Tang Xuanming sneered in his heart after repeatedly sensing the situation near the city gate with the divine will that only belonged to the point-star level. After discovering that there was still a terrifying divine thought dormant where the city gate guard was.
"Sure enough, it's not that simple. The storm is far from over yet!"
He quickly gave up the idea of returning to the tribe and resumed living in the city.
…
In the City Lord's Mansion, it seems that the armor on his body will never be taken off. He is wearing black armor and looking at the old man in front of him indifferently. There is no need to hide his dissatisfaction.
"You have been searching the city for six days. You have turned Yunmeng City upside down. If that man was still in the city, you would have discovered him long ago. Now that he has left, I hope you can leave too, Yun
A small place like Mengcheng cannot accommodate big shots like you."
The old man's face flashed with anger, but it quickly disappeared. A small city like Yunmeng City was nothing in his eyes. Within his family's territory, there were a lot of small city lords like this.
If the city lord dared to talk to him like that, he would beat him up and vomit blood on the spot.
But Yunmeng City is different. As a city that is suspected of hiding the inheritance of human kings, even if this city is on the edge of the desert and deserted without anyone asking, the big shots in the imperial city will still not ignore it.
The city lord stationed here will not be a simple figure. He was personally appointed by the big shots in the imperial city, and no one dares to ignore it.
The strength of the city lord of Yunmeng City is not inferior to him, and he is one of the best figures in the borderlands.
Thinking of this, the old man forcibly held back his breath, squeezed out a smile, and said: "Does the city lord still want to hide it now? Everything that happens in the depths of the wilderness can be hidden from others, but it certainly cannot be hidden from the city lord."
"Large tribes one after another are searching the wilderness. Such actions have been going on for more than a year. Everyone can see that it is abnormal!"
The old man's words were profound, and his eyes were staring at the Lord of Yunmeng City without blinking. However, the Lord of Yunmeng City, who was hidden under his armor, could not see any waves, not even any mental fluctuations.
"What does Elder Wang mean? Why can't I understand it?"
"The great wilderness is full of turmoil. Apart from a bunch of annoying monsters, there is nothing else worth worrying about! As the city lord of Yunmeng City in the wilderness, what I have to do is to protect the city.
, live up to the emperor’s favor.”
The Lord of Yunmeng City crossed his arms and bowed in the direction of the imperial city from a distance.
Elder Wang was angry and resentful. The city lord of Yunmeng City was extremely slippery. Faced with this situation, he took the initiative to clarify: "It is no secret that the descendants of the Demon Emperor clan are walking in the wilderness. Among the major families and tribes
The top descendants are gathering in the wilderness, hoping to obtain the bloodline of the Demon King. I don’t believe you haven’t heard of this news.”
The topic has been raised. The Lord of Yunmeng City no longer pretends to be stupid, but the reaction is still not enthusiastic. He responded somewhat indifferently: "What does the competition of the younger generation have to do with us?"
"There's no point in continuing to act stupid like this. City Lord, who doesn't know that you belong to the Imperial City?" After the topic was made clear, Elder Wang simply did not hide it and said bluntly: "The reason why the major tribes are
Isn’t it because you still secretly hid this incident and didn’t enter the wilderness directly because you haven’t received permission from the royal family?”
"Do you still need permission from the royal family to hunt bloodlines?"
"hehe!"
Elder Wang sneered.
"Is the royal family going to pretend to be stupid until the last moment? Is the imperial city not going to intervene in the dispute between the human king and the demon emperor?"
Elder Wang stared at the cold armor, but the Lord of Yunmeng City did not react too much from beginning to end, like a piece of ice.
"I understand. It seems that the emotional entanglement between the Human King and the Demon Emperor is just a rumor. After today, the young people from all major tribes will enter the wilderness in large numbers, vowing to cut off the Demon Emperor's head."
Elder Wang left his last words, and his figure gradually faded and completely disappeared from the city lord's mansion.
A pair of eyes hidden in the armor blinked and looked in the direction outside Yunmeng City.
"Is everyone gone?"
After feeling that the last aura in the city that surpassed the ant emperor level had disappeared, the Lord of Yunmeng City sighed heavily, not knowing who he was sighing for.
He looked at the inheritance moment in the central square, then looked at the direction of the imperial city, and finally stared at the direction of the wilderness. He was silent for a long time, and the room was gradually shrouded in darkness, leaving only a long sigh.
"Where is the King of Men?"
No one can answer.
…
Feeling the last spiritual thought disappearing into Yunmeng City, Tang Xuanming's anxious heart finally relaxed.
But even so, he did not completely relax and stayed in Yunmeng City for another three days, fearing that some big shots would come back to kill him.
Who said that some possibilities were very low, but for him, an ordinary citizen of the wilderness with no backing, he couldn't afford any mistakes.
At the gate of Yunmeng City, Tang Xuanming wore Chen Nan's face and blended into the crowd. He walked out of Yunmeng City. The guarding soldiers glanced at him and looked away. His ordinary appearance did not attract attention at all.
How much attention.
Several hundred meters away from Yunmeng City, Tang Xuanming couldn't help but glance back. The tall city wall still stood there, like a wild beast in the wild, and like a huge prison.
And today, he walked out of the prison.
From then on, the sea was wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky was high enough for birds to fly.
"Let's go back to the tribe and have a look. It's been a few months since we came out in the blink of an eye."
Tang Xuanming felt strangely missing the tribe's barbecue. Although it seemed to the tribe members that he had only been out for a few months, in fact he had spent several years.
In this world, the only thing he cares about is that small tribe.
The tribes were primitive, barbaric, ignorant, and backward. They were not even as good as Yunmeng City, where the people's wisdom was slightly enlightened, let alone the worlds that Tang Xuanming had visited.
But inexplicably Tang Xuanming was a little concerned about the tribe.
He misses the meal made by Hemerocallis fulva, and misses the beast that scared him back then - come.
I miss those barbarians who couldn’t even tell the difference between heart, liver, spleen and lung.
I miss the group of hunters carrying heavy loads in the wilderness to catch prey.
The long journey was tedious and boring. After his strength improved, Tang Xuanming's speed greatly increased, but the time it took to return to the tribe did not shorten.
Because along the way, Tang Xuanming noticed something strange.
On the way to the wilderness, I met many people with strong blood and abnormal strength.
"again!"
Tang Xuanming frowned as he looked at a big red bird flying overhead.
On the back of the big bird stood an old man and three young men. The old man's strength was unpredictable, and Tang Xuanming could sense the danger just by looking at him. The three young men beside the old man were not very old.
One man and two women, they looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. What made Tang Xuanming frown was that their vitality and blood were so strong that even Tang Xuanming was surprised.
"They are all people who have reached the stage of ant queen, and they are so young..."
Tang Xuanming's heart was already hanging in a knot. This was the eighth wave of such characters he had encountered.