The Lord who use immortals as food

Zhang Piaoxu disappeared after recording his confession.

Although no one said he would be released, no one was guarding him. When Pei and Xie came back to look for him, the last time they saw him was last night.

Xing Zhi drew a circle on the "Chuiliu Street" on the map.

The staff assembled in the shortest time possible. In silence, dozens of officials arrived at the main roads outside this street. Those who had time had changed into casual clothes, and they would never alert the enemy.

At one time, many sharp-eyed people wearing weapons appeared at the intersections of Fengyifang.

Pei Ye put on his sword and took the black cat. In addition to Xie Chuantang, the skilled constable, Xing Zhi, the purple ribbon sorcerer who had entered the Xuanmen, followed him without revealing his figure. In the encirclement, the two walked into this street hidden deep in the square.

Chuiliu Street, the origin of the name is as simple as its appearance. A sturdy old willow tree stands at the street corner. It is now naturally green. Its branches are dry and hard, which is unique to old trees. The thick tree body is covered with pits and scabs.

It stands crookedly on the left side of the street and leans to the right. It can be imagined that in summer, the dense willow branches hang down like a natural curtain.

As soon as Pei Ye walked in, he felt a completely different temperament from the lively and cheerful outside - in fact, he could also notice it by just looking at the pedestrians on the street who were intentionally or unintentionally avoiding it.

The weather is already quite cold now, but the street is actually noisy with extremely enthusiastic shouts, all very young voices.

Going around the old willow tree, you can see the whole picture: six or seven half-grown teenagers gathered together, some leaning on the wall, some sitting cross-legged on the eaves of the wall, and some sitting on the ground, shouting happily. Their clothes and hair are inevitably a little dirty and torn, but they are not poor, and they look more like unrestrained people without restraint.

In the middle were two young men fighting each other, punching and kicking vigorously, with cold wind blowing into their open collars, revealing only a piece of hot red skin.

Just as one of them missed his punch, he was tripped by a sudden movement and fell to the ground.

He straightened his back and was about to jump up, but was stopped by a sharp wooden whistle beside him: "Dongzi! Your lower body is broken, you lose!"

The man was not convinced: "It doesn't hurt this time. I just punched Tianhu twice, how come he didn't lose?"

The boy who blew the whistle was obviously the oldest, or he was eighteen or nineteen years old: "Once you fall to the ground, spears and halberds will stab you everywhere. You can be killed in one breath. What are you talking about pain!"

Dongzi sulked twice, shook his head and clasped his fists, saying loudly: "I lost, I will be Tianhu's younger brother from now on!"

The boy sitting on the wall couldn't hold back any longer, and slid down: "Alright, alright, the competition is over, go and see my horse!"

The boys stood up in a hurry, and someone climbed his neck: "I heard that your The horse has Dayuan bloodline? "

"Its grandfather is from Dayuan!"

"Let Brother Qinghuo ride first!"

"Where's Xiaoxu? He was looking for a carriage this morning!"

"I lent it to him! But he said he couldn't use my horse!"

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Pei Ye and Xie Chuantang passed by these teenagers, causing a moment of silence. The teenagers frowned and looked at them. Xie Chuantang said calmly: "It will be dark soon. If you are caught riding a horse in the city, you will be beaten with ten boards."

Perhaps she really has that kind of temperament. These street wanderers were speechless for a moment. One of them even explained: "We are going to ride outside the city."

But the next moment, a voice came out: "None of your business!"

Xie Chuantang didn't care anymore and walked in with Pei Ye.

"Chuiliu Street is the old military lane." She tilted her head to explain, "It's the home of the elite imperial guards, but after the expedition to southern Xinjiang ten years ago, almost no one on this street came back."

".Oh."

Pei Ye glanced back at the boys who had left, slowly pressed his sword and looked at the alley in front of him.

They didn't need to ask the neighbors about Zhang Piaoxu's residence, as there was a clear record in the government's household register.

This was indeed a somewhat desolate street. Ordinary people didn't like to come in, and there were no elders or neighbors. If something was hidden, it would not be easy to be discovered.

The old wooden door of the courtyard stood there, with a sturdy big lock hanging outside the door.

