Liuyun City is a small town in the middle of the Demon Realm. It is backed by the vast western plateau and the vast central plain in the south. It is a transportation hub connecting the central and western regions. The town is not big, with only about ten miles in size, and there are about one hundred families living in restaurants and tea shops. Most of them rely on providing accommodation and food for merchants coming and going.

This place is still thousands of miles away from Xueyue City, but since it happens to be the intersection of two east-west official roads, it is very lively on weekdays.

Since Han Yixiao unified the Demon Realm for the first time, he has divided the Demon Realm into 360 towns and thirty-six counties, each county has ten cities under its jurisdiction. This Liuyun City is under the jurisdiction of Dafeng County.

There is an inn in the west of the city, standing by the river. The main building is three floors high, with hooked eaves flying corners, red walls and green tiles. It is quite magnificent. It is the place where officials come and go to rest and move to convey official documents from all over the country. Behind the main building are dozens of houses, most of which are hotels and hostels, with a bluestone avenue separated by the middle.

At this moment, there were already carriages and horses on both sides of the bluestone road, and the heads of people in the houses on both sides were shaking, and the noise of talking was noisy.

At this time, a middle-aged man in a green robe slowly walked from the east of the official road. This man was tall, rough, with a beard all over his face, and a pair of tiger eyes. He walked in the crowd like a crane standing out from the crowd, which was very eye-catching.

This middle-aged man was Li Mu, who had just been promoted to one of the nine kings by Han Yixiao. At this time, he was patrolling Dafeng County under Han Yixiao's order. Because the Xuanwu incident was so popular in the entire demon world, people were afraid of talking and panic. This incident was even more popular in the central and western regions, and there were wars. Many residents of the western plateau retreated to the central region under the organization of local governments.

In order to appease the hearts of the people, Han Yixiao ordered the residents of the western region to move to the central and eastern regions, and sent envoys to other sectors to bring reinforcements. He also sent patrol envoys to various counties to read out the central government's laws, demons' central government's firm confidence in fighting evil demons. It was under this situation that Li Mu was sent to the most dangerous Dafeng County to carry out patrol missions.

Li Mu looked at the crowds all over the street and frowned. He walked straight to a hotel and entered the gate. Several friends came forward enthusiastically, saying clichés while heading towards the lobby.

Seeing Li Mu's clothes were shabby, the friends didn't look like a rich man, but like a poor man. The poor family's common people couldn't help but secretly contempt and were no longer as polite as before when they spoke. However, the people in the Demon World have always been heroic, and no matter how bad the guests dressed, they would not turn them out.

Li Mu smiled slightly, his eyes were like torches, and he didn't know what the sceptic was thinking, but he didn't mind and pretended to be nothing.

The lobby of the hotel is decorated with bright lights, singing and laughing, and there are all three or five clothes. Most of them are merchants coming and going and rich local children. The silk and bamboo are melodious, and the wine is mingling, and the banquet is having fun.

Seeing Li Mu walking in, everyone's eyes lit up, and they stopped their movements, their eyes following each other like magnets and iron, but they saw the visitor finding a seat by the window as if no one was around, and they all sat down, and they were all coaxing and talking. They were just some irrelevant guessing words.

When Li Mu saw the guests in the hall full of the house, he couldn't help but secretly exclaimed. At this time, it was a time of crisis in the Demon World, and here was approaching the west, surrounded by dangerous clouds. These people were still drinking and having fun here, laughing happily, and they really didn't know how to live or die.

After talking for a while, everyone felt bored, so they each started to drink and talk.

Li Mu ordered some wine and food casually, and asked the clerk about the location of the county government. Then he looked out the window while listening to everyone's words intently.

I heard a rough voice on the table saying, "Old Feng, have you heard of what happened in Tongjun yesterday?" The voice was loud, and even the people in the hall heard it, and they all looked at his table.

Li Mu turned his head and saw a burly man wearing a black leopard-skinned waistcoat, his muscles were bulging, his beard was sloppy, and his whiskers were covered with wine. A short fat man sat opposite him, dressed quite luxuriously, looking like a merchant, probably Lao Feng.

