Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 287: No Man's Land, the Young Hero's Paradise (Please Order)
On the roadside, the Red Tassel Swordsman and the Iron Blood Sect got into a bloody fight without saying a word.

The swordsmen swung their swords wildly, chopping people without blinking an eye, but soon they were at a disadvantage.

Because these people from the Iron Blood Sect don't seem to be afraid of bloodshed at all.

Duan Yun remembered that the fight between the Iron Blood Sect and the Black Bear Gang was because they had too much blood in their bodies and wanted to drain some of it.

Regardless of whether this iron-blooded man has hair or not, his head is pointed, and the shape of his head alone gives people a sense of ferocity.

Not only are they not afraid of bleeding, the blood they bleed is green, and they are very good at using blood.

A man from the Iron Blood Sect splashed the green blood on his shoulder, and the two swordsmen fell to the ground immediately, struggling with their eyes blindfolded.

This battle came quickly and ended quickly.

Soon, the Iron Blood Sect came and killed most of the swordsmen, capturing two with tender skin as Dang Xingnu, and the remaining swordsmen had no choice but to flee in disgrace.

These red-tassel swordsmen came from a sect called "Big Head Knife" and were originally going to Qinghe City to show their skills. Last night, a few ordinary and confident swordsmen were still joking about what they would do after they went to the Golden Palace and captured the Valkyrie. However, they were killed on the way.

One of them was even caught as a star because of her fair skin.

The road is already so chaotic, how chaotic must Qinghe City be now?

Duan Yun and his companions craned their necks to watch the excitement and found that the fight between these mentally ill lunatics was quite exciting to watch, with a kind of beauty that came from no skill at all.

As a result, at this time, the Murong brothers suddenly appeared on the scene.

The Tiexue Sect calls itself "Iron-Blooded Men" and has a sharp head. Now, it has just won a big victory and is in a state of boiling blood.

That's when they are at their most vicious.

But at this time, the Murong brothers happened to appear there.

Several tough guys looked at his butt with red eyes.

"What are you?"

A tough guy shouted.

Brother Murong picked up the pot of braised pork that no longer had an owner, raised his eyebrows and said, "Look at this pot of meat, it's none of your business."

Being a hero, one should have no taboos. He has been eyeing this pot of meat for a long time.

Because he knew that Ning Qing’s favorite dish was braised pork.

When these words were spoken, the tough guys were stunned for a moment.

Robbing the braised pork in front of them?
Whose subordinates are so brave?
"Wait, let him serve."

At this time, a leader of the Iron Blood Sect stopped his men from continuing to attack.

Although they won a great victory, some of their men were injured.

They have shed enough blood today.

Judging from the man's performance, he was either an expert or a lunatic, and it was not worth their while to continue bleeding him.

So, Brother Murong, with his hair neatly arranged, brought back the pot of braised pork for the heroes.

The person is dead, it would be a shame not to eat the braised pork.

In the eyes of the iron-blooded men of the Iron Blood Sect, this was just a minor episode, little did they know that they had been targeted by a group of demons.

The leader of the demons, Duan Lao Mo, looked at them quietly and thought that they had pointy heads and were very suitable for transformation.

In the evening, the sky is filled with red clouds.

Everything around was covered in a layer of blood, which looked very bright.

From a long distance away, Duan Yun and his group saw a city.

A very busy city.

Along the way, there were only barren mountains and wilderness all around, but here, there were many more fields.

At this time of day, the farmers on the roadside were still busy working, while many people were building houses on the outskirts of the city.

Qinghe City has no city walls. From here, it looks large but not beautiful.

Unlike Wangchun City, it is not planned. The houses and streets have similar styles. It can be said to be a mixture.

The houses come in all shapes and sizes. Next to the big houses are thatched huts, and some even just build straw sheds and use them as houses.

The houses here still have white walls and black tiles, quite a Jiangnan style, while the houses over there are square boxes with yellow walls, as if you have come to the desert.

Duan Yun thought for a moment that if this city was a person, it would definitely be a psycho.

Even more schizophrenic than Zi Yu.

According to Fan Gao, that was because there were many large and small forces in the city.

These forces came from all over the country, and many of these houses were recently built and have strong regional styles.

For example, near the edge of the city, there is a house with a red wooden tower standing on it. It is said that this is the headquarters of Hongta Mountain.

It can be said that this is a big melting pot.

The darkness and cruelty of the martial arts world are displayed more vividly here.

