Wen Yiming returned to his residence to say hello to the Dragon Soul team members, and was about to go out from the backyard to the city, and as soon as he got out of the hospital, Yiqing sneakily followed out.

The Stone City was three or four times larger than the Black Rock City, and was divided into three sections in terms of length, the section near the city gate was the city area, followed by the scattered residential areas, and the last section was the military camp.

Yiqing took Wen Yiming's big hand and looked around curiously, pointing and pointing, which made Wen Yiming very helpless, he was originally going to have a private visit to Weifu alone, but he was entangled by such a stunning girl as Yiqing, and it was difficult to keep a low profile.

Seeing a restaurant, Yiqing was very happy, and pulled Wen Yiming to the second floor, with a broad lady posture to let the boss eat deliciously, and said don't forget the most distinctive.

Wen Yiming was not disobedient when he saw that she was happy, and from the look of memory in Yiqing's beautiful eyes, he knew that Yiqing remembered the beauty of the first time he took her to dinner, and he was quite emotional in his heart.

The little beggar girl who had no self-confidence at the beginning is now like a flower, and she still has a mysterious cultivation.

"Big brother, you haven't invited Qing'er to dinner for a long time, and I'm going to make you bleed a lot today!" Yiqing said, lifting the wine jug and pouring it for Wen Yiming.

Wen Yiming smiled slightly and said, "Since it came out, watch more and listen more, and tell me what you think about Gangfeng Gorge, and don't think about eating it after you can't answer." ”

Yiqing's neck shrank, raised her chopsticks and began to pick up her favorite dishes and sweep up, watching Wen Yiming drink slowly, as if listening to the conversation of the diners around him, and also turned his eyes to pay attention.

Wen Yiming was amused, lifted his chopsticks and knocked on his head, sensing a few diners who had cultivated well across a few tables.

The table was close to the staircase, the wine and food were sumptuous, no worse than theirs, a total of five young people, three men and two women, all of whom were cultivated in the late stage of the Great Martial Arts, and they looked like they were mixing well in Gangfeng Gorge when they were dressed.

From the moment he entered the restaurant, he noticed that the people here were the same as the outside world, and they were also divided into three, six, nine and so on, the diners on the first floor were relatively ordinary, and the food on the table was very simple; the second floor was obviously another grade, and there were not many diners, but they were very particular about clothing and food.

Wen Yiming found a characteristic all the way from the street to the restaurant, Gangfeng Gorge's human physique is very strong, he deliberately perceived it with Dacheng's concentration, the physical strength of ordinary people is comparable to the martial arts cultivation in the late stage of body refining in the outside world, and the martial arts cultivation in Gangfeng Gorge are all physical cultivation and martial arts, and the five people at the staircase, the brown-haired man with the eighth layer of the Great Martial Arts is far more powerful than the same martial arts cultivation in the outside world.

He estimated in his heart with the data he perceived, with the combat power of the brown-haired man, the physical strength was at least in the military general's period.

He was looking forward to this discovery, and he guessed that the special environment of Gangfeng Gorge caused this phenomenon.

At this time, I heard the brown-haired man say: "You Laosan, I heard that our young master of Lei Mingyuan appeared, is it true?"

You Laosan had short hair and looked a little obscene, and said: "I said Deming, the news has already spread, and he said that he wants to come to Gangfeng Gorge." ”

The brown-haired man smashed his mouth and said with a smile: "He must have come to Gangfeng Gorge to run to the military camp, hey, a few bosses of our Foreign Affairs Hall are afraid that they will have a meeting again." ”

"Barracks, cut!" The short-haired woman opposite him sneered: "Hong Tao's status is high enough, isn't he still excluded if he doesn't cultivate as a military general, those people are not fuel-efficient lamps, and there are many young masters, it doesn't work!"

