When I came to the City Lord's Mansion, it was very deserted, because there were hardly many people here.

Chen Zimeng was very strange, because logically speaking, the city lord's mansion of a city should not be so deserted.

Wan Jingfei smiled and said, "Shouldn't it, the City Lord's Mansion can't do it without money!"

Chen Zimeng nodded, very agreeing, "It's possible!"

Glancing at each other, Chen Zimeng stretched out his hand and pointed forward, signaling Wan Jing to fly and knock on the door.

Wan Jingfei reluctantly put away the folding fan and stepped forward.

"Bang, Bang," Wan Jingfei should have never knocked on the door, but he clenched his fist and slammed it towards the door.

Chen Zimeng hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him away, because didn't this offend people?

Chen Zimeng knocked lightly a few times, Wan Jingfei stood aside and said that it was too light, and it was estimated that no one could hear it.

Chen Zimeng waited for a while, and a thin young man slowly opened the door.

Chen Zimeng glanced at it, and the young man practiced qi at the eighth level.

"What for?"

"I have something to discuss with your city lord, please let me know. Chen Zimeng spoke very politely, because it has always been like this.

Wan Jingfei stood aside, looking like he was fighting the autumn wind, looking at the young man and glaring.

The young man pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed, "City Lord, did you just come here?"

"Yes, my two brothers only came here yesterday, but what's wrong?" Chen Zimeng replied, but he felt a little strange, could it be that there was something he didn't know about here?

"Heh, sure enough, if there is anything, you can come back later!"

The young man was very impatient, and he stretched out his hand to close the door, Wan Jingfei glared, and the breath on his body dispersed.

"Hey, you're not tall, and your shelf is not small! I'm looking for your city lord, you can honestly go to Tongbing. ”

"Yo ho, I said that you are full of food, why do you have a good foundation!" The young man was pressed by Wan Jingfei's breath, and his face was slightly unnatural, but the corners of his mouth grinned, and he scolded directly.

"I want to know who the city lord is, I will definitely inform you, the key is that you go and inquire, where is the city lord of Zhang Chu City?"

"What, no city lord?"

Chen Zimeng felt very strange that there was no city lord in the big city.

"Yes, I've been here for more than half a year, and the city lord hasn't been there. ”

The boy replied, his face full of anger.

Chen Zimeng pondered for a while, and then asked, "Then who is the person in charge of the city now?"

"That's right! There is no city lord, who is the person in charge? It is impossible to build a huge city, your Zhang Chu clan regards him as a free-range mountain!"

Wan Jingfei put away the breath on his body and looked up at the City Lord's Mansion, he sensed a fluctuation of the breath that was also a foundation.

"The person in charge?" the young man was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion, and finally said reluctantly.

"I suggest you don't go to see her, she's not easy to mess with, a lot of guys who want to see her have been crippled and thrown out of the city gate, your cultivation is very powerful to me, and she really doesn't necessarily win the fight!"

Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei glanced at each other, and looked behind the young man, in the depths of the City Lord's Mansion, there was an extremely faint aura fluctuation, which came in an instant and became extremely clear.

The young man stretched out his hand and patted his chest, full of palpitations, "Now in the City Lord's Mansion, the person in charge can't be regarded as a person, that's a demon!"

"You'd better go quickly! Hold on to the female devil's head, you really have to shed your skin if you don't die. ”

Chen Zimeng looked up and looked at the young man, his eyes full of strangeness.

The young man paused, seeing that the two in front of him had no intention of leaving, and looked at him very strangely, and suddenly became angry.

"What's the matter, I'm afraid that I'll lie to you, and tell you that I, a man of the Zhangchu clan, will not do that deceptive thing. You don't know what to do!"

"Hehe, what a standstill, I remember correctly, your name is Han Shangji, right?"

A voice sounded behind Han Shangji, and Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei responded to the prestige.

A young girl stood behind Han Shangji, holding a long sword in her hand, and she was dressed in a strong suit, which was an extremely common women's attire in the Southern Wilderness, but unlike others, the girl's clothes were a rare purple, along the shoulders, a streamer was woven between the clothes, and a ribbon was also wrapped around the waist, which was very exquisite.