Old Feng took a sip of wine and saw that everyone was looking at his table unstoppable. He couldn't help but feel proud. After coughing twice, he said, "Of course I heard that the big demon Xuanwu appeared in Tongjun again yesterday. I heard that many people died, and they were tragic. They were all broken, their intestines flowed all over the floor, and even their heads were cut off." Perhaps for the hard-won opportunity to show off, his expression was vivid and he danced, which made everyone feel disgusted and secretly greeted his ancestors. However, even the greetings were greeted by everyone, their appetites were also suffocated.

Li Mu sighed. He had heard about this on the road. Now Xuanwu is becoming more and more rampant. He used to be harassing small border cities. Now he has extended his magic claws to Tongjun. It is estimated that it will not take long before Dafeng County will be shrouded under the shadow of the demon. Moreover, Xuanwu has become more and more blood-devouring. He only came out to commit crimes every two or three days, but now he has to suck the brain marrow of living people every day, and more people die day by day.

As Li Muzheng sighed, the angry voice of the burly man came over again: "Damn, that Xuanwu is too arrogant. I don't know what our Demon Lord thinks. Things are so big, and I don't organize my strength to eliminate demons. Now the garrison has retreated to the vicinity of Xueyue City, which is obviously trying to give up Tongjun and continue to tolerate this way. I am afraid that our Dafeng County will sooner or later fall into the hands of the demons."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone showed worries. Most of the people here were local residents and merchants coming and going. Once Dafeng County was in a hurry, they had to leave their hometowns with their families and wander around in a foreign land. The merchants were also worried that their business would become increasingly difficult. Now many places they often visited have no people.

"Has the Demon Lord taken any action? Didn't he say that the Demon Lord had sent an envoy to ask for help from all walks of life?" After a moment of silence, someone asked.

"I have heard of this, as if the Demon Lord sent several demon kings to the Immortal Realm, Buddha Realm, and Underworld. But in my opinion, this matter is not that simple. The Immortal and Buddha Realm have always been incompatible with our Demon Realm. Although the Underworld has no hatred with our Demon Realm, the Underworld and the Demon Realm are world enemies. Now that our Demon Realm and the Demon Realm have formed an alliance, the Underworld may also regard our Demon Realm as enemies."

"That's not necessarily the case. We, the demon clan and the demon clan, were also enemies in the past? We are not aligned now. From the perspective of interests, we have no absolute friends or enemies. The question now is what kind of masters will the three realms of immortals, Buddhas and the underworld send."

"Hey, it's actually not necessary. Isn't our demon world a master Ruyun? I just send one or two demon kings out and I don't believe that I can't deal with Xuanwu."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone stared at the person who was talking, and someone asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

The man didn't know what happened, so he replied, "I am a farmer who grows crops in Xi Village."

"Oh, I understand. It turns out that he is a farmer. No wonder he said so well. You should go back and plant your crops." Everyone nodded to express their understanding.

Old Feng looked at the man with a giggle and thought to himself: "Don't you go back and watch your crops run here to express your opinions."

Li Mu smiled slightly and suddenly said loudly: "Everyone, since you know that Dafeng County is not safe anymore, why are you still staying here and not leaving? Do you have to wait until the demon Xuanwu comes before leaving?"

Everyone looked at Li Mu after hearing this and fell into a dead silence.

After a while, Old Feng sighed: "This guy, it's not that we don't want to leave, but that we are unwilling to do so. Our ancestors have lived in Liuyun City for hundreds of years. This is our root. If we want us to leave, I think everyone is unwilling to do so, right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, many locals agreed with each other, and only some merchants were drinking expressionlessly.

Li Mu was slightly stunned and smiled bitterly: "You probably don't know how powerful Xuanwu is. Even if you gather all the experts in the world, you may not be able to get rid of him. The Demon Lord is trying his best to overcome this crisis. As long as you go to the east to avoid it first, you can still come back after getting rid of Xuanwu."

Everyone burst into a loud voice, and there was a sudden discussion. In the chaos, someone asked, "I heard that Xuanwu can be removed?"

