The First Thousand and Eighty-Two Chapters Cross the Line and Die

The morning light rises and the rooster crows. When there was still a light morning fog in the town, a few people slipped into the Ivy Hotel. They sneaked into the stables, and the hotel clerk who was looking after the horses was sleeping in the haystack. Several men came near the horses of Allen's team, and the first man with a beard whispered, "Are you sure it's these horses?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. I saw with my own eyes that white-haired boy came here to feed the horses yesterday evening." The short man in the hat said with certainty.

"That's good, let's give these beasts some serious information, so as to teach those foreigners a lesson." Mustache said in a deep voice.

Several men laughed maliciously, and suddenly someone coughed dryly behind them. They turned around as if they were electrocuted, and a silver-haired man in a black cloak leaned on the beams in the corridor and said, "You guys are really ugly doing this. If you want to take revenge, you should be fair and square and seek a duel with others. It's what men do. I just can't bear to lay hands on innocent horses."

"Get out!" Mustache took out a dagger and said, "This is none of your business, kid."

"Whoever said it's none of my business, the person you have to deal with helped me yesterday. Although I personally think that he is purely nosy. But anyway, I owe him a favor."

The man in the hat seemed to be thinking of something, and whispered a few words beside the mustache. The mustache said "Oh" and said, "Are you the guy who hurt Boss Tully and the others?"

"Tully? That guy with chest hair as thick as a bear?" The silver-haired man smiled faintly, "I didn't do anything."

"It's because of you."

"I also admit this, but he should be glad that it was that gentleman who did it. If it were me, well, I have always had a bad temper, and I would probably die."

"Yo, it sounds quite scary." Mustache sneered and said, "Get out of here, otherwise, you won't even think about leaving today."

"Don't say that, I still have things to do today." The silver-haired man stepped down the corridor and walked towards several men leisurely.

"Kill him!" Mustache yelled, suddenly blurred. The silver-haired man, who was still ten steps away, came before his eyes somehow, and after a while, he lost consciousness.

A few muffled sounds followed by a short scream, these sounds woke up the hotel clerk on the hay pile. The young man grabbed his hair, which was not much better than a bird's nest, and looked at the stable. The horse was still there, and there was no one around, so he rolled over and went back to sleep. But he didn't notice that there were a few drops of bright red blood not far from the sink.

After breakfast,

The caravan left the town and passed through a forest along the avenue, and the remains of the old Great Wall stood in front of us. Allen blocked the morning light with his hands, and looked up. The long wall was majestic, and the high and thick walls extended toward the east and west. The color of the city wall is mottled, the original light gray has now turned into dark gray, and the patches of moss on the wall cracks have dyed the Great Wall a dark green color. The old flames of war are not far behind, leaving deep black spots on the wall, as if you can still smell the scorching smell of burning flames when you get close.

That's the smell of war.

Not far from the city wall, a catapult with only a shelf left has become one of the few attractions of this section of the Great Wall. Back then, the weapons used to kill the enemy by throwing boulders were now climbing up green vines, even on wooden frames.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page.) White, yellow and various wild flowers grow in the gaps of the house. From a distance, it looks more like a sculpture made of plants.

The team passed the old city gate, and Allen rode on the horse, reaching out and stroking the wall. Fingers slid across the uneven wall, and every trace here seemed to record the cruelty of the war back then. After passing through the city gate and returning from the darkness in the arch to the light world again, Allen saw him. The black-clothed traveler I ran into yesterday at the Golden Orange Tavern was leading a big gray-and-white horse on the side of the road.

"What a coincidence." Allen waved his hand.

The silver-haired man turned his head and said with a smile, "Good morning." Then he got on his horse, rode the horse and walked beside Alan and said, "You guys left really early, if I didn't get up early, I'm afraid I would have missed it." .”

Allen narrowed his eyes: "Are you waiting for me?"

"Yes, Lord Alan." The black-clothed traveler's eyes were filled with a warm smile.

"Who are you? I don't remember telling you my name."

At this time, Regis and Fares heard their conversation, and they all drove closer, one horse behind Allen. If there is any change in the traveler in black, they can attack immediately. The traveler in black seemed to be unaware of how many people were behind him, and the smile on his face was like a spring breeze, and he looked into the distance. There were a few light gray and thin clouds floating in the morning sky, and the pale golden sun ruled over the land, illuminating the land after leaving the Great Wall. The terrain here is gentle, occasionally only a few low hills are seen, the vegetation is sparse, and the view is wide, which makes people feel comfortable.

The traveler in black stretched his waist, pointed to the north and said, "Keep going forward, and you will see the new Great Wall in two days. After passing the new Great Wall, you can see Oliska. Our great empire I heard that it is a good place, but unfortunately I have never been there once."

