West Los Angeles.
One of the six domain masters of dongkong domain, one of the many cities controlled by "Zhenjue domain master".
A restaurant in the city, near the window.
Lintian was dressed in white and his breath was as cool as a cloud. He drank and drank by himself. In his mind, he was recalling the map in the guide.
Since he left the cold airspace, he has crossed five boundaries and walked for more than a month.
Compared with the map to the "hidden place", it has probably traveled most of the way. Without accident, it can be reached in about 20 days.
A group of people walked into the restaurant, led by an old man with snow-white hair, floating like an immortal and dignified appearance.
Nearby, there are a group of men and women.
Their arrival attracted the attention of many diners in the restaurant.
The reason is that their breath is very different from those who have been hanging around in the dark world all year round. They have a grace and proud charm, like the rising sun, and do not hide their brilliance.
Generally speaking, the strong people who have been fooling around in the dark world for many years have a fierce, violent and cruel smell all over their body, just like the hungry wolf who will work hard at any time, with a fierce smell in every move.
This is a group of characters who have just arrived in the dark world and have not been soaked in the big dye vat of blood and turbulence!
When this judgment appeared in the minds of those diners, many people's eyes changed.
Lintian also noticed this scene and could even clearly judge the surprise, greed and killing that were surging in the hearts of the diners.
Just like a group of hungry wolves, they stare at a group of fat sheep that suddenly climb.
But Lintian also saw that these people would die if they dared to fight.
Because the old man, who is the first, is a real figure in the imperial realm!
In addition, many of the women who followed him had the power of the supreme quasi emperor realm. Even the weakest one had the cultivation of the triple perfect realm of the quasi emperor!
It was hard for Lintian not to pay attention to this.
It should be noted that the absolute top quasi emperor is extremely rare, but now there are several, and obviously they all come from the same force, which is very unusual.
The white haired old man and his party sat down and ordered some wine and vegetables.
One of them, a beautiful woman with gold silk and jade belt and gorgeous clothes, glanced around and frowned: "the taste here is really disgusting."
In a word, many people agree.
A young man in a golden robe smiled and waved a jade fan and said, "younger martial sister Lanling, after all, this is a dark world. There are poor mountains and rivers everywhere. How can we compare with Hongmeng world?"
In his words, he showed incomparable pride and superiority.
Nearby diners stopped talking, their eyes twinkled, but they didn't say anything. Only they knew what to think in their hearts.
The woman called Lanling nodded and said, "elder martial brother ferrang is right. I have also heard that the dark world is regarded as a 'place of all evil', and only those poor and ferocious people who cannot be accommodated by the heavenly world will escape here for refuge."
They talk without taboo, do not hide, and seem not afraid of being heard at all.
First, the old man with snow-white hair and floating like an immortal suddenly laughed: "if you feel uncomfortable here, you can do it directly. Your demeanor and self-restraint never belong to the dark world."
In a word, let the eyes of those men and women shine together.
Bang!
The hotel waiter came up, rudely dropped a table of wine and vegetables and said, "ninety thousand yuan in total. Who will pay?"
Ferrang, Lan Ling and others were stunned.
On that table, there are only two pots of wine and four dishes of special flavor. If they are put outside, there are only thousands of crystals in the sky.
But here, I dare to ask for 90000 Daojing!
"Did you kill us as fat sheep?" Ferrand's face sank.
The waiter sneered: "ladies and gentlemen, this is a dark world. Materials are scarce and extremely barren. Especially opening a restaurant in this turbulent place requires a great cost. Naturally, the price of wine and vegetables here cannot be compared by the outside world."
Ferrand and others were skeptical.
A diner nearby said in a strange voice: "are you new here? 90000 Daojing is really not expensive. If you don't believe it, ask others?"
"Look at your extraordinary clothes one by one. I thought it was a wonderful existence. Who ever thought... About 90000 Daojing, I'm so happy."
"If you can't afford it, just leave."
Some other diners followed.
Lintian looked on coldly. He knew that the temptation had begun. If these newcomers showed any timidity, they would be watched.
But Lintian also knew better that this kind of Temptation... Was really low-end.
Ferrang, Lanling and others all look bad. They don't have Daojing, but feel they have been slaughtered.
However, they also doubt whether 90000 Daojing is really the market price. If it's really wrong, wouldn't it be wronging the hotel waiter?
Bang!
But when the white haired old man raised his hand, not far from the wine table, the first man with a strange voice was directly wiped out and his body lay on the ground.
