Zhu Xiaotian said at this time: "Young man, you have just arrived at Fengshadu, why don't I show you around first?"
Ye Qingchen frowned and thought about it, and felt that it made sense. Fengsha Crossing is the last barrier to the Fox Fairy Kingdom. Zhu Xiaotian is so familiar with this place and has so many methods. Why not ask him for news about the Fox Fairy Kingdom?
So he asked: "Fox Fairy..."
Zhu Xiaotian didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, so he immediately interrupted him and said: "It's better to look around first. We can talk about this later."
Ye Qingchen guessed that the origin of the middle-aged man in front of him was definitely not simple, and he must have a deep meaning in doing so, so he stopped talking and followed Zhu Xiaotian's footsteps and started walking around Fengshadu.
There was a sudden commotion on the street. Pedestrians on the road fled in all directions and hid on both sides of the road. Zhu Xiaotian pulled Ye Qingchen into another alley. He could just see the situation on the street, protected by a team of armored men.
Underneath, several young men wearing very luxurious clothes walked struttingly down the street.
"These people seem to have special identities. I wonder who they are?"
Zhu Xiaotian cast an admiring glance and explained: "These are the servants of Princess Xiaoyao of Country M. They have a high status in Fengshadu, especially the one wearing white clothes named Kangba, who is a powerful warrior in Fengshadu.
He has the strength of the mid-sixth level and is most trusted by the princess."
Ye Qingchen silently wrote down the image of this person in his heart.
After a while, the two people turned around the street together, and their eyes suddenly opened up, and they came to a large square. The bustling square turned out to be a fighting arena.
In the shape of a round ancient Rome, more than a dozen huge stone pillars hold up a huge grandstand, which spans half of the fighting arena diagonally. The back is divided into a base layer, and there is a very conspicuous rooftop at the highest point in the center.
In the center of the circular fighting arena, two warriors were exhausting their strength and preparing to compete.
Hundreds of people had gathered around, including men, women, old and young. Most of them came to watch this competition. They roared desperately and made heart-rending sounds, which made the blood of those who saw it boil. Zhu Xiaotian was here
Ye Qingchen whispered for a while.
Before he finished speaking, a strong man on the field had already raised his hands to celebrate his victory. This strong man had won more than 900 games in a row without defeat. In the hearts of the locals, he already enjoyed a great reputation.
With his higher and higher status, if it were not for being a foreigner, perhaps he would enjoy even more vanity.
There is a strange kind of person in Fengshadu, called a "servant". Princess Xiaoyao recruits the fighting kings who emerge from the fighting arena every year to serve as her valet.
High honor.
The middle-aged man is called Lei Jiutian, and this man is probably the valet who was born in Fengshadu this year.
"Waiter! Waiter! Waiter!" Thunderous applause and shouts from the crowd rang out from the stands.
Zhu Xiaotian nodded and said in a rather appreciative tone: "This guy is considered to be extremely powerful. He has won so many games in a row. I heard it's the last month. If no one can defeat him yet, he can accompany the princess.
It’s time for the night!”
Ye Qingchen thought of an interesting question and asked: "Among the ancient royal families, there was competition for favor. I wonder if this Fengshadu..."
Zhu Xiaotian looked at him happily and seemed to be very surprised, "This is of course. In order to maintain their status, the previous fighting kings may not be able to help but go out to duel with the new fighting king. If they win, then continue
Enjoying vanity and status, if defeated, they will give up the throne; if there is no challenge, they will serve Princess Xiaoyao together."
Ye Qingchen glanced at Lei Jiutian carefully, and saw that the muscles on his body were strong and tight, and even his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. Although he looked dull, he should be an expert. Ye Qingchen guessed that he should be five years old.
The strength of the left and right gears.
With a "bang" sound, a big foot stepped hard on the dust of the fighting arena, raising a cloud of dust more than one meter high.
What a strong strength!
Ye Qingchen was secretly surprised. That kick at least showed that the strength of the person who stepped on it was level five or above. Looking closely, he turned out to be the young man wearing white clothes on the carriage that he met on the street.
Kamba!
Kangba raised his head and looked at all the people on and off the field with his nose. His clothes looked down on all the people in the world. He walked onto the fighting field. Thunderous applause sounded again from the audience. Lei Jiutian was oppressed by his momentum.
He took two steps back and vacated an open space. It was obvious that this person's cultivation was not commensurate with his appearance. It was very rare. Khampa stood arrogantly in the center of the stage, slowly turning his strong body, with his eyes wide open.
Shooting out a ray of light that was as sharp as a cold star, he looked around at all the audience on the stage. Suddenly, with a gloomy face, he said coldly: "I have only won a few hundred games, how do I qualify to be called the King of Fighters?" Kangba took the victory.
In that year of the King of Fighters, he indeed won more than 1,500 games in a row, more than 500 more than the man in front of me.
Lei Jiutian was also angry when he heard Kangba's humiliating words, and the veins on his face popped out: "I will definitely win you. If I win you, I can drink the princess and enjoy the joy of clouds and rain, hahaha
Ha ha!"
Lei Jiutian stood there in shock, a look of uneasiness flashed across his honest and simple face, because he had no confidence in defeating Kangba, let alone experience.
Zhu Xiaotian said to Ye Qingchen in his ear: "Kangba looks like he is jealous. If Lei Jiutian defeats Kangba, he can quickly become Princess Xiaoyao's valet."
