In the middle of the evening of the second day, Lin Xiaofei and Song Zifeng arrived at Black Rock City with the small caravan.

A black wall, several feet high, stretched like a long curtain, enclosed the small city in the middle, standing in the middle of this desert, and it will not fall for hundreds of years.

A huge stone gate that is more than two feet high is the only entrance and exit to Black Rock City. Black Rock City, like his name and his walls, was dark and chaotic. However, it is also the largest underground black market in Nanling, so many of the people in it are people from some well-known sects.

After Lin Xiaofei and the two entered the city, they separated from the caravan. Song Zifeng glanced back at the two black-clothed guards and said helplessly, "What do you two want, why do you still want to follow us?"

"The two of you laughed, we also stopped by to this Black Rock City. The middle-aged black-clothed guard smiled on his face, "We still have a task to do, we have to go back to regain our sight to the second and third misses, and the two of us will meet again." ”

"Sister Ziqi is here too?" Song Zifeng exclaimed.

The middle-aged black-clothed guard raised his eyebrows, good guy, it really has a good relationship. He cultivated the "Imperial Yuan Divine Fire Technique" of the Shenbo Mansion, and called the second young lady "Sister Ziqi", could it be that this kid is a disciple of the inner family? Immediately, he glanced at the young black-clothed guard, and then the two walked away.

Lin Xiaofei watched the two turn into another street and said, "They seem to recognize your identity." ”

Song Zifeng squinted his eyes and walked towards a restaurant in front of him, "If you recognize it, you can recognize it, anyway, it has been discovered by Sister Zixuan." It's just that I didn't expect Sister Ziqi to come with me, it seems that they are also coming for that broken weapon. ”

He said and squeezed his eyes at Lin Xiaofei and smiled: "Little Heizi, my sister Ziqi is more beautiful, do you want to introduce it to you?"

"You save it!" Lin Xiaofei glanced at him, thinking that his cousin named Song Ziqi was even more powerful than that Song Zixuan.

As soon as the two of them entered the restaurant, they heard someone talking about the auction and the Chaos Weapon that the One-Eyed Dragon had mentioned.

"I heard about you, even the Shenbo Mansion and Qingyang Sect of the Ten Great Sects have rushed to Blackstone City for this chaos weapon. ”

"Is it? Nanling's other top ten sects, the Xuanyue faction, didn't come?"

"The Xuanyue faction's group likes to pretend to be high the most, so they won't come to a place like Black Rock City. ”

Lin Xiaofei and the two found an empty table and ordered some wine and food casually. Then he continued to listen to the discussion at the table next to him.

"Why the hell did they come to Black Rock City? On weekdays, there are very few people from these sects, and even if they do, they are very low-key. It's rare to see such a high-profile appearance as this one. A young man wondered.

"What else can you do in Black Rock City, it's just two things, buying things and selling things. A middle-aged man shook the wine glass in his hand and smiled.

"I know this!" suddenly cried another young man. Everyone else couldn't help but look at him. The young man said, "I have a friend who works in the auction house, and I heard that the auction house will have a very powerful weapon to be auctioned in a few days, and they must have come for this weapon. ”

"Hmph, but how powerful can a broken weapon be?" Suddenly, a somewhat discordant voice sounded in the small restaurant. Although the voice was not loud, it was sonorous and cold.

Everyone followed the sound, and on a small table in the corner of the restaurant, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard was wearing a somewhat shabby gray robe and cape, and a somewhat inconspicuous long sword was placed on the table in front of him.

The middle-aged man picked up the big bowl and poured a large bowl of wine with his head high, as if he felt that everyone was looking at him, he turned his head lightly and glanced at everyone, with a little disdain in his eyes.

One of the people who was talking together just now stood up with a look of anger on his face, and walked straight to the middle-aged man's table. Lifting his right foot and stepping on the bench, he stretched out his head and glared at the middle-aged man and said with a cruel smile: "This uncle, do you know what this place is?"

"Blackstone City. The middle-aged man poured a bowl of wine, glanced at the young man and said casually, and then no longer paid attention to the young man, but raised his head and drank heavily.

"Look for death!"

The young man scolded, took out a dagger with a flickering cold light, held it with his backhand, and waved it at the middle-aged man's neck. The guests in the restaurant all looked at the restaurant with interest.

Just as the dagger swung in front of the middle-aged man's neck, the young man suddenly screamed miserably, and the whole person flew out upside down, directly smashed over several dinner tables, flew out of the gate, and smashed straight on the edge of the opposite side of the street, startling a group of passers-by.

Everyone was stunned, and their eyes followed out, only to see the young man slumped on the street, without movement, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. Turning to look at the middle-aged man again, he was still holding a big wrist in his left hand, drinking with his head held high, and his right hand was still on the table.

"What's going on?" someone exclaimed.

Lin Xiaofei smiled, but he was also slightly startled, the middle-aged man's right fist just now quickly blasted out and retracted, so fast that many people didn't notice. Moreover, Lin Xiaofei estimated that the middle-aged man's power with a wave of his hand was at least twenty horses.

"Fuck, fuck him!"

Two more youths rushed out, each with a short blade. A thinner young man, with a fast foot, ran to the middle-aged man in a blink of an eye. Waving the short blade in his hand, he looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man just finished drinking the wine in the bowl at this time and put the big wrist down. The right palm slammed on the tabletop, and the long sword on the table bounced. He formed a palm in his left hand, slapped the long sword, and the scabbard flew out and struck the young man in the chest.

The young man snorted all his life, and he also flew out upside down, threw himself around the corner of the restaurant on the other side, smashed against the wall, and stopped moving after falling to the ground. Another young man who rushed to him was suddenly stunned, stopped a few steps away, and did not dare to step forward again.

The middle-aged man glared at the young man, poured another large bowl of wine, and poured it down in one gulp. He took out a piece of silver and put it on the table, grabbed the sword, and put it into its scabbard. Without glancing at the other guests, he turned around and walked out of the restaurant. When the middle-aged man walked out of the restaurant, the companion of the two stepped forward to carry the two back.

"I don't know how many cases of this kind of thing happen every day in Black Rock City, and that person didn't kill him just now, it's already light. Song Zifeng took a sip of wine and said.

Lin Xiaofei also retracted his gaze and asked, "The people from your family came to Black Rock City, as well as your two cousins. Aren't you going to go to them?"

"What are you looking for them, I didn't come back for them, I just went back to celebrate my grandmother's birthday. Then I'll go back to the Heavenly Sect. I don't want to have anything to do with them. Song Zifeng said lightly.

Lin Xiaofei glanced at him, and saw that his expression was a little lonely, so he didn't ask any more.

"Hurry up and eat, when it gets dark, let's go out for a walk, the night in Black Rock City is more fun." Song Zifeng returned to his indifferent look, with a smile on his face.

Lin Xiaofei responded with a smile.