The Magic City is a city with a long history, and even ten thousand years later, it is still full of vitality.

This city has brought light and harmony to many demons, but at the same time it has been eroded by invisible darkness.

The market is full of laughter and joy full of childish fun...

The conspiracy of the Covering Heaven Association subverts the human and demon clans...

In the interweaving of light and darkness, the magic city in Chen Qiye's eyes gradually became three-dimensional.

Like a world divided into two parts, looking up is the bright and illusory light, and looking down is the deep and heavy darkness.

Pear trees are also planted on both sides of the streets of the market. The pear trees are very long in age, and the trunks and branches are entangled in each other, forming a strange beauty.

Uncle Yan said that whenever the pear tree blossoms, this market is the most beautiful moment. The white and red flowers are beautiful from a distance, and from close up, they look like dreams and fantasies.

Through word of mouth among the residents, Chen Qiye learned that there was a romantic love story hidden in this pear tree.

According to legend, the brutal demon lord met a woman who influenced him here. After falling in love at first sight, the brutal demon lord pointed to the pear tree and swore that he would build a transcendent kingdom of gods for her, so he planted many pear trees here and started to develop with this starting point.

Chen Qiye cannot tell whether the truth or not is true or not. In fact, this is just a story in everyone's heart, a story that makes life in the market no longer so monotonous.

When Chen Qiye thought of the lackeys hidden in this magic city, he felt complicated when he saw the buildings full of historical charm and pear trees all over the street.

Speaking of which, what exactly does Oles contact the people from the Zhatianhui?

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The arrival of Chen Qiye, Uncle Yan and the twelve guards behind him did not attract any attention. As Leica, he may be very famous among the senior executives of the Ministry of Public Security, but in the eyes of ordinary people, he is almost like an ordinary person.

If you see the old man walking beside him and the twelve servants behind the old man, you may look up: Oh, which young man from a family went out shopping with the old man.

There are so many shops in this market. There are thousands of stores on the bustling avenue of four or five hundred feet. In addition to various lofts, there are countless places where business is done.

I followed Uncle Yan to stroll around, and I would review Chen Qiye every time I went. Each store demonstrated the wealth and luxury of the chamber of commerce behind it. Not to mention Chen Qiye, who had not studied much in this area, even no matter how picky a person was, he would give him a sincere thumbs up when he came to these stores.

"Not very good..."

"This is not OK, Uncle Yan?"

"It's not very good. Although it has improved a lot in all aspects, the quality of the things has dropped a lot." Uncle Yan was a veteran after all. He was one of the deputy ministers of the Ministry of Public Security more than a hundred years ago. His vision was so high that he couldn't imagine that he said so, so the things in this store were really likely not.

Chen Qiye looked around the shop and most of the things he sold were things he had never seen before, such as the centenary ginseng, the millennium night pearl, and the ten thousand year pearl. When he saw this, he felt that it was not specifically used to fool people at first sight.

The authenticity of the thing is questionable, and even the merchants may have problems.

The waiter stared at Uncle Yan with confusion and dissatisfaction, and almost put the five words "Dog eyes" on his face.

Uncle Yan didn't care about this kind of gaze. Chen Qiye was about to express his attitude as a young follower when he heard Uncle Yan's words: "Let's go, Lycra."

"You haven't walked around in the Magic City, so I guess you don't know much about this city, right? I'll take you to see it."

Uncle Yan said, and with a wave of his hand, he took Chen Qiye and the guards to leave the shop.

According to Uncle Yan, this market is called Jinling Street. It was once a name set by a gentleman of a human race. This kind of street named by a gentleman of a human race is not a rare place in the city of demons.

He once had a shop on Jinling Street, but he sold it as he stepped down. Now he lives in the second district and rarely comes to this place.

Listening to Uncle Yan’s gossip, the two of them walked into a shop again. The waiter in this shop was very good at making things happen. He greeted him warmly since he entered the door, and he had a lot of leisure time. He didn’t know that he thought they were in the teahouse business.

Looking at the antique decorations around, Chen Qiye looked strange: "Uncle Yan, the shop you mentioned... could it be this one, right?"

Uncle Yan nodded with a smile: "Not many people knew that I had this shop at the beginning, and the one who bought it here was also an old man I didn't know. I don't know if he is still there for so many years."

Chen Qiye nodded and looked at the decorations of the shop curiously.

A person's spleen traits can be seen from the environment in which he lives. Even if there is a certain degree of inaccuracy, he can still see one or two pieces of information from it, which can be used as a basis for judging what to do during contact.

The store is decorated with an ancient attic. Small ornaments for tables, chairs, green plants, screens and ornaments divide the rest spaces, forming a feeling of transparency and secretness. The people who decorate this hall have a lot of research on this aspect, and Chen Qiye even saw a little Feng Shui pattern here.

With just a few glances, Chen Qiye was sure that the owner of this attic was definitely not an ordinary person. He didn't say anything else, and used the entire floor of the attic as a temporary resting place for passers-by. This kind of mind is not something that ordinary people can have.

In such a place where every inch of land is valuable, the store is not used for business, but for people to rest, and even for people who enter without restricting entry. This alone is enough to amazed Chen Qiye.

"Old Minister, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?"

"Old Yan, are you here?"

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