After all, the killing in the front place was too ferocious, and in the entire Nuwa City, it could be regarded as a strong land, and a few Xuan Immortal Realm monks died without a burial, so they couldn't help but be afraid.

And even the wind and the wind are rampant in all directions to read sentences, what can they do with ordinary monks!

According to the memories of those dead monks, Wang Yan found a relatively small number of houses to enter.

Most of those monks have families and even have a large family behind them. However, there are still people who like to be alone, and one of those people who was killed by Wang Yan was there.

As a master of the Xuan Immortal Realm, that human land residence can be described as quite luxurious.

Covering an area of seventy or eighty acres, rockery courtyards, flowing water streams, plants, trees and swimming fish, everything can be imagined almost all the scenery, and even a small waterfall can be seen in the center.

It stands to reason that even if there are no relatives in the earth courtyard, there should be many servants and slaves. But there was nothing in the empty space, not even a few miscellaneous demons.

Enjoy the rare loneliness in the center of the bustling city, and in the endless loneliness and the back of the prosperous beings.

That kind of psychopathic thought Wang Yan couldn't understand, so he didn't have any intention of reasoning with the other party.

Walking in the vast courtyard, Wang Yan walked around casually and found a room to enter.

Wang Yandi's whereabouts have been watched, and he has no intention of hiding. But just before entering the courtyard, a few drops of blood seeped into the dirt from the soles of his feet, and he silently escaped into the depths.

After entering the room, Wang Yan did not come out again, and the surrounding people were also waiting quietly.

Soon night fell, and most of the city of Nuwa fell silent. But in the most central part of the city, it has not fallen silent, but has become more lively.

No matter how powerful a monk is, he is still a human being, unless he is too inactive like Lao Jun, or he is as ruthless as Wang Yan, or he is also a powerful person.

If you are a person, you will have greed, anger, love, and hatred, and places like wine shops and song houses will naturally exist. As for other strange organizations such as killers, they are not so easy to find.

"Flowers all over the building. What a vulgar name! ”

In front of the only Qinglou in Nuwa City, a man with an ordinary face, ordinary clothes, ordinary cultivation, and even an ordinary man who could no longer be ordinary stood in front of the door, looking at which gilt characters were hanging high above his head and silently complained.

"Count, vulgarity is vulgarity, it's better than those 'selling holes' on the earth."

Muttering quietly, the man stepped into the Huamanlou.

It's getting late, and it's time to go out and have fun.

Although many monks have become unimaginably powerful to mortals, it is a good choice to relax there after the battle.

If you have been immersed in killing, you will sooner or later become crazy, and you will lose your fighting spirit if you are obsessed with the wind and the moon.

However, most of the monks here are more sensible, and they only come there to have fun in Russia and Japan, and they don't take it too seriously.

It must be ruthless, and the drama is meaningless. Although the monks are also ruthless and unjust, the high-sounding excuses are easy to find.

A group of really cold-blooded and cruel people, but it shows that the price of selling meat is ruthless and unjust, and there is no greater irony in the world than this.

"Little Er, bring out all your best wine!"

Dressed as an ordinary young man, Wang Yan just walked into Huamanlou when he heard a shout coming from the side, turned his head and found that it was a young man with a handsome appearance and a compelling demeanor, exuding the atmosphere of a local tyrant around his body.

"That brother is a bit of a face!"

Turning his head to Wang Yan to say a word, the very handsome young man turned his attention to the dancing singer in front of him.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Seeing that the handsome young man was saying hello and ignoring him, Wang Yan chuckled and didn't care.

For those who like to look for flowers and willows, chanting poetry and having fun, Huamanlou is definitely a good place. There are not only human women, but also many aliens.

The delicate fox people, the cold snake people, and the cute rabbit demons can satisfy the vast majority of monks.

Even in some places with extremely heavy tastes, there are pig-headed people and minotaurs to deal with it.

Hua Manlou can take care of almost all the monks' hobbies, but it doesn't work very well for Wang Yan.

Breaking off love, breaking the shackles, the so-called beautiful and handsome guys have nothing to do with meat and bones in his eyes, but one can move and the other can't move.

opened his mouth to call for a few pots of wine and asked for two side dishes, Wang Yan watched the performance on stage while eating and drinking.

I have to say that those interracial women are indeed very flavorful. Whether it is a charming fox girl, a cold and arrogant snake girl, or a petite and cute rabbit demon, there is a feeling that human women can't match. As for those bull-headed people and pig-headed people, Wang Yan thought that he really couldn't appreciate it, so he didn't comment much.

People come and go in the building, and there are all kinds of people.

In addition to the extremely handsome young man who greeted him just now, there were also many who looked fierce and vicious.

However, most people just glanced at it casually and stopped paying attention, after all, in that place where humans and aliens mixed together, anything strange could be seen.

Perhaps it is because after the Great War in ancient times, human beings occupied the mainstream of countless worlds, so that many foreign monks also began to change according to the image of human beings. However, it is not excluded that some are more stubborn, and they still retain the characteristics of their own tribe.

The fox's tail, the rabbit's ears! Those are all okay to say, but the centipede demon with hundreds of slender arms on his body is a little difficult for Wang Yan to understand.

But fortunately, the monks there are accustomed to it, even if the customers are ugly, the women who are professionally spenders are still smiling.

After sitting in Huamanlou for more than two hours, Wang Yan drank dozens of pots of wine and ate hundreds of catties of meat, and finally inquired about the situation in Nuwa City.

I also got some news through soul searching, but forcibly searching souls will cause damage to the soul, and the other party's resistance will also make the damage bigger.

In other words, it is very timely, and with Wang Yandi's character, he can know that things are about the same. However, that time Wang Yan was different from before, because he had a hunch that something very serious would happen in that Prison God Land in the near future.

Therefore, in order to prevent being too passive, and to find a way back for himself, Wang Yan came to the Huamanlou to inquire about the news.

Of course, with Wang Yan's cautious personality, there is not that clone, and there is also a mediocre-looking young man drinking in the restaurant not far away. However, compared to the Fengyue place like Huamanlou, the restaurant closed early.

Squatting in several places until it was almost dawn, Wang Yan combined the information from the soul search place to almost figure out what was going on.

The situation in the middle of Nuwa City is not complicated, except for the monks who belong to the astrologer, it is the wind tribe.