It's very comfortable to get along with Cheng Yi Ruxue.

Although they seem to have an indescribable vicissitudes and a lot of stories, they have a different temperament that makes people want to stay with them and feel at ease.

But the road is your own, and you have to go down alone after all.

As soon as Chen Chengyi raised a horse here, he used this horse to send me to the edge of this plain.

Here there is a hidden path, downward.

"Keep walking, and it won't take you far to find a small station in the dungeon. It's your own behavior, and I can't help you much. However, I can remind you that you can find Boss Zhang, and you can find his shop in any city in the dungeon, so you don't need me to remind you, right? Chen Cheng said to me.

I nodded, the dungeon's wind fluttering my black cloak, and I wanted to say something parting.

In the end, just a fist hug can be regarded as Chen Chengyi's farewell.

The path down is steep, and you can see the traces of manual excavation, but it is very rough and rough because few people are walking.

There is no light here, and I have to rely on the flashlight that Chen Chengyi kindly gave me.

Now I'm dressed in the usual clothes of a dungeon, thick linen and lizard-skin, and of course a black cloak.

The tooth was put up by me, causing such a monstrous event, I'm afraid that there are already a lot of monsters in the entire dungeon who will know me, and this iconic tooth naturally can't be easily exposed.

In addition, I also have a natal array seal on my body, as well as a bag of mahogany coins, which Chen Chengyi gave me.

According to the purchasing power of mahogany, as long as I don't do any extravagant spending in the dungeon, it is enough to support my spending for ten days.

I moved forward silently, this path, to be exact, should be a small hole downward, depressing and dark, walking in such an environment for a long time, ordinary people are only afraid of collapse, and I just numb forward The more I know, the more I feel that the road ahead is so heavy, so heavy that I have no way to fear, fear, depression, hypocrisy, and even no way to think too much about the future, this time I only hope to be able to take away Xinyi smoothly.

As for what happens after taking it away? I didn't think about it!

Most of my feet are very fast, but this cave is also very long, twists and turns, and there are many forks, if it wasn't for Chen Chengyi telling me how to move, I think even if I know some formations, I will be lost in it forever.

Because this is not a formation at all, but is dug according to people's minds, and there is no law to follow at all.

Presumably Chen Chengyi dug this trail out of some considerations? I shook my head, there were so many puzzles on him that I didn't want to speculate on his thoughts.

However, no matter how long the road is, there is an end, and according to my footsteps, it took me almost three hours to get out of this cave, and when I walked out of the cave, the light coming from my eyes made me a little uncomfortable.

I took a deep breath and after two days of rest in a coma, I was back in the dungeon again.

But I was halfway up a small underground hill, and the light before me came from the town under the small mountain.

I glanced at the huge oil lamps in the town, the iconic buildings of each dungeon that represented time, and knew it was an afternoon in the dungeon.

Of course, the small city in front of you is not as majestic and beautiful as Qinglong City, it is just a very small city, but although it is only a small city, it also has its unique place, an underground river passes through the center of the city, and on both sides of the river, it is planted with all kinds of fungi and moss that exude a faint light, and there is a dreamy feeling.

In addition, the oil lamps in various parts of the town are also more chic, and there are no too tall buildings here, at most three floors, which looks like an ancient tribe mixed with a dream.

I patted the dust on my body, put on a mask given to me by Chen Chengyi, pulled up my cloak, and walked down the mountain, so I was in a hurry for some time, and I didn't eat anything in a hurry, but now my stomach is a little hungry.

I was going to go to the town for a rest and then get on the train and leave, but I was still a little confused about where to go, and I had to find a way to find out the news, but I didn't expect to find any news in such a small town, but I remembered a city that Nightxiao had told me about, the Poor Wonder City.

He said that it was a mess there, and if he and I were to wander the rivers and lakes there, he would definitely be able to become a hegemon or something? Is that what you said? I was actually in a bit of a trance, and I only had the impression of Poor Wonder City in my heart, and I couldn't even remember the rest clearly.

At that time, preparing for a battle, but he was bent on repaying Ye Xiao's love, how could he pay attention to what he said?

However, in the end, the love between him and me is something that I can't pay back in my life.

"You're my big brother." I still remember his last words, the heartache made a trace of bitterness well-up in my mouth, I don't want to think too much about the problem of humans and demons, just like the fundamental position is different, so what is there to think about in the relationship between each other? But the fundamental position of the big one is different, what about countless ordinary people and ordinary demons?

