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Chapter 212 Sword Eleven

"Kuncheng?"

Among the Ember Hunters, they are extremely cruel and are also known for killing. They are known as Xiaoxue Tu Yuan Xiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

He naturally knew that in the northwest of Ember City, it was the closest city to Ember City - a place where people lived on the way was too small and at most it was a gathering place.

Because of the unsafe roads in the end, even the nearest Kun City does not have much contact with the City of Embers.

It will take three to five months or even longer to have a caravan coming from Kuncheng.

Or, the caravan of Ember City goes to.

Since the last time, the caravan in Kuncheng had no idea that he had provoked the city lord. After the real "annihilation of the entire army", the city of Embers and Kuncheng have become the result of never interacting with each other.

Yuan Xiu didn't know whether Kuncheng had heard the news in the end.

The City of Embers did not intentionally conceal the blockade news, so there was no need at all. The city lord didn't care, so naturally they wouldn't be anxious and worry about it.

So far, the area in Kuncheng has been calm and there is no reaction at all.

The person in front of him suddenly asked this question, so naturally he was not from Kuncheng.

But they asked this question, I'm afraid they were also people who knew Kuncheng.

"No." Yuan Xiu said directly to the local area without any intention of dealing with nonsense.

"No, that's a pity." The man with a gloomy but smiling, a strange and contradictory aura said, "I originally wanted to ask you about someone..."

Speaking of this, the topic suddenly changed again, "Forget it, let's introduce myself to you first."

Yuan Xiu frowned when he heard this, and the few ember hunters behind him were also very surprised.

The scene is not tense at the moment, but it is not much better.

In the end of the world, the first thing people do when they meet is not when their fellow villagers meet, their tears are filled with tears.

This guy suddenly wants to introduce himself. Could it be a sign of kindness?

"Where is my previous name, it has been lost. That name does not match my current identity. You can call me Jian Eleven, Zhan Wudi City, one of the three city lords, and the eleventh disciple of Jian Emperor. The current ranking is eleventh." Jian Eleventh talked happily.

"What a mess? You have read too many martial arts novels?" Yuan Xiu said bluntly.

But he became alert in his heart. As an ember hunter, he knew that the man who tried to deceive Liu Mu that day, and finally sank the corpse in the river was named Jian Shijiu!

I originally thought I was just a middle-aged man, but I didn't expect that my identity was so prominent.

Yes, it can indeed be regarded as prominent.

There are only six main cities in China now. Zhan Wudi City is actually the city of Zhan Wu. One of the three city lords is definitely the top figure standing in this land and the survivor pyramid.

If it were before the end of the world, he would definitely be a member of the Standing Committee of a certain bureau. How could such a disciple not be prominent in his identity?

But how much truth is the words said by Sword Eleven?

But looking at the performance of this person and the person behind him, there is no clue.

But looking at the other two outside the ox cart, their faces became more and more ugly as Jian Shiyi said.

There were even a few depressing crying sounds heard from the ox cart.

Yuan Xiu's face was shocked and suspicious, feeling that perhaps eight points were true.

"I'm telling the truth, why don't you believe it?" Jian Shiyi's smile began to disappear, and the gloomy aura became even more obvious.

This change made Yuan Xiu feel dangerous.

"It seems that I'm wrong." Yuan Xiu smiled without any smile. "If you don't know Mount Tai, you won't disturb the good things of this Eleventh Lord and take your leave first."

Since this group of people looked like a martial arts gangster, Yuan Xiu didn't mind walking along their style.

It is the right way to get out early and report this time to the city lord.

As for the grudges between the two sides, who were in the ox cart, and why was they chased by the Jian Shiyi people, Yuan Xiu was too lazy to care about it.

It was just a coincidence before.

"No, no." However, Jian Shiyi spoke to stop him, "Now is not the time for you to leave. Please stay and watch a good show."

"Good show?" Yuan Xiu frowned again, his face looking a little ugly.

Fortunately, he had a calm face and could not tell anything about it.

"Yes, how do I say this? I like it very much - well, I like to show my holy presence in front of people, yes, that's it." Jian Shiyi's gloomy face again, and the conflicting situation was really uncomfortable. "I like to do things, and there are audiences applauding."

"good."

As soon as the words were finished, the ten people behind him cheered and changed into flattering expressions, which looked quite ridiculous.

But Jian Eleven is quite useful.

Yuan Xiu did not speak or leave, and the bloodthirsty intention on his face flashed away.

Putting aside Jian Shiyi, each of the ten people behind him was a professional, and none of them were weak hands.

Yuan Xiu is an elite in the first round. Even if he barely blocks Jian Eleven, which makes him feel dangerous, the few people behind him can't stop the remaining ten people.

Leaving now is not a wise move, and for the time being, I can only be hypocritical and have sex with the snake.

Of course, when necessary, Yuan Xiu didn't mind fighting with him at all.

"Yeah, yeah." Jian Shiyi stretched out his hand, signaling his subordinates to calm down, and walked towards the ox cart step by step.

"Are you scared?"

He spoke as he walked, looking at the two people holding sharp blades, "It's right to be afraid, I like you guys the most."

"You know, I am different from Jian Shijiu's martial artist."

"My sword is the sword in the darkness, the sword for murder."

"I'm not gorgeous at all, not glorious at all, not beautiful at all, I'm very disappointed! Very disappointed!"

Speaking of this, Jian Shiyi's face became ferocious.

"Madman." Yuan Xiu said in his heart.

He had already confirmed that even if the person in front of him was not a lunatic, he would definitely be abnormal in his heart.

"Actually, I am quite envious of the martial artist Jian Shijiu. His sword is so beautiful. He fights head-on and strikes his sword in front of others, causing a burst of exclamation. Unlike me, head-on combat is not his opponent. Although he ranks nineteenth and I rank eleventh, I still envy him."

Jian Shiyi continued to walk and continued, "So, this time I got the news of your going south, so I personally took on this task. After all, the people I envied have not been heard back for a while."

"Maybe he's dead, how can this be done!"

"I want to show off in front of him! Why did he suddenly lose the news? I'm very unhappy!"

The two people outside the ox cart had their faces pale.
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