"Don't tell anyone about this matter, let me handle it." The handsome young man glanced at Duan Mulei's face and added: "Those eight female slaves heard the conversation just now, you can handle it for me. "
Duanmulei felt a chill in his heart. Although his young master was young, he was really impeccable and ruthless in his work. These eight dancers were also unlucky to hear such a conversation. The young master would definitely not let them go. of.
"I obey," Duanmulei respectfully stepped back.
The young man was the only one left in the gorgeous gold and jade tent.
The coquettish candlelight flickered on and off the face of this handsome young man, but it outlined a chilling and sinister profile. He said to himself: "Hey, it seems they are a group of wild barbarians from the vast forest. I don’t know why I’m so crazy. I dare to bring those two bastards and deliberately appear in front of the Nalan family. Haha, do you want to compete with me for the position of the head of the family? You are so naive. I will definitely kill you. If you walk out of the vast forest, you won’t be able to go back without your life.”
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Early the next morning.
Ding Hao led the people away from the Tongtian River and continued towards Shizui Town.
Worried about his father's safety, Ding Hao basically marched all the way. By noon, he had completely entered the territory of Shizui Town. He was only less than five thousand miles away from the ancient frontier city of Shizui Town.
The canopy carriage flew rapidly under the pull of the metal dragon horse.
The strong men of the Tianzun Guards Battalion all urged their wind beast mounts, followed closely behind, and the group of people flew through the void like a stream of light, cutting a large gap in the clouds.
"Ah Chu, do you really want to see dad?" Ding Hao asked softly, sitting on the seat on the car's shaft.
Nalanchu nodded and said: "He left when I was still very young. My mother has always been looking forward to him coming back to fulfill her promise. Later, my mother became ill and passed away due to worry, and he never came back. I want to see him Go to that person and ask him why he didn’t come to see my mother.”
Ding Hao sighed and said, "What if he doesn't recognize you?"
Nalanchu lowered his head and said nothing. After a while, he raised his head and said, "Brother Ding, are you afraid that I will be even more sad if I see him? That's why you said this to prepare me mentally in advance?"
What a smart little girl.
Ding Hao suddenly felt that he and this little girl were connected by fate. They both lost their parents when they were very young. The brother and sister depended on each other and had a difficult childhood.
But she is much luckier than her, because her parents have always loved her deeply and considered herself at all costs. And if that Nalan Xingde is really A Chu's father, then He obviously had the ability to return to the forest to retrieve his own flesh and blood, but he never went back, fearing that he had long forgotten about A Chu and the others.
When Ding Hao came out this time, he took Ah Chu and Nalan Ranger with him. He actually wanted to help them find their father, but he was also a little worried. If that person was a cold-hearted person, Ah Chu would be even more sad, and he would be even more sad. It's better not to see him forever.
"Brother Ding, don't worry. I just want to ask on behalf of my mother, just one question. If he really forgets his promise, I won't be sad for such a person..." A Chu said through gritted teeth.
Ding Hao said nothing and gently touched the little girl's head.
"You can call me master from now on." Ding Hao said softly.
Ah Chu was stunned, and then his face was full of ecstasy. He quickly knelt down in front of Ding Hao, kowtowed three times respectfully, and said: "Disciple Nalan Chu, see Master!"
Since she has been studying with Ding Hao these days, she has always dreamed of becoming Ding Hao's disciple. Unfortunately, she has never dared to say it. Unexpectedly, today Ding Hao took the initiative to speak and accepted her into the door. This is equivalent to completely fulfilling her dream. It is simply heaven. Drop the pie.
Ding Hao accepted the three prayers uprightly, smiled and nodded: "Get up."
Nalanchu was filled with joy.
At this moment, Ding Hao suddenly frowned slightly, as if he noticed something, and said something to Shan Xiong who was following the carriage, and saw Shan Xiong activate the wind beast in his body, leading six The masters of the Guards Battalion quickly rushed forward.
After about a quarter of the incense burning, the seven people returned.
Shan Xiong carried a white-robed sword like a dead dog in his hand, came to the carriage, and reported respectfully: "Reporting to the Heavenly Lord, there is indeed an ambush from the Nalan family ahead, a total of thirty-six people. The subordinates broke up and ran away and captured a man alive, does Tianzun want to ask him a question?"
Ding Hao shook his head.
There is nothing to ask.
The man named Duan Mulei must have seen something last night and must have reported it when he got back. Ding Hao wanted to see what the Nalan family was going to do and what their attitude was towards the Ah Chu brothers and sisters...
It's better they don't make themselves angry, otherwise...
Seeing that Ding Hao had no interest in asking questions, Shan Xiong threw the swordsman in his hand directly from the sky like trash.