Li Mu rolled his eyes and was about to speak. Suddenly, he heard a burst of crying sounds outside the window. He was shocked and turned his head to look. He saw the crowds on the official road, screaming and running away in all directions. People rushed out from time to time from the shops on both sides, looking frightened.

Li Mu knew something was wrong and was about to ask what was going on. He saw several mates in the store preparing to snatch the door with fear. He couldn't help but snorted angrily, grabbed one of the mates with five fingers, sucked in the air, grabbed his collar and said coldly: "Waiter, what happened?"

The waiter had never seen such a powerful person. When he saw Li Mu's eyebrows and hatred, he was so scared that he almost urinated his pants, and said stammeringly: "Yes... it's the devil Xuanwu who came to kill people."

"What? Xuanwu is here?" Li Mu was shocked when he heard this, and his hand unconsciously relaxed. The waiter slammed on the ground, but he didn't even hum. He got up and staggered and ran out the door. He knocked down several tables in a row. Then he looked at the face that had turned into a pig's liver.

At this time, the lobby was already in chaos. Everyone was scared by the waiter's words and their faces were gone and their souls were scattered. They were not as good as drinking and chatting. They wanted to have more legs. Suddenly, the sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground, the sound of bowls and cups shattering endlessly, and some people even jumped out of the window in an anxious manner, making them scream.

Li Mu was stunned for a while, woke up by the sound of chaos, his face pale. He looked around and saw everyone crying and shouting, chaotic. Someone was sitting on the chair and trembling all over his body. He actually forgot to escape. When he saw that the underside of the chair had already become wet, he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you run away quickly!"

His angry shout was roared with true power, as if it was thunderous in the clear sky, deafening. Those who were forbidden to escape seemed to be stimulating, screaming and scattering, and their speed was faster than those who had run away before.

Li Mu shook his head in sighing, seeing that he was alone in the huge hotel, but there was still a crowd on the official road, and the chaos was extremely chaotic. He immediately broke out of the window and flew to the roof of a house.

Suddenly, a shrill scream came. Before Li Mu could react, another scream came. These two screams were extremely sad, full of fear and pain before his death.

Li Mu's pale face seemed to be a little whiter again. He looked in the sound and was stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw that a black air had risen in the village on the west side, thick as black ink, surging continuously. Suddenly, a thunder sounded, the wind swept over the remaining clouds, and a solemn meaning. The two screams came from the western village covered by black air. Looking up, there was only a hazy place in the distance, with the strong wind and thunder everywhere.

Li Mu stood on the roof and stared at the black aura. He knew that the arrogant Xuanwu was committing crimes in the black clouds. In a short period of time, he had already taken away many lives and sucked the brains of many people. Looking at the crowds under him who were fleeing in a hurry, he couldn't help but sigh.

He had known that this day would come, but he did not expect it to come so quickly and so quickly. It seemed that the Xuanwu had been completely demonized by the Tiange Ji, and he had no scruples anymore and became more and more arrogant.

Suddenly, the black air rolled up and circled up, heading straight out of the village, heading towards the direction of the official road. It was extremely fast and arrived in a blink of an eye.

Li Mu had sharp eyes. At the sight of the black cloud passing by, more than a dozen villagers were immediately swept into the clouds, and they disappeared without even having time to scream. More villagers screamed and wandered under the black clouds, and were about to be swallowed by the black clouds. His face darkened, and he could no longer hesitate, and he could not show any movement. His burly body suddenly rose from the ground and penetrated into the black gas.

He had no choice at all. If he let go of his hands, there would only be more people who died at Xuanwu's hands. As for his own life and death, he had already been put aside.

An unknown place in the darkness came a slightly surprised voice: "Huh?"

After a few muffled sounds, the black air suddenly stopped and he circled over the official road.

Li Mukuang spewed blood and flew backwards from the clouds. His speed was so fast that it was several times faster than when he went there. He broke through several walls one after another and smashed it hard on the ground.

The black clouds are like ink, and the strong wind blows the ground.

A hoarse voice came from the black air and said, "Who are you? How dare you care about my nostalgia?"

