Chapter Thirty-Six: Targeted
Shi Xuan sighed a little emotionally, those who were idle and had nothing to do on the Water Blue Star had been complaining about Yan Huangguo, saying that it was not good here and there.
At that time, Xuan didn't know how beautiful his country was after coming to the Spring and Autumn Continent, and at least he didn't have to worry about someone stabbing you when you were queuing up in Yanhuang Country.
The long serpentine procession began at the gates of the city and zigzagged for nearly a kilometer.
The speed of entering the city is not fast, the reason for this situation is very simple, there are not only ordinary civilians who want to enter the city, but also various mercenary teams, as well as business convoys, this part of the people occupy the majority, and the noisy conflict can be seen almost every hundred meters.
The caravan ranged from a dozen vehicles to dozens of vehicles, and a small number of empty vehicles, the purpose of which was only to enter the city to purchase all kinds of spirit beast materials, such as various spirit beast corpses, beast cores, and valuable parts of spirit beasts.
The Blood Armor Mantis Arm Knife cut down by Shi Xuan is the favorite of the caravan, the material that can be forged into a spiritual weapon, the profit can be increased more than tenfold, and it is simple to enter the city with an empty car, only a cursory inspection.
But most of them are fully loaded vehicles, these are caravans that enter the city to peddle goods, and then purchase supplies from the city, the stay time is relatively long, and the inspection into the city is also relatively strict, and it is necessary to unload and inspect the open space next to the city gate, and the progress is very slow.
Although most of these caravans carried a large amount of money and supplies, the surrounding groups of wolf-like mercenaries could only show greedy eyes, and did not dare to cross the border at all.
This is not only the fear of the guards around the caravan with looming spiritual power, but also the flags planted on the caravan vehicles, these flags represent not only a caravan, but the forces behind the caravan.
There has always been an ancient saying in the Spring and Autumn Continent, there is no thousand-year-old dynasty, but there is a 10,000-year-old family, this kind of long-standing power, its wealth is beyond imagination, and there are many strong people who rely on these wealth to cultivate or fund, even the country is difficult to shake the foundation of these families.
Loot these caravans, and unless you can kill everyone present, there will be no soil for you to survive in the nearby countries.
The stronger the power, the greater the influence of the flag, the stronger the country standing behind the individual, the more fearful others are of you, and whatever they want to do to you, you have to weigh it.
Shi Xuan blended into the crowd unhurriedly, his gloomy face, coupled with his clothes that were almost torn into strips of cloth and stained with blood and mud, he knew at a glance that he was not easy to mess with.
A bare-shouldered man carrying a giant axe in front of him scolded, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm to his side, glanced back at Shi Xuan, his pupils constricted, and he swallowed the polite words of greeting Shi Xuan's parents back into his stomach.
The bare-chested strong man smiled embarrassed and polite, although the smile seemed to Shi Xuan to be as hideous and hideous, and it could even be used as the cover of a horror movie when taken into a photo, but the facial muscles did not appear stiff, obviously not the first time, to survive in this environment, either strong strength or eyesight, the bare-chested strong man in front was obviously the latter.
Shi Xuan exuded a heavy smell of sweat, but the pedestrians around him did not deliberately keep their distance from Shi Xuan, nor did they show any unusual expressions, because this scene was too common.
The Spring and Autumn Continent with a high temperature is no different from a steamer in summer, and this town has a large number of mercenaries, who go in and out of the Demon Beast Mountain Range every day to hunt spirit beasts, and it is very common to be in rags, and even some go straight to the Peach Blossom Building when they come back naked, without even taking off their clothes.
The city is not far from the ancient trees behind it that reach into the sky, like a creeping giant beast-like demon beast mountain range.
At this moment, there was a person in three steps on the towering city wall, and the majestic soldier in iron armor stared coldly at the Demon Beast Mountain Range.
This plain, which is less than two thousand meters away from the Demon Beast Mountain Range, has a strange dark red soil, exuding a faint smell of blood, and the footprints and claws are densely marked, and in some places even a large section of yellow-white dry bones is exposed.
There is absolutely no stability here, and battles often break out, and the object of the battle is undoubtedly the spirit beast in the forest behind him.
No one would try to infiltrate the army's exclusive city gate, and this gate can be said to be the closest to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, with nearly forty percent of the team being mercenaries, fifty percent of caravans, and a small number of civilians.
One can imagine how much the group of guys in front of them who have been walking on the front line of life and death for a long time will be free.
If Shi Xuan's strength is not strong, then the burly brother in front of him will swallow Shi Xuan to the point that there are no bones left, maybe this requires any small spark to ignite these explosive barrels.
Shi Xuan, who mixed in with the flow of people, deliberately slowed down his pace and secretly observed the pedestrians entering the city around him, the city wall was divided into two sections, shaped like a staircase, the low section of the city wall was about twenty meters, and the higher city wall was almost thirty meters.
The city gate is only half open, probably only for one carriage to pass, this majestic city wall, the city gate is only three meters wide and four meters high, this is like a rat hole in the wall, this design is obviously to prevent large spirit beasts from breaking through the city gate.
A freshly inspected caravan pulled a carriage into the city, and the leading steward stuffed a bulging cloth bag into a large box at the city gate, and although it was too far away to see what it was, he could figure out what it was with his ass.
