Not long after they left, a cloth flag was erected in the middle of the team. The three characters of "Jian Xin Liu" with dragons and phoenixes fluttering in the wind. If you look closely, there is a row of small characters on the side: "Zongheng Bahuang is famous in Kyushu and is the best in the world!"
This was of course written by Jiang Wuhen. Ling Chuxi read it carefully twice and luckily there were no typos this time, so she didn't bother to care about him. For the first time, Su Xiuer had no objection to his nonsense. This made her
Jiang Wuhen was even more proud.
I don't know whether it was because of the intimidation of this cloth banner, or because the unfortunate experience of those bandits had spread, but the rest of the journey was peaceful, and no one came to harass me anymore.
In the evening, the group arrived at Danling Town.
I am talking about a town, but from the outside, it is much larger than Shiqu Town, Ling Chuxi’s hometown. When it comes to the height and solidity of the city wall, it can even be compared with a city like Baishi City.
From this, we can also see the chaos in Qianzhongling. If the world was peaceful, who would bother to build such a wall.
However, upon entering the town, it was obvious that it felt a bit deserted. There were not many pedestrians on the relatively clean and tidy streets, and the whole town was filled with a heavy and depressing atmosphere.
When they saw Ling Chuxi and his party, especially when they saw the cloth flag carried on Jiang Wuhen's shoulders, the passers-by looked horrified and lowered their heads timidly.
"Hey, that's strange, why didn't anyone from the Qiansha Flow and the Duan Yue Flow see it?" Feng Zijin said, rubbing his forehead.
Listening to what he said, Ling Chuxi also felt a little strange. Didn't Feng Zijin say before that Qian Shaliu and Duan Yueliu were recruiting disciples to fight against each other in Danling Town? They had been here for a while, but they were both looking for trouble.
Not encountered.
"Hey, isn't this cross-eyed and Deng stuttering? Why are you back again?" Just when Feng Zijin was suspicious, a passerby carefully looked at Ling Chuxi and others, and suddenly found Feng Zijin and Deng Zaibei, and was surprised.
shouted.
"It's you, Old Ding, why aren't you dead yet?" Feng Zijin saw an acquaintance, stepped forward and put his arm around his shoulders, asking in surprise.
"You haven't repaid the white jade crystal you owed me last time. How can I bear to die?" Old Ding rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"By the way, Old Ding, what's going on? All the people from Qian Shaliu and Duanyue Flow have disappeared?" Feng Zijin asked.
"You don't know yet? I heard that something big happened in the inner circle. The people from Qiansha Flow and Duan Yue Flow rushed back in a hurry. They left less than two hours ago," Old Ding said.
"Let's go, everyone is gone. That's great. Now Danling Town is at peace." Feng Zijin said happily. He had already joined the Thousand Kills Flow, but he slipped away midway, so he was a little uneasy when he came back this time.
When I heard that they were all gone, my heart dropped.
"Oh, what's the point of peace? I heard that the Zhang family is coming to take over Danling Town soon. Now, I don't know how many girls will be unlucky." Old Ding sighed and said.
"Zhang family? How could they take over Danling Town, where are the Zhao family, Zheng family and Ma family?" Feng Zijing asked in surprise.
"Sigh, this time the Thousand Kills Flow and the Broken Moon Flow have caused a lot of harm to our Danling Town. You guys can run fast, but other people in the town are not as lucky as you. Broken arms and legs are just luck.
Well, even if you're not lucky, you can't save your life." Old Ding sighed and said.