As the young man spoke, the governor finally breathed a sigh of relief, secretly sighing that it was fortunate that he was a friend, otherwise once a war broke out, it would be unknown how many of their people would survive.
Not only everyone else, but even he himself would probably die here. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but wipe his sweat, and his gaze towards Feng Qingyang had quietly changed.
From the original fear and caution to the current awe, the strong man will be respected by everyone wherever he goes, as long as they are not enemies. Obviously, Feng Qingyang's strength has left an impression in their hearts.
"Young master's friend is my guest official at the west city gate. We should not stay here for long. It is better for us to leave first." After a brief shock, the commander-in-chief walked out first and spoke.
Although he was talking to the young man, his eyes were on Feng Qingyang. It was obvious from his eagerness that he wanted to keep Feng Qingyang.
If such powerful people join the West City Gate, their strength and status will naturally rise by several levels. Thinking of this, their eyes become even more fiery.
Seeing his earnest gaze, Feng Qingyang thought for a moment and made up his mind instantly. He silently chanted the West City Gate in his mind and said to himself that he was going to get out of this wasteland and be exiled to this place. If he followed them, he could naturally get out.
Not only that, the west gate naturally corresponds to the Holy City of the Far West. As long as one recuperates and heals the injuries on his body, he can leave this place and go wherever he wants to go, and collect the last thing in the boundary bead - flame.
Thinking of this, he nodded to them, and everyone rushed non-stop and flew quickly into the distance, while he carried the snake girl on his shoulders and followed closely behind them without saying a word.
Halfway through the journey, perhaps out of interest, the commander-in-chief wanted to compete with Feng Qingyang in speed, and he sped up again and again, but in the end he was depressed to find that Feng Qingyang was still following behind him at a leisurely pace, neither far nor close. If one looked carefully, one would certainly find that the gap between them had not changed at all.
Half a day passed, and a magnificent city appeared in front of them. Seeing this, Feng Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally get out of this chaotic place.
Following the governor and his men, he entered the city gate and headed straight for the city lord's mansion in the center. When he saw it, a strange look appeared on his face. He had seen countless cities, but all of them were extremely magnificent, especially the city lord's hall in the city of sin, which was indescribable.
But the City Lord's Mansion in front of him, apart from the slightly high golden wall, only had a handful of halls inside, which seemed a bit sparse.
But in this scarcity there is a bit of grandeur. The distance between the halls is quite far, and there is a large square between each hall, perhaps because of the nature of the demon race.
He thought to himself and then stepped in. Their arrival did not cause any sensation. Only a few people knew that the young master of the West Gate was abducted.
There were not many onlookers, but countless people walked out of the mansion, including a burly middle-aged man in black armor.
His appearance is quite similar to the young man next to Feng Qingyang. It goes without saying that this man is naturally the city lord of this place, and the father of this young man.
Everyone stood there without saying anything. Feng Qingyang lowered his head, letting his messy long hair fall to cover his pale face. He had already let the woman on his shoulder go and let her lean on his shoulder.
From this perspective, they looked like a pair of Taoist lovers. His presence, perhaps because of his low-key nature, did not attract the attention of the middle-aged man.
"My son has no worries, my son has no worries." He laughed loudly twice. He was a rough man, and his laughter was like muffled thunder. His sudden laughter was like a thunderclap.
Feng Qingyang's ears were buzzing, which caught him off guard. If he was not the lord of this city, he would have lost control and would have knocked the man down.
"Father, if it weren't for this senior, I would probably still be in the Thirty-Six Caves, and I would definitely not walk out alive." Finally, when the city lord had laughed enough, the young man immediately spoke, and while speaking, he looked at Feng Qingyang who was standing at the edge of the crowd.
"Oh?" Upon hearing this, the city lord put away his smile and fixed his gaze on Feng Qingyang. Looking at Feng Qingyang who was still lowering his head, his face was full of surprise. He originally thought that he might be a master from some unknown place, but his current appearance seemed a little lonely in the eyes of the city lord.
"It was you who saved my son?" He took a step forward and spoke lightly, but his voice actually contained a strong sense of pressure. Others did not know this pressure, but Feng Qingyang knew it deeply.
At that moment, he suddenly raised his head, and his messy long hair immediately fluttered behind his shoulders. For a moment, his sparkling eyes suddenly appeared in front of everyone.
With his handsome face and bright eyes, he looked somewhat ordinary, but in the eyes of the city lord, his image changed instantly. If he had not cared at all before, now he had put away his contempt and turned cautious.
"At the peak of the middle stage of Demon King!" Feng Qingyang said to himself. The cultivation level displayed by this city lord was only like this. He was afraid that his cultivation level after an outburst would be close to the late stage of Demon King. Otherwise, with just this ability, how could he hold the position of city lord
"Saving this fellow Taoist was just an accident. The city lord does not need to worry about it. I was just passing by here and did not have any improper thoughts." Without waiting for the city lord to continue speaking, he lowered his status to dispel his suspicion.
Sure enough, after he said this, although the city lord's expression did not change, his eyes suddenly flashed, although it was faint, but Feng Qingyang still saw it.
"Fellow Daoist, you have come from afar and saved my child. How can you leave like this? You must stay for a few days at least."
Seeing him say this, Feng Qingyang couldn't refuse. After all, the other party was the lord of a city. If he rashly went against his wishes in front of so many people, it would not be appropriate. So he nodded and agreed.
Immediately afterwards, the city lord ordered his servants to select a room with particularly rich spiritual energy for Feng Qingyang so that he could have a good rest. Then he hurriedly led everyone away, obviously having something important to discuss.
There were about seven or eight people standing in the city lord's hall, all of them middle-aged men. Of course, there was also a young man among them. This man was the one rescued by Feng Qingyang.
"In other words, he broke through the second level of the prison restriction of the Thirty-Six Caves, fought a fierce battle with the White Rhino Cave Master, and finally escaped from his hands?"
His eyes were deep and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. He was obviously shocked by the young man's detailed description. After all, this matter was of no trivial importance and anyone who heard it would find it unbelievable.