Seeing this scene, Shi Xuan silently put his hand in his trouser pocket and gently pinched a coin-shaped thing in his trouser pocket.
The caravan entered the city at the urging of two soldiers wearing standard black iron armor and holding halberds, and a large area was suddenly vacated after dozens of carriages entered the city.
There will be no consciousness of queuing here, as soon as the vacant seat appeared, a large group of people rushed up behind, and some mercenaries carrying the corpse of the spirit beast even began to rampage, trying to squeeze through the crowd blocking the way in front, but Shi Xuan was not slow or anxious to hang behind.
"Get out of the way! The Violent Bear Mercenary Group entered the city, dared to stop it, and broke one leg all!"
The roar came from behind, and nearly a hundred fierce mercenaries approached with the corpse of the spirit beast, and the smell of blood could be smelled from afar.
The mercenaries in front of them suddenly turned their heads, and exclaimed one after another.
"It's Storm Bear! Why did this guy come back? Didn't he say he was going to hunt the Shadow Leopard King?"
"Get out of the way, don't squeeze Lao Tzu'......"
“......”
The mercenaries who had been messing up a nest of porridge just now suddenly spread out to the sides, as if they had been forcibly combed by an invisible comb.
Shi Xuan glanced back, frowned slightly, and without hesitation, he got out of the way, and shot the first bird, this world, if you can be low-key before you have the strength, try to be as low-key as possible, this is a very ancient teaching.
Of course, there is the second half of the sentence, you don't need to endure it anymore when you can't bear it, even if you can't bear it, there is a cloth cloth behind you, although this guy doesn't care about his life or death, but the ten-year spicy friendship is still a little better than plastic.
Shi Xuan is not an iron man, he has to be scared if anyone is unhappy, this group of people is obviously not easy to mess with, not to mention nearly a hundred martial artists, just the guy who is holding a short axe at the front and has a face like a butcher is not something that Shi Xuan can deal with.
Shi Xuan looked at the violent bear passing by him, his sturdy upper body was exposed in his ragged clothes, his arms were particularly thick, his two short axes were extremely heavy, and a scar on his face almost tore half of his face.
This is a ruthless character, the spiritual power fluctuations on his body are only stronger than Uncle Liu, and this is obviously fought from the sea of corpses and blood, and he belongs to the type with extremely rich combat experience and not many cruel words.
What's more, the strength of the surrounding mercenaries is not weak, and in Shi Xuan's perception, there are at least twenty people in this group who are a threat to themselves.
The Storm Bear mercenary group swaggered to the city gate, threw a gold coin into the box and entered the city, the powerful caravan looked at it coldly, and those mercenary groups that were not strong naturally dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, but these guys obviously didn't remember what they had just done.
The cost should be calculated according to the number of people, and the lone traveler that Shi Xuan saw all threw a thumb-sized copper coin into the box, while the Violent Bear Mercenary Group of nearly a hundred people threw down a gold coin, and the large number of caravans seemed to still need to pay customs duties.
Bustling, noisy, and without clear rules, this is a world where the strong are respected, and the weak don't want anything rich and expensive except for the basic living space, and even if they get it, they can't keep it.
Just when Shi Xuan was secretly observing the surroundings, there were also people not far away who were observing Shi Xuan.
There was a small team of three people more than ten meters behind Shi Xuan, and in this place where the scale of the mercenary group was often hundreds of people, the three of them were really just a small team.
"Skinny monkey, after watching it for so long, do you see anything?"
A middle-aged man in the small group, who was nearly two meters tall, said possessed.
The young man glanced at the bamboo pole man beside him and grinned, revealing a mouthful of sallow teeth.
"Hee-hee, this guy is covered in wounds, and the wound on his shoulder looks a lot like the claw marks of the Shadow Leopard, you must know that the Shadow Leopard is a creature that never dies, either you kill it or become its food......"
The thin monkey paused, and then turned his gaze to the strong man with a Chinese character face who didn't say a word among the three of them.
The strong man with a scar on the left side of his mouth bowed his head slightly, his eyes kept staring at Shi Xuan, for some reason, although Shi Xuan's spiritual power fluctuations were not strong, it gave people an extremely dangerous feeling.
He is a fifth-order martial artist, and it doesn't take much effort to hunt the Shadow Leopard, and it stands to reason that if he is injured in a battle with the Shadow Leopard, his strength should not be too strong, but this sense of crisis is like a thorn in his back, making him uncomfortable.
The strong man with the national character face untied the slap-wide ring knife on his back, and then motioned to the thin monkey to continue analyzing, although he is the boss, but observation and analysis is not his strong point, he is better at fighting, and combat is also what the martial artists of this world are best at.
"And this guy is obviously a fresh face, although the population of Guyue City is hundreds of thousands, but the vast majority of civilians will not go out of the city, except for caravans, most of the warriors who travel to and from the city and the Demon Beast Mountain Range are mercenary teams, and there are not many lone wanderers, and this guy has never appeared before, either people who have left Guyue City since childhood, or outsiders. ”
The thin monkey held his chin with one hand, a smile appeared on his face, and after being recognized by the boss, his whole face suddenly smiled into an old chrysanthemum.