"Then you might as well come with us." Allen tentatively said, if he was not half alert at this time, it would be too unreasonable. If this person is not playing tricks, he must be a hidden master, and he is one of the outstanding ones. In the Kumquat Tavern yesterday, with Alan's talent for looking directly at the source force, he couldn't see the fluorescent light of this man at all. I thought he was just an ordinary person with a warm heart before, but now it seems that he must be a strong man who used some secret method to restrain the breath of source power so that it would not leak out.

The black-clothed traveler shook his head: "Although the imperial capital is good, it is not as comfortable as this place. Lord Ai Lun, you see how big the world is, and where you can't go, why do you have to go to the imperial capital? Is it a conspiracy? Is it so fun? I don’t think you are like those people who are passionate about power, otherwise you wouldn’t meddle in other people’s business yesterday. So look, how about you turn around and go back to the Southern Territory?”

Allen laughed: "That's not acceptable. After all, I promised His Royal Highness the Second Prince to go to the imperial capital. Now that Oliska is in sight, how can I give up halfway."

"That's a pity." The black-clothed traveler said distressedly: "Before I met you, I imagined what kind of person you would be, but Tiantian, you are not the type I hate. I let you cross the old Great Wall, just because I don’t hate you, so I walked with you for a while. Now it seems that you are really not easy to impress. It’s troublesome, but it’s not impossible to solve it. Listen to my suggestion how?"

"All ears."

"The solution

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) The method is very simple, you send a letter to the second prince. He said that he was ambushed by a master on the way and was seriously injured, so he had to return to the south to recuperate. In this way, don't you have an explanation for Julian, and you don't need to do anything? "

Seeing Alan looking at him with an increasingly weird expression, the traveler in black laughed at himself: "Well, even I sound like an idiot, so I still have to take action?" He raised his hand, and the ground shook immediately, booming Long a hustle and bustle passed in front of the caravan, spanning a hundred meters, the crowd was a little confused, and the team had to stop. When the dust and smoke cleared, a gully a hundred meters long and half a meter wide appeared on the ground. The traveler in black clamped the gray horse, and the horse galloped away, leaping over the scar on the ground and falling to the other side. The gray horse turned around, and the silver-haired man fell off the horse lightly, looked at Allen calmly and said, "If you cross the line, you will die."

Allen raised his hand to stop Regis and others from dismounting. He gave Fares a few words, got off the horse alone, and took the Red King from the side of the horse and tied it behind his back. Allen walked to the front of the team, only about ten meters away from the traveler in black.

The silver-haired man nodded and said: "Your judgment is correct. Letting your subordinates take action will only increase casualties. Don't worry, as long as they don't cross this line, I will not hurt them."

"Excuse me?"

"The name is just a sign. If you miss today, you and I will never have the chance to meet again, so why bother."

"So, who told you to stop me?"

"This is even more indisputable."

Allen nodded: "Okay, anyway, I have a lot of enemies. It doesn't matter if there is one more."

"You'd better be careful, I've always been a person who doesn't know what's wrong. Once I make a move, I won't show mercy." The black-clothed traveler smiled.

Allen squinted. Except for his head, the rest of the opponent's body was completely wrapped in the cloak. It was not even known whether there was a weapon under his cloak or what kind of weapon it was. Allen inhaled, his figure moved suddenly. Stepping on the footwork that he stole from Catherine, he flashed across the boundary line in a false way. Just after crossing the boundary, a gust of wind blew up, blowing the cloak of the traveler in black. The dark yellow halo under the cloak skyrocketed, lighting up like the evening light.

A warning flashed in Allen's mind, and he retreated violently, retreating to the other side of the line before stopping. At this time, there was a series of soft sounds, and the battle suit split open, revealing the reverse scale armor inside. A faint white mark appeared on the scale armor, which made Allen a little startled. Ni Lin could not be damaged in the slightest under Bingfeng's sharp claws, but now he made a shallow mark, obviously the opponent's strength is far above Bingfeng. When the eyes fell, a rapier was being put into the cloak. The width of the sword was only one finger, and the blade was dim. Although it was just a glimpse, it gave Allen the feeling that it was not the real thing.

"It seems that you have a good piece of armor. You originally wanted to see blood with a sword, but you couldn't even do it. But it doesn't matter, Mr. Allen, you should feel something now, right?" The black-clothed traveler smiled. Say.

"How does it feel?" Allen said before he could speak, and suddenly felt that the black-clothed traveler was divided into two, and the two figures overlapped. He shook his head, looking again, it was still the same. Looking at other things, there was also a double image feeling, and he suddenly realized that the problem was with the rapier.

"That's right, my phantom should have interfered with your vision. Then, what interesting things will happen next?"

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(end of this chapter)

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