The man who killed the man was a young man in his thirties, with a fair face and beardless face, and sharp features. If it weren't for the sinister look on his face, he would have been a handsome guy.
He glanced at the man who was still staring at death, then kicked the man's body, took out his long sword and wiped the blood on the man's clothes.
"Humph, with this little strength, you dare to commit murder and swindle goods, which is just an advantage for me, young master."
In the eyes of everyone's envy, he collected all the things on the man's body and left proudly.
From the beginning to the end, no one dared to stop him, and many people even looked at the young man with respect.
Qin Fan was a little confused. When he was in the new city, there was a law enforcement team. Even if there is a quarrel with the local indigenous people, the law enforcement team will intervene.
But a murder occurred here, but no one mentioned the law enforcement team.
"Boss, no one cares about killing someone in public?"
The boss looked at Qin Fan strangely: "Why would you ask such a strange question? In the wilderness, the law of the jungle has always been the law of the jungle. It is natural for the weak to be killed. Who will take care of it?"
Qin Fan didn't ask again. It seemed that the law enforcement team was only found in the new city, and was specially used to restrain newcomers who came to the wilderness from all over the country.
"How long does it take to get to Huangcheng from here?" Qin Fan changed the subject.
The shopkeeper said: "If you are an ordinary person, you may not be able to reach it if you walk for a lifetime. Of course, you are a practitioner, and practitioners below Tianjun can reach it in less than a year."
"One year!" Qin Fan was shocked. It seemed that the wilderness was bigger than he thought!
"How long does it take for practitioners above the Tianjun realm?" Qin Fan asked again.
"Haha, practitioners above Tianjun may arrive in a few days. It depends on their strength." The shopkeeper obviously knows that, and the power of practitioners varies, and the shopkeeper can't tell the exact time.
"Arrange a room for me." Qin Fan said.
"Okay, please come upstairs!"
The room is not big but very clean.
Qin Fan sat near the window, thinking about his next plan.
"It seems that the news that I saved hundreds of monsters has not spread so quickly. Maybe I will be able to move around freely for a while."
According to Qin Fan's estimation, once the news spreads, all the powerful human beings in the entire wilderness will hunt him down.
Although he is not afraid, such a situation must be annoying.
"It seems that we must find Xuanyuan Huanyu before the news spreads."
Since Xuanyuan Po introduced this person to him, it would definitely be helpful to him.
Although it is not clear whether Xuanyuan Huanyu knows whether the Great Wilderness can lead to the Immortal Realm, but at least he can quickly understand the situation of the Great Wilderness.
Qin Fan rested for a night and returned to his peak state of energy. He immediately followed the direction pointed by the shopkeeper from Beiyuan City and rushed towards Huangcheng with his sword.
According to the shopkeeper, practitioners above the Tianjun realm can reach the deserted city in a few days.
With his speed, he can almost arrive within a day.
The clouds flew past Qin Fan quickly, and the wind blew in his ears. About every hour, a city larger than Beiyuan City could be seen below.
A few hours later, Qin Fan silently counted the cities below.
"This is the seventh city. According to the shopkeeper, the eighteenth city is the deserted city."
"Moreover, Huangcheng is very large and highly recognizable."
Qin Fan continued to fly until the early morning of the next day, when a touch of fish-belly white appeared in the eastern sky, and he finally saw the majestic and deserted city that seemed to be connected to the sky.
This is a city, but it is also a mountain.
In other words, this is a majestic city transformed from a mountain.
This mountain stretches for who knows how many miles, and the mountains are criss-crossed, like waterfalls hanging upside down, like divine turtles lying prone.
In such a terrain, it is difficult to build a sect, let alone a city, and it is impossible for non-cultivation experts to do it.
But on this terrain, a majestic city covering the entire mountain was built.
The highest main peak is a mysterious ancient city that seems to have existed in the distant past. It should be the main city of the deserted city.
The place was shrouded in clouds and mist, with golden light flickering from time to time, and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations followed the golden light and overflowed outwards.
Around the main city, the rugged mountains were cut into flat ground by unknown forces, and majestic cities were built on them to protect the main city.
The rising sun casts a golden coat on the whole city, making it look like the paradise of the West.
Qin Fan only took one look and couldn't help but sigh: "What a big city."
He flew directly downwards and landed in a secluded place on the edge of the deserted city.
The roads in Huangcheng are very wide, wider than Xincheng and Beiyuan City. There are many shops on both sides, full of fireworks.
Here, Qin Fan didn't feel any strange eyes.
He walked among the crowd, and although he was dressed differently than most, no one noticed him.
Qin Fan came to a shop selling breakfast. The boss was an uncle in his fifties and looked very honest.
"Hello, is there a blacksmith shop here?"
"The blacksmith shop, walk along this road and you will see it when you turn the corner." The boss replied enthusiastically.
"Thank you." Qin Fan felt that the wilderness didn't seem so unbearable. Perhaps only those small towns on the fringes were ungrateful and unconstrained by moral rules.
Qin Fan found the blacksmith shop easily. The blacksmith shop was doing good business at the moment, and there was a long queue outside the door.
"It seems that the people in Huangcheng are good at martial arts. There is such a long queue at the blacksmith shop."
Generally, the soldiers produced by the blacksmith shop are ordinary soldiers, and practitioners don't look down on them at all. The people who come to the blacksmith shop are basically ordinary people.
With so many ordinary people coming to buy weapons, it can only be said that martial arts are prevalent.
Qin Fan walked to the side and asked a shirtless man who was forging a sword that was about to take shape: "Hello, is there a man named Xuanyuan Huanyu in your blacksmith shop?"
Xuanyuan Po only asked him to come to the blacksmith shop in Huangcheng to find Xuanyuan Huanyu, but Huangcheng is so big, who knows how many blacksmith shops there are?
Qin Fan was just trying his luck.
"Are you looking for Elder Huanyu? Who are you?" The waiter stared at Qin Fan warily and asked.
"Please tell Xuanyuan Huanyu that I am a relative of Xuanyuan Po and I come from the Eastern Wasteland." Qin Fan directly mentioned Xuanyuan Po's name.
Fortunately, Xuanyuan Huanyu was still an elder, otherwise he would have been hard to find.
The waiter said: "Wait a minute, I'll tell the boss and ask him to contact Elder Huanyu." The waiter dropped the hammer on the stone platform aside, picked up the gray towel on his shoulder and wiped it on his face. , turned around and ran into the blacksmith shop.
After a while, the guy came out and looked at Qin Fan with a much softer look.
"It turns out you are a relative of Elder Huanyu. Please wait in the living room. The boss has notified Elder Huanyu and he will be here soon." The waiter's attitude was very polite.
"Thank you." Qin Fan nodded and followed the direction of the man's finger and walked towards a room next to the blacksmith shop.
