The young man looked only ten years old, and led a snowflake carving slowly walked over and stopped in front of a group of evil people in the Black Tiger Hall.

"Boy, don't you get out of here immediately, even blocking the road from the Heihu Hall. Are you looking for death?" An evil warrior shouted.

Nie Zhenghan glared at the evil warrior, and the evil warrior immediately shut his mouth and did not dare to say more.

Other evil warriors could not see the boy's power, but Nie Zhenghan could see it. Because the barbarian bird led by the boy was a third-level barbarian bird, a snowflake sculpture.

The combat power of the third-level barbarian bird is comparable to that of the Earth-Earth Warrior.

The speed of the third-level barbarian bird is much faster than that of ordinary Earth-Earth Warriors.

If you can regard third-level barbarian birds as mounts, how could that young man be an ordinary person?

Nie Zhenghan stared at the boy, bowed slightly, and said, "In the Heihu Hall, Nie Zhenghan, I don't know what you call him?"

Zhang Ruochen looked at Nie Zhenghan, and then looked at Lin Ningshan, who was tied to the back of the golden-spotted giant tiger, without any expression in his eyes, and said, "Heihu Hall? Are you the Black Tiger Hall in the black market?"

Nie Zhenghan's eyes shrank and he said, "That's right."

Zhang Ruochen nodded and said, "Okay! I'm looking for you! If you take me to Dihuo City, I can consider letting you live a life!"

Zhang Ruochen did not expect to meet evil people from the black market in a small town.
Chapter completed!