The eastern coastal area is also called the Triangle Wetland.
The triangle area at the junction of the Donghuang Monster Clan, the Xuanwu Sea Region, and the Pangu Clan.
This is a famous city of sin in the east, with a mixture of fish and dragons, humans, monsters, sea monsters, all kinds of ethnic groups, and hundreds of large and small organizations.
There are pure-blood monsters that enslave humans, there are powerful humans that enslave demons, and human beings and demons join forces to survive. They compete with each other to portray a bloody picture of survival, depicting the cruelty of the world and the difficulty of survival.
In a small town in the Triangle Wetland, Qin Minghuang dragged his tired body into a tavern. His scarred body and pale face could not hide his outstanding heroic spirit and the unique noble temperament of the royal family.
"Store, a pot of wine, the best wine." Qin Minghuang turned an energy stone on his fingertips.
This is an intermediate energy stone, covered with pure energy mist, exuding an elegant luster, which immediately attracted the store's fiery attention.
There were more than a dozen people scattered in the shop, and they cast their eyes here one after another, but they didn't pay too much attention and continued to eat their own drinks and chat about their own things.
This person has a strong aura and cannot be offended!
Since you can't afford to provoke, you can't have too many provocations. This is the first rule of survival in Binhai District.
"Hello, objectively, what would you like to order?" The store owner came up to me with a smile, his eyes full of greed, and reached out to pinch the mid-level energy stone.
Qin Minghuang turned his fingertips and held the energy stone tightly: "I want the best wine, even if it's just a glass."
The shop owner looked at him strangely and smiled: "Don't worry, although our shop is a small shop, it is also a bit private. How about I go get you a pot and you can try it first?"
"No need, let's serve the wine." Qin Minghuang twisted the energy stone and placed it on the shopkeeper's hand. He opened and closed his lips and teeth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but then he swallowed it silently as his eyes lowered.
At this moment, his voice was clear, but he could not conceal his fatigue.
At this moment, he has a noble temperament, but he can't pretend to be proud.
At this moment, he felt calm and dazed like never before.
At this moment, he felt hurt and confused unlike before.
"Just wait a moment." The store owner squeezed the energy stone tightly and left happily. This is a good thing. I haven't earned one for a few days, but today I actually got taken advantage of.
Qin Minghuang sat at the greasy wooden table, still proudly puffing out his chest and pursed his lips, but his misty eyes were no longer as bright and sharp as before.
He sat quietly, absentmindedly, expressionless, and seemed to be lost in the depths of his memory.
He is the prince of the empire, he is the pride of the royal family, he is clothed with supreme glory, he shoulders a heavy mission, he has been extremely heroic, he has galloped on the battlefield... he... he...
But... those were all in the past... they were all scenes in dreams...
An energy stone is his only possession; this downfall is the tragic end of his pride; he rarely drinks, but he wants to get drunk today.
The best wine, even if it's just a glass.
This is his only trace of pride, and it is also the dignity that he clings to in his loneliness.
I am the prince of the empire.
"The road of father...son and minister...has come to an end..." Qin Minghuang looked out the window, to the dim red sky, to the distant unknown.
There was a murmur in his heart and a sigh in his soul. The matter had come to this, and he was unable to struggle.
"I'm sorry, I failed your cultivation. I'm sorry, I can no longer bear the heavy responsibility of the empire. I'm sorry, I... can't find my way home... I'm sorry..."
Qin Minghuang's lips and teeth closed lightly, and his eyes were hazy and elite.
The sounds of sorry, the sounds of weeping blood, the sounds of heart-wrenching, are soaked with so much sourness and hardship, filled with so much unwillingness and sadness.
Not long after, the small town suddenly heard bursts of chaotic noises. The sounds became more and more chaotic, denser and louder, until they became panicked shouts.
Then, the whole town began to boil. There were footsteps and shouts everywhere. Groups of warriors and monsters fled in haste, vigorously fleeing from the east to the west, with more and more numbers.
The scene is getting more and more chaotic.
"What's wrong?" The store owner brought a bottle of wine and placed it in front of Qin Minghuang, looking out strangely.
"It seems something happened." The customers in the store got up one after another and walked out of the store, but at first glance, everyone was so excited that they rushed out and fled towards the west.
"Hey! Come back here! Pay the bill! Come back here and pay the bill!" The store owner was furious, cursed, picked up the bench and rushed out.
But just as he walked out of the store, the crowd from the east had already been 'swamped', trampling and rushing past the tavern, making it a thick and dark place.
"Go quickly, go quickly, go quickly."
