Mixed Yuan City is a thousand-year-old city with the largest land area in the territory of the Western Spirit Domain.

It has a long history and many families.

Even today, in terms of scale alone, it is worth ten Wanyue Cities.

"I'm exhausted."

Chu Hao stuck out his tongue tiredly.

In the blink of an eye, you can already see the towering walls on the horizon.

From his point of view.

That side is like a pillar that supports the sky, holding up the horizon.

The closer I got to Mixed Yuan City, I met more monks passing by.

When passing by, pedestrians will look at Chu Hao with strange eyes.

This kid is a complete anomaly.

Except for the private parts, the upper and lower bodies are naked.

I'm afraid it's not appropriate to enter Mixed Yuan City like this.

"It would be nice if the Pony King was here."

Somehow, Chu Hao missed this Lai Pima a little.

If it's there, why worry about not having a piece of clothing to wear?

Even if you rob it, you have to grab it.

Chu Hao paced back and forth.

Suddenly, I saw the green trees on the left, and the vegetation exuded a blurry brilliance.

Seeing this, Chu Hao's melancholy turned into joy.

"It's the Lingyang Tree!"

It's a good thing.

Chu Hao's eyes lit up greedily and licked his tongue

He was going to pick the leaves of the Lingyang tree and stick them to himself.

The excess exposed flesh is covered with bark, which is very suitable!

In the blink of an eye, I thought it was a swordsman in armor!

"Hehe, God help me." Chu Hao said with a smile.

Sou!

Chu Hao shot out like an arrow, and with a slight jump, he jumped onto the Lingyang Tree.

Lingyang tree, with large leaves and deep roots, dense vegetation.

The thin branches hang down plantain-like leaves.

After the person jumped to the top, the entire Lingyang Tree trembled.

The blades were crumbling, and Chu Hao's movements were numb.

This good guy is a veteran at first glance.

Divide five by two and pick a few banana leaves.

He pulled the bark from the roots.

With a little tinkering, a bark coat was formed.

"This dress is comfortable to wear, it turns out that the purpose of making clothes is not to keep warm, but to cover shame!" Chu Hao is serious.

In terms of comprehension, no one can compare to Chu Hao.

Because he always understands something strange.

With clothes and pants, Chu Hao had the courage to enter Mixed Yuan City.

Close to the city, you can sigh at the majesty of the mixed yuan city.

Layers of finely carved jade palace towers, a brilliant hall......

Attic Yuyu is everywhere, located in the city, as part of the Mixed Yuan City.

"This city is too tall!"

Not far from the city, Chu Hao really saw what a "city" is.

Wanyue City and Mixed Yuan City cannot be compared.

The two are not on the same level!

I'm afraid that in this Mixed Yuan City, there are no mortals, all of them are monks.

Chu Hao guessed.

He saw rows of vendors outside the city.

Cheers and shouts followed.

There are still a lot of individual visitors outside the city.

Before entering the city, Chu Hao felt the lively atmosphere that he had not seen for a long time.

Raising the thought, he drew nearer.

Drain your own breath, put your hands behind your back, and make a leisurely posture.

It seems that the handsome boy who amuses the idea of red dust is free and easy.

That's it...... It's a bit out of taste.

I don't know, I thought it was a primitive man who ran out of the deep mountains and old forests.

"Mix, Yuan, City."

Compared with the shouting on both sides, Chu Hao's attention was more focused on the door plaque outside the city.

These three large characters are inlaid with gold edges.

The font is faintly cold, thickened and bold, as if it contains a strange power.

Standing in place as soon as he approached, Chu Hao smelled a profound and simple aura.

It's all revealed by the door plaque, and it's hard to know if it's still a treasure.

"Little Daoyou...... Little Friends ......"

"Hey, hey, hey! Little Daoyou, I'm calling you! ”

"Huh?"

Chu Hao turned around, looking a little surprised.

This unfamiliar one is in a daze, why do people still take the initiative to greet themselves?

Chu Hao couldn't figure it out, but he still replied.

"If you want to buy a baby, no, the old man's things here are all treasures!"

The speaker was an old man dressed in a Taoist robe.

He claimed to be a Xuantong veteran, and when he spoke, he raised the corners of his mouth, revealing two rows of big yellow teeth, and the one who laughed was called an obscene.

Chu Hao was stunned for a moment.

Why are these old teeth so yellow!

"Baby?"

Speaking of this, our eldest prince Chu has come to the spirit.

Nothing is more important than a baby.

Gradually, Chu Hao is a little bit towards the king of horses.

At least when it comes to urine, they're all the way.

Xuantong Lao Dao sank his throat, pretended to be solemn, and said: "Shh, don't be loud, the treasure of the old man, only sell you alone, this is your fate with the poor Dao!" "Xuantong Lao Dao tried to fool.

"Fate...... Fate? And this kind of statement? Chu Hao said, and walked to the miscellaneous shop on Xuantong Old Road.

His eyes swept over and over again, scanning the stall repeatedly.

After a few minutes, I didn't see any "treasures".

"Ahem, I don't know what type of baby the little Taoist friend wants?"

Xuantong Lao Dao further tempted Chu Hao.

Chu Hao looked at the old Taoist again, this old Taoist priest was not a serious person at first glance, but he still said with a half-believing attitude: "I want treasures like swords, guns, swords, and halberds." ”

"Haha! Little Daoyou, you can find the right person, poor Dao was born to collect swords, guns, swords, halberds, this is the fate of you and me! "Xuantong Lao Tao repeatedly emphasized the word fate.

This old Taoist priest can be described as the rebirth of an old fox.

After speaking, he smiled abruptly.

The flamboyant almost exposed the identity of the liar.

Chu Hao obviously didn't believe in this guy, but his face was full of doubts, and said, "Such a coincidence? ”

"Yes, Nuo, this is a halberd from ancient times, and it is the instrument of the powerful and powerful of the demon clan...... It's fifty spirit stones! ”

Zheng!

Xuantong Lao Dao took out a purple halberd from the storage bag.

"Fifty bucks? Ancient times? No way?! So cheap? Chu Hao was stunned, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground.

There is no good thing when it is cheap, and there is no good thing about it.

Since he was a child, Chu Hao has known this truth.

Even an ordinary halberd costs a hundred spirit stones.

This is worth fifty dollars in ancient times?

What about this fool here?

Based on what Chu Hao saw, this Xuantong Lao Dao must be a liar, and he can deceive as much as he wants.

"Yes, this is the fate of you and me!" The old way of Xuantong is still in the next set.

It's called a person who can't bear it, and his face is full of expressions of pain and love.

"Can you let me try it?" Chu Hao thought for a moment and decided to touch it.

"Yes." Xuantong agreed very happily.

Zheng!

Chu Hao pinched the purple halberd in his hand, and the moment he raised it, his brows couldn't help frowning.

It's just that this weapon is so light, as light as a hair.

I almost didn't lift myself up.

Many people say that a good weapon is worth a thousand pounds.

Obviously, this euphorbia is a fake! It's worse than a fake!