After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

Yanyang City, which was supposed to be daytime, has already fallen into darkness at this time, and the overwhelming spirit beasts rushing one after another mindlessly crashed into the high protective shield.

Scary and shocking.

On the bustling and prosperous streets, people who wanted to see how magnificent the beast tide was screamed and fled in all directions.

Just because there was a faint crack in the center of the supposedly foolproof protective cover.

Under the continuous impact of the beast tide, it is even slowly expanding.

It's only a matter of time before it breaks.

"Why are there cracks in the protective cover?" Wei Qinghuai couldn't help but exclaimed.

The protective cover is only released when dealing with the beast tide. Although it is worn out every time, it has the function of self-repair after being retracted into the formation.

For at least a hundred years, there has never been an accident where the protective cover was broken, so there is no garrison in the world of cultivating immortals outside the city of Yanyang.

Ye Wangyou looked solemn, "Yanyang City is within the protection area of ​​Zhengyang Gate, the city lord must have a contact jade token, if it is crushed, someone will come to help, but judging from the degree of damage to this shield..."

"It won't last that long." Song Xi added, she pursed her lips, her face was a little ugly.

Not only did the beast horde, which was only a few days away in the original book, arrive earlier, even the protective cover that could last for two days had cracks early on.

No matter how deviated the plot was before, it has never deviated from the timeline on major matters.

Now it seems clear that what is driving all this is subject to change.

Now it is even using people's inertial thinking to put her together.

Dog thing, better not let her catch it.

Xie Yue stepped on the flying talisman to observe the air, and then frowned: "Although the scale of the beast horde is not large, it will be very difficult to deal with it. Repairing the formation of the protective shield is the best strategy."

"It's not too late, let's go to the City Lord's Mansion first."

***

City Lord's Mansion.

Two high-ranking and powerful men in Yanyang City were sitting and drinking tea facing each other.

If Song Xi and the others were here, they would definitely be able to recognize that the man in the purple costume was the military adviser in the prison who wanted to accept bribes, Zhao Chengjun.

He was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, surrounded by two beautiful maids, one was beating his shoulders and the other was serving tea, looking extremely absurd.

Yan Xunlin, the lord of Yanyang City who was sitting across from him, frowned and scolded in a low voice, "Zhao Chengjun, what time is it, and you are still doing this!"

Facing the abuse, Zhao Chengjun didn't react, he touched the face of a maid, and said with a playful smile: "Hey, my lord, let me enjoy myself in time, I'm going to die, let me have a lot of fun. "

"Zhao Chengjun!"

Yan Xunlin couldn't bear it anymore, he slapped the table and stood up, "I regret that you have a great talent, and it's fine to love money and mess around on weekdays. Now that it's such a critical moment, if you can't think of a good way, don't do it." Stop me again!"

Zhao Chengjun waved his hand to let the maid back down, his face was still smiling, but his words were extremely cold, "What does Yanyang City have to do with me?"

"Death is like a lamp going out. If you don't enjoy yourself in time, why don't you die like you?"

"you!"

"You and I don't agree with each other!" Yan Xunlin gritted his teeth angrily, drew out his sword and threatened, "Give me back the Tiger Talisman!"

Zhao Chengjun raised his eyebrows, looked down at the half of his sleeve robe that had been inadvertently cut off by a sharp sword, with no expression of joy or anger.

"General Yan, are you going to cut off my robes?"

Yan Xunlin was taken aback when he heard this long-lost address.

He and Zhao Chengjun have known each other for decades, this person loves money and is greedy for petty gain, and he is not in tune. He is called by his name every day or jokingly called him Lord City Lord. It has been a long time since he has heard this title.

Just as Yan Xunlin was about to speak, violent dizziness suddenly struck, and the scene in front of him shook.

He quickly supported the ground with his long sword, stood still with difficulty, and looked at his decades-old friends and subordinates in disbelief.

He was drugged.

Zhao Chengjun stood up with a smile, and stretched out his hand to lift Yan Xunlin, who was staggering and unsteady, to the couch not far away.

Yan Xunlin didn't move a muscle when he exerted strength on his hands.

Yan Xunlin: "..."

Zhao Chengjun: "..."

The smile on Zhao Chengjun's face froze, and he couldn't help complaining: "Damn, why are you so dead?!"

Yan Xunlin's eyes were cold and stern, "What are you going to do?!"

Zhao Chengjun didn't answer, and wasting all his efforts, he finally threw Yan Xunlin, who was not very cooperative, on the chair nearby, and freed his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

He searched around, and seeing Yan Xunlin was about to scold him again, Zhao Chengjun said it too late, and quickly tore off the mandarin duck pouch from Yan Xunlin's waist, and stuffed it directly into Yan Xunlin's mouth.

Yan Xunlin: "???"

He was relieved by the sweat medicine, unable to move, and could only express his anger with wide eyes.

Zhao Chengjun finally put away his unscrupulous expression, took a step back and gave Yan Xunlin a standard courtier's salute, solemn and solemn, with the meaning of farewell.

"General Yan."

"It's not that I'm preventing you from going, but that I'm going on your behalf. I know you will definitely not agree, so I made this decision. Please forgive me for my despicableness."

"There are many gods and ghosts in this world, and people in the world have different beliefs. Everyone believes in their own words, but as far as the Yan family army is concerned-"

"A general is faith."

"Yanyang City can have no greedy military division Zhao, but Yanyang City can't have no generals."

Yan Xunlin couldn't move, couldn't speak, and even his guard Bailirui disappeared.

He was so anxious that he let out a "ho ho" sound from the depths of his throat.

"Shh-"

Zhao Chengjun raised his finger to his lips, and smiled slightly, "General, I have the Tiger Talisman here, and I have sent away Little General Baili. This time, you can't stop me."

"You have given me the kindness of knowing you, and I can't repay you."

"The people of Yanyang City respect and love you, so the safety of Yanyang City is my last gift to you."

Zhao Chengjun took off the purple overcoat that Yan Xunlin gave him, gently stacked it on the table, and then neatly arranged a series of precious things such as a gold belt and agate beads.

Only then did Yan Xunlin realize that Zhao Chengjun was actually wearing a pure white shirt underneath.

Take off the Chinese clothes and wear plain clothes.

He is seeing himself off.

Yan Xunlin's eyes were about to burst, his eye circles were red, and the medicine was getting stronger and stronger. He exhausted all his strength and could only shake his head weakly.

Zhao Chengjun cupped his hands and smiled lightly, "Chengjun is stupid, and it is only now that I understand what the general said when we first met, that money is something outside of the body, you don't bring it with you when you are born, and you don't take it with you when you die."

"The other thing the general said is also true. We can't waste it. It's shameful to waste it."

"So instead of wearing it on me and being ruined by the beast tide, it's better to leave it for useful people."

"Or, the general can make a tomb for me."

Zhao Chengjun took out the Tiger Talisman from his arms with a smile, turned around and strode towards the door without hesitation, and did not turn around to pay one last obeisance until he reached the door.

"Chengjun, let's go."