The girl is quite tall, not fat or thin, and her legs are straight.

There is no makeup on the girl's face, the two eyes are very large, it looks extremely watery, the nose bone is straight, but it does not look abrupt, the girl's lips are slightly dry, as if she has not drunk much water.

With a melon seed face and big eyes, Wan Jingfei is very happy to see it, and he has a beauty billet.

Chen Zimeng had a calm face.

Han Shangji's face instantly turned pale.

Turning his head with difficulty, the corners of Han Shangji's mouth pulled up a stiff smile, "Sister Ying'er, why are you here?"

"If I don't come, I don't know that I, Han Ying'er, am a female devil in your hearts!"

Han Ying'er walked out of the door, crossed Han Shangji, and looked up at Chen Zimeng and Wan Jingfei.

After looking back and forth twice, Han Ying'er fell on Wan Jingfei, Wan Jingfei seemed to take it for granted, unfolded the folding fan with one hand, fanned it gently, and reached out with the other hand to slide the broken hair on his forehead back.

"Ugly people are so weird!"

Han Ying'er snorted coldly, then turned her head and stopped looking at Wan Jingfei, Wan Jingfei's movements froze, and her face became extremely unnatural.

Han Ying'er looked at Chen Zimeng, Chen Zimeng bowed slightly, stretched out his hand and clasped his fists and said softly.

"In Xia Chen Zimeng, scattered cultivation, cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, I want to go to your tribe to ask for a living, and ask for a foreign offering. ”

Chen Zimeng had already known a long time ago that if he wanted to get the treasure Qiongmu of the Zhang Chu clan, he couldn't buy it, so he had to go to the Zhang Chu clan to find it.

In the Southern Wilderness, wars break out between tribes from time to time, because of the competition for territory, or the hatred of the world, each tribe in the Southern Wilderness will recruit foreign cultivators to join the tribe to a certain extent to deal with the war.

Every tribe in the Southern Wilderness has given a foreign monk a position to worship and provide cultivation resources, and the only requirement is that he must make a blood oath to fight for the tribe.

For various reasons, many casual cultivators will choose a tribe to worship, so that the problem of cultivation resources can be solved.

Chen Zimeng didn't feel that he had to go to the clan to solve the cultivation resources, he was just for Qiongmu.

Wan Jingfei looked at Chen Zimeng with wide eyes on the side, and joined the Zhang Chu clan as an offering, but Chen Zimeng didn't tell him.

Stunned for a moment, Wan Jingfei also patted his chest and said to Han Ying'er.

"Me too, Wan Jingfei, a loose cultivator, wants to join your clan to make a living. ”

Chen Zimeng was slightly surprised, turned his head to look at Wan Jingfei, and asked in his eyes.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Zimeng didn't speak again, turned his head to look at Han Ying'er and waited for a reply, while Wan Jingfei unfolded the folding fan and raised his chin high.

Han Ying'er nodded, indicating that she could.

"In that case, come in with me. ”

Han Ying'er took the lead in turning around and walking back to the City Lord's Mansion, Han Shangji didn't know when he ran to the crack in the gate, clinging to the gate, and even breathing slowly, for fear of being noticed by Han Ying'er.

But the fact is that Han Ying'er didn't forget him at all, and when she was about to cross over, Han Ying'er stopped straight and turned her head slightly to look at Han Shangji.

"It seems that the clan has recently sent a disciple who raises spirit beasts, I think you are good. ”

"What, don't you, Sister Ying'er!" Han Shangji had a bitter face, and returned to the clan to raise spirit beasts, and he was extremely tired, and few people were willing to do it, so the spirit beasts had always been short of people to take care of them.

"Huh?" With a long deep hum, Han Ying'er looked at Han Shangji with an unkind gaze, and gently clenched her left hand into a fist.

Han Shangji instantly changed his face, with a smile on his face, and nodded again and again, "Okay, okay, I'll clean up tomorrow and return to the clan to raise spirit beasts." ”

"Let's go today!"

"Uh, okay, I'll clean it up right away. ”

Han Shangji's face was full of bitterness, and Wan Jingfei stood aside, as if enjoying an opera, looking very relaxed.

Han Ying'er turned her head and glanced at Wan Jingfei, very unhappy, "What's your name?"

