After eating and drinking, He Zhiyuan stood outside the cave gate where he had been staying for more than three months, looking at the reckless primeval jungle, and let out a long sigh. Then he opened his arms and cried out in a very melancholy tone, "Ah! farewell, my forest!"

It's like a poet.

Mo Yan on the side rolled her eyes vigorously, if she knew the vocabulary of the modern earth, she would definitely say to He Zhiyuan: "Don't pretend to be forced, what a ** silk is a petty bourgeoisie......"

But He Zhiyuan's ability to pretend to be forced has also ended here, he originally wanted to recite a long poem to express his sorrows, but after he finished the first sentence of "Ah", his face was red and his neck was thick, and he couldn't hold back the second sentence.

“...... Let's go. In the end, He Zhiyuan hung his head very dejectedly and walked towards the jungle stupidly, cutting off the idea of being a poet.

Mo Yan jumped on He Zhiyuan's back with two "poof, poof" twice, shook her big fluffy tail and patted He Zhiyuan's head for comfort.

The two officially hit the road, leaving the Chiling Jungle where they had stayed for more than three months, and heading towards the unpredictable Chifeng City.

On this day, the weather was quite cool.

The refreshing morning breeze echoed in the jungle, bringing the fragrance of earth, grass and trees, He Zhiyuan took a deep breath of the unique breath of the Chiling jungle, and his face was pleasant.

He's in a good mood.

He had already figured it out last night, and going to Chifeng City was not necessarily a bad choice. The best way to cultivate is not necessarily to work behind closed doors, and danger is not necessarily a bad thing. At least, a very important reason why He Zhiyuan was able to comprehend the secret method was that he had activated the violent state of the Beamon bloodline in the crisis.

Therefore, going to Chifeng City may not be an opportunity.

What's more, after drifting in the universe for hundreds of years and staying in the primeval jungle for a few months, He Zhiyuan felt that it was time for him to go to a city inhabited by humans to be grounded.

"Anyway, I don't know how to go to Chifeng City, Master, you should always know the way from there, right?" After walking for a long time, He Zhiyuan suddenly realized an important question, and turned back to ask Mo Yan.

Little Lori's face turned red, her face bulged into a small bun, and she exhaled angrily: "I know, I won't say it!"

He Zhiyuan patted his head suddenly and muttered: "I'm really stupid, if this little girl knew the way, she would have run home by herself......"

"What should I do......" He Zhiyuan had a little headache, and he was stunned and thought about it for a while, but he didn't come up with a way. For a moment, he even wanted to take out the flying feather sentry that Zuponsa had given him, and if those Kruger natives found out that He Zhiyuan had wasted such a precious thing just to find a guide, they would definitely take back their "savage favor......

Fortunately, in the end, He Zhiyuan finally thought of a way before Mo Yan's face exploded.

The path of the Red Ridge Jungle is very complicated, in fact, such a huge primeval jungle can be said to have no such thing as a "path", even if a human adventurer enters the jungle and leaves a trace, it will soon be annihilated.

Fortunately, a week ago, the Yu family's phoenix-billed beast legion's squad had come in, and the movement of the army was still relatively large. He Zhiyuan mobilized all the remaining self-detonation worker bees to take turns to go forward to investigate, and finally relied on the traces left by the phoenix-billed beast army to walk in the right direction.

Relying on the detection of worker bees, coupled with the incredible speed of the two in the jungle, they traveled quite quickly and smoothly all the way, without encountering any danger.

When the sun began to turn westward and the morning sun turned into sunset, He Zhiyuan and Mo Yan finally left the Chiling jungle and saw the towering city walls of Chifeng City from a distance.

Both of them were in good spirits, and the fatigue all over their bodies was gone, after all, it was better to be able to rush to Chifeng City before dark than to sleep in the wilderness.

Half an hour later, the two of them successfully entered Chifeng City.

Of course, as a person with a case, He Zhiyuan consciously disguised himself. The pretending is not too clever, but He Zhiyuan thinks that they are just here to inquire about the news of the Thunder Emperor and Xiao Luo, and they will not stay in Chifeng City for too long, and they don't need too clever makeup.

If he used the power of the mother emperor, He Zhiyuan could completely change the appearance of his face and turn himself into another person. But if he really did this, he would have to consume the energy of the mother emperor at all times to maintain this disguise, which was a relatively extravagant behavior, and He Zhiyuan would naturally not consider such a plan.

Looking at the peculiar style buildings and bustling crowds in this city, He Zhiyuan muttered to himself: "Master has finally returned to human society...... This is Chifeng City?"

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Chifeng City, the border town of the Red Banner Empire.

The vast expanse of the Red Ridge jungle provides the city with a vibrant life. The monsters and other resources in the jungle make Chifeng City a gathering place for mercenaries and adventurers, and this jungle borders the territory of as many as five countries, and the five kingdoms provide a lot of business opportunities with the help of the Chiling Jungle, which naturally makes a large number of merchants gather in Chifeng City.

Mercenaries, adventurers, merchants. These three are not fuel-efficient lamps, and the large number of these people has not only spawned a large number of taverns, inns, weapon shops, and brothels, but also filled Chifeng City with disputes, conflicts, and transactions all day long.

It's a vibrant place, but it's also full of violence, it's full of opportunities and it's full of dangers. Three teachings and nine streams, all-encompassing. Those who like this place call it "Dreamer's Paradise", while those who don't like this place call it "Dirty City".

At dusk, it is not the most lively time in Chifeng City. But in the eyes of He Zhiyuan, who has just finished his savage career, this is already lively enough and interesting enough.

He followed behind Mo Yan who was hurrying, shuttling through all kinds of people and buildings, seizing all the time and gaps, greedily admiring everything he could see.

Those buildings full of exotic atmosphere, those people who are full of life.

Hanging in the weapon shop, the plate armor that He Zhiyuan had only seen in movies before, the helmet that could only expose the eyes and nostrils, the one-person-tall battle axe, the strange-shaped flail, the hook and other strange weapons. and the dwarf standing at the door of the shop, only half a man tall, but with his beard hanging down to the instep, holding a hammer and beating the metal, and his voice was high and thick.

Those roadside taverns made purely of wood, with a crack in the wooden door, reveal the aroma of wine, meat, men's cheers and women's coquettish laughter, which evoke infinite reverie.

There are also the Beastmaster shops that sell potions, powders, and strange things. A Warcraft store that sells various Warcraft products such as clothes, hanging accessories, etc. There is also a prostitute village full of red sleeves and red sleeves......

Although most of these people were dressed in a somewhat shabby way along the way, and the buildings facing the street were low, few of them were more than three storeys, and it was clear that most of the people living in the city were not wealthy, but the vigor was enough to rival that of the big cities on the modern planet.

If it weren't for the fact that he had something to do, He Zhiyuan felt that he could have walked around the city all day with great interest.

"It's here!" Just when He Zhiyuan was looking left and right, and was looking happily, he heard Mo Yan's voice sounding very disappointingly.

He Zhiyuan sighed unsatisfactorily, cleaned up his mood, and looked at the place Mo Yan was pointing to.

The Thunder Dragon will be at the helm of Chifeng City.