After seeing Zhao Qianqian riding a goat out of Wuzhou, it didn't take long for Xia Qing to leave, and she made an appointment with the white demon to meet again in two days, and disappeared alone in the vast forest.

The wind was cold, the snow was fluttering, and some places were covered in snow overnight.

Xia Qing galloped through the mountains and forests and returned to the vicinity of Guangling Temple. The light of the huge teleportation array flickered, like a giant beast constantly spitting out all kinds of materials, and more Wuzhou masters rushed over. In just a few hours, Wuzhou City appeared in the prototype, basically encompassing the entire valley where the Guangling Temple is located, the outer layer of the city wall at the entrance of the valley is piled up with huge granite, and the red iron juice is poured inside, more than seven meters wide, thirteen meters high, and it is still constantly increasing. It seems that it is not a town that has been built, but a huge war fortress!

Xia Qing was shocked, shocked by the power of Wuzhou, even the Fufeng City, where the Xia Wangfu was located, was far less huge and solid than the Wuzhou City in front of him. Fufeng City has been in operation for at least a hundred years, while Wuzhou City has not yet reached a day. It's been like this in just a few hours, but what about tonight, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow? If it is built at this rate for ten years or eight years, what will Wuzhou City look like?

Xia Qing didn't dare to imagine Wuzhou City ten years later, and gradually became excited. The Dakang Dynasty has strong national strength, claiming to have three million elite soldiers, and the masters of Wuzhou did not disappoint, even far beyond expectations, in the next battle, who loses and who wins is really not certain. Perhaps, it is possible to wipe out the elite legions of the Dakang Dynasty in turn!

The Dakang Dynasty brought unprecedented pressure, and everyone was nervously busy, but under this heavy pressure, Xia Qing's fighting spirit was surging, and he was encouraged by the masters of Wuzhou such as the Seven Star Old Man, the Qingniu City Lord, and the Chishui City Lord, and he had a little more expectation for the next fierce battle.

"The Ethereal City, which was once an important town in the immortal kingdom, has been annihilated. ”

"Now, can the newly built Wuzhou City withstand the attack of the Dakang Dynasty and usher in a new era?"

Xia Qing turned around, left with a hint of longing, and began to return to the inn. The battle of Wuzhou will come at any time, and he will go back to the inn to recuperate and face the battle in the best condition.

The wind was getting colder and colder, Xia Qing walked very fast, and after turning a mountain col, he suddenly stopped, and vaguely saw a huge black shadow coming in front of him. The shadow was huge, like a moving hillside, slowly approaching. At this time, Xia Qing realized that it was not a hillside, but a big tree, with many branches, but not a single bare leaf, it seemed to be a dead tree.

Dead trees can also walk? Xia Qing rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had seen something wrong.

The black shadow was closer, it was indeed a big tree, and even on the branch sat a little girl of seven or eight years old, dragging two sheeptails behind her head, sitting on the branch gracefully, with her feet swinging. Someone else's mount is a horse, but hers is a tree.

Xia Qing was a little stunned, but he still reacted quickly and gave way sideways. There have been many strange things in Wuzhou since ancient times, and perhaps, the little girl's magic power is to ride a tree.

The dead tree was closer, and it looked like it was swaying in the wind, but in fact, every step was very steady, and it walked slowly past Xia Qing.

Xia Qing felt a little ridiculous, but she still kept her head down and tried to stay calm.

Don't enter the temple, don't save when you see death, this is my aunt's warning all along, and there is the second half of the sentence at the back, don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't ask what you shouldn't ask.

Xia Qing didn't look at it and didn't ask, so as not to cause unexpected trouble. However, the more you are afraid of something, the more something happens. They had already walked seven or eight meters, and the strange dead tree suddenly stopped and turned to face Xia Qing. The little girl sitting on the branch glanced at Xia Qing up and down and asked, "Little brother, you are a native of Wuzhou, right?"

"Yes. Xia Qing replied, but her eyelids jumped straight, and there was a sense of danger.

The little girl's skin was white and red, and she looked like she was only about seven or eight years old, but her voice was extremely old and hoarse, like an old woman in her seventies and eighties. The contrast is so great that it feels particularly weird.

The strange tree shook and suddenly turned into a deadwood warrior more than three meters tall, and the little girl sat on its shoulder. This deadwood warrior is even more burly than the Qingniu City Lord, muscular, but his skin is cracked layer by layer, as if he is very old, or has some strange incurable disease, and his voice is deep, "Boy, how to get to the Mountain Man Inn?"

"Mountain Man Inn?"

Xia Qing's heart was stunned, and he felt even more wrong, pretending to be unresponsive, and shook his head, "No...... , I don't know, I can't spend the night in Wuzhou as soon as it gets dark, there is only a refuge point, no ...... , I haven't heard of any inns. ”

The Deadwood Warrior was anxious and stammered, "No...... , impossible, the mountain man inn exists for several ...... For thousands of years, it is impossible for the natives not to know. Small...... , boy, you're either not a local, or you're sprinkling...... , lie!"

A majestic wave of power suddenly erupted from the body of the deadwood warrior and overwhelmingly pressed down on Xia Qing. This power fluctuation is so majestic, vaguely not under the national teacher Gu Fuluo, the dead wood warrior stammers his mouth, but his cultivation is amazing!

Xia Qing was even more uneasy, I don't know what this deadwood warrior and the little girl are doing in the Shanren Inn, are they the old people of the old shopkeeper and others, or are they here to seek revenge?

These two people are weird, and the more Xia Qing thinks about it, the more he feels that something is wrong.

"Xiaochengcheng, you are starting to be naughty again, scaring people at will, why are you so loud?" the little girl scolded the deadwood warrior under her crotch, and as soon as she spoke, the fierce deadwood warrior was intimidated, and the power fluctuations that were forcing people were restrained.

Xia Qing's forehead was sweating, and he was even more uneasy.

The Deadwood Warrior is manic and ferocious, and is a terrifying master, but the little girl who sits on the Deadwood Warrior's shoulder seems to be even more terrifying.

"Little brother, the Mountain Man Inn has been around for a long, long time, and the location should be nearby, think about it. ”

The little girl is peaceful, but her skin is white and tender, and her voice is old, which always gives people a strange and uneasy feeling, "By the way, maybe the external name will be different, for example, it is called the Guardian Inn, or the Immortal Inn, or some fairy cave or something." The shopkeeper of the inn is an old man, who only basks in the sun when he is idle, and likes to fiddle with a jasper Xiao at night, and his appearance has not changed for more than a hundred years. Little brother, think about it, have you ever seen such an inn or that old man somewhere?"

Xia Qing's heart beat faster, and she was sure that what the little girl was looking for was the old shopkeeper. The Deadwood Warrior's cultivation is powerful, and the little girl is even more unfathomable, in case she is here to seek revenge, wouldn't the old shopkeeper and aunt be in danger?

The world is turbulent and full of demons.

At the juncture when the Dakang Dynasty was about to encroach on Wuzhou with all its might, two terrible demons came to Wuzhou!