Surrounded by Guo Chi and the other three, Chu Zhiyuan and Zou Fang returned to the inner city.
The moment they stepped through the inner city gate, they felt a completely different atmosphere.
The city walls were paved with immaculate white stone, and the surrounding roofs were of various colors, with walls in shades of black, red, and even white. It was both colorful and clean and elegant.
The atmosphere and feel of the inner city were completely different from those of the outer city.
One was vibrant and growing wildly, while the other was refined and pure, indulging in extravagance and luxury, though less lively. The inner city was lively, but only after walking around the outer city did one realize that the inner city was not that lively.
After walking around the outer city and going outside the city once, Chu Zhiyuan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity with his surroundings upon returning to the inner city. He hadn't thought the inner city was that great before, but now he realized that he still preferred it.
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He stood at the western end of Phoenix Avenue and saw Huang Shirong and the other two women already waiting there. Huang Shirong carried two jars of wine, while the other two women each carried an iron box. They were slender and graceful, as if burdened by these heavy loads.
Yet they stood there charmingly, swaying like willow branches in the wind, graceful and charming, holding the items as if they were weightless. "Let's go," Chu Zhiyuan said as he stepped forward slowly.
Huang Shirong said softly, "Shall we start from this side?"
"Let's clear out a spot near here first," Chu Zhiyuan said. "Let's strive to leave no one out." He glanced at the two lithe girls who had followed them.
He was quite curious about these two lithe girls from the Town Guard, who possessed extraordinary skills and incredible speed despite their low cultivation level. They stuck out their tongues and smiled, "Don't worry, Prince, we won't interfere with you."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded and continued walking slowly.
But there were also some villains who would resist fiercely, even specializing in killing Town Guard experts. Every year, White Cloud Sword Palace disciples were lost.
Each time, she was very angry. This time was even more so.
Especially those demonic members of the Secret Shadow Sect, who smiled after killing people, not taking the lives of Town Guard disciples seriously at all.
This made her even more angry, her killing intent burning like a flame, wishing she could kill them immediately.
But she wasn't as fast as Chu Zhiyuan's flying knives, and Chu Zhiyuan had preemptively killed them with his flying knives. "This time, we must teach them a lesson!" Chu Zhiyuan snorted.
As he moved through the crowd, four white lights shot out from his sleeves, passed over the crowd, and disappeared into the shadows of a small alley. He continued walking without stopping.
Zou Fang drifted over like a ghost and retrieved the flying knives.
The two lithe girls followed them in, examining the four corpses in the shadows. Two were young men and two were middle-aged men, each with a knife in their heart, bleeding from all seven orifices, and dead. Their faces were frozen in shock and disbelief.
The white light was so fast that they didn't have time to react. Their hearts were shattered, and they weakened rapidly to the point where they couldn't even speak, dying instantly.
The two lithe girls rummaged through their clothes and found a mark below their necks, which they quickly recorded in their notebooks. Then they busily darted out of the alley.
Afterward, they darted into the next alley and saw corpses lying in the shadows, all with shattered hearts and dead. They quickly checked the necks of the corpses, and when they saw the mark, they hurriedly left, their little hands constantly recording.
When they reached the end of the alley, they saw a small courtyard, similar to the one belonging to the Jade Cauldron Sect. There were many such alleys and courtyards in Jade Capital City.
It was not easy to live in the capital.
Having such a courtyard in an alley in Jade Capital City was already remarkable. The courtyard door was suddenly pulled open, and Wen Qianqian stood inside.
The two lithe girls hurried inside.
They found the courtyard quiet, without a single word being spoken.
After entering the courtyard, they found corpses lying on the ground in various positions, which were being gathered together by Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu.
Blood flowed everywhere, and the stench was pungent. "They're all here."
Sun Qianqian and Xu Mengyu poured wine on each other, tilting the wine jars and pouring the strong liquor down to cleanse their fair little hands. For a moment, the fragrance of wine filled the air.
But it still couldn't dispel the strong surrounding stench of blood.
The two lithe girls busily rummaged through and looked at everything, not missing a single corpse, and recorded the characteristics and cultivation levels of each corpse. There were a total of thirty-six corpses, four Grandmasters, and the rest were all Innate experts.
Whether they were Grandmasters or Innate experts, all of them died from flying knives shattering their hearts.
They didn't see it with their own eyes, but they could imagine that these experts had been killed by flying knives before they even had a chance to see who was attacking them. For them, their deaths were truly unjust and suffocating.
These Secret Shadow Sect experts were all assassins lurking in the shadows. They often killed people before they even noticed.
Now the tables had turned, and it was their turn to be killed silently. Truly, what goes around comes around.
After washing their delicate hands, Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu began to rummage through boxes and cabinets in the house, searching for hidden compartments and secret stashes.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "This isn't their main nest, just a temporary stronghold. There's nothing to search for. Let's go." Without another word, Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu immediately stopped searching.
The group left the small courtyard and drifted toward the eastern end of Phoenix Avenue.
Moving through the crowd, the formation formed by Guo Chi and the other three emitted an invisible force, gently pushing away those who blocked their path. "Get ready," Chu Zhiyuan said.
Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu simultaneously "popped" open the iron boxes. The iron boxes split in the middle and flipped inside out.
It was like sticking the sealed sides of two open boxes together, with the open sides facing outward. Inside the boxes were rows and rows of cold, gleaming flying knives.
Each row had nine flying knives, and each side had four rows, for a total of thirty-six knives. Both sides together had seventy-two flying knives. Chu Zhiyuan stretched out his hands: "Knives!"
A flying knife was quickly taken from the iron box by Wen Qianqian and handed to his left hand, and Xu Mengyu's flying knife was handed to his right hand. "Chih! Chih! Chih!"
"Chih! Chih! Chih! Chih!"
One flying knife after another was released into the air, drawing streaks of white light and shooting into the crowd not far from the entrance of a small alley. A young man who was hawking outside a rouge shop suddenly widened his eyes, looked down at his chest, and looked around with wide eyes. Amidst the screams of the people, blood slowly seeped out of his seven orifices, and he collapsed limply to the ground, dead.
The Gang Qi in the flying knife was becoming more and more powerful.
While shattering his heart, it went up to attack his brain, causing him to faint instantly, dying before he could say a word. Then there were screams elsewhere, and two more people suddenly died.
The two lithe girls drifted over to check the corpses and quickly drifted away, speeding up their movements and figures.
This time, they finally saw Chu Zhiyuan's movements clearly.
He drifted along, taking the flying knives handed to him by Wen Qianqian in his left hand and the flying knives handed to him by Xu Mengyu in his right hand, and throwing them out separately. The faster the two girls handed them over, the faster he shot them out, without stopping.
The two girls were extremely busy, burying their heads in taking out the knives.
One cold, gleaming flying knife after another was quickly handed to Chu Zhiyuan.
The flying knives pierced through the air, flew over the walls of the alley, and disappeared without a trace.
The two girls quickly separated and drifted to the alleys on either side, and then saw that there were already six corpses in the shadows under the walls. They were curious as they examined the corpses.
These guys were all hiding in one alley. What were they doing? Could it be that they were practicing their skills? If they were practicing, there was no need to be in one place, and there was no need to be in an alley, right?
Then they frowned. They saw some bloodstains.
These bloodstains were already dark brown, but there was still a faint bloody smell, a smell that was about to dissipate. People had recently died here. And not just one or two people.
These guys were killing people in the alley!
