The tremor caused by her excitement was seen by her fellow travelers as a kind of fear of those who had just arrived in Shangcheng. She should have been afraid, and facing the life and death that could be seen everywhere in front of her was a pious worship.

Some people are still alive today, but will never appear on the streets tomorrow. Those who come to Shang City will die seven or eight out of ten people. Therefore, the name of this city is Shang. It reminds everyone all the time, the cruelty of this magic battlefield.

"Girl, although you are young and come to Shangcheng alone, I still admire your love for your home and your sense of responsibility for your morality."

The thin middle-aged man slowly walked towards Yao Rao, and he no longer spoke to her as strict as he began to scold her two apprentices, but instead had a hint of gentleness.

"I give you a small gift to defend yourself. Don't enter the deeper part of the Second Heaven of the Demon Realm. After returning home, tell your friends and descendants what you see in Shangcheng, so that they can realize that their peaceful life is exchanged for countless war gods with their bones and blood today. It's good for girls to cook at home and take care of their children, but men must fight in the Demon Realm in this life!"

The thin middle-aged man took out a straw buckle woven straw rope from his sleeve bag. When he took out the straw buckle, it immediately caused the people around him to laugh quietly.

It is said that it is a gift for people, but it is actually a pig feeding grass that is picked up on the ground. It seems that this old-fashioned middle-aged cultivator is not very smart.

Although it was a long speech and a righteous and meditation, the words of the thin middle-aged man pulled Yao Rao back from the sacred tour.

People have different obsessions and dreams due to different situations. Although they cannot fully agree with them, they can fully understand them and no one can laugh at the power of dreams.

Yaorao immediately took the grass buckle from the thin middle-aged man's hands with both hands, and the warm kindness transmitted from the grass buckle, which was rare among the powerful Chuyuan Sect she knew. This intention surprised and admired her the most.

"Thank you, senior, and I wish you peace on this trip."

"Peace" is the best blessing to the warrior, so the thin man nodded with a smile.

The grass buckle fell into Yaorao's palm, and the middle-aged man took his two apprentices away. However, when he left, he still glanced at the handsome young master Ying standing not far behind Yaorao with a strange look.

The enchanting focus was on the grass button in her hand. The seemingly ordinary grass knot emitted a little silver light after it fell into her hand, and it tied itself around her wrist.

Although I don’t know what the mystery is in this grass buckle, it must not be as useless as those laughing people thought just now.

"It's a good thing."

The young man with an oily head stretched out his oily head again.

"I heard that there is a small floating island group outside the southernmost sea of ​​Fengshen Continent. An extremely special elemental phantom grass grows on the grass. A strong domain lord named "Jiecao Taoist" is best at using elemental grass to make printing tools. I guess that thin monkey is the one who Kecao Taoist!"

The oil-headed man spoke without restraint. He didn't know whether his strange hearings were real or nonsense.

Without further ado, Yaorao naturally knew that Cao Kuang was a good thing. She glanced at the man with a white head and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Oh! Girl."

The oil-headed man waved his hand in a hurry and hurriedly stopped Yaorao, as if he didn't want her to leave so quickly.

He shamelessly pointed to the grass buckle on Yaorao's wrist and said, "Actually, if there is this grass buckle, you will definitely be very safe in Shangcheng, because Brother Ying will definitely protect you!"

The man patted his chest and promised, but he almost vomited blood because he used too much force.

It is not doubtful that this is true or false, because when Taoist Taoist Kaedo looked at Ying Tianqing with a strange look, she secretly used her spiritual sense to investigate the magic level of this oil-headed man.

What surprised her was that this playboy who looked thin and tender, had at least reached the level of killing the gods!

Although he used a special method to hide the magic level, she could also see the clues from the strength of his meridians.

"No need, Brother Ying, I just come to Shangcheng to see it casually, and I won't cause trouble."

A charming smiled faintly.

If Ying Tianqing was really a powerful silly man from a wealthy family, she might consider using his power to cling to the Shenzong. However, the eyes of Taoist Jiecao and the hidden illusion level of Ying Tianqing made her feel inappropriate. It may not be beneficial to her to be close to him rashly when she didn't know the depth of the other party.

It is better to be careful in everything.

"Girl, hey! Girl! Girl!" Ying Tianqing still ignored her when she saw Yaorao, and was so anxious that she jumped up and down.

At this moment, a neat and loud sound of horse hooves came from the corner of the street not far from the teleportation array.

The sound is so powerful, like thousands of thunder falling from the sky, stepping on the ground, making a sound of overwhelming seas. You can see the sand on the ground constantly shaking up and down from the ground level, raising a piece of dust in the sky.

The black fierce horse with a huge hoof force is a unique war horse in the Fengshen Continent. It is extremely difficult to tame, so it is not often seen on weekdays. However, at this time, on the streets of Shangcheng, there is a cavalry camp. Why isn't it shocking?

The summoners walking in the air around them were shocked by the momentum of the cavalry army. They all stopped with shocked expressions.

In the center of the horse team, eight snow-white white ice tigers were drawn with a silver-colored exquisite carriage. The breathtakingly exquisite shape formed a sharp contrast with the iron-blooded and ruthless aura of the surrounding dark horses.

This kind of luxury and high-profile are rare even in the Chuyuan Blue Demon Sea, let alone the Shangcheng, which is filled with fighting spirit and bloody smell?

"Scared! Which noble family is going on a trip? So prominent?"

"Shut up! You can't tell this! Close your mouth quickly and don't cause trouble! Who else can be the ones who can use the dark horses to patrol?" Another voice that was extremely low replied in awe in a very light tone.

Outside Shangcheng, there are 33rd level of the Demon Realm. Generally, summoners who come here to kill demons will do their best and hunt demons in a fixed area. Therefore, those forces that can kill demons in the depths of the Demon Realm will receive the respect of all the summoners in Shangcheng.
Chapter completed!