Zhao Ziyue walked down the street and was familiar with noise. Even though it's dozens of miles underground, the buildings, people, and commerce here are no less than any thriving big city in the spirit world. However, walking down the street, through the bustling crowd, and looking at the faces with different expressions, Zhao Ziyu somehow felt cold.

He was not used to the absence of Manu.

Fengdu is undoubtedly the center of the northern wilderness. On the one hand, Fengdu is more prosperous than any underground city in Huangbei. All the world's leading big companies have branches here. Backed by the eastern branch of the Demon Gate, three local workshops have also become one of the most authoritative black markets in the spirit world. Every year on the opening day of the Zhenhua Workshop, monks from all walks of life gather here, and there are many immortal and even more high-end figures here. This effect can be compared to the entire spiritual world, but only in three or five places.

On the other hand, it's crazier than any other city.

"Ah, hahaha, ha, hahaha, hahaha, hahaha, ha, ha. ”

A man slammed into him with a twist in a diagonal stab. He was completely out of balance. Zhao Zi said to get out of the way. The man fell to the ground and was about to get angry, but he smiled inexplicably. He raised the broken gourd and said to Zhao Zi, "Brother, eat one... Ahh

He lifted the gourd, and suddenly broke a soft hand, and the inferior liquor in it spilled his head and face, and then the gourd fell to the ground, and the man also clutched his chest, rolled his eyes, and began to convulse violently.

Zhao Zi said that he was too lazy to look at him again, so he left at the same speed. Not only him, but everyone else on the street as well. Behind him, the man's breathing weakened dramatically and eventually vanished. As for whether someone collected the bodies, who knows?

Zhao Zi said he was not surprised by this kind of thing. More than 80% of the city's spiritual practitioners have entered or have entered the ghost prison. As for the "three major customs of the common people", it is even more impossible to count them. With such a large base, there are 3 to 5 cases a day because this drug can kill people.

Zhao Zi said that he lived a drunken life, dreamed of death, and was confused by such a world. Later, he finally struggled out of his desperate situation with amazing willpower and became a sand thief running wildly in the north. Then, he meets Manu and comes into contact with the terrifying presence in the haunted house of the Bloody Hell, and hears another explanation: "The Ghost Prison is over, or the Northern Desert after the Ghost Prison is gone, is truly an incomparable masterpiece." ”

Before that, the Northern Wilderness was a terrible dump, a makeshift habitat for wormwood, and thriving commerce, but it was only a low-end market for those big businesses, and it was an unusual place for them to collect their losses. The monks came here mainly to avoid enemies and risks. They just need a respite from the harsh, dirty environment. They never intended to live long. At that time, southern China was the most desirable place for monks, where thousands of denominations coexisted, and where the air was clean and free – and now, of course, it is.

However, Kitano is different after all, because with the dispersion of the ghost prison, this drug that makes people despair, gives people hope, and makes people live in illusory happiness is scattered, as if it were made specifically for all the losers in the world.

Because they failed, they couldn't refuse. However, the intense addiction to ghost prison powder and the worldwide rejection and prohibition of drug powder, both invisible and obvious, with the exception of the northern famine, made it possible for those absinthe practitioners to have unrestricted access to the drug powder and to dream as long as possible, only during the northern famine.

Invisible to the fact that there are more and more beetles left in the northern famine, and the northern famine is becoming more and more prosperous. Countless people, even if they are destitute and in danger, are determined to stay here, gather, pile up, rot, and eventually form a ghost prison on earth.

"They were desperate, but they were lucky," said the lawless and anxious warden. They are stupid, but they expect something in return. They are humble and aspire to high positions. They are short-sighted and still thinking about the future. In short, they can't do it, but they dream ... What a vast pasture!"

Yes, it's a prepared pasture. The pigs, cows, and sheep on the pasture are fat and strong, waiting for the final slaughter. But I don't know why, no one will take over, maybe no interest, more likely an accident. However, in such a mature place, how can people with lofty ideals not come to harvest?

So that's the foundation. In this place, lawless parishioners are a necessity of the spiritual world. It may not be as direct as elsewhere, but its impact is more profound.

That terrifying presence was so obvious to him.

Many years ago, he roamed the northern desert like a sand thief, like a dog guarding the house, looking for all the dangerous things on earth for his son.

