The trading capital is surrounded by a wide city wall on all sides, and a person with a huge sword stands at a distance on the city wall, and the internal trading is more inclined to the private trading market.

In the wide central square, tent stalls are lined up, which are places for personal surplus goods to sell or exchange. The central square stretches like a spider's web, connecting four avenues leading to the city gates, flanked on either side by a forest of shops with a variety of goods.

Mo Wuxian crossed the guards of the Zixuan Sect at the gate of the city, and saw the scene inside, and from time to time there were guards of the Zixuan Sect patrolling, and he couldn't help but sigh, worthy of the title of the trading capital.

There were groups of people in the city, some of them were from the Martial Arts Empire, and some were from other countries. However, most of the people in the shops are people from other countries, and the people who buy things are basically people from the spirit country.

On the avenue, there are many horse-drawn carriages, slowly moving out of the city.

At this moment, Mo Wuxian obviously heard someone talking about Qu Yuan, and even blasphemous words.

His brow furrowed slightly, and he was relieved. Qu Yuan's beauty is overwhelming, almost no one can compare, and it is natural to be noticed by so many people.

Qu Yuan has a gentle temperament and is tolerant and generous. If you didn't know Mo Wuxian before, you would definitely not care. But at this time, she looked at Mo Wuxian from time to time worriedly, and a nameless fire also rose in her heart, these people were really annoying.

Originally, Mo Wuxian was still nervous and didn't dare to hold her hand, but after the parting of life and death, they have almost become one, and holding hands is just a habit. Now, they are in love with each other, and they are like husband and wife, and the relationship between the two is naturally very close.

Mo Wuxian gently squeezed her palm and said, "Don't think too much, let's go to the post station ahead to rest!"

The guys on the ground floor of the post station were shouting, and there were people sitting around drinking and talking loudly.

I entered the station, asked for an upper room, and was ready to eat something!

It's noisy here, Qu Yuan is very unaccustomed to it, in order to accompany Mo Wuxie, she can only sit with him!

Mo Wuxian naturally wouldn't eat and drink here for no reason, and he also knew that Qu Yuan was not used to this meeting, but he wanted to inquire about something.

The post station is naturally a resting place for business tourists, and they have the most news.

Their seats were in the innermost corner, and on the side, there was a group of five big and three thick people. At a glance, you can see that Lu Dao is a native of the Spirit Country.

And the natives of the Spirit Country, unless they travel a long way to come here, they will not enter the post station.

That is, their tribe is at least a hundred miles away from the City of Trade.

"Big brother, do you think our tribe can win the first place this time?"

"Second brother, don't you have a bad brain? The patriarch of our Qiu Jin tribe is already a martial saint cultivator, isn't it easy to win the first place?"

"Second brother, I think what the eldest brother said is good, but, according to the news I have gotten, this time, taking the opportunity of the qualifying competition, the generalissimo of Zhengnan may be selected, and a large-scale battle will be launched against the Martial Arts Empire!"

"You kid be quiet, if we give the secret agents of the Martial Dao Empire a clear understanding, can we still succeed in the raid?"

"Ha Luha, big brother, don't beat me, you see that the sons and daughters of our Spirit Kingdom are invincible, are you still afraid that the show of his martial arts empire will know the way?"

"Fart, any more nonsense, you'll eat under the table!"

"However, I have to admit that the talented merchants of the Martial Arts Empire are really good at doing business, hehe, this time, we will use their materials to attack them, what a cool thing!"

"Hmph, the Martial Arts Empire will collapse!"

Mo Wuxian and Qu Yuan glanced at each other, Qu Yuan showed appreciation, now she understands that Mo Wuxian didn't let the food be delivered to the guest room, there are all kinds of people here, and they will inadvertently get a lot of important information.

When the food came, Mo Wuxian ordered a large table.

However, no matter how much the food here is compared, it can't compare to the dishes of the Duke's Palace, and the so-called good dishes here are at most the appearance of ordinary people in the imperial capital, but they are the topmost dishes here, which is a bit ironic!

Qu Yuan put the chicken leg in Mo Wuxie's bowl and said, "Eat more!"

Mo Wuxian smiled and said: "You also eat more, grow a good body, and give birth to a group of big fat babies in the future!"

Qu Yuan's face turned red, and said: "I'm not a pig, I look at you, like a pig, you eat it, it's really fierce, where did the former nobles go?"

Mo Wuxian was furious for a while, and said: "The aristocratic etiquette is just made to put on a show, covering up the true temperament of people, you see, how refreshing it is to eat and drink like this!"

In fact, Mo Wuxie's eating appearance today is a bit unsightly, the sound of shaving rice makes a crackling sound, and when he speaks, a green vegetable is still outside his mouth, as if he has been hungry for several lifetimes. This is not to blame him, he has been in the Spirit Kingdom for so many days, and he has long been hungry and thirsty for food, at this time, this is an absolute delicacy, and it is no wonder that he is hungry.

Qu Yuan smiled lightly, no matter when, she sat up straight, chewed slowly, and looked at it casually, which made people have the urge to hold it.

At this moment, a person walked in from outside the door, followed by a group of people.

The first to come was a teenager, like a bamboo pole, with a slightly sallow face, and it seemed to be a boy who was overly drunk. The people behind him are all strong thugs, and the highest cultivation is a martial artist. And the teenager, nothing.

As soon as the young man came in, he glanced around, and then stared at Qu Yuan.

Mo Wuxian raised his head and glanced at it, then continued to destroy the dish in front of him.

"Beauty, look at your water and spirit, do you want to be the seventh room of Young Master Ben?"

The young man stared at Qu Yuan, and the evil fire in his eyes was very obvious.

Qu Yuan was just about to get angry, but Mo Wuxian threw a chicken bone out of the way.

The chicken bones shot precisely into the boy's chest, and the boy flew upside down with a scream and fell outside the station.

"I don't know if it's dead or alive, my eyes are white!" Mo Wuxian glanced outside and continued to eat.

Qu Yuan's heart was warm, and the taste of being protected made her enjoy it very much, and said, "He won't die, right?"

Mo Wuxian said: "It's best to die, this kind of person is redundant to live!"

As soon as his words fell, the strong men brought by the young man were stunned and rushed towards him with shouts.

As soon as he slapped the table, the chopsticks in the chopstick cage flew up, and as soon as he raised his hand, the chopsticks flew out of the coffin, and the screams suddenly continued, and the martial artist was a sheep in front of him!

His interest was disturbed, he dropped his chopsticks and walked out of the post station, stepped on the young man's chest, and said with a playful smile: "Tell me, what capital do you have to be so arrogant?"

The young man's eyes were full of stars when he was hit by his chicken bones, and he almost didn't come back in one breath. When he came back, he stepped on him again and almost lost his breath.

"I'm the son of the city lord, get out of here!" the boy panicked, still wondering why his men hadn't come to clean up the bastard.

Mo Wuxian looked at him with interest and asked, "The city lord of the trading capital?"

The young man nodded: "Hurry up and move your stinky feet, maybe I can consider letting you live!"

Mo Wuxian said: "It seems that you still can't tell the difference in the market, forget it, I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill, I'll teach you a lesson!"

After saying that, his foot slammed on the boy's crotch, and the boy screamed like a pig, covering his crotch and rolling! No need to look, he doesn't have to be a man in this life.

His lesson in a good mood is probably even more terrifying than killing a young man, even if he can live in the future, he may not be a faceless person!