"Sunny day"

Qin Hao's movements moved, and the murderous aura in his body converged. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xuan Tianhe bent down and lifted the Red Cloud Flower Leopard's movements suddenly stiffened, the hairs on his back exploded, and a cool breath from the soles of his feet rushed down his spine to his head.

This feeling comes and goes quickly, as if being caught by a terrifying one passing by in the mountains, casually glanced at it, and withdrew his attention, but such a short breath definitely made him have endless aftertastes.

"What's going on?"

Xuan Tianhe raised his head, looked at Xuan Tianzhan with doubts in his eyes, Xuan Tianzhan had a bow in his hand, his brows frowned slightly, and he looked at him along his line of sight, was it the Orion just now?

Qin Hao didn't know how they defined themselves as Orion, a smile opened at the corner of his mouth, his hands were raised, his eyes stared at Xuan Tianzhan calmly, and he slowly retreated towards the forest.

"What's going on with my cousin?"

Xuan Tianhe carried the corpse of the Red Cloud Leopard, and this kind of fur disposal still had to go back to the city and hand it over to a professional to do, and it would be a waste for him to skin it.

Looking at the emerald green trees in front of him, he faintly seemed to be able to see that man, that pair of beautiful eyes, Xuan Tianzhan felt a little irritable in his heart, he didn't feel the aura of spiritual energy on that man, but for a moment he felt extremely dangerous.

Damn, left and right are just hunters, what's going on?

Xuan Tianzhan glanced at his cousin, and the bowstring in his hand suddenly loosened, and a black lightning bolt pierced into the woods.

There was no sound coming out, as if the arrow had been swallowed by the dense forest, Xuan Tianzhan's face turned cold, but he didn't bend his bow and arrow again, but said coldly to his cousin: "Let's go." ”

Xuan Tianhe nodded, feeling a little inexplicable, but he didn't bother himself with his cousin's unhappy face, but when he left, he glanced at the dense forest again.

A cool breeze blew, dissipating some of the heat and blood in the woods, and drifting farther away.

Qin Hao walked out of the dense forest, staring at the huge outline of the giant city not far in front of him with his eyes faintly, and he was holding a black dragon cloud arrow in the palm of his right hand.

"Click!"

The body of the arrow was disconnected, and the two truncated clusters were thrown into the ground with a flick of the hand, leaving only half of the head outside, forming a triangle.

Moyang City.

It is the name of this giant city, surrounded by mountains and located in a valley depression, a hundred miles away in length and breadth, surrounded by a fortified city, but replaced by tall square towers, as high as white meters, each of which has at least three men standing with bows, their eyes looking around the feet and the sky like eagle's eyes.

Countless towers, Qin Hao looked at them, there were tens of thousands, more than ordinary outsiders could see, Qin Hao found that these towers seemed to be arranged according to a specific shape, but the specific shape, with his angle, he couldn't guess the whole picture.

Without a city wall, there is naturally no city gate, or in other words, there is a passing city gate between every two arrow towers, and the word Moyang is carved on the body of each arrow tower, which is huge and eye-catching.

This is also the direct origin of Qin Hao's speculation that this peculiar city should be called Moyang City.

Occasionally, there were swords gliding overhead, and they were monks flying in the sky, but because of the ubiquitous yang wind in the sky, these monks did not fly high, and they were within a low altitude of a kilometer, completely within the effective range of these archers.

The city didn't need a forbidden space talisman array, and the harshness of the yang wind was the perfect substitute, even surpassing it.

The main thing is that the city is surrounded by high mountains, and only shipping is the most convenient way to transport to and fro, and the forbidden air realm is a disguised isolation, which is obviously not suitable for this place.

High in the sky overhead, there are occasional shining metallic lusters, planes passing by, let's call them airplanes first, most of them are very small, sailing crookedly in the yang wind, only one or two huge planes, strange shapes, but look sturdy and tight, able to sail safely in the yang wind.

Retracting his gaze, Qin Hao put his attention back to the ground, he walked through the two arrow towers vigilantly, there was no charge to enter the city, and he didn't even attract any attention, he was like an inconspicuous drop of water, blending into the sea.

It gave him a weird feeling.

But the next moment, this weirdness was forgotten by him, because there were many men in front of him who were setting up stalls, wearing black short-sleeved cloth clothes and black pants.

Most of these men sat cross-legged on the ground, with bows and arrows or broadswords in their hands, and some hats woven of animal skins on their heads, and on the stalls were the corpses of some animals and beasts, their skins, and bones, still smelling of fresh blood.

Qin Hao looked at the clothes and decorations on their bodies, looked down at himself, and suddenly realized, no wonder he would be regarded as a hunter, the clothes and decorations, and the bloody qi on his body were too similar.

It's just that the bloody qi on his body is stronger and more dangerous than a hundred times. However, ordinary people's eyesight, in the case of Qin Hao's convergence, it is difficult to detect the gap.

"Perfect cover."

Although Qin Hao didn't think about deliberately disguising himself, there was no need for this, but if he could have this kind of convenient misunderstanding, he would not be stupid enough to refuse.

These hunters seemed to occupy an area that had been divided into them, a very empty street, lined with stalls on both sides, with Orion's and some other ordinary people and low-level psionics mixed in.

Inside this circular street, there are some small fenced courtyards, which are the periphery of the city, and further inside are some wooden buildings, and inside are some stone houses with unique shapes, which seem to have some orderly planning.

Overall, though, it's more like a city than a tribe.

Strangely, Qin Hao had to wonder if there was such a building as the City Lord's Mansion in this city, because as far as he could see, there was no one who looked like an official or a soldier of the imperial court.

The whole tribe is like an illegal building, that is, the archers on those arrow towers, although they don't look weak, but they don't look like soldiers in terms of clothing and breath, but more like the feeling of sect disciples or caravan guards.

"Interesting!"

Qin Hao scratched his messy hair, his eyes showed an interested look, if it weren't for the hurry, maybe he would stay and observe carefully, but at the moment, he was most interested in the big guys who could fly above his head.

Qin Hao half-squinted his eyes and looked towards the innermost part of the tribe, a tall building with an extremely wide area and shaped like a huge mushroom.

A 100-meter flag was erected on the building, waving in the wind, and the word "sunny" was impressively on it.