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After half an hour, Ning Feng set foot on the mainland for the first time in the vast sea area in a place far away from the port.︽

Real land, not small places like islands.

Involuntarily, Ning Feng took a deep breath.

Immediately, he looked to the high place with vigilance, at the Iron Throne Palace, which was still conspicuous even at dusk.

"The darker the sky, the brighter it will be. I am afraid that it will be as bright as the moon in the night."

"What kind of immortal is this xiaqiao rising up? Why does it feel like..."

Ning Feng couldn't help but look strange on his face. He remembered the brilliant lights that every city in his previous life would light up at night. It seemed that it was not so enough to prove its prosperity.

This Iron Throne gave him the same feeling.

"How did you say that?"

Ning Feng touched his nose, "The more he tried his best to prove that what he had, the more he really didn't."

"Let's wait for verification in the future."

That being said, Ning Feng was really weak unless he was in the sea at this time, so he naturally did not dare to provoke him. He didn't even look at the iron throne held high in the air and quietly headed towards the port where the lights were still brightly lit at night.

The next day, early morning, the sun was shining.

Ning Feng strolls on the streets of the port, and there are already crowds of people who are getting up early and keep flowing.

“This is the old iron port.”

"I used to be famous for my iron ore specialties, and the iron ore produced is of high quality. Now it has already run out. It exists as a prosperous port."

Ning Feng's mind echoed with the collected messages. He couldn't help but look up at the sky, and the Iron Throne was still there.

The Iron Throne, the old Iron Harbor, made him unable to disconnect the two.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, new overseas goods that have just arrived on the shore."

"The cute and charming mermaids will take off the tail of the fish into human legs at most three days after leaving the water. I can still turn into pearls with tears in my heart, but there are only three."

"The golden beads in the sea the size of a fist are sold in the fight."

"The past fruits that can store beautiful memories can be forgotten, and one will be passed on forever."

"The strong yak tribe, look at the vigorous hair, sexy horns, and the words, can you still miss the lonely people?"

"The earth-center source stone that rushed out of the volcano erupted, the material for creating the dragon cannon."

...

The chaotic hawking sounds did not come from the street stalls, they were all from the shops on both sides of the main streets of the old iron port.

Each shop has three or two men, who are filling tea in their mouths and shouting loudly.

Ning Feng was just listening to the content they shouted and collected information. However, the various throne patterns on the signs of each shop attracted his attention.

"There are no less than seven different thrones, including the Iron Throne. It seems that there are many people who ascend to Xiachu in the vast sea."

Ning Feng has no intention of selling things.

In fact, what he can take out and sell is nothing more than the blood cells condensed from the essence of the sea demon.

These are either because of their origin or they are not suitable for selling at this moment, so Ning Feng could only be a spectator helplessly.

The old iron port is prosperous, but like all harbors, it is not very big. After walking around a street, it is basically full of essence.

"What's the future?"

“Where to go?”

Ning Feng frowned unconsciously.

The information has been collected almost completely, and I also know that through commercial behavior, we can accumulate enough favors from heaven to gain strength and then ascend to the sky. But so what?

Where did Ning Feng get the time step by step and improve step by step?

He stayed in the Hanhai area for a limited time. Now that the fusion of the two worlds is about to be completed, he would have forcibly escaped from the Hanhai area.

If there is any chance in Qiye, it is entirely possible to win this contest.

"Headache!"

Ning Feng really felt a headache. He kept rubbing his eyebrows with one hand, and felt that the blood vessels were leaping in that place, and it was about to break.

He thought it was a battle like Yin-Yang Town, but it was nothing more than a battle of wits and courage.

Who would have thought that the Hanhai Area was such a special world, and there were too many variables in the competition under such a special force system.

There are so many that I can’t plot against the other party, I can only keep improving myself. No one dares to relax until the day the winner is clear.

"Trouble~"

Ning Feng sighed and stopped trapping himself in the alley.

What he didn't know was that in the past few days, Qiye of the Demon Sect sighed ten times as much as his, and his face was so distressed that he was about to wrinkle into the orange peel that had been in winter.

"Well, there is a teahouse in front of you."

Ning Feng's eyes lit up. On the one hand, he was upset, and on the other hand, was there any better place to collect information than this?

He stepped inside, found a corner, sipped in a small sip of cheap and inferior tea, and drank the style of the best spiritual tea.

Ning Feng's mind is naturally not on the tea.

After a few pots of tea, I gained a lot. The most important thing is that I heard a message:

"What did you say? I have all the calculations and have come to the old iron port? I still open the door to do business. As long as I take enough price, I can let them calculate it once?"

"This is fake. It is said that the top figures in the city have been there the day before yesterday and have blocked the news."

"We're going now, and there's probably only leftovers left."

"Come on, don't complain, people have not left yet? Go and go with us, maybe it's our chance."

“…”

A group of people walked out in a noisy way, and there were only two people left in the originally crowded teahouse.

One is Ning Feng, the other is a boy who looks only thirteen or fourteen years old and has soft hair.

“Ah~”

Ning Feng was still pondering, and heard a scream in his ear. He turned his head and saw that the face of the teahouse shopkeeper was more bitter than that of the inferior tea.

He felt deeply sympathy. He just asked for something that was unavailable. Now he was so empty that he could run away from the mice.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Feng heard a scream: "You killers, haven't paid yet!!!"

With a "puff", the soft boy laughed out loud, then he thought of something, threw down his money, turned around and ran outside.

The shopkeeper was heartbroken and squatted on the ground, wishing he could just squat to death. His heart was bleeding.

He couldn't even figure out how much he lost, but he felt that his liver was trembling and painful, as he had always been very careful.

Sudden--

"Shopkeeper, I'll settle their accounts."

"brush!"

The shopkeeper looked up suddenly and saw Ning Feng smiling gently at him.

After all, he opened a store in the Old Iron Port for decades, so he still had this kind of vision. He jumped up but did not hurry to take the money, but instead bent his body and asked like shrimps: "I wonder what this guest wants to know?"

Ning Feng smiled with satisfaction and said slowly: "I want to know..."

...

"It turns out to be like this."

"That's no wonder."

After Ning Feng walked out of the teahouse, his previous doubts had been resolved, and behind him, he heard the satisfaction of the teahouse shopkeeper who survived the disaster. He was almost moaning.

I heard those people talking about "all the people" in the teahouse before, and I was confused when I heard it.

In that situation just now, the shopkeeper wanted to take out what he knew directly from his mind, and even said it was incomplete with his mouth.

Ning Feng immediately understood.

The so-called "calculation of all the people" is not what he thinks, the nickname of someone.

It was a group of people, a group of extremely special women in the vast sea.

It is said that a long time ago, among those who could ascend to the throne, there was an extremely special existence, that was a woman.

The first female throne ever.

The most amazing thing about this woman is to plot, she can treat the world as a chessboard, and the rest of the throne is chess pieces, singing all the way, and trampling all kinds of beards under her feet.

What this throne did not expect was that those seven-foot-stout men were so narrow-minded that they could not stand a woman standing on top of their heads to shit and pee, and a war began.

From business to real battlefield, after a fierce battle, the throne fell, and her throne fell from the sky.
To be continued...