Pei Ye knew that Xing Zhi was nearby, he raised his hand to hold the scabbard again, pursed his lips, and walked forward.

Even though Zhang Piaoxu was a familiar boy, he and the scale monster had never met before.

Pei Ye clearly remembered all the traces it left behind, the shocking and deep claw marks, the tearing of the iron cylinder, the horrible deformation of the secret cabin, and the cunning escape from the master's pursuit. This is definitely a dangerous enough enemy.

He must be prepared to deal with the powerful attack, and must also be wary of its fraud and control of Zhang Piaoxu.

Pei Ye raised his hand to press the door lock, and the lock fell into his hand silently.

He slowly pushed the door open, and the old wooden door opened and closed so quietly for the first time, and the first time he stepped into this courtyard, he saw the traces that made him hold his breath.

Claw marks.

There were three deep claw marks on the stone table. Pei Ye saw these marks on it so surely for the first time. The stone table was cut smoothly without any rough edges, and the sharp claws were clearly like a sharp sword tempered with red lotus.

Then there were water marks and a faint fishy smell.

It extended from the courtyard to the steps, and then sank into the gloomy house.

Zhang Piaoxu was obviously not there, and the whole courtyard was only silent.

Xing Zhi's solemn voice came into my ears: "That's the owner of your broken scale."

Pei Ye pursed his lips and looked at Xie Chuantang. Then, without any pause, he suddenly drew his sword and rushed in like a black arrow. The red fire was already lingering around him.

In an instant, a sharp whistle seemed to penetrate his ears. Pei Ye immediately felt that he was being stared at by a pair of eyes. The next moment, the sharp water in the house was like a rain of swords, and the beams, pillars, tables and chairs were penetrated like tofu, covering him completely.

Pei Ye now saw this terrifying water control ability with his own eyes. Tens of millions of drops of water actually had dozens of different movements. He seemed to be taking the swords of fifty people at the same time.

But the next moment, the black cat raised a pair of Chi eyes, and the lingering flames turned into a sea of ​​fire in an instant, and all the water droplets evaporated and disappeared. Pei Ye broke out of the fire with his sword, swept across the entire hall in an instant, and stood in front of the small backyard.

A huge water tank was here.

The round wooden cover was tightly covered.

Pei Ye held the sword horizontally, but there was no next equally fierce attack.

Soon he was slightly startled and understood what was going on - there was not so much water in the water tank.

So it was waiting for him to get close, and the next step would be a fight between its claws and teeth.

Pei Ye silently hooked his lower lip and gently made a sword flower: "If you have spirituality and understand human language, listen carefully: we are not the ones who imprison you, we have no intention of harming you, and you have no room to resist."

His cold eyes stared at the big tank without any slack.

However, there was complete silence.

Pei Ye's eyes passed to an empty place, and after getting Xing Zhi's affirmation, he raised his foot and kicked, and a small stone flew out towards the wooden cover. At the same time, he instantly took a breath and jumped, dragging the sword like a flash above the big tank.

This was the speed of Qi Sheng's full-strength burst, and in his hand was a sword full of momentum. In the dark, Xing Zhi's imprisonment spirit technique had already hit the tank.

The next moment, the stone accurately knocked off the wooden cover of the large jar. Pei Ye held the edge of the jar with his left hand, flew over with his right hand, and looked inside with cold eyes.

But the person was frozen in place.

Pei Ye and Xing Zhi fell into silence at the same time.

Xie Chuantang, who was pressed behind, rushed over from behind, frowned and looked inside, and was also cast into the immobilization spell.

Pei Ye hesitated and tried to return the sword to the sheath, stretched out his hand and pinched the armpit to take it out of the jar.

Trunk, long tail, two limbs.

Gem-like eyes, long hair like light silk, delicate and light scales on the face, fins behind the elbows, and sharp fingertips. They must be the most dangerous predators in the sea, and whales and sharks are just delicacies waiting to be tasted.

But it was only about eleven or twelve years old, just a little longer than Pei Ye's sword, and was struggling in panic and pitiful. The slender and beautiful scale tail "slapped" on his face.

"Did you pinch it?" Xie Chuantang hesitated and reminded.