In the end, is it to be slaughtered, or is it something else? I have always been determined to let my hands be stained with blood, and I bear all the sin of killing, only wishing for joy and peace in the world, but at this time, I think that the night howl seems to trigger all the accumulated emotions in my heart, but I am a little confused.

With this in mind, I have unconsciously walked into this small city, and the lively shouting in the small town, and the sound of children frolicking full of life, made me wake up from my contemplation in a trance.

This place is not comparable to Qinglong City, even if you come and go on the street, you can see at a glance that most of them are civilians, and as for the very few who seem to be a little arrogant, at most they are the identity of a nobleman.

However, this place makes me feel more interesting than Qinglong City.

The streets are not wide, but clean, full of stalls, selling their own food and handicrafts, just like the most ordinary bazaars in the world.

The dungeon is poor in resources, and naturally this market is not as good as the world above, but the atmosphere of this life is intimate.

The important thing is here, as if the distance between people and demons is not so obvious, or even felt, as if this stall is set by a demon, and the stall next to it is set up by a human, and they can laugh and talk with each other, and even joke with each other.

Here, human children and mixed-race demon children also play together, and no one thinks anyone is strange.

I think it's because the sense of class here is not obvious, everyone is a commoner or quasi-commoner, and the identity and life that they have become accustomed to are common, so where can people still compare who is a human and who is a demon?

It's just that after a short time, I found that I actually like it a little, if I want to destroy it with my own hands, I'm afraid I can't do it, just like those demon children who laugh innocently, who can really bear to do it?

"This big brother, are you going to eat?" Just as I had gone a short distance, a teenager-like human grabbed me.

It was all too common to solicit customers on this street, and when I saw a human teenager, I nodded, and was warmly drawn closer to the restaurant where he worked.

This restaurant is owned by a human, and it sells something chic, a soup pot made of mushrooms and lizard meat.

Seasoning is scarce in the dungeon, but this owner is not stingy, the lizard meat is thinly cut, probably kneaded with salt repeatedly, to remove the earthy smell, and then the meat itself has a salt taste, with the freshness of the mushrooms, it is just right.

And the boss is not stingy in that he is willing to prepare a small plate for the guests, although it is only a small dish of soy sauce, but it tastes unique.

I underestimated this shop, in addition to this, there is also brown rice for sale, but this brown rice is probably the highest grade food, and a small bowl will sell for 2 hardwood coins.

I didn't mind the cost, so I just took off the mask and ate sweetly here.

I don't think anyone in this town knows what I look like as a human being.

The business of the small shop is good, although this kind of food is only a simple treatment, it is already many times better than the common air-dried lizard meat in the dungeon, although the mushrooms are not as good as green vegetables, but it is more or less a vegetarian dish, so it is understandable that the business is good.

I was in the corner, just eating myself, but what the people were talking about caught my attention.

Naturally, what they are talking about is my fight, such a big event, the appearance of the prince, the death of the nobles, and the final battle with the five princes, etc., how can such a big thing be hidden from the public in this dungeon? What's more, on that day, tens of thousands of spectators witnessed this scene in the fighting arena.

Needless to say, outside the arena, there is a large screen that shows everything in the arena, although there is a twenty-minute delay.

Even if you don't play it? Can you stop the mouths of those tens of thousands?

For the discussion of that fight, I originally didn't care too much, people are terrible, just word of mouth, will gradually distort things, especially in the dungeon where communication is not very developed, in their discussion, I have become a mysterious, unknown identity of the ancient demon, to come to the dungeon to seize power, and then the dungeon's hidden 'emperor' came out to stop me.

Then the battle was depicted by these people as if it were a battle of the gods, and as for my image, I am afraid that in their mouths, I am ten meters and eight meters tall.

How could I care about these nonsense, what really aroused my concern was a sentence that these people sighed in the middle of the discussion: "How can Night Howling become a traitor to help a guy who has seized power when he heard that it is from our small town?" ”

"You said that Night Howl that has cultivated into a great demon is from our city?" Someone immediately expressed skepticism.

"How not? His house is in the village near this small city, and I am the one from that village, how can there be anything wrong? The man who was asked was not convinced, his neck stiffened, and he immediately began to retort loudly.