Ordinary people here are just animals.

And after they estimated and looked around, they felt that there were more people from the underworld here than ordinary people.

This is indeed a very abnormal ecology, but Duan Yun's eyes lit up.

Because this means that there are many forces that can be used, bah, and transformed by chivalrous spirit.

For a young man like him, it was like a mouse falling into a rice jar, with ample room for development.

Looking at the people who were still building on the edge of the city when it was almost dark, Fan Gao introduced: "The busiest group in Qinghe City right now is the Grey Eagle Sect. They have successively wiped out the people of the Wood and Stone Sect and the Hunyuan Hand Sect. As a result, they are the only ones in the city who can build houses quickly and well."

At this time, a disciple of the Grey Eagle Sect suddenly performed a palm technique. The palm wind was like a soaring grey eagle, and the strike was fast and accurate.

According to Fan Gao, the price charged by Huiyingmen for plastering the house was not low, so it could be said that he made a lot of money.

Duan Yun did not expect that a civil engineer with extremely low cost-effectiveness in his previous life could make a lot of money here.

Fan Gao led them along the river.

The Qinghe City is named "Qinghe" because there is a river running through the city.

But this "Qinghe River" doesn't look so clear anymore.

They just saw a few women wearing fairy clothes and carrying swords washing chamber pots together, while someone was carrying water back below, apparently to cook.

The breath of life is so strong.

Duan Yun and his friends were able to put their minds at ease only after they learned that there was a well in the haunted house that could be used.

Before dark, Duan Yun and his team finally arrived.

It has to be said that this land really suits their taste.

There is a pile of graves in front of the house, which is a standard room with grave views.

When I was walking along the river before, even when it was getting dark, the surroundings were still bustling. But when I got here, because I had to walk through a field covered with wild grass, with half of a tombstone exposed from time to time, the surroundings suddenly became deserted.

Yes, they were targeted as soon as they entered the city, and it seemed that they were going to be robbed.

Shen Ying and the others were quite excited, thinking that they would have two more pieces of furniture, but when they got there, no one was there.

It was already dark at this time. Even though it was early summer, and this place was surrounded by mountains and forests, it gave people a feeling of darkness and coldness.

The whole house was in a shabby state, and it was as horrible as the Yuzhu Villa. Fan Gao shrank his neck and said, "Although this house is shabby and haunted, it was quite popular before."

They already understood that because of the temptation of the Golden Palace and the influx of countless underworld forces, the land and houses in Qinghe City are now extremely valuable.

It can be seen that the people who build houses and plaster from the Grey Eagle Gate make a lot of money.

This was because after the White Socks Cult retreated, the city was quickly occupied by four major forces, and they also reached a consensus that they had the final say on whether the city was in chaos or not.

There are so many blatant murders and adultery in this city, so they still have to take care of it.

After all, there are only so many ordinary people. If we kill them, there will be fewer of them. Then who will provide food and drink for these people who are out looking for magical powers?

Some of the wandering people in the world also have great potential to be used as slaves and horses, and they also need to strive for it.

So the houses and land here also came under their management, and they shared the profits.

In short, regardless of whether there is any hope for the Golden Palace, the money must be earned.

It can be said that although there is no large-scale fighting and killing on the surface of Qinghe City now, there are undercurrents surging inside.

Because more and more forces are coming here, either for magical powers, or for fame and fortune, or to absorb more people as slaves, and they are secretly dissatisfied with the four major forces.

According to Fan Gao's professional analysis, if the fighting here is fierce, it might become a no-man's land.

There are nearly twenty well-known forces here. If they fight, there will definitely be rivers of blood and destruction.

But Duan Yun doesn't think so. He believes that under his chivalrous transformation, these forces and sects will become kind and chivalrous.

If everyone gives a little love at that time, Qinghe City might become a beautiful world.

After all, they have done this once.

Today, Yushi Town and Xiaochun Town are connected, and the area is as harmonious as a paradise.

However, the two situations are not consistent. There are not so many forces and people in the Yushi Town area. The most lively Demon Slaying Conference and Qinglong Night are mostly attended by people who come to join in the fun.

The people in the underworld here are larger and more greedy. To make them chivalrous, he, Old Duan, the great hero Duan, has to work twice as hard.

I will go to the Iron Blood Gate and make some reforms tomorrow!
Duan Yun and others pushed the door open and walked in.

Because this haunted house is relatively new and the people who died here were less than two months old, the condition of this house is much better than that of the original Yuzhu Villa.