Ye Qingchen didn't have a good impression of Kangba. He had a righteous nature and liked to fight against injustices, so he patted Zhu Xiaotian on the shoulder. The two of them retreated to a darker corner and shouted loudly: "Lei Jiutian has beaten me like this."
After many battles, your physical strength has been exhausted. Even if you can barely defeat him, it will not be glorious, and you may not be a true king of fighting in Fengshadu, right?"
The emotions of the onlookers are the most easily affected, not to mention that Ye Qingchen said some of what the onlookers were thinking, and echoing voices immediately came. Judging from these echoing voices, Ye Qingchen believed that Kham was crossing the wind and sand.
Not a popular valet.
Seeing that Lei Jiutian retreated at this time, Ye Qingchen's goal had been achieved, so he headed towards the door to exit. After taking a few steps, he saw a group of people barricading in front of the door. They were actually a group of armored men.
Suddenly a tall and beautiful woman burst out from the crowd. This woman was actually holding a long sword. The woman held the long sword across her chest, blocked Ye Qingchen in front of her, then turned around and said: "You guys leave first.
Here, that guy from Kham doesn’t dare mess with me.”
Ye Qingchen was stunned, not understanding why the woman in front of him wanted to help him. When Zhu Xiaotian saw this situation, he immediately pulled Ye Qingchen and rushed out of the gate. He rushed left and right and left the fighting arena far away.
, in an alley, he was breathing heavily and complained: "You are also a mud bodhisattva who is crossing the river. You can't save yourself, and you have to meddle in your own business. Fortunately, Xia Yao is helping you today."
Ye Qingchen raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "Who is this woman named Xia Yao? She has such power!"
Zhu Xiaotian explained calmly: "He is an ancient martial arts female swordsman from Fengshadu. He is a celebrity around Princess Xiaoyao and often serves around her."
The two of them walked through the intricate alleys for a few more minutes. Zhu Xiaotian kept walking forward, and Ye Qingchen had no chance to ask him again.
After turning out of the last alley, the two of them came to a prairie. This grassland was the boundary of Linyang Prairie. Countless tents set up with white curtains appeared in front of them. There was a lot of people and noisy. The two of them struggled towards the grassland.
The biggest one squeezed in. Dozens of men gathered noisily inside the tent. Although there were only a few people, the momentum was even greater than in the fighting arena.
The interior of the tent was magnificently decorated, the floor was covered with tiger skins, it was warm and comfortable and exuded the gentle smell of fur. There was a rectangular wooden table with a variety of fruits and other food placed on it.
A young woman covered in snow-white body lay lazily on the couch. Only her two beautiful big eyes could be seen. Her body was covered by a white translucent gauze, vaguely revealing the charm of Chi.
The soul-stirring purity, the ups and downs of the slender and round body, and the skin exposed outside the white gauze make people confused and imaginative, especially those watery and beautiful eyes that are like anger, clearly.
Emit gentle and soft light.
Zhu Xiaotian lowered his head very low, as if he felt that raising his eyes to look at the woman in front of him was a kind of blasphemy. He folded his hands and stood respectfully to one side. His eyes had not been raised since he came in. It seemed that he lacked courage and seemed to be in shock.
Women's dignity.
Ye Qingchen looked deeply into the woman's beautiful eyes and asked as calmly as water: "Who are you?"
The woman slightly waved her slender hands. The hands were hidden in the sleeves of the white gauze, and it was difficult to see their shape. However, Ye Qingchen guessed that they must be a pair of beautiful hands, as gentle as jade, slender and slender. Ye Qingchen
He followed her instructions and found a seat to sit down. He was a person who had seen big events, so he kept a reasonable distance.
The woman moved lazily, her whole body reflecting a soft luster like a seal, "Welcome Young Master Ye Qingchen of Yandu Longmen to Fengshadu." The voice she spoke was soft and charming, but the charm contained in this voice,
It can almost drive a man crazy and would rather throw away his life.
Ye Qingchen was surprised for a while, and then he was relieved: "It seems that you have been waiting for me for more than a day or two!"
The woman's beautiful big eyes glanced at Ye Qingchen, and she said with a gentle smile: "My name is Bai Ling, you can also call me Bai Ling!" Bai Ling still looked at him lazily in clothes, and suddenly pursed his mouth to eat.
He snickered, "Master Ye is much better looking than the man from Fengshadu."
Ye Qingchen laughed at Bai Ling and said, "You didn't come to me for this reason, right? Then you will be disappointed. Although I love women, they are not my women, and I will not accept them casually!"
After making an explicit joke, Ye Qingchen remained silent, thinking to himself that his current situation was just that of a desperado with nowhere to escape. His only asset was his skill. Why did they come after him again?
An inexplicable smile shone in Bai Ling's eyes, as he looked deeply at Ye Qingchen, which made Ye Qingchen's heart beat rapidly several times under the load.
Zhu Xiaotian spoke up at this time, "We just want to ask you to do us a favor! We will give you a reasonable reward, as long as it does not exceed our capabilities."
Ye Qingchen secretly complained in his heart. Now that he is a clay Buddha crossing the river and unable to save himself, how can he help others? He thought of the Mayan compass, and Ye Qingchen knew that it was probably just for it.
When Bai Ling talked about the important matter, he seemed calm and calm, "I hope you don't misunderstand. Our goal is not the Mayan compass in your hand, but another copy of the Mayan prophecy. I want you to help us steal the first volume.