Although the body is intact, his spirit has been erased!
The original lively atmosphere was suddenly replaced by a sense of silence and repression, and all the diners in this room could not help but turn pale.
In their experience, newcomers who have just come to the dark world, even if their strength is strong, will show great forbearance when they don't feel the situation clearly.
Who ever thought that the white haired old man would kill without saying a word!
The hotel waiter realized that it was bad and raised his feet to leave. Just the next moment, he flashed and fell silently, lying on the ground with his eyes dilated and full of confusion.
This scene stunned Lan Ling, ferrang and others.
The sarcastic person may die, but the hotel waiter... Seems to have died worthless.
At this time, the white haired old man said calmly: "in the dark world, killing doesn't need a reason, and there's no need to have any scruples."
"Remember, we are different from them. They are villains who fall into the dark. Everyone has unforgivable bloody crimes."
"It's kind not to kill them, but to kill them is to do justice for heaven and eliminate harm for all living beings in the world."
"In the final analysis, as long as you are happy, even if you kill this city, you will do good for the world. There is no need to worry."
The old man looked graceful. Although his words were plain, they showed disdain. It was from the bottom of his heart.
Ferrang, Lanling and others had bright eyes and seemed to understand.
And those diners here looked changeable one by one. They suddenly found that it was likely to be a group of fierce tigers in sheep's clothing.
Several diners could not help getting up and wanted to leave here.
Shua!
Suddenly, Ferrand got up, drew his knife and cut it out. The gorgeous knife Qi swept up and gently flashed, cutting off the heads of the several diners.
The most subtle thing is that although the knife Qi is fierce and domineering, it does not hurt the restaurant. Otherwise, the restaurant will be destroyed by the knife in an instant.
WOW~
Blood sprayed and headless bodies fell to the ground.
Ferrang put his sword back into the scabbard, looked a little excited and said, "martial uncle, I suddenly found that this dark world is really a good place to practice martial arts."
"In the outside world, if you want to fight and fight, there are too many rules and regulations, and you need to worry a lot. But here, you can carry out killing and cutting wantonly!"
Lan Ling and others were stunned. Looking at ferrang as if he had changed, some shackles in his heart seemed to have been broken.
The white haired old man smiled and said, "you've done a good job. Only through the tempering of blood and life and death is the best sharpening stone. There are many descendants of ancient orthodoxy in the outside world who choose to come to the dark world to practice in order to temper themselves with killing. Such people are also regarded as' experimenters'."
"So I can do it to them?"
Lan Ling is eager to try.
The white haired old man laughed: "of course, you can regard them as grass mustard, pigs and dogs, livestock... In short, don't treat them as people like yourself."
Lintian, who had been watching coldly, raised his eyebrows. This sentence was tantamount to scolding him.
In particular, the white haired old man's view seems to regard the dark world as a slaughterhouse like place, and doesn't treat the people here as people at all.
Lintian was quite repulsive.
He has been in the dark world for nearly half a year, but he has never regarded people as livestock. He only adheres to the concept of "people don't offend me, I don't offend".
There has never been indiscriminate killing of innocent people.
Even if he knows that there are few good people in the dark world, this is not the reason why anyone can kill indiscriminately.
Of course, it was just a conflict of ideas, and Lintian would not be angry about it.
"Forgive me, elder. We have no eyes. I hope you will spare our cheap life!"
The diners were frightened and fell to their knees and begged.
"What's the face of living like you bastards?"
Lan Ling took a deep breath, turned his jade hand, and a fiery red glow swept out.
In a flash, several people were burned to death and turned into ashes.
There were also some people who stormed out and ran away, but they were killed by Ferrand and others.
The blood was strong, and each of them had a trace of excitement in their eyes.
Someone could not help looking at Lintian, who had never made any action, and there were killing opportunities in his eyes.
In fact, in addition to Fei Lang and others, only Lintian was left in the restaurant.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, the old man with white hair spoke and stopped ferrang and others from continuing their actions.
He looked at Lintian and said, "why don't you beg for mercy or run away?"
Ferrang, Lan Ling and others also looked at Lintian, but they were more eager to try. They thought that although Lintian looked different from others, he could be slaughtered without scruples.
Lintian ignored and drank up a pot of wine. Then he got up and went to the restaurant with a bronze sword box on his back.
From beginning to end, I didn't look at others.
But in the eyes of the white haired old man, Lintian's style was four words:
to one 's eyes there is no other!
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PS: the first watch will be delivered. It will be made up tonight!