Stardust quietly rotated around the purple star in the vast deep blue night sky at a speed that eyes could not detect.

The gentle moonlight fell and stroked the girl's tall and long Yunting's legs. She held a sword and walked alone in the middle of the empty street. Her body was covered with scars. Every time she took a step, her body seemed to fall down immediately, but she still walked her path. The cold blood kept flowing along her legs, soaking the soles of her shoes, and leaving a long list of invisible blood footprints on the gravel road behind her.

She looked up at the night, and the breeze blew on her fragrant black hair and her white and beautiful face. She had already lost too much blood, and her face looked pale and weak under the moonlight, but it was as calm as a lake on a sunny night, enough to make everyone who saw her heart ripples.

The galaxy in the sky was still flowing, and the star she was looking for was no longer visible.

Stars have special meaning to her.

She can tell the name of every constellation and the legend behind the name.

After flowing through the Wuxian Canyon where the salt stream is spread, walking through the Liuyun Pavilion Road, crossing the Daba Mountains, and crossing the Qinling Mountains, she has become accustomed to being with the stars and is alone all the way.

Walk alone, fight alone.

All the way is enemies, only Xingchen and Jian are her friends.

She was already exhausted after escaping thousands of miles away, not to mention that tonight she had just experienced the most thrilling battle in her life.

Although the battle has ended, she knew that her injuries could not be kept in this city for a long time. As long as she had not left the city, it was not truly safe.

So although it was slow, her steps kept walking eastward.

This small town is called "Bogu". Like its name, the small town is anchored in a narrow valley between the Qinling Mountains and the Yellow River. The Yellow River and the Wei River meet in the north of the valley, where the Yellow River, which came from the north, suddenly changed its direction and began to flow eastward into the sea.

"Canghai." She thought, "There is still a long way..."

In this turbulent world that has been turbulent for a hundred years, there are few cities that have never been ignited, but Bogu City is one. Even though the nations are constantly competing, no one has the courage to lead the army here. The reason is very simple. It is located between the two new and old kings of Haojing and Luoyang. Every year, the emperor's carriage set out from Luoyang to Mount Li to worship the ancestors of heaven and earth, and they will pass by. Therefore, it also gets another name - Ping'an City.

But the city is actually not at all safe. On the contrary, behind the soil far away from the war, various dark forces have attracted, becoming a place where sinful transactions gather. The entire city is full of strange people, gangsters and desperate people.

If Bogu City was not the only way to the Central Plains, she would never let herself step into this messy city even if she was not injured.

Now she just hopes that she can leave the city smoothly before dawn.

However, the thing that was most worried about happened after all. The girl walked to a street intersection and suddenly a few black shadows appeared from the corner of the street to block her way.

"Battle... robbery!" The fat man shouted loudly, waving a broad-blade machete with a ferocious face, but an iron rod that fell on his head stopped him. After a muffled sound, the fat man squatted on the ground with his head in his arms so painful that he couldn't make a sound.

"Why are you doing so loudly?" The guy holding the iron rod lowered his voice and cursed, then took a step forward, nodded politely to the girl, showing a kind smile.

"Hello, girl, let's rob."

"Does go..." the girl lowered her head and said coldly, her voice as thin as a gossip, but she seemed to have done her best.

The man still smiled and said slowly: "You don't need to have any psychological burden. We are a professional robbery team. 'Want not slapping people in the face, money is not life, and money is not robbing money is not robbing sex' is our consistent principle. As long as you cooperate with us, we guarantee that it will never cause any adverse effects on your future life. In addition, according to my observation, you seem to be seriously injured, so it is strongly recommended that you not try to resist..."

"Does go!" The girl pulled out the sword with a clang, but she couldn't help but coughed without having time to take action. Every time she coughed, blood choked out of her mouth. The tip of the sword had to hit the ground and did not fall.

The man frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with the girl's attitude, and then continued: "If you have any opinions or suggestions about us, you can fill out our 'Life of the Calamity' feedback handbook after the robbery, but now, I hope you can match..."

His voice stopped abruptly because he suddenly saw the sword in the girl's hand.

The black-green sword, the surface of the hilt seemed to be frost and mist, making the delicately carved crane pattern on it look lifelike and lingering in the clouds. And where the sword body is close to the sword bead, a snake-shaped mark is clearly engraved.

Seeing this mark, the muscles on his face twitched involuntarily

"Stop talking nonsense to her, boss!" the other black shadows shouted.

The fat man was still rubbing his head on the ground. At this time, he looked up and saw her face from the girl's long hanging hair.

“So…so beautiful…”

When everyone heard the fat man's buzzing, they also leaned down, and more than ten shiny lights shone out from their eyes.

"Boss, are you sure we only rob money and not rob sex?"

Everyone stared at the girl and kept staring at the girl. No one saw the expression of the leading man, nor did anyone notice that beans of sweat were rolling down his face.

"Hey, boss, people can't just let money blind their eyes..."

"Yes, this is how we can follow you again in the future..."

"We won't follow you now..."

Everyone talked and surrounded the girl. The girl's right hand holding the sword began to tremble. Her right arm wore a black arm guard from her knuckles to her elbow. A flower was finely embroidered on it, and five diamond-shaped petals filled with a faint ghostly purple color.