"The surname is Wan, the name is Jingfei!" Wan Jingfei stretched out his hand and pointed to the word "Wan" on the folding fan, very proud.

Han Ying'er glanced at the folding fan and turned her head to walk away.

"People are ugly, and words are ugly!"

"Can you speak?" Putting the folding fan away, Wan Jingfei had an urge to beat Han Ying'er, but after looking at Chen Zimeng, who was full of calmness, he secretly estimated that he might not win the fight.

Chen Zimeng was not interested in looking at the architecture and greening of the City Lord's Mansion, while Wan Jingfei kept watching it all the way, and he also said that he would not stop.

"This city lord's mansion is really ugly, Lao Chen, look here, I don't know who built it, it doesn't matter if the location of the attic is bad, the attic is crooked, it's really ugly. ”

Pointing to an attic on the left, Wan Jingfei's face was full of disdain, while Han Ying'er was full of anger, staring at Wan Jingfei with a pair of eyes that seemed to be watery.

"Fart, what's ugly in this girl's attic? If you can't spit out ivory, I'll tear you up." ”

Wan Jingfei was stunned, and honestly followed behind Chen Zimeng, but after a while, he pointed to a ginkgo tree and said to Chen Zimeng.

"Lao Chen, I guess, this tree will not live long, and within three days, it will die. ”

Chen Zimeng looked over, the bottom of the ginkgo tree was newly added soil, and there were a few green ginkgo leaves on the tree, but they were all yellowed and full of wilts.

Chen Zimeng's face was strange, and anyone could see that this tree would die.

Han Ying'er turned around straight, stretched out her slender hand, put her fingers together, and slapped Wan Jingfei.

Wan Jingfei dodged very flexibly, spread the folding fan in his hand, turned around, blocked Han Ying'er's next two attacks, retreated backwards, and Wan Jingfei flew upside down on a lampstand.

"Tell me some reason, why are you attacking me?"

Wan Jingfei drank Han Ying'er, but Han Ying'er stomped her feet and looked at Wan Jingfei, her face was full of frost.

"If you don't shut up and keep your horn on, I'll tear your broken mouth and throw you to the gates. ”

"Why?" Wan Jingfei's face was full of disberence, he didn't understand why Han Ying'er was so domineering.

"With me, I'm better than you!"

After Han Ying'er finished speaking, the breath on her body was released, and she cultivated in the middle stage of foundation building, but her momentum was fierce, and she didn't know how much stronger than Wan Jingfei.

Wan Jingfei's eyes flashed, and he raised his hands to signal that he would not speak again, Han Ying'er snorted coldly, turned around and drank.

"In front of the main hall, go in. ”

Han Ying'er ran out of patience, jumped onto the steps, and stretched out her hand to push open the door of the highest hall.

Chen Zimeng looked at Wan Jingfei, Wan Jingfei shrugged his shoulders, saying that he was also helpless.

Chen Zimeng smiled and gave a thumbs up to express his admiration.

Wan Jingfei stretched out his hand and pressed twice in the air, signaling to keep a low profile.

"If you don't come in again, you will leave the City Lord's Mansion on your own. I, the Zhangchu family, there is no shortage of you two to build a foundation to worship outside. ”

Han Ying'er's words came from the main hall, very indifferent, Chen Zimeng walked up the steps and walked into the hall, followed by Wan Jingfei.

In the main hall, there is a very delicate and delicate statue of a fox, and the Zhang Chu family seems to believe in foxes.

In the Southern Wilderness, each ethnic group has a "spirit", "spirit" is worshiped by the tribe, passed down from generation to generation, in Chen Zimeng's view, it is more reasonable to explain with totems.

"This is the spirit of my clan, Tianhu, you each bow down three times, if after three bows, you don't have ulterior motives and bad intentions, you can be recognized and become our clan's worship. ”

"Here, I, the Zhang Chu clan, and Han Ying'er, a member of the wood lineage, serve as your guide. I advise you, if you have ulterior motives, you should leave as soon as possible, my Zhangchu tribe is not a place for you to play. ”

Chen Zimeng looked at Han Ying'er, the girl's delicate face was full of seriousness, and her eyes were full of cold light.