Night falls.

Countless lights lit up in the city of Wuliang, one by one, connected into a string, connected into a piece, thousands of lights like the Milky Way.

Crackle!

A string of fried beans came from Luoyang's body, and his spiritual bones changed rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, his height shrank to about 1.7 meters, a head shorter. His facial bones also changed, his chin widened, his forehead widened, and he became a rectangular face.

Yanhu did the same, she also became shorter, her face was no longer handsome, and she looked like a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old.

Luoyang found two sets of clothes from the owner's house, both of which were tattered miners' clothes, one for him and one for Yanhu. After some operation, both of them turned into Tiannu miners with a vegetable, bitter face.

Luoyang left a fairy gold coin and put it next to the pillow of the little boy who fell asleep, which could be regarded as compensation.

[In view of the general environment,

"Han Wu, is this a bone shrinking technique of yours?" Fangzheng is a bit of an afterthought.

Luo Yang nodded: "This is Kurosawa Kasuga-kun's Tiger Bone Alchemy, and the first level of realm is the Bone Reduction Technique. However, the shrinking state will affect the strength, and it is easy to use in some specific situations, but it is not suitable for fighting with others."

Yanhu said, "It doesn't affect me much."

Luo Yang smiled and said, "Of course, you are the White Tiger Spirit, but I am not, the effect of my cultivation of the Tiger Bone Alchemy Technique is not as good as yours."

Yanhu was a little proud.

Fang Zheng took a closer look at Luoyang's face, his eyes were full of kindness: "Han Wu, your face looks like my own son."

Luoyang: "......"

Fang Yuan glanced at her father, and for some reason, a duck egg face flushed slightly.

Luoyang said, "Let's go."

Fang Yuan said, "Senior Brother, slow down, although you and Yanhu have changed their height and appearance, they have been searching for you all the time, and there are many masters of the Infinite Sect, so it is still very dangerous after we go out, do you have any plans?"

Luo Yang muttered, "I believe that whether it is Jiang Hanshuang or Huang Fengqi, the sect leader of the Infinite Sect, they are actually not sure that we are in the Infinite City. Let's find a place to hide first, then Jiang Hanshuang can't stay in the Infinite City all the time, and after she leaves, after the vigilance in the Infinite City is relaxed, we are waiting for the opportunity to get back the Heavenly Pole."

Fang Zheng and Fang Yuan's father and daughter glanced at each other

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Yanhu said, "The Infinite City is so big, but it is difficult for us to find a safe hiding place, I think we should go out of the city first and hide, and wait for Jiang Hanshuang to leave before entering the city."

Luoyang was a little hesitant.

Yanhu's proposal is safer and more secure, but it may also miss the opportunity to get back the skybar. But if you continue to lurk in the Infinite City, it is indeed a very dangerous thing, and it is not a good choice.

Fang Zheng suddenly smiled.

Luo Yang was surprised and said, "Master, what are you laughing at?"

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Don't forget, this Infinite City used to belong to our Han Martial Sect, I have been playing in this kind of city since I was a child, and I am familiar with everything in this city. I know there's a good place to hide, so come with me."

The four of them left the small dilapidated house where Tennu lived, walked through the alley, and returned to the street.

It's night, and there are still a lot of pedestrians on the street. There are Tiannu who are in a hurry and go home from work, and there are some glamorous merchants and tourists. However, most of those well-dressed people are also Tiannu, just a little money, and the quality of life is higher.

This is very similar to the situation in the mortal world of Middle-earth, which is also a leek, and there is also a distinction between migrant workers and white-collar workers.

Crossroads.

Luoyang stopped and glanced at the public notice board on the side of the road, and the reward notice was still posted in the most prominent position in the notice board. The bounty notice painted a portrait of him, and it was quite similar, almost the level of an oil painting.

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, these two characters are in bold black font, which is particularly eye-catching.

Fang Yuan smiled at the corner of her mouth, she also saw those two words.

Someone happened to pass by, stopped for a while, and complained: "The whole city is searching for people, and you can usually go to the lower courtyard at the foot of Baiding Mountain to sell some wine or something, but now you won't let me go, it's all your death, hetui!"

The more the man spoke, the more angry he became, and he spat out a mouthful of phlegm on the bounty notice.

Yanhu's face was full of anger.

Luoyang hurriedly grabbed her wrist and took her away.

The White Tiger Spirit is the most unstable factor in this team, the tiger skin is very expensive, and the temper is also the largest. The spitting behavior of the pedestrian, he thought it was nothing, but the white tiger spirit might rush up and beat the person half to death.

Fang Zheng led the way.

After going around and around, I came to a river.

On both sides of the river, there are many antique buildings with signboards

The lamp, what kind of orchid garden, Xiaoyao Building, happy living, night no return fairy bath building or something, there are still young and beautiful girls standing at the door.

There are also immortals boating in the river, and a wine table is set up on the boat, and the girl sings while drinking. Some have one in their arms and their hands up and down, and some sit on one lap with a girl, and their two hands are not enough.

From time to time, the voice of the girl greeting the guests came from the streets on both sides of the river: "Master Xian, you come to play."

Or the laughter of giggling, which is so joyful and comes from the heart.

The air here is filled with the smell of seafood.

Fang Yuan frowned, her reaction was a little slower, but she could still see what was being sold on this street.

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, and there was a hint of nostalgia in his tone: "This place was the most distinctive place in the whole city during the reign of Han Wuzong, and many immortals lingered."

Luo Yang said tentatively, "Master, are there fairies in those buildings?"

Fang Yuan's brow furrowed even higher.

You thick-eyed junior brother, you still want to go to that kind of place to find a fairy!

Fang Zheng coughed lightly: "Han Wu, what are you thinking, the women in those buildings are all heavenly slaves, and the fairies are not for sale."

Luoyang: "......"

Yanhu said, "Isn't the price negotiated?"

Luoyang suddenly felt that the words of the White Tiger Spirit pierced human nature.

"Follow me." Fang Zheng walked along the river.

A few girls looked at it and found that Luoyang and Yanhu were wearing tattered clothes, their brows suddenly furrowed, and they looked disgusted, and they didn't even say hello.

As we all know, poor ghosts can't afford to eat seafood.

He hadn't gone far, Fang Zheng took the lead and turned into an alley, walked a little longer, and then stopped next to a manhole cover in the corner. He observed the direction he had come, quickly crouched down, lifted the stone manhole cover, and pushed it to the side.

There is an iron ladder on the wall of the well.

"You go down first, and I'll go down last." Fang Zheng said.

Luoyang, Yanhu and Fang Yuan went into the well in turn, and Fang Zheng was the last to come in, holding the manhole cover and putting it back in place.

At the bottom of the well, there is a sewer leading to the river on one side and a sewer that extends in the direction of Mt. Bakudingsan.

Fang Zheng led the way and walked towards the sewer in the direction of Baiding Mountain.