When the sun was about to enter the Western Mountains, and when the seven or eight teams of more than 300 people were divided into more and more distances from each other, the first team with Han Sanqian and Su Ziwu as the core had arrived outside Youming City.
Although the gate of the extremely tall city is open, the long corridor is hundreds of meters high and dozens of meters wide. It exudes cold air and reflects the gray-black forest and mountains behind it, making it feel gloomy for a while.
Su Ziwu glanced at everyone present and signaled that they were ready, and then a group of people stepped into Youming City.
There is no hustle and bustle in the cities in the Central Plains area in the past. On the contrary, here it is simply dead silence. Occasionally, you can hear the roar of the wind coming from nowhere, or some bursts of metal collision sounds, like someone forging iron, or something like iron.
Someone was drawing a sword, and the atmosphere was extremely weird.
"This place, at first glance, is a place where strangers are not allowed to approach." Qinglong sneered slightly, but looked around with vigilant eyes.
Similar to the Central Plains region, there are still various types of buildings in the city, but most of them are in ruins. It seems that this is a city that has experienced countless wars.
"There are no moral restrictions on killing among the demons. It's as normal and simple as who we eat and drink. Don't be surprised. Go to a resting place first." Su Ziwu explained softly.
The Su family is a big family in the desert. Naturally, the Su family also has some business dealings with Youming City, which borders it, so Su Ziwu still knows a little about this place.
Han Sanqian nodded and glanced at the pangolin: "Try to keep a low profile."
After saying this, a group of people followed Su Ziwu and headed deeper into the city.
Pangolin pointed at himself depressedly, "Damn, what the hell?" There are many people in this team, why do you say this to only yourself?!
However, just after the pangolin shook its head in depression and caught up with Su Ziwu and others, several figures loomed out among the messy broken walls and ruins on both sides of the street where they had stayed. Each of them was majestic and majestic, about two feet tall.
Mi, looks fierce, with murderous intent between his brows.
The few people gave each other evil smiles, nodded, and disappeared.
At this time, Su Ziwu, Han Sanqian and their group had slowly stopped in front of a three-story building about 100 meters high that was located relatively centrally.
On the surface, this seems to be the most prosperous and magnificent building along the way.
However, even so, half of the building has collapsed, and the plaque hanging on the door is also swaying slightly in the wind, and it seems that it may fall off at any time.
Compared with the dead silence and howling wind outside, looking inside the house, although it is dilapidated, there are many people living in it at this time. As Su Ziwu and his party walked into the building, these people stopped their movements one after another.
, with a cold face or a smile on his face, staring at them quietly.
There are thirty or forty tables in the room. The tables and chairs are tattered, but people squatting, lying or sitting in front of the tables can be considered as people at each table. However, if Han Sanqian only uses a strange shape to describe the appearance and body shape of this group of people,
Their words were completely complimentary.
At least, at this time, whether it was Su Yan, Lu Zhu, Su Yingxia, or Qin Shuang, these women all looked frightened!
These guys were extremely huge, some were giant toads with the belly of an Arhat, some were deer-like monsters with extremely long necks, or some were frog-bodied men dressed in jet black. In short, they were all kinds of weird and craggy.
However, fortunately, before entering the city, Su Ziwu had already asked the four women to dress up in men's clothes. Even their faces were deliberately covered with long-brimmed hats!
Therefore, although it attracted the attention of everyone in the room, it simply did not cause much disturbance.
Su Ziwu led everyone to the guest desk in the center of the room, where a toad-like monster sat there like a puddle of meat.
"I want seven rooms." After saying that, Su Ziwen directly threw out a pile of amethysts.
The monster didn't even have a neck. He smiled softly and signaled to wait.
While several people were waiting, a drunk man passed by and staggered, bumping into Su Yingxia who was next to him.
As Su Yingxia screamed in pain, her body staggered slightly. Although Su Yan hurriedly held on, her head was thrown due to the huge inertia. When the long-brimmed hat fell off, her hair also fell out...
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All of a sudden, whistles were heard throughout the house!!