During this time, he found ten masters, and after several tentative exchanges, he swore an oath to the evil spirits who had experienced shit luck. It turned out that he thought it was the obstacle that most likely interfered with the lawless Lord of the Scorched Prison. However, thinking of Xu Tuzhi, who has changed dramatically in recent years, he suddenly jumped out of a secret mansion, making the drought in the north a hot potato in everyone's eyes. As a result, a series of accidents occurred. The last four joint excavations have unexpectedly unearthed the true king of Donghua. This made him wonder if he had neglected anything else.

Maybe it's a good idea to launch fish bones and try deep and shallow water?

After walking around the city, Zhao Ziyu finally reached his destination. It is a relatively clean courtyard that is uninhabited all year round, but someone has been waiting here after Zhao Zi sent a contact signal.

When the two sides met for the first time, the person who came suddenly changed color: "Where is Lord Manu?"

"I got into some trouble and was detained. “

Zhao Zi said lightly, but the next moment, the hands and feet of the person who came were motionless, and the sword was inserted between his eyebrows: "Zhao, when the time comes, you will drag everyone down?"

"Everyone else can say that only you are not qualified. “

Zhao Ziyue completely ignored this sword, which meant that he could break his skull and enter at any time. He went straight to a seat and sat down: "Who bravely sent someone to the Sword Garden and messed up the whole thing? You even gave up your ancestors, but who has the Sword Garden now?"

When he spoke, his eyebrows were cold enough to penetrate his skull, but Zhao Zi said he didn't care: "I am Lord Manu's symbiote. I'm here, and my death is very important. Xiao Lao, you'd better be careful. ”

Xiao Lao is a tall old man who has wasted hundreds of years in an empty world. Now he is old, but his temperament is old and spicy. He stepped forward and leaned forward slightly. A shadow shrouded Zhao Ziyu: "Do you still have the face to mention Lord Manu?"

"I live and die with it, what else is there to say?"

As Manu crossed the border, Zhao Ziyue was smiling. He was dying because he didn't fit in with the world environment. It so happened that Pan Huangzong's team had a problem. He was stolen by this little piece of sand and got a deal. He eventually became a symbiote. He became a man with no law and no prison. This is a great shame for Pan Huangzong. Therefore, a bad relationship between the two parties is not a day or two. Zhao Ziyue didn't feel any pressure at all.

Elder Xiao was willingly scratched by the old wound he was holding, and he didn't dare to do it seriously, only the three corpses went crazy, and the entire hall seemed to turn into ice, and the tea on the table boiled and froze.

Zhao Zi said that he had ruined the opportunity for Xiao Lao to beat him, and calmed down: "Even the king said that I was the main reason for the famine in the north. I screwed up, the king has his own fault. Well, Lord Manu can do it, but it's better not to leave it to someone else's responsibility. Since you happen to be in the city, you're more certain to protect the integrity of Lord Manu. I'll tell you why first......"

In conclusion, he clearly explained the cause and effect of the incident, and focused on Yu Ci's identity background: "This person is one of the culprits of our ultimate defeat in Sword Garden. Now he is in the northern desert, and in no case will he be spared. However, the power at his disposal is quite good. Previously, Lord Manu made a mistake in his estimation that led to this mistake. We can't afford to make that mistake again. In addition, Huangquan's secret mansion is about to arrive, and Shifang is ready. It is not the wise who cause trouble. Therefore, we must first stick to it. ”

Hearing the word "forbearance", Elder Xiao was furious: "Lord Manu has fallen into the hands of the enemy. You must restrain him!"

Zhao Zi said, glancing at him, he stretched out his hand and drew a fake lead: "Please, as long as you can take Lord Manu away from the two weak and strong, and don't let one person live, otherwise one day, you will become the laughing stock of the entire northern famine and even the whole world...... Please!"

Elder Xiao still refused to accept: "If all the elites of the clan are present......"

"Don't say you only have two real people, even if you hit ten, you won't be safe. I have a day to prepare, and they are preparing!"

Zhao Ziyue reminded him one last time, and then his tone turned cold: "I want detailed information about the four excavations, I can't disturb the eastern branch of the Demon Gate." We also need to be prepared for muddy. We can also use our powers in the dark. The situation must be brought under absolute control. Otherwise, four large-scale invasions will certainly lead to another chaos here. Of course, in the meantime, you can devise a plan to kill them. If they can really die, I'm glad to see it all come true. ”

Zhao Zi said, but he was a little lost in thought: Xie Yan and the others were dead, the northern desert was in chaos, and the secret government of Yellow Spring was in turmoil. Are you happy to see them in the Eastern Branch? Zhai Queer and the others work so hard, will they stumble on themselves?

Who can benefit from the chaos in the north?

Zhao Ziyue believes that this issue is very critical.