It is unlikely that the ban will be lifted in this Hongcheng for a while and a half, so Qin Chuan had to find an inn in the city where the business traveler lived and stayed first.

Hongcheng as the transportation hub of the north of the Qingyang Empire, there are many merchants passing through this city, so the inn business in the city has become prosperous, large and small inns, good and bad, the most famous is a street near the flying boat take-off and landing port, Hongcheng Thirteen Inn.

Qin Chuan searched for a number of ordinary inns, all of which quoted him a high price that was obviously a rip-off.

The ban of Hongcheng, those merchants in the city naturally can't get out, it's good to have a place to stay, I was going to set off, but I was bitter, and I had to continue to find an inn to live.

In less than a day, all the inns in Hongcheng are crowded with merchants, so how can those who still have spare rooms miss such a good opportunity, not all of them are rising prices all over the sky, and slaughtering those merchants who have thousands of dollars in their pockets.

Qin Chuan asked five small inns in a row, three of them were full, and after glancing at him, the shopkeeper of the remaining two opened his palm and asked for five hundred crystal coins.

The other looked at Qin Chuan's clothes, and then waved his hand with disgust, bluntly saying that Qin Chuan looked poor and sour, and he couldn't afford to pay for it and live in their store.

Although Qin Chuan is angry, he is mostly helpless, there is no way, who makes him reluctant to spend hundreds of crystal coins to live in those small inns, isn't this a waste of money.

After some searching, those inns were like this, and in the end, Qin Chuan gritted his teeth and went to the street with the thirteen inns of Hongcheng.

Hongcheng Thirteen Inns, these thirteen top inns are worthy of being the leading inns in Hongcheng, this kind of almost all the city's inns are rising prices, their thirteen are still immovable, facing guests at the original price.

In the thirteen inns, the smallest room costs 1,000 crystals a day, and the best room costs tens of thousands of crystals a day.

Faced with such a high price, Qin Chuan thought to himself that now that he himself has a lot of wealth, he should enjoy it, and finally he chose one of them called Honglai Inn to stay.

Qin Chuan still didn't dare to be too big, and what he wanted was not the best, it was the cheapest room in the Honglai Inn, a thousand crystals a day.

As the thirteen top inns in Hongcheng, the service in Honglai Inn is so thoughtful that there is nothing to say, and even the guests are carefully selected beautiful women.

I have to say that the guest room with a thousand crystal coins is more than a thousand times stronger than those cluttered small inns, and there are three small spaces in just one room, and the pots and flowers are placed in an orderly manner, and even those rare ornaments are a lot, just like the specifications of a small courtyard.

After Qin Chuan stayed at the Honglai Inn, he waited for the ban on Hongcheng to be lifted, so that he could set off from the take-off and landing port of the flying boat and go to the Shanhu Gang in the western part of the Wandao Continent.

The room in Qinchuan is quiet, but this Hongcheng is surging in this day, and the mountain rain is coming.

Since receiving the information sent by Situ Nan through Qin Chuan's hand, the headquarters of the Feihong Legion has entered a state of tension like a battle, not only urgently summoning several commanders of the legion to the headquarters to discuss important matters, but also issuing several military orders from the center of the city, and then the imperial troops in the city began to mobilize.

The ordinary people in the city only saw the comings and goings of the army, and only saw the excitement, but the clear-eyed people saw some signs, and the entire city was invisibly like a big net was cast by the Flying Rainbow Legion, and the big net was naturally cast to catch big fish......

Before nightfall, a small flying boat flew straight from outside Hongcheng and landed at the landing port of the flying boat in the city.

The flying boat is not a special flying boat, but the emblem on the flying boat is not small, but anyone with some experience can recognize that the emblem on the flying boat comes from the Jia family of the Qingyang Empire.

This Jia family ranks second among the families of the Qingyang Empire, second only to the Zhong family, which is rich and rivals, but this Jia family is a family that came out of the military of the Qingyang Empire, and in the eyes of some people, the status is not much better than the Zhong family.

Unfortunately, the caravan that died that day ago was the caravan of the Jia family.

In the headquarters of the Feihong Legion, in the conference hall, the highest general of the Feihong Legion, the commander of the legion, Meng Liang, sat in his place in military uniform.

As the commander of the Feihong Legion, Meng Liang was already a tenth-order cultivator, and if he further ascended to the honorable level, he would be able to compete for the position of the military master above the legion leader.

As the boss of the Feihong Legion and the head snake of Rainbow City in the mouth of this ordinary person, Meng Liang originally didn't pay much attention to the dead people who appeared in the city, and just carried out a lockdown search according to the custom, but now things seem to be a little different from what he expected.

At this time, Meng Liang's face was gloomy, and his hands under the table were clenched tightly, if it weren't for his Qi cultivation skills, I am afraid that he would have already started to act violently at this time.

What made Meng Liang so angry was the three people on the other side of the table in front of him, the three Jia family members who had just come down from the flying boat.

The three Jia family members who came, and the young man sitting opposite Meng Liang only had a third-order cultivation, gray and green brocade clothes, and his face had the fortitude of a man in the army.

And behind the young man stood two people.

One is a rugged man of the sixth order, and a pair of firewood knives are hung on his waist, like a woodcutter in the mountains.

The other was a white-bearded old man, an eighth-order cultivator, his eyes were blazing, and the momentum that was invisibly revealed from that old body made Meng Liang feel that this person could fight even if he touched him, a tenth-order legion leader.

These three people were headed by the boy in brocade, and the man and the old man knew at a glance that they were the guards of the boy.

What made Meng Liang so angry was the boy in brocade.

This brocade boy has a lot of background, he comes from the Jia family, a powerful family with strong military power, and his status in the Jia family is still not low, and he is the youngest in the younger generation of the Jia family.

This time, he came for the Jia family caravan a day ago.

If the son of the Jia family just came to investigate the cause of the death of the Jia family's caravan, then it would be fine, but now he is directly asking Meng Liangxing for the crime.

Meng Liang is in the mood of stepping on shit, if something happened to the caravan of the Jia family in Hongcheng, could it still be done by their Feihong Legion?

But the son on the other side was from the Jia family, and Meng Liang didn't dare to offend, so he had to hold back.

Meng Liang wondered, this small caravan, not transporting any important materials, could actually alarm the son of the Jia family to come in person.