Although I have not mastered these martial arts, almost every martial art has become the nourishment for his cultivation.

Even though I did not deliberately practice my original skills, the true energy in my body continued to soar. It was just that I was afraid of being exposed too early, so I kept suppressing my cultivation level.

Today, finally, I no longer suppressed and directly climbed to the peak of the eighth level of the Yuan Realm.

Su Qingchen almost wanted to laugh three times.

Ha, Feng Chaochuan from the Forgetful Dao Palace, let me see you again, and I want to break your face that seems to control everything.

Ha, He Mu, so what if you are a demon general? I also have the power to fight.

Ha, Wan Zui, aren’t you arrogant? I also want to meet you.

I have saved Ren Jianle, and Jesus can't keep him, I said.

......

The morning light is dim.

The sky was lightly bright, shining on Su Qingchen's face.

Su Qingchen was already standing on the wall of the West City at this time, and his mood was as calm as usual.

Gu Qingwei's concerning eyes remained in front of him; Ling Xian's instructions, "Son-in-law, you must come back safely" were still in his ears.

He noticed that a strange bird had been hovering at a low altitude. Because in fact, after entering the pass, his whereabouts were no secret at all. It was normal for someone to track them.

Moreover, it is said that Ling Chong, deputy director of the Xicheng Department, was originally a hard-core "hawkish", who insisted on monitoring all the troubles in Dongcheng. If there were any abnormal movements in Dongcheng, he could directly occupy Dongcheng and restore the unity of the city.

He is a loyal supporter of "If one is not a race, one's heart will be different."

Su Qingchen guessed that the strange bird in the sky should be Zhifangsi's "Eye of the Sky".

He observed the surroundings, then followed by a body movement and jumped directly off the city wall.

Passing by a forest, I came to the streets of Xicheng.

This is his first time observing Xicheng from the perspective of a tourist:

The people in Xicheng are indeed all kinds of strange things, and they all have all shapes.

From three feet tall to ten feet tall, there are many things.

But most of them wear masks, as if wearing masks is the right etiquette.

Su Qingchen walked into a mask shop.

"What kind of mask do you want?" The boss wore a mask, but the antlers on his head could not be covered.

Su Qingchen pointed to a mask of Yin-Yang face that was half black and half white.

It was the mask he wore when he came last time.

"The boss has good eyesight, this mask is a well-known 'yin and yang'. He once fought with the human race's Xuanzong for thousands of rounds without losing the upper hand, and finally tied." The boss said proudly, as if he had experienced the battle himself.

Su Qingchen didn't agree, he was afraid of revealing his lack of understanding of this aspect.

"What's even more rare is that the materials in my store are very good and they are extremely comfortable to wear. Try it."

Su Qingchen wore it as he said, and it was indeed more comfortable than last time.

"People from Shang tribe dance with masks all their lives, so it is extremely important to choose a comfortable mask. You are here, this mask is a cost of my store..."

The store owner Barabala said a lot.

"How much?"

"Chenghui, two hundred copper."

Su Qingchen directly gave a piece of silver.

"This is your search."

"No need, store owner, just tell me where Yanlai is."

"Thank you, the boss." The shop owner happily put away the head that he was going to hand to Su Qingchen, and pointed to his left, "Yanlai Yikan, you turn left and walk to the end. When you see a green lake, the building by the lake is Yanlai Yikan."

"Thank you, the store owner." Su Qingchen put on the mask of "unpredictable Yin and Yang" and went out.

This smoke came to the foreign museum, and the name sounds similar to the martial arts hall, but it should be taught different methods because it is a "different museum".

Su Qingchen was about to go over and see the so-called contact person first, because when Su Qingchen asked Mu Xianyun who the contact person was, she said mysteriously: "You will know when you arrive at Yanlai's house."

He looked for the way under his feet and kept moving forward.

Sure enough, I saw a small lake, and the lake water was green. There was a slightly dilapidated building next to the lake water.

‘This water of Lake Nima is eutrophied, this demon clan really doesn’t understand what environmental protection is.’

Su Qingchen was feeling bored and came to the front door and found that the door was closed.

‘It’s broad daylight, don’t do business? This foreign museum... won’t go bankrupt, right?’

"Is anyone? Is anyone here? Anybodyhome?" Su Qingchen knocked on the door.

"Who is it disturbing people's dreams, will it make people sleep?" The voice of a middle-aged man came from inside.

He looks like an ordinary middle-aged man, dressed a little sloppy.

At this time, my eyes were sleepy and my face was full of impatientness.

Su Qingchen whispered a secret saying: "I heard that I lie like water from afar."

The middle-aged man replied: "The bedroom is full of spring green."

He raised his eyelids that were heavy like a thousand pounds, glanced at Su Qingchen and said, "You came from the east. It surprised me. Come, come in."

After Su Qingchen came in, he looked at it and then really wanted to say, I will return this sentence to the original sentence.

No wonder Mu Xianyun would say, "You will know when you come to Yan and come to the foreign hall."

Because, in addition to hanging a plaque on the gate of this Yanlai Yiguan, you only need to open the gate, and there is also a plaque on the front hall:

"Contact Office".

At this moment, Su Qingchen just wanted to clench his fists, then stretch out his thumb and little finger, and finally shake his wrist violently.

That's right, it's a "six"! Because this guy is too six.

After the middle-aged man took Su Qingchen into the house, he threw himself directly on a device similar to a recliner, changed to a comfortable position, and prepared to continue falling asleep.

"Uncle, what's the name?"

The middle-aged man stood up, pointed at himself, and pointed at the hall:

"Smoke comes. As you can see, this 'smoke comes' in the foreign hall'."

"Uncle Yan. Your 'Contact Office' is hanging in the most conspicuous position in a open manner, aren't you afraid of being discovered?"

Yanlai lay on the recliner, looking like he was about to fall asleep.

"This 'liaison office' is not that 'liaison office'. This is the most important step in my relationship with a foreigner: it is also the connection between the two. Young man, what's your name?"

"Jiu Changtian."

"Oh, Brother Zhou. Who are you feeling uncomfortable when you come to Xicheng to find?"

"The Nine Star Gate."

“…”

Silence. Silence is today's contact office.

Just when Su Qingchen thought he was really asleep, he spoke again: "The Nine Star Gate is not easy to mess with. They insist on missing a single blow and then leaving. However, the mouse is always a mouse and cannot be enemies with the giant lion. Your strength is at least higher than their average castle lord, so there is no problem in protecting yourself."

At this time, Su Qingchen looked at Yan seriously. Because of Guiran Jue, Su Qingchen was like a swimming fish hiding in the deep sea in the eyes of ordinary monks, and he could not detect his true face at all.

But this middle-aged man revealed Su Qingchen's strength in one sentence. And it seems that he was definitely not confused.

‘I bet…you guessed it.’

Su Qingchen did not respond.

really.

Yan Lai continued:

"Although I don't know your specific level of cultivation, I don't know what your identity is in your human race. But I want to tell you that in Xicheng, you must never touch the people from the City Lord's Mansion. That is, do you understand the people from the Demon Lord Qiu Ke you mentioned?"
Chapter completed!