The Strongest Traverser

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An astonishing aura suddenly radiated, this killing intent, even for himself, felt a little palpitating.

With a wry smile, if his strength hadn't been recovered and restricted by the system, he could crush Wei Zhuang to death with just one finger. What a pity...

"This Wei Zhuang is going to be opened?"

If facing the Wei Zhuang just now, he might still have the power to fight and even defeat him, but now... it is not easy.

"Hey, Brother Wei Zhuang. It's just a test, why get angry."

Although he said so, Mulin didn't dare to put away the Terrorist Night Sword at this time. If Wei Zhuang was accidentally, the shark tooth slashed over, and he couldn't defend himself.

Wei Zhuang, who was already violent, had scarlet eyes, and his white hair seemed to be more intense now.

"Do I need to repeat that sentence?"

The sentence Wei Zhuang pointed out just now was naturally the sentence he said when he saw Mulin.

Mulin held the Sword of Night Terror, and then hurriedly waved his hand: "Ahem, no need to repeat, I will withdraw immediately."

After speaking, Mulin moved and disappeared directly in front of the three of them.

Really fighting, Mu Lin may not be afraid of Wei Zhuang, even if his current strength is different from the past, but if he gets serious...

Hey~ But for the time being, Mu Lin didn't plan to confront Wei Zhuang head-on.

Perhaps he disappeared suddenly in the eyes of Nongyu or Zinu, but in Wei Zhuang's eyes, this Mulin's light work was also very impressive.

After coming out, Mulin put away the Jingye Sword, and then randomly found an inn, ready to live here.

"Huh, this Wei Zhuang is really powerful. But I just don't know, is the kind of power just now real?"

Mullin traveled through the various planes, also to do tasks, repair the system, and then constantly seek the most powerful force among them.

Now, it seems a little eyebrows.

In the inn, there are quite a few guests.

Mullin randomly found a place to sit down and ordered a few dishes.

The next few days were fine, but a few days later, a rumor suddenly appeared in the city.

That is, the ghost soldiers claim their lives and take away all the food and wages escorted by the former army soldiers. Even the soldiers are dead, crazy.

Hearing this, Mulin, who had been idle for a few days, finally showed a happy expression, because there was finally something to do.

"Hi, Xiao Er, come here."

The shopkeeper who was greeting the guests heard Mulin calling him, and hurriedly responded and ran over.

"What's the order from the guest officer."

Mulin smirked and put his arms around Xiao Er's neck, took out some silver from his pocket and stuffed it quietly into his pocket.

"This……"

The shop's second child suddenly panicked. As the saying goes, there is no reward for no merit, how could this guest officer give himself so much money for no reason.

"Hey, Xiao Er, ask you something."

Mulin scratched his head and said, "Uh, it's the ghost soldiers that have been reported in the city recently."

Originally heard that Mulin was only about to ask something, Xiao Er sighed in relief, but when he heard the latter sentence, Xin raised his throat again.

"Ahem, guest officer, it's not that the little one refuses to say, but this ghost soldier is really scary, so..."

After speaking, the shop Xiaoer took out all the silver just now, and put it on the table.

This action was caught by the innkeeper just now, and within a second, the boss's loud voice rang in the inn.

"Xiao Li, go do something else, let me see what the guest officer needs."

Then, dragging his fat body, he came to Mulin step by step with a little difficulty, put on an expression that you are God, and said: "Guest, this little Li is not sensible, please don't be offended.

As he said, those two hands involuntarily touched the silver on the table, and then continued: "Guest officer, what do you want, as long as I can do it, I will definitely help you..."

Before the innkeeper finished speaking, Mulin suddenly stood up and looked down at the innkeeper who was not as good as him, feeling quite condescending.

"I want to know the news about ghost soldiers in the city recently."

Then he looked at the silver on the table and said: "If the boss can tell me in detail one by one, the rewards are more than these."

When the boss heard what Mulin said, his gaze that had gradually dimmed brightened directly, and then, with a flattering look, smiled and said: "Okay, but this requires the visitor to move. "

After speaking, he still kept his eyes on the silver on the table.

Mullin waved his hand casually, and then pulled the shop owner back to his room.

"I put a ban on this room, no one can hear the conversation between us."

The shop owner suddenly looked dazed and said, "Uh, ban, ban?"

Mulin scratched his head helplessly, only to remember that they didn't know what prohibition was, after all, there was no magic in this world.

"In short, no one can come in except the two of us, and can't hear our conversation. If you have anything you can say with confidence, if there is something out of your mouth, into my ears, no one in the world knows."

The shop owner only slightly understood the meaning of the prohibition, but he was still a little reluctant. He probably didn't see the benefits, so he refused to speak.

"Ha ha."

Seeing that he was still unwilling to speak, Mulin directly put away the previous silver, and then a black light flashed.

The expression of the shop owner directly changed from hesitation to panic, even panic.

Because that black light had already reached his throat, the black light dissipated, and it was like the night trembling sword in Mulin's hands.

"Don't challenge my patience."

"I just want to know the current situation in the city."

If it wasn't for him to see Wei Zhuang again now, why bother to ask such a cowardly and incompetent shopkeeper here.

"I don't want to force you either, I'm just looking upset at your snobbery look, understand."

As he said, the pitch-black blade was approaching a few minutes, and the store owner was so scared that he was crying and he almost knelt down to beg for mercy.

"I didn't expect that there are such annoying people in this world."

"It seems that there is nothing to ask from his mouth for the time being."

Mulin put the sword away, then said coldly: "That Xiao Li is not bad, as for what to do, you know."

After speaking, he picked up his luggage, dropped some silver in his hand, and left.

The place where he left was the window, and the window facing it seemed to be the room in Zilanxuan Zhongwei Village.

"Ok?"

In a room in Zilanxuan, two people were whispering, not knowing what they were talking about.

But the man suddenly got cold eyes and looked out the window, and then a palpable killing intent gradually emerged from his body.

However, the woman beside him calmed him softly, and this made his astonishing murderous aura disappear.

"I'm going, why did I suddenly panic just now."

Mulin jumped out of the window just now, and suddenly felt a flustered feeling, but after moving away from the inn, the feeling gradually subsided.

"If I say, I will insert a stick now, will it bring a big change to the development of things?"

Another late night, the official in the mansion was obviously a minister, but he had official documents, but his collection was extremely secret.

The important minister had just stuffed the secret letter into the bamboo slip, and suddenly there was a nice voice around him.

This voice was like the voice of death in the ears of the adult, and then the important minister shouted: "Guards, there are assassins."

But while chuckling, that nice voice came again.

"Don't shout, Lord Li, they can't hear it anymore." 　　 In the middle of the night, a ghostly figure appeared in the endless darkness, looking down at the important minister from above. ....