What an old man. Feng Qingxuan muttered in his heart. With just one glance, his thoughts were revealed.
Indeed, her original idea was to go all the way without stopping and arrive at the last stop early, so as to reserve more time to deal with emergencies. But now it seems that they can only stay in Mingzhou City for a while.
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In order to avoid something like what happened in Bailiu City happening again, Feng Qingxuan took out a white veil and put it on her face.
"Hmm, this is the right thing to do. Miss's alluring face is not for just anyone to see!" Wu Yun said arrogantly from the side.
Feng Qingxuan couldn't laugh or cry, so what!
There was a prosperous scene in the city. Wu Yun had never been out of the Feng clan. When he came to Mingzhou City, he saw everything new. He pulled Feng Qingxuan and kept walking and jumping all the way, as if he suddenly turned into a child, excited.
It's incredible.
Feng Qingxuan lived in that cosmopolitan city in his previous life and had never seen any lively and prosperous scenes. Naturally, he would not be as excited as Wu Yun. But seeing this antique street gave him a different style, which made him
It just feels fresh to her.
There were many small stalls and hawkers along the street, and Feng Qingxuan and Wu Yun strolled around.
There are many people cultivating immortals in Mingzhou City, and naturally there are also many selling immortal swords and elixirs. However, Feng Qingxuan just looked at it and had no intention of buying it. If she wanted to buy it, she would have to go to the next and last stop, the largest one.
Go to Luoxia City to buy it. The bigger the city, the better the quality of the treasures.
Passing by a stall selling swords, there were a lot of swords piled messily on the ground. This made Feng Qingxuan feel a little strange. Why does the owner of this thing not care about his own things so much? Since he wants to sell them
, you should always arrange the goods one by one, so that they can be sold!
Naturally, Feng Qingxuan also became a little curious about the owner of this stall.
An old man in tattered clothes, with a straw hat covering his face, was sleeping soundly against the wall. If it weren't for the fact that he was sitting at the back of the stall, Feng Qingxuan would have thought he was a beggar!
Is it because these swords are a pile of junk and cannot be sold, so the old man just ignores them?
Thinking of this, Feng Qingxuan grabbed Wu Yun, who was still trying to run forward, and looked down at the sword on the ground to see if it was really that bad.
Also on this street, some distance away from Feng Qingxuan, is driving an unusual chariot. Not only is the car body decorated magnificently, it is like a small palace, but it is even more impressive.
What made people stunned was that the cart was being pulled in front, not by ordinary horses, but by two thunder-fire demon wolves!
Maybe it was because of the intimidation of the two thunder-fire monster wolves, or maybe because the people who could ride on such a chariot must not be ordinary people, so pedestrians stayed away when they saw this car.
In the car, two young men were talking.
One of the men was wearing a black robe with gold patterns and a purple-gold crown on his head. At first glance, he could tell that he was a young man from a wealthy family. Every move, word and deed revealed the good upbringing of a large family. But that
In his eyebrows, there are always some elusive glances flashing through his eyes when no one can see them.
The other man looked younger, about 16 or 17 years old. He was wearing an ordinary Taoist robe, but in his behavior, his frown and his eyes revealed a sense of arrogance.
