Chapter 171: The Lonely City of Mobei

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Tang Tiannan also looked at Qin Xin quietly, a trace of bitterness crossed the corners of his mouth, he knew that after today, the incense between the Tang family and the Qin family was completely light.

"Qin Heng, you have reversed black and white, it is really a bit excessive, and you must be punished heavily!"

Qin Xin sighed in a low voice, and then said these surprising words.

Some ignorant young officials, their whole faces froze, but some of the older officials sighed leisurely, they had experienced Tang Tiannan's arrogant and domineering years, what was it to cut off a finger of the vassal king, and it was not unheard of to put a knife on the neck of another vassal king.

Qin Heng opened his mouth to speak, but Qin Xin had already waved his hand to make him retreat. Not only Qin Heng, but in fact, Qin Heng's wave of his hand was to wave away all the courtiers.

There is only one person left, Yun Qin's only king with a different surname, Tang Tiannan.

"Tiannan, I often come to Shuntian for a walk when I have time, we brothers haven't drunk for a long time. ā€

Qin Xin said softly.

Tang Tiannan smiled and said, "If you buy Xinfeng wine again, I'm afraid it's not like it, juvenile tour." ā€

Qin Xin laughed, rolled his eyes and said, "How come you have also learned some sour sentences?"

Tang Tiannan was silent.

Qin Xin just told him to drink again when he was free, not today, this prevarication is already obvious, this incense is really gone.

After being silent for a long time, Tang Tiannan and Qin Xin turned around and said nothing.

......

After reading the letter in his hand, Tang Feng's face was a little moved, Tang Tiannan restrained his temper for a long time, but he didn't expect that because of him, he would be angry again.

Tang Tiannan secretly did a lot of things for him, although he didn't say it, his heart was clear.

Song Binghe still looks sloppy and acts in an eclectic manner, maybe this is what he calls great freedom.

Suddenly, his eyes froze.

Tang Feng looked at Song Binghe, but at the end was an extremely majestic city.

Lonely city in Mobei.

This is the city of the martial saint Gu Xizhou, a hundred years ago, Gu Xizhou defeated the sword god and achieved invincible prestige, and then he came to this city that was still part of the territory of Yunqin at that time.

Moreover, this martial saint didn't say a word, and directly covered the entire city with one palm, directly wiping out the living beings in the city, as for the reason, no one knows.

It's just that since then, all kinds of speculation about Gu Xizhou's identity have not stopped, and the human race is faintly hostile to Gu Xizhou because of this.

"Senior, do you know Gu Xizhou's identity and origin?" Tang Feng asked.

Song Binghe retracted his gaze and shook his head, "This Martial Saint was born a hundred years ago, and defeated the Sword God in the first battle, no one knows who he really is, and even what race he is. ā€

"Forty years ago, I actually didn't really enter that lonely city at all, and I was forced to retreat by fingerprints just when I approached the city gate, and I didn't see the true face of the martial saint. ā€

As he spoke, a look of amazement appeared on Song Binghe's face, and he was somewhat regretful about it.

Hearing this, Tang Feng didn't ask any more, but just took a deep look at the tall and magnificent city.

The rolling yellow sand obscured it, and the city revealed an extremely desolate atmosphere, really like the name of the city, only lonely.

"Huh, that's?"

Tang Feng's pupils shrank, and he actually saw a figure, just standing on the city wall, wrapped in the wind and sand, and his clothes were swaying wildly.

Song Binghe was also surprised, was that the Martial Saint Gu Xizhou?

At this moment, the figure moved, and pointed in the direction of Tang Feng.

This finger was ordinary, only a simple fingerprint flew towards Tang Feng's eyebrows.

Song Binghe frowned, he made a move to stop it, but the fingerprint passed directly through his body and was imprinted on Tang Feng's eyebrows.

Airplanes.

Tang Feng only felt that a yellow bell was ringing in his mind, making him dizzy for a while.

Immediately after, he felt that the spiritual power in his body was flowing rapidly, which was being refined, which was more violent and direct than the Falling Heart Flame.

Thundered.

That fingerprint was like a catalyst, completely stimulating the volcano in Tang Feng's body, and the potential gushed out in an instant, and the shackles of cultivation began to loosen.

Tang Feng was surprised, he had only broken through to the ninth rank of the Soul Realm not long ago, and he shouldn't have broken through so soon.

"Doh. ā€

Song Binghe scolded and let out a sound that shook Tang Feng's body, and the potential volcano finally quieted down, and his cultivation was no longer growing uncontrollably.

"This is a dream empty flower, and it won't do you any good to improve your cultivation like this. ā€

Song Binghe explained.

Tang Feng nodded, that fingerprint was too terrifying.

He looked at the lonely city of Mobei again, but the original figure disappeared, leaving only the yellow sand rolling, and a blood-colored remnant sun was silent.

"This Fingerprint ......"

Song Binghe frowned, Tang Feng still had a mark on his eyebrows, but it was the size of a grain of rice, but there was an inexplicable rhyme circulating.

"I can't get rid of it. ā€

He shook his head, this mark is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, if it is forcibly eradicated, it will damage Tang Feng's foundation, which is equivalent to cutting off Tang Feng's future.

Tang Feng touched his eyebrows, that mark was quiet now, but he had a feeling of unease, it was like a time bomb that would explode at any time.

"Martial Saint...... Is it because of the crossing of the river and the sword marks of the knocking in the sky?"

Tang Feng was puzzled, he didn't know Wu Shengsu, this carriage just went around from a distance, and he didn't commit Gu Xizhou's taboo.

Song Binghe's brows furrowed, and he shook his fingers again and again, doing his best to impose a ban on that mark.

"When I send you back to the desolate wilderness, I will go to Mobei Lonely City again. ā€

"Of course, not to find a solution to this sigil for you, just to try again. ā€

Hearing Song Binghe's added words, Tang Feng smiled helplessly.

Bypassing the lonely city of Mobei, and driving north for three days, you will arrive at the territory of the demon clan.

"Your Royal Highness, there is Golden Crow City ahead. ā€

Lu Yunran, the holy daughter of the demon clan, said that the Golden Crow City is a great force of the demon clan, and the city lord is a golden crow with blood and ancestors, and has the power to burn the sky and boil the sea.

Tang Feng frowned slightly, when the Lianghuang Iron Horse pacified the chaos of the demon clan, the Jinwu clan was very radical and threatened to slaughter the desolate wilderness with blood, but in the end it was the demon emperor who stopped it.

"That old golden crow is still alive?"

Lu Yunran tapped her head.

Tang Feng smiled, at the beginning, this old golden crow relied on his own force, and he was almost about to rebel against the rule of the Demon Emperor.

If it weren't for that, Golden Crow City wouldn't be located on the border of the demon clan.

"Let's go into town. ā€

Lu Yunran revealed his identity and was not blocked, and the group easily entered Jinwu City.

In the city, a young man in a golden dress was smiling and greeting Lu Yunran and Dai Yu.

"Brother Jin, long time no see. ā€

Dai Yu greeted Jin Xingkong warmly, this is the grandson that the old Jin Crow loves very much, his talent is very high, and now he is the fifth grade of the soul realm.

Tang Feng felt the breath on Jin Xingkong's body, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, there was some familiarity.