"Slow down." The leading man finally spoke, and everyone calmed down. The man narrowed his eyes, his black eyes were bottomless, and he slowly moved back and forth in his eyes, and his face gradually became gloomy. Then he slowly walked towards the girl, leaned into her ear, and whispered softly: "Miss Cen..."

The girl's body moved slightly, and a strange smile appeared on the man's face.

Everyone was confused.

"Kill her."

The leading man gave the order, a light was like white lightning that cut through the night sky. Before he finished speaking, a sword had already pierced into his chest. Everyone was shocked, because it was the sword in the girl's hand, but no one saw when the girl had changed her figure, and no one could see how the sword was stabbed out clearly.

But although this sword was fast, it was not strong enough. She had already shed too much blood and consumed too much strength. When she had to use force again, the end of the sword was tightly grasped by the man in the sword, and a trace of greasy blood flowed down from his fingers.

"I won't do it yet!" The leading man gritted his teeth and screamed in pain. Everyone came to their senses and raised their weapons and howled and rushed towards the girl.

Several sword lights flashed, and a few sharp chimes sounded. The people who had just killed the girl immediately screamed and retreated. The weapons in their hands fell to the ground, but there was a bright red hole on the back of each person's hands.

"Whoever dares to come... will take his life..." The girl's voice was still like a trickle, so weak that it was almost impossible to hear, but it sounded so unrefused. A group of wild wolves thought they had caught a wounded deer and were about to eat it, but suddenly they found that it was actually an angry female leopard.

No one dared to act without action, for fear of losing his life without realizing it. The girl pressed the sword against the ground again, ready to continue her journey. As soon as she took a step, she stopped again - a broad blade shining with cold light was tilted from behind her neck.

"Who is killing whom now?"

The person who spoke was the fat man who had fallen to the ground before. He quietly rolled to the girl's feet as everyone rushed forward. Now, when she was unprepared, she suddenly stood up and raised the knife in her hand.

"As a matter of fact, fat people are all potential stocks..." The leading man covered his bloody chest and exclaimed with a grim smile.

"Boss...what stock?" everyone asked.

"The backbone! From now on, Fatty is the second leader of me and you are above ten thousand. Hello, Fatty, kill her with one knife!"

The fat man's expression was very excited, and he had completely forgotten the revenge of the past. He held the knife tighter, and the blade had fallen into the girl's skin, and a bright red slid down her fair and straight neck into her chest.

Twist! Twist! Twist! Twist! Twist!

The sound of clappers suddenly sounded on the street.

"The weather is dry and the things are dry, so you can prevent thieves and thefts!"

An old man knocked on a gourd and walked slowly from the end of the street.

Twist! Twist!

"Get to bed early and get up early, and practice diligently!"

"Hey, old guy, what are the ghosts in the middle of the night? Let's go!" the man who covered his chest with his hands scolded.

The old man felt as if he had not heard of it. Not only did he not walk away, he stopped his steps, calmly lifted up his stone-green robe, and simply sat on the ground.

"The big ghosts and little ghosts sit in a row, and you're safe!" The old man continued to shout.

He put down the gourd in his hand and stood up the bangzi on the road in front of him. When he let go, the bangzi did not fall down, but the top was still lit. Under the glancing of the fluorescent beans, the old man's face of the gravures seemed particularly clear. The blue of the sky and the warm yellow of the flames interspersed on his robe, and a large fan-shaped black shadow dragged out on the ground behind him, trembling constantly as the flames jumped.

"Old man, what are you doing for pretending to be a ghost?" The leading man felt something was wrong, and the others picked up the weapons they had dropped before.

"I am just a fighter." The old man replied calmly.

"Just! When did Bogu City have any fighting updates?" The leading man continued to ask. Bogu City was already chaotic, and after nightfall, it was a world of evil people. Every family was closed and no one dared to come out to fight for the updates and patrol the streets.

The old man grabbed the gourd at his hand and a smile flashed across his face: "Of course no one else can get the update, but this is different... This is the evil land of Bogu City."

"What evil place?"

The old man twisted the gourd in his hand and it turned out to be a wine pot. He raised his head and poured a sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth on his cuffs, and said in a leisurely manner: "You may not know that the place under your feet was a moat outside the east gate of Bogu City in the early years, but there were always people in this section of river drowned for no reason, so when Bogu City was expanded more than ten years ago, this section of river was filled up."

"But to this day, those drowning souls still wander around the street in the middle of the night... So I'm here to fight."

Everyone listened to the old man's quiet talk, and their throats were unconsciously surging. The timid fat man was already scared and tears were tears in his eyes, but he turned his head and squeezed out a smile at the leading man and said, "Boss, we... don't leave..."

"Don't let this old guy be fooled. Who would believe in any ghosts when walking at night? Don't pay attention to him, fat man, you should do it quickly. Fat man who doesn't want to be a backbone is not a good robber. If you kill her, you will become famous tonight!" The leading man quickly cheered up the fat man up when he saw this.

"Have you ever seen a drowning person?" the old man suddenly interrupted.

