Walking on the streets of the ghost towns in the Western Regions, you can't see the prosperity of other cities. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even the ghost towns of the Western Regions have very few merchants and vendors.

Yang Qian looked around, but his brows couldn't help frowning, his back was cold, and he was in a cold sweat.

I saw that the ghost town was bustling with people, and there were people from outside who cultivated martial arts, but more of them were the indigenous residents of the ghost town in the Western Regions.

The natives of the ghost towns of the Western Regions are easy to identify, that is, they are generally sallow-skinned and thin, as if they are severely malnourished.

The law and order in the ghost town is very chaotic, and it is normal to see fights and brawls everywhere on the streets, and it is normal to bleed and die.

In addition, you can also see pale-faced people sucking human blood, hungry children like wolves gnawing on human flesh, and ugly-faced men bullying and insulting women in the streets......

The ghost town is such a place, the opposite of the peaceful and prosperous times.

Seeing the bloody and disgusting scene, Qing Luo frowned, and a trace of disgust and coldness flashed on his face. Ling Feiyan wanted to be nauseous and retching. On the contrary, Xue Wu was the most calm, and pointed to the bloody scenes of cannibalism with a smile for Yang Qian to see.

"Isn't this little girl scared?" Yang Qian glanced at Xue Wu and sighed.

Eight people were moving quickly through the streets, and in a place like this, no one wanted to stay for a second longer.

However, just when Yang Qian and the eight of them finally found an inn and were about to enter, suddenly several figures shot at them quickly.

Yang Qian's eight people reacted immediately, but those people had a clear purpose, and snatched the Qiankun bag from the eight people's waists with skillful techniques.

A trace of coldness flashed in Yang Qian's eyes, and he swung a palm head-on, knocking one person away from him, and slammed it into the earthen wall with a bang, spurting blood from his mouth.

While Yang Qian's side was resolved, the rest of the figures had also been almost cleaned up by Sun Daoliang and Qingluo, and they fell to the ground and wailed.

Yang Qian and the others looked at the few people who had just attacked.

I saw that they were all natives of the ghost cities of the Western Regions, with thin statures, and their cultivation was generally not high.

Fang just attacked Yang Qian's eight people, and he just wanted to seize their Qiankun bags, which can be regarded as a street robbery.

It's just that they found the wrong target, otherwise with their skills, they would have already succeeded.

The eight of them only glanced at the people coldly, and then entered the inn.

The inn is not big, and the lighting does not seem to be very good, so the inn looks a little gloomy.

There were three tables of people seated in the inn, and no more than three people were seated at each table.

When Yang Qian's eight people stepped into the inn, the three tables all looked up.

From their eyes, Yang Qian sensed bloodthirsty greed. His eyes swept over the three tables, and he saw that all of them had a cold and dark atmosphere, giving people a bad premonition.

"What the hell is this place?" Yang Qian said secretly in his heart. Then the group sat down at a square table by the window.

The eight people sat down, and it took a long time for a character dressed as a junior to come out slowly.

"Eat or stay?" The little second was careless, his eyes stayed on the third daughter of Qingluo for a while, and he didn't even look at Yang Qian and the others.

This little two is a little arrogant, so snub to the guests, where is he like a businessman?

The eight of them were on fire in their hearts, but thinking that this was a ghost town in the Western Regions, they endured it.

"Arrange eight first-class rooms, and serve another table of good food." Sun Daoliang said.

"Give the money first." When Xiao Er heard this, he didn't go down to prepare immediately, but coldly asked for money first.

If it were elsewhere, the eight people might get up and leave, but thinking about the violent chaos in the ghost city in the Western Regions, eating the overlord meal should happen from time to time, and the eight people didn't care too much.

"How much?" Sun Daoliang asked.

"One hundred taels for one of the upper rooms, and eight hundred taels for the eighth. A table of good dishes for eight people is also eight hundred taels, a total of 1,600 taels. "Xiao Er's sky-high asking price, pit people don't blink.

When the eight people heard this, their faces suddenly turned ugly.

Yang Qian's face turned cold, and the blue water dragon yuan was directly on Xiao Er's neck.

"Go ahead and prepare, or I'll kill you!" Yang Qian's voice was cold, and his killing intent burst out.

The cold killing intent made Xiao Er's body tremble, where did he dare to hesitate at all, nodded his head in agreement, and then went down to prepare.

The long sword was retracted, and feeling the surprised gazes of the other seven people, Yang Qian said in a low voice: "The ghost city in the Western Regions is a place where the weak and the strong eat the strong than the outside, and that Xiao Er saw that we were outsiders, so he asked for a price. If he doesn't fight violence with violence, he doesn't know how to stop. ”

When the seven people heard this, their expressions became a little heavier.

Yang Qian's actions attracted the attention of the other three tables, but they only glanced at Yang Qian and a few people, and then continued to bury their heads in eating.

The inn suddenly fell silent, so quiet that it made people feel chills in their hearts.

I don't know how long later, eight cups came from the second end, and the cups were filled with red viscous liquid.

Xiao Er put eight cups of liquid in front of each of the eight people.

"What is this?" Sun Daoliang asked.

"This is red pulp jade liquid, a specialty of the ghost town in the Western Regions." The little two gave a little explanation and then retreated.

Looking at the red viscous liquid in front of them, the eight people looked at each other.

Yang Qian picked up the jade cup, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and suddenly a strong smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.

"It's ...... Human blood! Yang Qian's face changed. His eyes swept around, and he saw that the other three tables were drinking the same liquid.

Yang Qian's face was cold, and his heart swelled, and he almost retched.

Sun Daoliang, Qingluo and the others also turned pale, especially the third girl, who was nauseous and retching, attracting the sideways glances of the other three tables.

This ghost town in the Western Regions is really a place where people are stunned!

I don't know how long it took for the eight people to gradually regain their calm, but none of the eight people touched the "red slurry jade liquid".

At this time, Xiao Er served a few more dishes.

The dish was tempting, but the pieces of meat in it made Yang Qian feel a little puzzled.

Xiao Er is very good at observing words and feelings, and said: "These three dishes are the signature dishes of the small shop, using human calf meat, back bone meat, etc. as ingredients......

However, before Xiao Er finished speaking, Wu Wanjun couldn't help it, and said, "Wait, where did you say the ingredients came from?" ”

Xiao Er smiled proudly and said, "It's all taken from fresh human calves......"

Wow wow......

As soon as Xiao Er's words came out, eight people vomited one after another.

The strange feeling in my heart was like ants crawling around, and the faces of the eight people turned pale.

And just then, an eerie voice came from the table.

"Huh...... A few ignorant guys, unable to stand this, dared to run to the ghost town of the Western Regions. ”

Following the prestige, I saw that the person who spoke was dressed in black, and at this moment he was sticking out his long tongue and licking the bright red blood stained on his lips.

Weird anomaly!

The eight looked at the man, but ignored him.

"A few little guys, the meat is of high quality, and the taste of blood must be good." Another person cast a greedy glance at Yang Qian and the others.

Hearing this, the eight people were shocked in their hearts, and they suddenly became alert.

And at this moment, a person appeared behind Yang Qian silently, opened his big mouth full of fangs, and bit Yang Qian's neck violently!