You Laosan pinched the chopsticks and waved, and said: "That's not necessarily, it is said that this young master's name is Wen Yiming, and his cultivation is indeed not high, but the four ministers and heirs are not opponents, and there are two hits." ”

The short-haired woman sneered, "I've heard of the four ministers, but I haven't seen it, with their combat power, hehe, Deming alone is enough for them." ”

Wen Yiming shook his head secretly, he knew that these people were proud of their physical strength, but Dai Ming wanted to overthrow the heirs of the four ministers by himself, and he didn't have that ability.

Listen to that Deming again: "It doesn't matter what young master he is, or the heir of the four ministers, just don't come to Gangfeng Gorge to provoke our Foreign Affairs Hall, our Foreign Affairs Hall is equivalent to the Mercenary Guild of Lei Mingyuan, what to eat, drink and Lazar can't rely on us, young master? ”

Yiqing's pretty face sank and she was about to slap the table, she was a loyal believer in Wen Yiming, and she was unhappy when she heard that someone insulted Wen Yiming, but under Wen Yiming's transmission, she could only endure it angrily and ravage plates of innocent dishes with chopsticks.

Wen Yiming heard from Hong Xihou that the Foreign Affairs Hall, like a mercenary team, was responsible for going out of the city to collect various resources during the safe period before the storm came, and some absolutely loyal people would even be sent outside the Thundering Yuan, such as Hong Xihou's poison-attacking potion materials, most of which were found in the Foreign Affairs Hall.

In Gangfeng Gorge, the Foreign Affairs Hall and the army belong to two factions, and there are many contradictions between each other, and Hongrong, as the lord of the city, does not have much real power in his hands, so he can't control these two groups of people at all, so he is helpless to the extreme.

Yiqing was sullen, and there was a thudding sound at the top of the staircase, and a voice that seemed to have wind and sand in his throat came out with a sneer.

"Deming, there is a kind of saying the last sentence just now, and say it in front of Lao Tzu!"

With the sound of a grunt, Wen Yiming saw an extremely individual man stepping onto the second floor, and his gaze fell on Deming and the others like a sharp sword.

This man was dressed in tight-fitting leather armor, shirtless and bare-chested, his arms and chest were densely covered with criss-crossing scars, and even his face had many hidden scars, but they were not hideous, but fierce, and his bronzed skin was shiny, and his facial lines were as sharp and angular as a knife and axe, and at the age of twenty-six or seventeen, he was full of explosive power.

Wen Yiming secretly applauded, especially the hairstyle of Namoxigan, which was very similar to Sparta, and could be said to be unconventional and distinctive in the Tianci Continent.

This is a fierce man! Wen Yiming sensed the fierce momentum of the fierce man, and evaluated under the perception.

In fact, there is no need to analyze, just look at Deming's weakened momentum, this person is only the cultivation of the sixth-level peak of the Great Martial Arts, and the cultivation is two levels lower than that of Deming, and there is an obvious difference between strength and weakness.

Most of the diners closed their mouths at this moment, glanced at the few people at the top of the stairs, and bowed their heads silently, as if they were very afraid of this person.

You Laosan and the others looked at the several heavily armored soldiers behind the man, smiled awkwardly, and also bowed their heads silently.

Deming opened his mouth, looked at the dozens of people on the second floor, felt that he couldn't lose face, and said forcefully: "Batar, this is not a formal occasion, casual chatting is hindering you?"

The fierce man of Moxigan, known as the Eight Tartars, swept around the diners on the second floor, his eyes stayed on the white-haired Wen Yiming for a moment, and then waved his big hand: "Clear the field!"

Several heavily armored soldiers stepped heavily and left the staircase with waist knives in hand, and the diners hurriedly got up and left with laughter.

Batar nodded at those diners, looked at Deming, and said in that special hoarse voice: "You said that the army will hinder Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu will not bully you, whether to accept Lao Tzu's challenge here, or go to your Foreign Affairs Hall Square, take your pick, don't be a soft egg!"

Deming's face was pale, and he stared indignantly at the eight tartars who were clasping his hands on his chest.

You Laosan couldn't stand it anymore, got up and hugged his fists and said: "Brother Eight Tartars, the young master and the high-level are coming to Gangfeng Gorge soon, the impact is not good, forget it this time!"