"Okay." Zhao Fan shrugged his shoulders and asked, "What is the price of those ten earth fire packs?" ”

The owner of the bun shop said expectantly: "Fifty yuan crystal one, you can buy ten at a time, even if it is nine percent off." ”

"Forget it, I'm not that multicrystalline." Zhao Fan threw the yuan stone into the other party's hand as he spoke, "Don't look for it." ”

"Thank you, thank you."

The owner of the bun shop bowed excitedly and then withdrew.

Zhao Fan ate the rest of the buns, and continued to visit Shenhuo City, after a long time, he slowly finished walking around the city, and then chose the inn with the highest grade to stay.

And those who live in this place are all existences that can be called strong, there are martial arts, there are holy realms, and even divine realms, but there are no ranks.

"Young Master, are you going to waste one more day in Shenhuo City?" Titan Storm asked incomprehensibly.

"Hmm...... It's not a waste, it's about experiencing this rare ordinary atmosphere. ”

Zhao Fan leaned on the head of the bed and said with a smile.

"Okay." Titan Storm Bear said helplessly: "When you get to the big city, you must buy tens of thousands of Tianhuo packets for me, tsk, that taste, but I haven't enjoyed it for a long time." ”

"Tens of thousands of ......"

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes and said, "Are you sure you're done eating?" ”

"Hehe, don't say it's only 10,000, even if it's a million, with our ontology, we can easily sweep it away." Titan Storm Bear smacked, in fact, he did not exaggerate in fact, its body, can be described as huge, when he was first bumped into by Zhao Fan in the primeval forest of the barren land of Wanshan, it was only one percent of the body, otherwise, it would not be worthy of the word Titan.

"Done."

Zhao Fan nodded, and asked the fire-eyed and Qingluan again.

As a result, the two were not interested in the Skyfire Pack.

Titan Storm Bear couldn't help but complain and said: "I don't even disdain the Heavenly Fire Pack, is it possible to satisfy your appetite by extinguishing the fire pack?" ”

"Is there a false fire extinguishing kit in the world now?" Qingluan said with a smile: "We are not very interested in food, which is like you, who thinks about eating all day long." ”

The virtual fire extinguishing kit only exists in theory, because only the monk who controls the virtual fire extinguishing can cook. However, the void fire extinguishing has not appeared in many eras, and even if anyone has it, it is impossible to use that supreme fire to make buns.

Zhao Fan took out the nameless exercises and creation, looked at it for a while, and then put it away again, he had only advanced by leaps and bounds before, making him feel that he should be stable.

Just as Zhao Fan was about to fall asleep, suddenly, a domineering voice sounded outside, and the entire inn shook three times, almost knocking over the roof, "Martial arts masters or those above the early stage of the Jiedan, all came to the hall on the first floor, immediately, immediately!" ”

Zhao Fan frowned, these words sounded too uncomfortable, he put on his coat and pushed open the door.

At the same time, the doors of the other rooms were opened, and many of the monks of the wasteland looked at each other, completely unaware of what was happening, but their faces were also very gloomy.

In the next moment, the fluctuation of the aura emerged, instantly covering the range of the inn.

It's the early stage of the Yuan Order!

The monks of the Wasteland who stayed in the inn felt like they were stuck in a quagmire, and it became extremely difficult to breathe.

Although Zhao Fan was not affected in any way, he still pretended to be very similar.

"Wait for three breaths, speed down, otherwise, don't blame my city lord's mansion for being unkind."

At the same time as the coercion was lifted, the voice sounded again.

Many of the Wasteland Monks no longer hesitated, and immediately flew down the stairs in panic.

Zhao Fan was mixed in, but he was disdainful in his heart, these years, even the early stage of the Yuan Rank has such a big spectrum, that posture, I don't know and think it is the peak of the Ground Level.

Only two and a half breaths later, there were twenty-seven monks standing in the hall on the first floor, from the late stage of the Divine Realm to the Martial Arts Grandmaster, Zhao Fan seemed inconspicuous at all.

On the chair in front of the counter, a middle-aged man with a knife with angry eyes sat there, followed by ten god realm peaks, all wearing uniform clothes.

The proprietress of the inn said cautiously beside her: "Lord Chen, there is really no murderer you want to catch in my shop." ”

"No, it's not up to you." The middle-aged man with the knife ignored the plump and delicate body in front of him, and his gaze fell on the wasteland monks standing in a row, "All down?" ”

The proprietress smiled and said, "Well, there are only twenty-seven people living today." ”

The middle-aged man with a knife began to examine from left to right.

