Qihuang obviously didn't start without feeling comfortable.

But he still stubbornly squinted his neck and said, "What's so great? This little white-faced natal sword has so many, but he only gives you such a ragged one. Such a stingy guy, can you brag about it specifically for him?"

Mu Yan was so angry that she was so angry that she was Mu Yan.

How deeply Qihuang’s hostility towards his uncle is!

However, after hearing Qihuang say that the uncle of the junior master had many natal swords, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But I still thought that when I saw my uncle next time, no matter what the uncle said, I must return the jasper sword.

The so-called natal sword is closely related to the life and death of the master.

Giving the natal sword to someone else is too weird and inappropriate no matter how you think.

"Miss Jun!" A man's respectful voice came from outside the space, "There is Sixiang City next to Fusang City."

The speaker was specially sent by the Murong family to lead the way for Mu Yan and the others.

As Feng Yu said before, Fusang City is very xenophobic and ordinary people can't even touch the door to enter.

Even if the pass token was found from Feng Yu, he could only allow one person to enter.

But it happened that there was a servant from Fusang City in Murong's family named [Wei Baolin].

When he heard that Mu Yan and the others wanted to go to Fusang City, he volunteered to lead the way.

According to Wei Baolin, Fusang City has strict access, but the deacons guarding the city have obvious habits.

It is a special liking for the spiritual food made by a chef named [Zhiweizhai] in [Sixiangcheng].

As long as you bring the hot and freshest [Zhiweizhai] spiritual food, plus Wei Baolin's beautiful words and give some generous gifts, you can probably turn a blind eye and put them in.

Mu Yan came out of the space, opened the door, and smiled faintly, "It's time for Wei to manage the matter, we will rest in Sixiang City tonight."

In this way, the freshest spiritual food you buy tomorrow.

The [Sixiang City] in the Western Land is a magical place in the entire Ziyun Realm.

Because here, there is no transaction of fighting magic weapons and pills for cultivation, and no fights by monks are allowed.

The most prosperous and popular here are Lingchu, musician, artist, and planter.

In short, you can find all the enjoyment and joy that has nothing to do with war and life.

The spacecraft was stored in the storage space by Yun Ruohan about a few kilometers away from Sixiang City.

A group of eight people slowly landed on the ground and walked towards the peace-loving Sixiang City.

"Aowuwuwuwu-!"

"Help...Help--!!"

Suddenly, a few creepy howls of wolf, accompanied by the woman's screams, came into their ears.

Wei Baolin's face changed and he exclaimed: "No, there is a blood wolf who eats people again!"

After saying that, he soared into the air and rushed towards the direction where the sound came.

Mu Yan and the others hurriedly followed.

Not long after, the seven people saw a scene that made people's scalp tingling.

More than a dozen jackals were howling, and they turned into biting a woman.

The woman was covered in blood, and several pieces of flesh and blood were torn off by sharp teeth on her legs, revealing her thick white bones.

Even a hole was broken in the abdomen, and the large intestine gust gushed out with the blood.

When Mu Yan and the others arrived, the woman was already dying and couldn't even hum.

Wei Baolin roared angrily and the long sword shot out, "Beast, you dare to hurt people, why don't you get out of here!"
Chapter completed!