The area of ​​the Cangyue Forest is very huge, so if Ye Feibai's old carriage is shaken, it will take three days to reach the nearest city.

Fortunately, the two wretched men were quite regular. Ye Feibai just didn't eat anything they gave, didn't drink water, and was careful when sleeping, and was peaceful. However, on the last day, Ye Feibai found that they were getting more and more quiet.

The number of communications in private is increasing. Before, the two people who have mastered Ye Feibai's perverted perception of the distance are hiding far away.

Ye Feibai must go to the capital, because if the gods and the others are still alive, they will definitely go to the capital. Ye Feibai cannot let anyone stop him, even two humans with ill-gotten plots.

There are lush forests around, and the three of them are on a small path. Ye Feibai is always paying attention to the situation of the two people. He doesn't mind taking two more lives here.

This should not have appeared within Ye Feibai's thinking range, but after the Yin Ghost became a ghost, the importance of the ethnic group "human" was infinitely diluted in Ye Feibai's heart. Now, killing Yin Ghost or killing humans will not cause any psychological fluctuations.

The sunlight casts beautiful spots through the leaves on the body, which looks beautiful, but in fact it confuses the vision. Ye Feibai is even unable to see the road conditions on both sides by the flashing sunlight.

"bass"

Ye Feibai heard a trance of a sword coming out of the sheath, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You can't help it?"

The two of them were behind Ye Feibai. The dagger directly took Ye Feibai's heart on his vest. However, Ye Feibai's hand was quick and he pinched the sudden yellow hair. With a click, the yellow hair's arm bone was broken.

"Ahhhh, let's go, we two Zi Ming's strength, why are you afraid that he will be the same Zi Ming?"

The yellow hair was extremely painful, but the green hair was still hesitating. Ye Feibai showed no strength at all, as it seemed to be held by Zi Ming.

"Do you want to go up too?" Ye Feibai looked at Green Hair with a smile on his face. This Green Hair is a man who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong.

"No, no, no, brother, I dare not. I told him that you can't afford to offend me. He just covets your holy cinnamon fruit, and it's all his fault." Green hair waved his hands repeatedly to clear his relationship with Huangmao, and Huangmao was so angry that he was trembling all over.

"You tm, have you agreed to join us? I am a bastard, I won't let you go even if I am a ghost." The yellow-haired hand was pinched by Ye Feibai and could not take off his body, so he could only curse with vicious words.

"Then you just go and be a ghost first." Ye Feibai showed his evil smile, snatched the dagger with his right hand and inserted it straight into the yellow-haired heart.

With the shock and incredibleness of the two, the yellow-haired rolled off the carriage and was left behind. Only the green-haired ones were trembling and shouting for mercy.

Ye Feibai was not so perverted, but instead threw a saint cinnamon fruit to the green hair: "No, this is a reward for you that you have no rebellion. Don't worry, you won't suffer any loss after following me."

Although Ye Feibai doesn't like green hair, Ye Feibai is not familiar with the environment and needs someone to take care of him when he enters the city. It is a good choice to keep him in trouble.

Of course, everything was discovered by Ye Feibai and another personality. With multiple personalities, the days of coexistence are not so lonely.

The shadow of buildings can be seen in the distance, and more and more orange-red buildings at the foot of the mountain come into view.

"Orange-red buildings? It's a bit interesting." As we get closer, large areas of fiery red buildings come into our eyes, which is very conspicuous in the dark green environment in summer.

"That's the Tung Chuan Market, it's the only urban area nearby." Lu Mao nodded and bowed and quickly introduced Ye Feibai.

After the invasion of the ghosts, humans abandoned most of their residences and narrowed their residence to a city area, leaving only nearby farmland and crop areas, which facilitates management and resistance to the ghosts.

If you still live in the east and west like before, you will be killed by ghosts for a week and you will probably not find it. The Tunghuo Market is the designated urban residence nearby.

Although it is far less prosperous than the stars, Ye Feibai saw a unique feeling of a town. The buildings are very Mediterranean, but they are all bright colors, which makes it very comfortable to look at.

As for the color, the green hair explained that because people in the Torrent Market believe that flames can drive away ghosts, many buildings are painted with this color.

There is a high wall in the gate of the city, and a door hole is opened below. The guards of the Yin-Liao are checking the people passing by.

It is said that it is a investigation, just to detect the Hunting Order. In the Torch Market, there are very few hunting Yin masters, and the union is also dilapidated. Because there are very few people in the Torch Market, and there are very few Yin ghost incidents, so even idle people like Green Hair can make money by pretending to Hunting Masters.

The long queues were fast, and it was Ye Feibai's turn soon.

"Hey, what's in the carriage? "The guard who held the door seemed a little lonely and had the idea of ​​Ye Feibai's pocket.

Ye Feibai was not in a hurry and released the Huyin Ling hanging around his neck. Ziming Samsung was still a special model. He was simply looking up to the Huyin Ling they used for practice.

The guard recognized it at first sight and immediately changed his smile: "Sorry, I don't know if Master Ziming is here, please."

Ye Feibai was also helpless. A purple name can be regarded as an adult in this small place. Isn’t the more than 4,000 purple name in Fanxing in the world?

"I don't know what happened to Fanxing?" Ye Feibai didn't have to think about it and realized that the losses were heavy. Ye Feibai thought about it and immediately asked Lumao to take him to the Huyin Master Union. Maybe he could understand Fanxing's situation.

The Hunting Masters Union in the Tempest Market looks so shabby. It is said that there are all kinds of groceries at the door of the union, and the Hunting Masters are all doing their own small business.

Green Hair also explained that because the Tunghuo Market is remote and there are basically no ghosts in the world, the budget of the Hunting Masters Union has been reduced again and again, which is not as much as the school gives now.

"Hiss, so miserable?" Ye Feibai could only sigh that he had no point in his life.

As soon as I entered the union, I heard a big quarrel inside. It seemed that a woman was protesting. Ye Feibai didn't listen too clearly. It wasn't his business anyway.

A pretty cute girl, dressed in pink and with her twin ponytails, was scrambling at the counter. The receptionist was already very persuasive, but the woman had no intention of stopping at all.

"Hello sir, what can I do for you?" The receptionist changed into a smile and greeted him. After all, he was used to this woman making a big fuss.

"That, I want to ask about Mandarin..."

"Hey, can't you see what I came first? Are you blind?" The woman saw that the receptionist ignored her and turned her target to Ye Feibai.

"I'm sorry, ugly things can't catch my eyes." Ye Feibai chuckled, and even looked for the person who was talking for a fake look.

"You!" The girl's face was flushed, and her pink fist greeted her directly.

"Bang"

Ye Feibai was not polite, and he pinched his fists and used a little force on his hands, which would destroy the girl's hand bone.

"Okay, Lingxia, stop making trouble." An old voice came, talking about the girl, but Ye Feibai felt that this was what he said to him.

"A high-end purple name, garbage." Although Ye Feibai was unhappy, the strong dragon did not suppress the local snake and gave up.

"Who are you?" The girl named Lingxia was reluctant to give in, staring at Ye Feibai with sharp eyes.

"If you say some nonsense to me, I will be your god of death." Ye Feibai was not polite and glared back. This murderous aura really scared Ling Xia, who was not very ill.

"Okay, okay, little brother, please spare Lingxia. She is ignorant and offends you."

An old man lifted the curtain from the inside and walked out step by step with a hunched over. The snow-white goatee proved his age, but the gleam in his eyes reflected his mind.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!