The person who made the decision this time in the Nalan family must be a self-righteous idiot. There are only less than forty strong men in the Martial Emperor realm who want to deal with himself and others. It can be seen that this person has no idea about the fighting power of the Hanhai body cultivators. It's scary, but it only measures the strength of himself and others based on their profound energy cultivation.
Ding Hao didn't even bother to pay attention to this kind of opponent.
…
"What? Failed?"
Surprise appeared on the face of the handsome young man: "What did you say? The other party only took action with seven people and defeated all of you?"
Duanmulei's nose was bruised and his face was swollen after being beaten, and his head almost dropped to his chest. He said angrily: "The other party hid his strength. He is a physical practitioner in the realm of seven saints. He has a prehistoric wind beast mount. We almost met each other and were all hit. Flying away, Feng Qingyang was captured."
"Didn't you say that these people have low profound energy cultivation and are just a group of barbaric physical practitioners?" Anger appeared on the face of the handsome young man.
"This... Damn it, I made a mistake. I didn't expect that the strength of Hanhai's physical cultivators is so terrifying. However, they should only be able to cultivate the physical cultivators of these seven saints. In addition, the leader of the bronze ghost face mask wears a He is also extremely skilled in swordsmanship, far superior to his subordinates."
Duan Mulei was trembling in his heart, knowing that if this young ancestor got angry, he would definitely turn his back on him and do anything, so he quickly told everything he knew clearly.
Fortunately, the handsome young man finally calmed down and said to himself: "Is it the physical cultivation of the seven saints? This is a bit troublesome. It seems that I have to ask my mother for help."
Duanmulei said happily: "If Madam is willing to take action, there will be no problem."
The handsome young man sneered and nodded.
At this moment, someone exclaimed: "Master Feng Qingyang is back."
Everyone turned to look, only to see Feng Qingyang, a swordsman in white robes, stumbling back with an angry expression on his face.
"Did those barbarians from the vast forest let you back?" The handsome young man narrowed his eyes and asked, "What did they ask you?"
Feng Qingyang said with some embarrassment: "I didn't ask any questions. The man in the bronze ghost face mask just ordered me to be thrown away." Feng Qingyang was extremely crazy in his heart. Such a treatment was simply more humiliating than torture.
The handsome young man was stunned for a moment and looked at Feng Qingyang carefully without saying anything.
…
…
at dusk.
Ding Hao and others finally arrived at Shizui Town.
This ancient town, close to the Western Continent, was an important military town built by the first generation of Shenting. Due to its important geographical location, it has experienced countless years of development and has become an important transit point between the East and the West. There is an endless stream of merchants coming and going, and the scale has increased again and again. It has expanded to a large city that can accommodate hundreds of millions of people.
There are often hundreds or thousands of caravans coming and going here, so Ding Hao and others did not attract much attention.
After paying the full amount of taxes and fees, the Tixiu Sect entered Shizui Town.
Under the leadership of the guide, Ding Hao and others originally planned to find an inn in the city. However, during this period, there were so many people from various forces coming to Shizui Town from all directions that the inn was basically full. In the end, Ding Hao simply spent a lot of money and directly bought a manor covering an area of 100 acres.
Everyone was accommodated in the manor.
After arranging the station, Shan Xiong led people to tidy up and repair the manor, while Ding Hao took Nalan Chu, Nalan Ranger, and Xie Yue Xiaohei, and started touring Shizui City under the leadership of the guide.
A large city big enough to accommodate hundreds of millions of people. The streets are crisscrossed and divided into countless areas. There are cities within cities. The flow of people is endless and it is extremely prosperous. The colorful flags of various shops are fluttering and all kinds of people can be seen. It is said that the locals in the city Only about half are people, and the other half are caravan mercenaries and wandering warriors from all over the world.
Ding Hao even saw a birdman with wings behind him.
"This is the Feathered People of the Western Continent. Since the Shenting and the Western Feathered People Royal Court signed an armistice agreement three months ago, trade on the border has resumed. Many Yuren caravans have also tried to come here for trade. Driven by wealth, Come on, these guys dare to take risks. Our Eastern Human Race also has many caravans that ventured to the Western Feathered Territory... "
The guide was an old man in his sixties, with white beard and hair, and a weathered appearance. He introduced it to Ding Hao.
Ding Hao nodded.
This was the first time he saw the legendary Yuren.
They look very similar to the angels in Western mythology on earth in their previous lives, but the wings of these feathered men are not pure white, but colorful. Ding Hao can feel that the wings of different colors contain different attributes. Strength, depending on age, the feathered man's wings are stretched out, ranging from three to four meters in length to more than 20 meters in length.
The Yuren's appearance is that of a typical Western Caucasian, and the pupils of their eyes are also of various colors, which is obviously different from the human race of the Eastern Continent.
However, Ding Hao has no interest in these creatures.