Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 1174 Nobody's Street
The sky is gloomy, and a thunderstorm is coming.

On the empty and deserted street, the branches and leaves of willow trees flutter in the wind.

Walking out of the house with Zhang Rong, there was no carriage at the door, and apart from this Zhang Rong, there was not even a single guard accompanying him.

However, Xia Feng was like a turtle entering the city, obediently following this person towards the imperial city without saying or asking.

It was already late at night when I came here yesterday, so Xia Feng didn't know which city this was. Although he was still turning a little bit now, he could see the street scene very clearly.

This street is much longer than he imagined.

Walking side by side with Zhang Rong for about 10 minutes, there was only dead silence in my ears except for the rustling of the willow trees in the wind.

Walking side by side, Xia Feng was the first to break the silence.

"Deputy Marshal Zhang, do you have an umbrella?"

"umbrella?"

Xia Feng pointed to the sky with his finger.

"looks like it's going to rain."

For some reason, Zhang Rong's expression was a little unnatural.

"Oh, it's about to rain, so let's hurry up."

However, Xia Feng did not follow him to speed up, but slowed down a lot, and asked some unclear questions.

"Deputy Zhang, do you like rain?"

"I don't like it very much."

"I really like it."

Zhang Rong obviously had no intention of chatting with him, he just dealt with him a few words casually, and then fell silent.

Walking in the empty street, Xia Feng kept talking casually.

"This street is really nice, very similar to the street I live in Victoria, very quiet."

Zhang Rong replied in a coping manner.

"Master Zhao said yesterday, Governor Xia, you like to be quiet."

"Well, I do like quiet."

Exhaling heavily, Xia Feng answered in a soft voice.

"But it's too quiet, it's creepy."

"Oh, it's a little bit."

"It's not a little bit, Deputy Marshal Zhang, since we went out, there hasn't been a single pedestrian on this street, not even a bird."

Another gust of wind blew by, and the "rustling" sound of willow trees became more intense with the wind, and there was a strange atmosphere vaguely in the empty streets.

Zhang Rong pretended to be calm and squeezed out a perfunctory smile.

"Heh, it might be because the wind was too strong last night, so the people in this street are hiding at home."

Xia Feng nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, the wind was very strong last night. The moon was dark and the wind was high, covering up the noise. It was the most suitable for sneaking in secretly. Hey, it's a pity that the guards downstairs stood guard too seriously, and they didn't leave until this morning."

There was a trace of cold sweat on Zhang Rong's forehead.

"Heh, Governor Xia, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"It's nothing, I'm just reading suspense novels recently, and I'm a little fascinated."

"It turns out that you still like to read books."

"Look around casually, just to pass the time."

After walking a further distance, Zhang Rong glanced at Xia Feng beside him from the corner of his eye.

"Governor Xia, is there a short knife on your waist?"

"Yes."

"It seems that you not only love to read books, but also do some research on the art of swords?"

Xia Feng raised the corner of his mouth and replied confidently.

"Of course, which man doesn't have a martial arts dream? To tell you the truth, my dream has always been to become the number one sword master in Yan Kingdom."

"Oh, my lord, you are really humorous."

At this moment, they had almost reached the middle of the street, and Xia Feng suddenly became sullen when he heard Zhang Rong's words.

"Deputy Marshal Zhang, do you look down on me?"

"what?"

"I said that I want to become the number one sword master in Yan Kingdom, what are you laughing at?"

"Governor Xia, I didn't mean that, you misunderstood."

The forward steps stopped abruptly, and Xia Feng stopped in place.

Following his sudden stop, Zhang Rong's pupils flickered obviously.

"Governor Xia?"

"I hate being underestimated the most. Anyway, I have enough time. It seems that I need to show you my sword skills."

Zhang Rong looked embarrassed.

"My lord governor, there's no need for that. It's more important for us to return to the imperial city as soon as possible. Prime Minister Yan and the other governors are still waiting."

"It's okay, I'll just make a simple gesture to open your eyes."

After all, Xia Feng stretched his muscles and bones on the spot, as if preparing to start a marathon.

In front of Zhang Rong, he kicked his legs and twisted his neck. Finally, after warming up, he reached for the handle of the Shenyue Saber at his waist.

From Zhang Rong's point of view, Xia Feng's actions are completely amateurish, but for some reason, he is very cautious.

"Governor Xia, you here."

Xia Feng lowered his head, holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, and a deep voice came from his mouth.

"Deputy Marshal Zhang, I want to ask you a question. How many years have you served in the Imperial Guard?"

"It's been seven or eight years."

"Seven or eight years? Then you should know the rules of the army very well, and even some movements have formed muscle memory."

"What's the meaning of this, my lord governor? The subordinates don't understand."

"What I want to say is, since you have served in the Imperial Guard Army for seven or eight years, and you have taken the position of deputy commander, why did you mistake the Yan Guojun's salute with the left hand up and the right hand down just now? "

This time, the respect in Zhang Rong's pupils disappeared, replaced by a complex meaning.

At this moment, Xia Feng's voice continued to come.

"As I said just now, I like rain very much, especially the rain in Yan Country, because the rain can wash away the blood on my body, whether it is someone else's or my own."

This was the last sound Zhang Rong heard in his life. In the next second, the unsheathed Shenyue knife flashed a cold light.

"Shh!"

Hot blood spilled into the sky, and Zhang Rong's arm, which was also about to draw the knife, was cut off at the root.

"what!"

Screams pierced the dead silent street.

"Puff puff!"

In the next second, Shenyue Dao slashed several times in an instant, the screams stopped abruptly, and Zhang Rong's chest exploded like a bloody flower.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

The moment Xia Feng killed Zhang Rong with the instant explosive power of [Sorrowful Autumn Liyu], all the doors and windows of the houses on both sides of the street burst open.

With murderous intent, dozens of strong men with machetes rushed out of the house with red eyes, shouting to him to kill him.

The entire dead street was instantly covered by noise.

Walking about ten meters further, he will come to the middle of the long street. However, before the "signal" is sent out, he made a move in advance.

"Boom!"

A low thunderclap came from the gloomy sky, intertwined with the roar of the street.

Facing the sudden change, Xia Feng didn't have time to distinguish the appearance of these people, he only felt that there was only naked killing intent in everyone's eyes.

"Ding!"

Shenyue Dao uttered a soft cry, facing the enemies coming from all directions, he closed his eyes, and the [Shadow of Falling Cherry Blossoms] that Master Xiao once taught him came to mind.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

The sound of flesh and blood tearing open one after another, Zhang Rong's body on the ground was trampled mercilessly.

A bloody massacre in Fengyang City, the imperial capital, has begun.

(End of this chapter)