...Hu Nanchen himself is a forging master, but his combat effectiveness is very average.
In addition, his wife is also an ordinary person, so it is impossible for Chen Tian to take him to find the last relic.
When leaving the desert, Chen Tian left a map for Hu Nanchen, with the location of Chen Zong marked on it.
At the same time, he left several life-saving magic weapons for him to ensure that he could reach Chenzong safely.
Chen Tian's original intention was to make Hu Nanchen directly one of the owners of the twelfth floor.
With his forging ability, he will definitely be a great help to the 12th floor of Five Cities, which is currently under construction.
However, Chen Tian did not want to be arbitrary when it came to arranging the landlord.
He asked Hu Nanchen to go to Chen Zong first and wait until he got all the relic treasures before discussing.
When Chen Tiancong got the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella.
To the north of the desert, there is a snowfield.
The precipitous mountains, as if they were chopped with knives and axes, stretch for thousands of miles.
Thick snow covers it.
If we say that Peicheng is the hottest place in the entire Fenxiang world.
Then this is the coldest place.
There is a large city with walls all white.
This big city is built on the mountain, with towering walls! Every huge stone on the city wall comes from the mountain behind the city.
When this big city was built, the mountains behind it were also carved out.
In Baiying City, half of the city is outside the mountain and half is in the mountain.
Inside the city lord's palace.
Sitting on the chair that originally belonged to the city lord was a man wearing a jackal mask.
Beside that person was a man wearing a heavy fur hat.
This man is about forty years old and has a hooked nose.
When he looked at the dozen or so people surrounded in the hall, his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Master, I will do the next thing."
The man wearing the jackal mask nodded slightly.
The hook-nosed man walked slowly down the high platform, and walked towards the person standing at the front among the dozen or so people, with the straightest back.
"City Lord Mo, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Now the entire White Eagle City is under the control of my master. Why do you have to support me?"
Mo Shan looked at the hooked nose and finally took a look at the man sitting high up.
"My Mo family has been guarding this place for generations, and tens of thousands of years have passed.
How can the family's glory be destroyed by my hands?"
Hearing this, Qin Hui, with a hooked nose, approached Mo Shan.
"City Lord, I am looking for you to find a way to survive. Don't think that without you, we can't find what we want."
Mo Shan snorted coldly.
"How can I, the backbone of the Mo family, be like you?
You are a villain who follows the trend of others! Now you are the dog of this demon, but if the co-owner comes tomorrow, won’t you still betray him?"
Qin Hui, who was called a dog, was not angry.
He took out a towel and covered his mouth and coughed twice.
"If that's the case, then..." Poof! A delicate dagger pierced Mo Shan's back, slit his heart, and exposed the sharp point on his chest.
Then, the dagger was withdrawn from Mo Shan's body.
Blood poured out of Mo Shan's chest.
Mo Shan turned around with difficulty.
He saw the man with the dagger.
"Mo He, you!"
Mohe, approaching Moshan.
Another knife.
"Brother, I'm no worse than you.
Why are you the city lord?
I don’t accept it!”
The dagger was drawn out.
"Also, why are you so stubborn?
The Mo family has been guarding this place for tens of thousands of years, but the co-owner has never appeared?
Haven't you ever doubted whether the co-owner exists?"
The dagger pierced Mo Shan's body again.
was drawn out again.
"Now, the Mo family is in danger, and I can't watch you lead the Mo family to death.
He who knows the current affairs is a hero!"
Mo He stabbed the dagger into Mo Shan's body for the last time.
The Lord of White Eagle City also lost his breath.
thump.
Mo He knelt on the ground.
"Subordinate Mo He, please see the master."
In the city lord's seat, the man wearing a jackal mask leaned forward.
"You are good."
Mo He knelt down and kowtowed.
"Master, behind this city lord's mansion is what you want."
"take me."
The man wearing the jackal mask was full of excitement in his words.
Mo He stood up from the ground.
"Master, I have a request."
"What qualifications do you have to make a request to the master! Do your job well, and the master will grant it to you!"
Qin Hui glared at Mo He and scolded him.
On the high platform, the man wearing a jackal mask glanced across Mohe.
"explain."
"Kill him."
Qin Hui looked at Mo He's finger pointing at him and leaned back.
"Mo He, you are looking for death! If it weren't for me, how could you possibly know my master!"
Mo He didn't speak, but pointed at Qin Hui lightly.
On the high platform, the man wearing the mask of Cai Lang smiled.
"Ha~ He's just a traitor. If you kill him, you'll kill him."
A streak of black energy flew out of the hand of the man wearing the jackal mask and penetrated into Qin Hui's body.
"You! Master! No, please..." Black energy quickly enveloped Mo He.
His breath quickly weakened.
“Mohe.
You! You are also a traitor! Why..." Mo He looked at Qin Hui who turned into powder, waved his hand, and the powder flew away.
"I am also a traitor, but I am more useful than you!"
Behind White Eagle City.
A stone gate.
The man wearing the jackal mask tried many methods but could not open the stone door.
"Is there no other way?"
The man wearing the jackal mask asked Mo He behind him.
"It is recorded in the ancient books of the clan that if you want to open this stone door, you need to bring the True Fire of Samadhi."
After listening to Mo He's explanation, the man wearing the jackal mask took a few steps back.
He looked at the huge stone door carefully.
"What a pity."
At this time, another person came up behind the man wearing the jackal mask.
"Hmph, there are three...so what, they are just making wedding clothes for my people."
"City Lord Mo, I need you to do something for me..." -Chen Tian was wrapped in fur and walked through the wind and snow.
He walked slowly.
But with every step he takes, Chentian can move forward a hundred miles.
With Chentian's strength, he naturally does not need to wear clothes to resist the cold.
But he dressed like this just because he didn't want to cause others to look at him differently.
Among the snow-capped mountains, cities and towns are blocked by heavy snow-capped mountains.
Only the two hottest months of the year allow for trade between the two countries.
The rest of the time, they can only be enclosed everywhere.
Chen Tian's footprints have already traveled through most of the Snowy Mountains, and he is looking for the last relics.
The thick snow boots made a squeaking sound on the ground.
Chentian walked into this city where even the city walls were frozen.
The cold wind penetrated into the city gate from the other end of the street and swirled.
This small town has a small population of about twenty to thirty thousand people.
When Chentian slowly walked into this small town, he attracted the attention of people on both sides of the street.
There have been no outsiders here for too long.
Moreover, it was still the season when heavy snow closed the mountains, and people on both sides of the street were wondering how he got here.
In a small town with almost no foreign guests, it is naturally difficult to find an inn.
After walking around the small town twice, Chen Tian couldn't find a place to stay.
This is a group of people wearing armor and holding spears standing in front of Chen Tian.
Chen Tian looked at the group of people surrounding him with doubts on his face.