough, Yan Bei did not know who Yan Zhenxing was.

Before leaving, Wang Que saw that his child was cute... and left a stack of spirit tickets silently.

With a little sigh, Wang Que and Mo Lingqing simultaneously noticed a shadow at the corner of the alley not far away.

The shadow flashed and disappeared into the alley when Wang Que and Mo Lingqing looked at it.

"Hmm?" Wang Que narrowed his eyes, and his soul power instantly spread out.

"Can even my soul power be blocked?" Wang Que was stunned, and then sneered.

Without saying much, the two chased after it.

In the narrow and densely packed alley, the three people flew at high speed one after the other.

In less than ten breaths, the three people had already run out of this area of ​​houses.

The shadow had no intention of stopping, and rushed towards the city gate at a terrifying speed.

"Run?" Wang Que closed his folding fan: "Chase!"

Flying is prohibited in the city. If Wang Que does not want to expose his identity, he naturally cannot fly, so the three people quickly approached the city gate.

"Good fellow, even the speed of the Skybridge Realm can't catch up with him, Madam, this guy is a trick!"

"Catch up first." Mo Lingqing's 'gentle' face had a cold look in her eyes, and her speed increased by two levels.

But Wang Que and Mo Lingqing accelerated, and the black shadow in front also accelerated.

A quarter of an hour later, the three of them rushed out of the Fengdu city gate one after the other.

As soon as they left the city, a green light flashed on the black shadow, and then the black shadow jumped up and stepped on the green light and rushed diagonally into the sky.

Its speed broke through the sound barrier in an instant, bursting out layers of sonic booms and dragging out a continuously spreading 'flame tail'.

"Humph." Wang Que sneered, and threw the folding fan in his hand to make it bigger, and then the two stepped on the fan and chased after him.

The rumbling sound of breaking through the air continued to explode, startling the guards on the city wall.

"Xiaotian, what's going on?"

"Nothing, brother. Three people just disappeared like a big black rat. I guess they are enemies who dare not fight in the city."

"Oh, I thought it was something else. Stay on duty. Brother, take a nap first. Don't forget to call me in advance when the captain comes."

"Don't worry, brother. The captain will definitely not find out."

"Well, I'm going to sleep. I was so tired at noon..."

In the sky, two shadows, one in front and one behind, penetrated the sea of ​​clouds, and then the black shadow on the Qingguang sword dived into the sea of ​​clouds and fled at a high speed.

"Ridiculous." Wang Que was disdainful. The power of heaven and earth condensed, and the speed suddenly increased to the Chongxu realm!

On the Qingguang sword, the old man wearing a bamboo hat narrowed his eyes slightly, and then the power of heaven and earth around him condensed, and the speed also instantly climbed to the Chongxu level!

"Chongxu?" Wang Que was shocked and smiled: "Madam, we seem to have found some clues."

As they spoke, both parties had already fled a hundred miles away.

Both the fleeing and the chasing were at full strength. After ten thousand miles, Wang Que began to rest and Mo Lingqing continued to chase with Qiu Huashan.

Such a full-strength chase consumed a lot of energy, and the old man on the Qingguang Sword also ate pills and drank spiritual liquid.

Three hours, eighty thousand miles!Such a terrifying speed would scare people if they were told about it.

In an unknown mountain range, the old man suddenly stopped, and then the green sword shot out.

With a smile on his face, Wang Que waved his hand and the Qiu Hua fan under his feet flew out and grew rapidly!

A clanging sound rang out in the mountains, and the green sword pierced the fan of Qiu Hua fan, and fire splashed everywhere.

The next moment, the stars in the sky seemed to turn into a rain of swords and attacked. In these sword rains, the power of the sword's artistic conception was extremely rich!

"One against two, did you win!" Wang Que sneered, and waved his sleeves and punched the sky with the artistic conception power!

The two artistic conception powers collided, Wang Que retreated half a step, and the old man also retreated half a step.

"Hmph." A cold snort came, and the old man sacrificed a two-meter sword box and inserted it in the air in front of him. He swept the seal with one hand, and the sword box clanged and opened, bursting out a sharp sword sound!

The sound of the sword broke through the sea of ​​clouds and went straight to the sky, followed by the red, green, blue, and purple four-color pure and extreme spiritual swords trembling and fighting endlessly.

"Hmm?" Wang Que caught the flying Qiu Huashan and frowned and stared at the sword box: "Madam, look at the sword box."

Mo Lingqing's eyes showed thinking: "It's familiar."

Without waiting for the two to think, the four-color spiritual swords rushed out of the sword box with extremely terrifying artistic conception power to attack!

As the four-color spiritual swords rushed over, they kept twisting and changing their directions. For a while, the sword light was lingering and the sword energy was crisscrossed wherever the four swords passed, and the sea of ​​clouds was torn and shattered.

Facing the four-color spiritual swords rushing like a dragon, Wang Que condensed 1,187 black and red light swords with a thought!

At the same time, scarlet air waves were emanating from Mo Lingqing's body, and the state of blood burst out. Nine blood-colored bone whips pierced out from the blood-colored air waves around him, twisting and winding together with Wang Que's Xianmen sword formation to meet the long dragon of the spirit sword!

On the Qingguang sword, the old man in the bamboo hat frowned slightly as he looked at the nine thorny bone whips, and raised his head slightly to look at 'Yang Yunwu' and 'Bai Xiangning'.........

In the loud noise, the sea of ​​clouds here was completely dispersed by the escaping shock wave. With such a strong impact force, whether it was Wang Que, Mo Lingqing or the old man, they all flew backwards for a hundred meters before stopping.

"Madam, this person is a bit strong."

Mo Lingqing narrowed his eyes, and a super killing intent rose to the sky!

Nine thorn bone whips shot up into the sky, and for a moment, black thunder roared around the sky. The jade hand raised, and the nine thorn bone whips condensed into a blood-colored thorn bone sword. The jade hand held the thorn bone sword, and blood-colored thunder crackled and burst!

Without saying a word, Mo Lingqing's feet shook the air and stepped into the sky. The terrifying murderous intent and bloody artistic conception were like a torrent of waves!