Soon, he pointed to the fifth youth-like Transformation Realm Martial Venerable and the seventh Immortal Realm with an old face and said, "You two, come with me to the City Lord's Mansion. ”

"This ......"

The young Wuzun asked in a daze, "Big ...... People, I first came to Shenhuo City, and I didn't offend the City Lord's Mansion......"

"I'm not talking to you, or I'm going to die now, the choice is my own."

The middle-aged man with the knife said impatiently and threateningly.

The young Wuzun and the old man of the Holy Realm immediately lowered their heads, and walked forward without daring to resist, and then, at the peak of the Divine Realm under the command of the middle-aged man with a knife, he used the rope magic weapon to bind their hands and upper body to death.

Then the middle-aged man with the knife continued to sweep right, stayed on Zhao Fan for a moment, and said, "And you." ”

"Me?"

Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, then there was no ink, and he stepped forward, he wanted to see what tricks the City Lord's Mansion was doing.

In the end, the middle-aged man with the knife ordered another middle-aged martial artist, and then led his subordinates to escort the four wasteland monks back to their homes.

The rest of the Wasteland monks breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately retreated from the room, deciding to leave this place of right and wrong overnight, in case the other party killed again, wouldn't it be a disaster for nothing?

……

Outside on the street.

"I don't have a leg, hurry up for me!!"

The middle-aged man with the knife shook his hand with a whip, hitting the middle-aged Wuzun who was so frightened that his legs and feet were a little stiff.

The latter directly opened the flesh, revealing the broken white bones, and fell to the ground with a sluggish breath and was ruthlessly dragged away.

If it weren't for the real power of the middle-aged man with the knife, I'm afraid that this whip would have wiped out the opposite square god.

After passing through seven streets, we arrived at a large mansion that stood out from the surrounding buildings, and three words hung on the door, "Castle Lord's Mansion." ”

"Big ...... Your Excellency, I'm good."

The old man of the Holy Realm was just about to open his mouth to ask, but the words began, and a whip fell, and the end was the same as the middle-aged Wuzun, who was dragged out of blood on the ground like a dead dog.

"If you keep your mouth shut and dare to move your tongue without permission, it will be regarded as disobeying the majesty of the City Lord's Mansion." The middle-aged man with the knife said in a cold voice, and ordered his subordinates to put the four desolate realm monks who were arrested overnight into the prison, and said instructively: "This group of suspects, as soon as it dawns tomorrow, they will be taken to the city lord." ”

The prison of the City Lord's Mansion is dark and damp, it looks tattered, but the cage is a hard material, and it is blessed by a magic circle, without the power of the middle of the Yuan Rank, it is impossible to escape from exhaustion.

Zhao Fan leaned on the cold cage pillar and looked sideways at the other three, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

"I don't know." The young Wuzun shook his head and said: "I was arrested here without knowing it, I knew that I wouldn't have come to the Ten Thousand Fire Territory, but now it's good, the seed of true fire hasn't been hunted, maybe even my life will be buried." ”

While recovering from his injuries, the old man of the Holy Realm said weakly: "I'm even more miserable, I heard that the area around Shenhuo City is approaching the new season of fire, so I thought about getting familiar with the environment first. Who knows, the City Lord's Mansion doesn't treat us as human beings, and if he says he will be arrested, he won't even have a reason. ”

The middle-aged Wuzun's consciousness was already so drowsy that he was half-awake, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Okay."

Zhao Fan closed his eyes.

The old man and the young girl Wu Zun of the Holy Realm looked at the mediocre-looking man in surprise, this guy, in terms of strength, is the weakest one among them, but what can be shown is the most calm, they have all fallen to such a point, and they still have the heart to close their eyes and recuperate......

As everyone knows, at this moment, Zhao Fan is releasing his soul perception and quietly enveloping the entire City Lord's Mansion, and he knows everything about it.

The middle-aged man with a knife returned to his mansion, and pointed to the three good-looking maidservants in the lower courtyard with the tip of the knife, "I'm in a good mood today, so I decided to be lucky to you beautiful ants and behave better, you know?" ”

"Yes! Master Chen. ”

The maidservants didn't dare to resist, and obediently followed behind the knife-wielding middle-aged man into the bedroom......