Chapter 439: The Disappeared Xishu Division

"These airships must be crazy!" Lu Xiu stomped his feet hatefully, even if he stepped on the solid ground, he still couldn't dispel the strong impact on him at that moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 During the landing of the merchant ship, the young man saw another civilian airship, which also swooped down from a height of thousands of meters in the same way, and narrowly drilled through the gaps between the stone pillars, and the swing swept low over the lake. As the merchant ships successfully crossed, the hunters on the ground waved their weapons and other things in their hands, and the cheers were mixed with shrill whistles. As if such a dangerous move was a manifestation of some kind of courage and glory, and deserved to be applauded and cheered.

"Cultural ...... of the Desert City It's wonderfully tight! Although Lu Yingying's face turned pale with fear, she still forced a smile. The Elder Dragon's Tooth is the symbol of Locklac, and it has a transcendent status in the entire Sand City, which was once just a simple phrase in a girl's book, and only now is she truly felt.

The little regiment commander had already tied his braids, and while signing for the luggage at the behest of the crew, he said, "Isn't it as dangerous as it seems?" ”

"Those guys suddenly let off half of the gas in the air chamber!" Nie Xiaoyang pointed to the slightly shriveled air tank above his head and said, "If you let go more, this ship won't be able to rise." ”

At that time, the merchant ships did drill in this way, and the height of the airship was larger than the gap between the stone thorns, and the air tank could only be successfully passed by deflating it. Fortunately, the air compartment of the civilian airship is soft, which allows the crew to act so boldly.

"It's really messy......" Feng Manyun's heartbeat was also three points faster than usual, but his lips pursed hard, but he was excited rather than afraid.

"The pilots of the merchant ships that can come here almost all have the experience of piloting hunter warships or even military airships, even if they are driving clumsy merchant ships, it is a piece of cake to make this kind of action." Tresor comforted the teenagers.

"If you keep doing this, you're going to die." Seal the dust worriedly.

"There is not such a big accident rate, this is where the headquarters of the New World Hunter Guild is located, if too many people die, the headquarters will definitely be the first to issue a ban." The crew who helped tow the luggage said, "There will be at most three or two unlucky ghosts who fall apart on this stone pillar every year." He looked at the suspicious eyes of the teenagers, and then changed his words curtly, "Maybe it may be every month, but who cares, the guys who are afraid of death can land on the passage route, and no one will stop them." ”

The ancient dragon species have always been a special existence for human beings, on the one hand, their natural calamity-level power is the biggest hidden danger to human survival, and it is also the biggest enemy of all adventurers who take hunting as their vocation; On the other hand, their power and mystery can arouse the reverence and worship of human beings from the depths of their spirits, almost like gods. And in the city closest to the ancient dragons, this contradiction is more ubiquitous like air and sunshine. The remains of the Fengshan Dragon stood in a position where everyone could see when they raised their eyes, like a sword of catastrophe hanging in the hearts of hunters, and only with this kind of game of provocation and resistance can people regain their own sense of superiority and honor from the almost suffocating coercion.

Compared to the courage to keep the entire city alive, a small sacrifice is also carried away.

"Cologne...... It's not that scary. Feng Chen smacked his lips and muttered, spending six months with Nazqi day and night, making him completely lose his sense of mystery about the way the true dragon survived. The big guy spends most of the day sleeping, and when he's awake, he's either fiddling with fog and light, or playing tricks on some of the high-level monsters in the surrounding territory. The monster occasionally tastes the food cooked by Sealed Dust, and even the excrement is no different from that of a human.

"Forget it, not all humans can communicate directly with them like you do." Xiong Fuji said with a big grin, but he clenched his mouth again, and quietly glanced at Master Tresor who was helping to load the luggage.

"What?" The hearing of the dragon man craftsman is different from that of ordinary people.

"It's nothing, this is the last box, let's go." Out of sight of the red-haired dragonman, Qin Shuiyu glared at the big bear fiercely and threw the rope onto the back of the hired herbivorous dragon. The cat tied a knot in the hemp rope on the monster's back and deftly curled up into the box on the side.

"I still have my own business, so I won't be with you." Feng Manyun found his wooden knife in his luggage and hung it on his body along with a small package.

"Huh? We thought you'd need a guide here. Jia Xiao said in surprise.

"No, the city is not unfamiliar to me." Feng Manyun looked for a direction and turned around to go.

"Manyun ......," Feng Chen called out behind him, "you know where we are staying, and if there is any trouble, at least don't try to solve it alone." ”

"I know." The boy nodded, a grateful look back.

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The location of the Pearl Tavern is not too close to either the lakeshore or the arch out of the city. The best lots are occupied by high-end restaurants and inns, and the only thing left for this filthy tavern is the deserted alleys that line up the best in the whole of Locklac.

"A glass of ale." Feng Manyun put his luggage on the bar and took out a few copper coins from his chest.

The bartender looked at the strangely dressed boy wordlessly, shook his head, and gave him a glass full of yellow wine. Ignoring the whispers of a few scruffy hunters in his seat, the white-clothed young man took a big gulp, his cheeks flushing slightly. With the help of wine, he took out about twenty copper coins from his pocket, spread them over, and pushed them to the bartender in front of him.

"What else is needed? Bub? ”

"I'm going to contact the Western Army." The boy's voice was not loud, but it was enough for the hunters present to hear it, and the tavern instantly resounded with louder discussions than just now, mixed with bursts of laughter and occasional sighs or two.

"If you want to contact the Hunter Organization...... You're in the wrong place. The bartender shrugged, "You should go to the Hunters' Guild." ”

"Tried," Feng Manyun glanced at him blankly, "but those guys never like to be too closely associated with the union, and I know if there's any way to find them, it's going to be here." ”

"I can't help much." The bartender was embarrassed and pushed the copper coin back to the boy.

"There has been no Xishu Department for a long time," without waiting for Feng Manyun to ask further, a big man who was obviously too drunk raised the wine glass in his hand, "Little thing, if you want to seek death, you will have a chance anywhere, but it is impossible to go to the Xishu Department." ”