"What a terrifying pressure, it's a saint, it's a saint!"
The crowd was in confusion, running in groups and hastily, forming a chaotic mess and making a loud noise.
"That's..." The shopkeeper looked up in confusion, and saw a black cloud rolling in the east direction. It was thick and thick, like a surging river tide, boundless, but silent, and there was a terrifying oppression between heaven and earth.
It is spreading, causing countless living beings to be oppressed from their souls.
That's right, the soul is trembling and the soul is freezing.
The bench in the shopkeeper's hand fell to the ground. He trembled all over and joined the fleeing team like crazy. He ran towards the west, regardless of what he wanted, and he didn't want anything.
Soon after, thick dark clouds covered the town, shrouded the sky, and slowly sank, making the world dark and cold.
At this moment, the town was empty and no longer as lively as before.
Only Qin Minghuang was sitting by the window of the tavern, ignoring the chaos outside, pouring himself a glass of wine, swaying it on his fingertips, and drinking it down. A spicy and bitter taste passed through the esophagus and went straight to the stomach, making his whole body feel hot.
"Ahem!" Qin Minghuang coughed violently, causing internal injuries. A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the wooden table in front of him red, as well as the wine pot and wine glass.
Scarlet, poignant and beautiful.
The town was shrouded in darkness, with dark clouds rolling high in the sky, like tides and seas, soaked in biting coldness, and suddenly...
"Crash!"
The collision of the chains came from the depths of the dark clouds. It was ethereal and clear and sweet. Wherever the sound passed, the building was not damaged, but some small insects and beasts lurking here stiffened in an instant, and then slowly collapsed.
, no more sound.
All of them had their souls shattered and died tragically on the spot.
Wow!
The sound of chains sounded again, and more than a dozen dark and heavy chains hung from the sky, scattered around the tavern, connecting the earth and dark clouds, and surrounding the tavern.
"Ahem." Qin Minghuang coughed weakly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling listless.
He calmed down a little and poured another glass of wine. The wine glass was stained with blood and mixed with wine. A touch of scarlet rippled on the surface of the wine, giving off a hint of sadness and desolation.
"I can't escape anymore. I can't escape. When I drink this pot of wine, I will go back with you." Qin Minghuang raised the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The spicy wine mixed with his own blood and penetrated into his stomach.
He never drinks. Today he got drunk and practiced it for himself.
It has been more than a year since I came to this strange world. At first, I was seriously injured and fell into a coma, weak and embarrassed. After half a year of desperate struggle, I managed to recover and returned to my peak.
He paid too much and gained even more.
Carrying the pride of a prince and upholding the dignity of the royal lineage, he is neither humble nor arrogant, fearless and fearless, wandering in this strange world, feeling him, understanding him, and adapting to him.
He is different from Tang Yan. He has no knowledge of this unknown world, let alone the threat of the Spirit Clan, as well as the existence of the Golden Ancient Clan and the Demon Clan. He knows nothing and understands nothing, but he
With talent and pride, he is confident that he can create his own world in this world.
However……
Since half a year ago, he suddenly found that he was being targeted by a familiar soul warrior. It was from that time that he was brutally hunted for half a year.
Qin Minghuang fled into the deep mountains and old forests, breaking into secret and dangerous places. He was like a headless fly, running around and dodging everywhere. He even regarded the pursuit as an experience. He struggled to hold on to his dignity amid pride and stubbornly persisted in the killing.
Grow your own strength.
However, the cruelty of reality awakened him from the pride of the 'royal family'. The constant heavy losses and the counterattacks of monsters made him restrain his pride as he continued to fall.
Until recently, several consecutive fierce battles consumed all his spiritual energy and remaining dignity. He... couldn't hold on anymore... really couldn't hold on anymore...
And until now, he doesn't know where he is or the world. For more than a year, he has been struggling in the deep mountains and forests, almost isolated from the world.
Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and three vortexes fell, revealing three pure soul bodies, filled with terrifying soul power and entangled with evil black chains.
They are like the gods of death in hell, cold, evil, and terrifyingly oppressive.
They were all half-saints of the Spirit Clan, and they had been hunting down Qin Minghuang for half a year.
There were once seven people, but now there are only three left. Four of them were destroyed alive by Qin Minghuang in half a year.
As a last resort, they sent a request for help to the headquarters and invited a Holy Realm Soul Warrior, which then... triggered the last fierce battle three days ago.
Even so, Qin Minghuang still escaped from the siege in that fierce battle.
However, he suffered a heavy blow, a heavy blow to his soul. He could not escape and had no way to escape.
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