Everyone kept shook their heads, and the old man continued, "I have seen it with my own eyes. The situation is so pitiful... My body is soaked in the cold water, only a face floats out, and some of them even have their eyes called wild tits to take away..."

"Hehe..." At this time, a faint laugh came from somewhere, and everyone's hair stood up. The fat man suddenly let out a sharp howl, and his hands trembled and pointed at the old man. He saw a snow-white face floating from behind the old man.

When the others saw it, they followed the howl of ghosts and wolves. At this time, more and more "faces" surged out from behind the old man. Immediately afterwards, "faces" with different expressions suddenly appeared on the surrounding streets. They floated in mid-air, lined up and stopped toward them step by step. On those strange faces, the two eye sockets were also black and there was nothing. Suddenly, the flames in front of the old man suddenly burst into flames, shining on those "faces", casting them on the surrounding house walls, tiles and wood, as if a group of dark bodies that could not be seen were swimming, like a gathering of dead souls.

Facing this terrifying scene, everyone threw away the weapons in their hands in horror. Regardless of the obstruction of the man in the lead, they panicked and rolled and crawled in all directions.

The leading man plucked up his courage and reached out to grab a face. When he grabbed it in his hand, he looked just a mask. He knew that he had fallen into a trap and threw the masks to the ground, and the masks around him fell down one after another, causing a noise on the road.

The man was furious, threw down the iron rod in his hand, picked up a wide knife thrown away by the fat man, shouted and rushed towards the old man.

A girl who looked like a five or six years old suddenly jumped out from behind the old man and stopped him. She raised her arms calmly and grabbed it out of thin air. The iron rod behind the man jumped up, hitting him in the back of his ear without any trace, and immediately knocked him to the ground.

"It's really... a big ghost... a little ghost..." The man lay on the ground and murmured and fainted.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and smiled proudly at the old man. The old man touched her head kindly, picked up a mask from beside her and gently covered it on the girl's head.

Everything calmed down, and the girl in the distance struggled to carry the sword in her hand and walked forward. After taking a few steps, she finally pounced down as if she had exhausted her strength and was unconscious.

...

Three months ago, a killer card with the name "Cen Shuang" was quietly sent to the major bounty assassin alliances in Bashu, with the bounty of five thousand butterflies and silver shells.

After the Wangyu moved east to Luoyang, the Emperor Zhou emperor ordered the Yuan Sect Holy Court to re-mold the world's currency. The new coins minted were divided into four types according to different materials. They were later called Sinan Qingbei, Niujiao Chi Bei, Butterfly Silver Bei and White Horse Golden Bei. They were the four sacred objects that Xuanyuan and Chiyou recorded in the fundamental doctrine of the Holy See. In the legendary battle between Xuanyuan and Chiyou recorded in the Yuanjing, Xuanyuan was able to recover the defeat several times in desperate situations and finally won the victory - the compass cart, the dragon roaring and the ox horn, the butterfly kite and the white horse of the road.

In the vast and ridges of the Bashu area, the scattered countries and tribes are in conflict with each other, and the war is frequent. The people's customs are extremely fierce under the double twists of war and barrenness. Five thousand butterflies and silver shells are enough for people to pick the head of a monarch of a small country, and the price is quite expensive.

But the only one who offered the reward of these five thousand silver shells was a lower-level female swordsman from Wanlai Sect.

Hunters are probably the oldest profession of mankind, simple and cruel. Bounty Assassins are hunters in this era. For the sake of high bounties, they do not hesitate to violate all worldly laws and ethics and use all despicable means to hunt unfamiliar lives.

Wanlaimen itself is one of the most notorious assassin organizations in the west, but why one of the unknown female swordsmen was offered a reward? And the bounty was so high is intriguing. But the hunters did not care about the reasons behind it. The obvious and generous rate of return had already made the bounty assassins in the entire Bashu thrive.

However, three months later, the ice and snow in Shu Mountain melted into a stream, nourishing the mountains and fields, and thousands of pieces bloomed. No one succeeded. However, her hanging red doubled one after another. Now the number remains unchanged, but it has changed from a silver butterfly to a golden white horse.

As a lower-level swordsman, he was able to escape the hunting of bounty assassin in three months. All of this is due to her swordsman's swordsmanship, the most cautious master in Wanlai Sect. The words he often said, "No matter how high the bounty is, he can't buy his life back." Other masters sneered at the time of mentioning him. As a beloved disciple trained by such masters, Cen Shuang has participated in the operation of Wanlai Sect hundreds of times in the past six years since he was twelve years old, but almost every time he acted as a bait for action. If the teacher had not come to save her with a sword at the last moment, his life would have been gone. Cen Shuang, who survived such a difficult situation, could not have mastered the ability to escape.

But no one expected that the teacher ended his life in such a tragic way. Whenever he thought of it, Cen Shuang couldn't help feeling sad.

The valley where Bogu City is located is the last gateway to the endless mountains of Bashu. Hunters are not willing to return empty-handed. Tonight, the bounty assassins of Bashu all went out to lie dormant in the dense forests deep in the valley, and attacked her with a fatal roundup.
Chapter completed!