"Woo~"
High in the sky, within the clouds.
Two figures moving very fast, one behind the other, were chasing after him.
"Boom."
Suddenly.
"Huhuhu..."
A fat monk fell from the sky to a field overgrown with weeds, breathing heavily.
Ye Junmo was like a dragonfly touching water, with his feet on the top of the grass, his hands behind his back, a slight smile on his face, looking at Nong De in the countryside and said:
"Master, you can't do this. We haven't been flying for two hours, and you've lost your fire?"
"Weren't you bragging just now about the 'Buddha Steps Without Traces' movement technique you secretly learned, which is as fast as thunder and as fast as lightning?"
Nong De, who was bent over, raised his head and looked at Ye Junmo with a speechless expression, and complained in his heart.
Grandma, are there any people in such a hurry like you? Who can bear to fly all the way without rest?
I feel so uncomfortable thinking about how he set out from Sichuan and Sichuan and traveled all the way.
Following Ye Junmo now, I am so exhausted!
Nong De simply lay on his back in the pastoral grass and murmured:
"Ami is stepping on the horse like a Buddha. The energy in the monk's body is almost exhausted. He really can't catch up with His Majesty. The monk admits defeat. The monk needs to rest. The monk needs to eat some meat and drink some wine to supplement his nutrition."
Ye Junmo twitched the corner of his mouth when he saw Nong De lying on his back.
Fortunately there was no one around.
otherwise.
Others thought he was having an affair with the monk.
Something indescribable is about to happen in the grass.
Immediately threw down a bottle of liquor and dozens of packs of cooked chicken drumsticks for Nong De.
Then he moved to a branch not far away.
Ye Junmo was lying on a branch, with his hands on the back of his head, looking at the sunny sky, and said:
"We will continue setting off in two hours and arrive at the Imperial City before dark."
Nongde, who was sitting cross-legged in the grass, tore off a large piece of chicken leg meat in one bite, took a swig of white wine, showed an expression of enjoyment on his face, and asked vaguely:
"Would you like to take a night off?"
Ye Junmo, who was lying on the branch, glanced at Nongde lightly.
seems to be asking.
Two grown men resting for a night in the wilderness and in the grass?
you sure?
"Ahem."
Nong De looked at Ye Junmo's eyes, coughed twice and said:
"After entering the Imperial City, where will you sleep at night?"
“I have nothing to do today and I’m going to listen to music.”
Ye Junmo replied calmly with eight words.
Follow him out and worry about where to sleep?
Isn't this a slap in his 'Ye Junmo' face?
As soon as Nong De listened to Goulan's music, his eyes suddenly lit up.
This is what I was waiting for.
Imperial City.
Paper scraps flew everywhere, and on the dusty streets, human bones and the bones of various ferocious beasts could be seen lying everywhere from time to time.
On the streets and in abandoned high-rise buildings, you can occasionally see some survivors carefully forming teams to search for supplies, as well as roaring zombies.
All human beings who have survived to this day have crawled out of the pile of dead people.
Each of them looked extremely haggard, but occasionally there was a fierce look in their eyes, fighting with some zombies.
It was getting dark.
Many humans who came out to look for supplies began to move in groups towards the imperial capital city built on the majestic rock.
Ye Junmo, Nong De, hid his figure and landed directly in the city, in an uninhabited alley not far from the city gate.
It was at this time.
A few small teams that had just gone out to search for supplies and returned to the city passed by the alley while talking.
"Made, five more brothers died in my team today, and I didn't even get a few corpse crystals."
"Seven brothers died in my team. There seem to be more and more zombies outside the city recently. I don't know what's going on."
"Just die, let's live a good life for them."
"Let's go, stop pretending to be merciful, go outside the Miaoyue Tower early and find a good seat. Today is the day to choose the oiran once a month, otherwise there will be too many people and you won't be able to find a seat. You can’t see the colorful fairy who can only be seen once a month.”
"Yes, yes, yes, although we can't get in, we should wait a few buildings outside early to find a good seat and wait to see the 'Nirvana Fairy'. The enchanting dance on the moon is also good."
"If Fairy Nishang can let me hold her delicate hand, even if she lets me die, I will be willing to do so."
"vulgar."
"Vulgar in the extreme."
"If Fairy Nishang gives me a charming smile, she can stab me in the heart with a knife and I won't even blink."
"Don't brag, you two, keep up, keep up."
…
Ye Junmo and Nong De walked out of the alley.
After hearing the conversation of the group of people, the two slowly followed them.
Along the way they passed, people were coming and going, all going in a certain direction.
People all over the street are talking about the fairy named "Nishang".
Ye Junmo heard the conversations of the humans on the street and touched his chin.
He wanted to see how beautiful she was, that she could be called a fairy, the number one oiran in the imperial capital.
He had never heard of this white dress in his previous life.
When they followed the crowd to a street full of stalls, a hawker man with sallow skin and a rough build suddenly shouted to Ye Junmo:
"Hey, brother, do you want ferocious beast meat? One pound only requires 10,000 first-level corpse crystals."
Ye Junmo looked over when he heard the sound and saw the man shouting at him.
There was a long and narrow scar on his face, he was wearing camouflage uniform, with a military bayonet and a military pistol on his waist.
On the chopping board of the stall in front of him were dozens of rat meat the size of domestic cats.
Ye Junmo glanced at this prosperous street full of stalls.
The vendors who set up stalls were all tall and powerful men wearing camouflage uniforms with a pistol on their waist. They were all low-level superpowers.
He withdrew his gaze and ignored this person.
Continue to follow the group of people just now, walking forward.
The man who shouted at Ye Jun Mo frowned when he saw that Ye Jun Mo ignored him.
He left the chopping board booth in front of him and walked towards Ye Junmo.
He squeezed his fists and fingers together, and there was a sound from his finger bones. Looking at Ye Junmo's back, he showed a hint of greed, and shouted coldly:
"Boy, I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"
When Ye Junmo and Nong De heard this, they paused and turned to look at the tall man walking towards them.
"Li Yu, do you want to rob again?"
A strong man at another stall laughed loudly, as if he had foreseen Ye Junmo's miserable end.
A beautiful woman on the street looked at Ye Junmo with a look of pity and pity, and murmured to herself in a low voice:
"This handsome white-haired guy, dressed in an expensive and clean suit, didn't pay attention to the hawker stall owner. It would be strange not to be targeted by these people."
