In the Blade

If there is a choice, Qian Ren Tu would never want to return to Songzhou City.

The days of being imprisoned in the underground death row were okay, but what he couldn't accept was the failure. He could be defeated or killed, but he couldn't accept being released like an ant. Although it was because of that time that he experienced what it was to be truly strong, he didn't want to do this again.

But now, he had to return to Songzhou City again.

Just because, if he couldn't solve the trouble behind him, he might really become a familiar person.

So he had to drive the tiger to eat the wolf, only in this way could he have a chance to survive.

But it was not easy to return to Songzhou City at the moment.

"Why is there martial law?"

Qian Ren Tu, who was blocked at the city gate, was dumbfounded. He never thought that he had only been out for a few days, and the gate of Songzhou City had been guarded by soldiers.

Although theoretically, with his strength, he might be able to force his way in, but after observing for a while, Qian Ren Tu finally did not do such a dangerous thing.

It was because those soldiers in helmets and armor had some very familiar patterns on their bare hands and necks.

Yes, how could he forget it? The man with the axe nailed to his chest was covered with these sharp patterns.

And now, these ordinary soldiers also had a faint aura similar to that of the monster.

He could not break in without permission, his intuition reminded him.

If he underestimated these soldiers, he might really die here.

So he decided to let others go.

"This is it."

Qian Ren Tu turned around and looked at the strong man with a saddle bag behind him.

"The city is the safest place, but you know, I'm still carrying a case, so I won't go with you..."

"Hey, how can that be possible?"

Before Qianren Tu finished his words, a big hand had already lifted him up in the air.

"Since you're here, why are you in a hurry to leave?"

As Du Chengfeng said this, he just carried the robber and walked towards the soldiers guarding the city gate.

Yes, since you're here, you naturally have to do some familiar operations, that is, do good deeds - and this is also a way for Du Chengfeng to judge the local atmosphere. He is more curious about what rewards there will be for doing good deeds here.

"I caught this robber outside. He is willing to contribute to the construction of Songzhou City."

"Huh? Isn't this Qianren Tu?"

Several soldiers recognized the robber at a glance.

"Didn't you run away? Why were you sent back? It just so happens that the chief priest needs some souls and flesh these two days. You can go together."

"You, guys?"

Du Chengfeng frowned, but found that the soldiers not only held the robber called the Thousand-Man Slayer that he threw over.

They also pointed their spears at him, a kind passerby.

"I'm talking about you. Don't even think about running away."

"...Are you serious?"

Du Chengfeng's hand had already reached for the saddle bag behind him.

"Do you want to think about it again?"

"The weapons in the bag?"

The leading soldier glanced at the handle of the knife exposed on the edge of the saddle bag.

"Take it if you want. You'll need it later anyway."

"...That's even better."

Du Chengfeng thought about it and simply followed the soldiers into the city.

The city was even more wild than outside the city.

Although the shops on the street were still open, the market was unexpectedly filled with an ancient and desolate atmosphere. As for the source of this atmosphere, perhaps it came from the pedestrians. Unlike the normal people of Southern Chen who wore wide robes and big sleeves, the pedestrians in Songzhou City wore very simple clothes. When they moved their hands and feet, there were rough and sharp tattoos showing from the cuffs and collars, which made them look difficult to mess with.

Even in a physical sense, these people were not easy to mess with. Du Chengfeng could feel that the strength of these tattooed people was far beyond that of ordinary people, and even comparable to some ordinary evil spirits entering the body.

This was the evil spirit of an entire city entering the body. How did they do it?

"That is a war pattern, given by the chief priest."

The leading soldier saw the confusion on Du Chengfeng's face and explained a few words casually.

"As long as you draw the battle pattern, you can become a warrior. This is the blessing of the chief priest to the people of Songzhou... What? You ask how this is done? Why are you so talkative?"

"Don't you know?"

Du Chengfeng smiled awkwardly.

"If you don't know, of course you have to ask. After all, I have never seen this... Just drawing some patterns can make people stronger. How is this done? Is it because of special materials?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense."

The leading soldier had some annoyance on his face.

"But it doesn't matter. You will know soon."

"Soon?"

Du Chengfeng narrowed his eyes.

Indeed, he knew it soon.

Out of the streets, what came into view was the original location of the Governor's Mansion, but the Governor's Mansion that was supposed to stand in Songzhou City had been completely flattened by some inexplicable force and became a solid square-and in the center of the square, there were hundreds of people surrounding it, holding various weapons and rushing forward one after another.

But they were still beaten back, with their chests collapsed or their heads missing. Just looking at the blood spitting out of their mouths, they seemed to be deader than dead.

However, this was not the end for them.

These dying people were dragged down, along with their weapons. At this time, the people surrounding the square rushed over. They dipped the blood of the dead and painted the patterns on their bodies. Then they knelt in the center of the square, as if worshiping some unknown ghosts and gods.

"Didn't you say that you want to witness his strength?"

Qianren Tu, who was also brought here, seemed to have remembered some terrible memories, and his legs began to tremble faintly.

"Why did you kill people? Why did you kill people?"

"What's wrong with killing people? How many people have you killed?"

Several soldiers sneered, and then turned the spears upside down and pushed Qianren Tu and Du Chengfeng into the square.

"Go in! The chief priest will treat you well!"

"No! I won't go!"

The Thousand-Man Slayer, who had already felt the powerful pressure, could no longer maintain his rationality. He tried to rush out, but he was beaten back by the spear with his bare hands.

"Brave man! Help us too! Rush out together! They want us to die...Brave man, what are you doing! You're going the wrong way!"

"I'm going to die."

As he walked forward, Du Chengfeng pulled out the big knife on his back.

The second update is here, I'm leaving first. I'll have a healthy rest today. See you tomorrow.

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