Li Mu staggered up, his face distorted and deformed, his hair was standing upside down, his green robe was ragged, his face was covered with blood, and the blood was mixed with cold sweat. When he saw again, his right hand was twisted, and a trace of black smoke appeared from the bloody broken arm, which was extremely miserable.

But he didn't say anything, nor did he turn his head to look at the wound, but there was a flash of flames that no one could extinguish. His steps became more and more firm. He walked to the black clouds, and stood there with his back to the gradually distant crowd, like a nail, like a majestic mountain, and no one could move it. His only left hand tightly raised a long black knife to his forehead. The black air on his face became heavier and heavier, and bleeding continued to flow from the corners of his mouth. It seemed that it was difficult to support it, but he still forced himself to not fall down.

A person, a knife, faces the whole world without any intention of retreating.

He now only had one thought in his mind, that is, to hold on as long as possible so that the citizens here can travel further.

Someone in the crowd was running wildly, suddenly plucked up the courage to look back. It was a scene that he would never forget for life. The man's back was not a trace of panic, but so firm. The broken arm was wiped with a strange bright red, and the black long sword pointed to the sky, with a trace of determination and desolation. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something. His eyes suddenly felt hot and tears flashed. At that moment, he could no longer tolerate anything else. He only had the figure of the man's persistence. He turned around suddenly, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and accelerated his pace to catch up with the crowd in front, but the tears could not help but burst out.

The black clouds squirmed, and a dark red light flashed in it. In an instant, a strong wind blew around the official road, and the demonic energy was strong. The wind whistled and rolled up the three-story hotel where Li Mu had been, and pressed down on Li Mu.

A trace of bloody red suddenly passed through Li Mu's eyes, and a long sword in his left hand slashed into the sky, and a vast sword aura suddenly slashed through the sky.

With a shocking sound, the hotel broke through. Countless bricks and tiles fell down one after another, instantly covering the ten-meter-meter-a-meter-a-meter-a-meter-long open space around Li Mu.

"The cultivation level is pretty good, hehe, I can borrow your brain marrow and be thousands of times better than those grass people." A hoarse voice sounded again, mixed with some harsh excitement and greed.

Li Mu's face became redder and brighter, as if he was about to drip, but his eyes were still firm, and the belief in his heart had not changed at all. He was fluttering in his blue clothes, and the wind blew by, and the corners of his white clothes were blowing, as if he was about to fly to the nine heavens in the next second, but his figure was still standing there tightly, leaving the lightning unable to strike. Who knew that the hand that was covered by a long knife in his arms was tightly inserted into the palm of his hand, and blood flashed out and was still trembling slightly.

The lower half of his body was deeply trapped in the bluestone, and the hard soil had already reached its knees. The dark red, almost black blood kept flowing out from the corners of his mouth, dyeing the surrounding land red.

Hearing Xuanwu's voice, a trace of desolation flashed through his eyes, but in an instant he was replaced by another resolute and determined look. The wind blew past his side and had not changed for millions of years.

The next moment, the black cloud suddenly fell from the sky and instantly flooded the entire earth.

A moment before the soul disappeared, Li Mu clearly saw the Xuanwu rolling and leaping in the black clouds, flashing with a pair of deep red blood eyes, showing a greedy and ugly face towards him. Suddenly, the Xuanwu turned into a black dragon, and a dragon roar came to the sky and flashed down towards him.

At that moment, he suddenly smiled slightly, with a sense of peace before his death, with thousands of living lives behind him, and with deep longing and blessings for countless people, he quietly closed his eyes. The long knife in his hand fell down with a clang, and penetrated straight into the ground, making a sharp and sharp sound, which was so desolate.

...

The roar of the dragon gradually faded away, the dark clouds no longer came, and the sun shining.

Li Mu still stood stubbornly at the head of the village, facing the ancient official road, facing the towering mountains. His posture did not change at all, and his strength was still so strong after the wind and clouds were blowing.

But... his head was gone.

The once proud head disappeared like the wind.

The thick black blood still gushed out of the broken neck, carrying some heat from the beard.
Chapter completed!