Although dilapidated, the houses in the inner courtyard have obviously been renovated and can be lived in after being cleaned up.

Seeing that this group of heroes were determined to live in this house, Fan Gao could not help but remind them: "The previous owner was called 'Dead Man Knife'. It is said that the knife has drunk the blood of thousands of people and is full of evil spirit. This is why he dared to live here with his eight disciples.

It is said that ghosts would cry and beg for mercy when they see his knife.

As a result, they were possessed overnight, their hearts were taken out and strung together. It is said that when their bodies were found, they were still burning a fire and roasting their hearts before they died.

In fact, Duan Yun and his friends had already heard about this matter on the way.

Duan Yun roughly believed that it was a murder and deliberately pretended to be haunted.

Shen Ying and the others also think so.

As heroes, they are never afraid of being killed.

Even if you’re a devil, you have to sincerely shout “I want to be a hero!” to pass.

But when they were really in this environment and heard this description, they couldn't help but feel a chill down their spine.

There were still ashes under the crooked tree in the backyard. That was where this group of people roasted their hearts.

As for the hall they had just passed through, although the tablets on the stone platform had been moved away, they could still vaguely see that it was an ancestral hall.

A house that has a shrine to honor ancestors in the home really gives people a feeling of being lively at night.

Feng Ling'er was the first to say that she didn't want to clean the room tonight and wanted to sleep with Xiatou Ying.

The Murong brothers will go with Ning Qing.

After dating for such a long time and in this kind of environment, Brother Murong finally took a step further and was able to sleep under the same roof with Ning Qing.

Ning Qing slept on the bed and he slept under the bed, which was just convenient for practicing martial arts.

Zi Yu was quite courageous. She said that she didn't care because she had her "sister" with her. She even started looking around, thinking that this place would help her write her book.

Because the house was quite large and Fan Gao had to obey Duan Yun's orders, he had to stay and act as a housekeeper.

I'm afraid the task of keeping watch on this first night will have to be given to him.

To be honest, Fan Gao was under a lot of pressure.

He didn't think he could be as chivalrous as Duan Yun, who was not afraid of even ghosts and gods.

The Murong brothers saw the pressure he was under and considerately found him a companion - the panda Dabai.

Together they would undertake the duties of steward and night watchman.

With a panda as his companion, Fan Gao felt more secure.

Because of the long journey, the group was still a little tired, so they took a shower and went to bed.

Fan Gao was also a little tired, and fell into a deep sleep after he could no longer hold on. Only the panda Dabai stayed at his post, observing the surroundings with a pair of panda eyes.

All night without incident.

After dawn, when the panda Dabai saw Duan Yun and the others wake up, he sighed and fell asleep.

It seems eerie here at night. Although it still has the atmosphere of a haunted house during the day, it becomes much better when the sun shines.

The key is that there are many women here, chattering, and the whole house seems more lively.

Duan Yun did not stop. He disguised himself a little and went to get information.

His opportunity for chivalrous transformation cannot be wasted.

In the early morning, the Qing River in the city was already filled with people washing clothes, cleaning toilets, and fetching water for cooking.

There is curling smoke in the city, which has a very lively atmosphere.

Suddenly, Duan Yun felt that there was something wrong in the air.

He looked into an alley and saw more than a dozen people lying in a room smoking.

This group of people looked quite haggard, but their spirits were very high.

Duan Yun took a closer look at the plaque and saw that it read "Hongtashan Tobacco Shop". On the wooden sign next to it was a slogan that read "The sect guarantees that every puff is pure. You can try it."

This is obviously Hongtashan's industry.

The sects that come here are really unwilling to let go of both money and magical skills.

It can be seen that the people living here are under a lot of pressure, so many of them come here to relax early in the morning.

In a four-story wooden building further ahead, two naked dancers were standing on the eaves of the third floor and dancing.

No, it cannot be said that they are naked.

At least they wore thin socks and had two translucent silk scarves on their chests with words written on them - "The craftsmanship passed down by the Hehuan clan, clean and fun, buy one get a pair free."

They were dancing happily, and many people gritted their teeth and went in early in the morning. Some people even muttered, "What's wrong with relaxing? I will definitely not come next time!"

Duan Yun looked at the dancers and couldn't help but complain: "What kind of sect is this! I'll transform you next!"

After walking forward for a while, they arrived at the Iron Blood Sect’s headquarters.

(End of this chapter)