In the wilderness, Yan Xiong and his party walked slowly towards the east.
Yan Xiong had no idea what was happening in Tianxia. Even if he knew, he would just sneer.
Before setting off, in order to deal with possible attacks, Yan Xiong had already called Wu Yijin back.
With him, a peak eighth-grade being in the Tianxia Association, plus Black Star, an eighth-grade being, and many ninth-grade beings.
Unless the Shahai Sect or the Xuedao Sect takes action, there will be no force in the entire border town that can destroy the Tianxiahui.
"Boss, are we going to go through Fancheng?"
Ah Qi was also on this trip.
He asked as he followed Yan Xiong.
Yan Xiong looked at the sky.
From Sand City to Blood Abyss, one has to pass through Fancheng, Beiyuan City, Liangjiao City, and Songyao City, the most prosperous border city closest to other areas of Mobei.
Among these cities, the distance from Shacheng to Fancheng is the longest, which takes two and a half days.
They set out from Shacheng in the morning and based on their pace, they should arrive in Fancheng at noon the day after tomorrow.
"It depends on the situation! If time permits, we can rest in Fancheng for a day."
Yan Xiong said.
"Okay then!"
Hearing this, Ah Qi's face was obviously a little excited, and the horse fell back a few steps.
"The gang leader said that we might rest in Fancheng for a day or two."
He whispered to Fifteen and Twenty-One behind him.
"I heard that the girls in Fancheng Tingyu Tower are all beautiful and pretty, and you can squeeze water out of them. Is this true?"
Twenty-one said in a low voice.
"Shh! Don't say anything. Don't let the gang leader hear it. I'll take you to see it later."
Hearing this, Ah Qi hurriedly shushed and signaled him not to say anything.
They thought they were speaking quietly, but they didn't know that since Yan Xiong's strength reached the late seventh level, his ears had become so sharp that ordinary people could not understand it.
Yan Xiong heard almost every word they said.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
It is true that when you are young you do not know what sorrow is, but when you grow up you are filled with sorrow.
However, he also understood.
These guys have been staying in Sand City almost all the time in the past few years, practicing martial arts every day.
Now that they have the opportunity to travel far away and see some new things, it would be strange if they were not curious.
Although there are brothels in Shacheng as well.
But Yan Xiong stays in Shacheng every day and knows everyone there, so it would be strange if they had the nerve to go there.
"Hurry up, we may have to go to Wuxiang Village to rest tonight."
Wuxiangzhai is a deserted village on the way to Fancheng.
This village is different from the deserted villages such as Jiuhuang Village.
This village was built with funds from some merchants in the border town. It was just a place for passing merchants and people from the world to rest.
The group of people were running across the wasteland at a very fast speed.
Time passed, and before we knew it, the sun had set and the bright moon had quietly risen.
At this time, Yan Xiong and others finally arrived at Wuxiang Village.
Before getting close, you can see the bright lights of Wuxiang Village from afar.
When we got here, we gradually saw more and more people who we rarely met in the wilderness.
There are groups of gangsters.
There is a lone knight.
There were also caravans carrying large quantities of goods.
These are almost all passers-by who come to Wuxiang Village to rest.
The location of Wuxiangzhai is quite interesting.
The location happened to be on a hillside.
The other side is a cliff and only one side is accessible.
Because there are checkpoints in Wuhuang Village, when there are too many people, the people behind have to slow down.
Yan Xiong and others didn't want to cause trouble, so they didn't ride their horses around. They got off the horses and walked slowly forward, leading the horses.
"Hey! There is light on your forehead, just like a latent dragon returning to its position. It is indeed a sign of great wealth and honor! I wonder if I can count it as a contribution!"
As he was walking, Yan Xiong suddenly heard a voice beside him. He turned around and saw a Taoist wearing a tattered Taoist robe, with his hair casually pinned on top of his head with a wooden hairpin and a rusty-looking iron sword on his back, staring at him.
Yan Xiong glanced around and found that there was no one else around except Ah Qi and his companions.
Ah Qi and the others were all dressed as guards, so it was obvious who this person was talking about.
"Your Excellency is speaking to me?"
When he goes out, Yan Xiong will not dress casually.
Especially since this is originally a martial arts world.
Who the hell knows if a first-grade grandmaster will suddenly appear.
So when he spoke, he tried to make himself look kind.
Seeing that Yan Xiong was polite, the Taoist immediately walked over and touched the sparse beard on his face.
This guy is quite young and his beard hasn't grown yet.
"Your name is very unique, and you are the first person I have ever seen in my life. If you don't mind, can I let you be counted as one?"
"Oh?" Yan Xiong showed interest and was about to speak.
"That Taoist, don't leave, return my silver!"
Suddenly a loud shout came from behind, and a big bald man rushed towards this side shouting.
The bald guy was very strong and must have practiced martial arts, so anyone he bumped into would fall to the sides.
"Asshole!"
"Shameless!"
"Damn it, are you blind?"
There was a burst of shouting and cursing from the back.
"Sir, I have something to do. I will calculate your death for you another day. I am leaving now."
The Taoist looked back and saw the big bald head. His expression changed. He turned around and said something to Yan Xiong, then pulled up his pants and ran forward.
It was different from the big bald guy who caused people and horses to fall to the ground wherever he went.
The Taoist didn't seem to know any martial arts and could only squeeze through the gaps in the crowd.
Maybe you do this often.
So he was experienced and in no time he slipped through the gaps into the crowd and disappeared.
"Boy! Do you know Taoist Qingyuan?"
When the bald man came here, the Taoist priest had already disappeared. The bald man looked in that direction with hatred for a few times, then walked up to Yan Xiong and asked.
"I don't know him. He said he wanted to tell my fortune, but before he could do that, you scared him away!"
Yan Xiong smiled and spoke.
As he spoke, he looked at the bald man carefully.
Although the bald man did not attack, Yan Xiong felt a fierce aura coming towards him when he stood in front of him.
Looking at his muscles, the lines are clear and they look like blocks of steel embedded in his body.
This person either has already reached a high level of external skills, or has practiced martial arts like the Golden Bell Cover that can strengthen the body.
"Don't be fooled by this damn Taoist priest, he is a liar. Last time in Fancheng, he said he would sell us brothers a unique martial art, the Golden Thread Iron Arm Fist, but the four of us actually practiced it for three months and couldn't even kill a cow.
This man is really hateful. Next time you see him, help me catch him. We brothers will definitely not treat you unfairly. "
The bald man's voice was buzzing, like the sound of bells ringing in my ears.
And his words also made Yan Xiong want to laugh.
Nowadays, there are still people who believe in people selling unique skills on the streets. How stupid are they!
"Don't worry, I will help you catch him if I see him!"
Yan Xiong smiled and said.
"Okay, you are a good person. I will treat you to a drink next time we meet. My name is Zhu Wushi. You should have heard of the name of the four courageous men of our Zhu family. If you encounter any difficulties, tell us our brothers' names."
Zhu Wusi said, patting his chest.