The gates of the Six Poles City were no longer as open as before, and the dense dark clouds in the sky shrouded the entire city like a pair of invisible hands, making it always permeate the place with an unpleasant feeling of suffocation.

Danshui Creek is the only living water in Liuji City, and this small river feeds millions of people in the city.

Passing through the Anmin District and stepping across the Wanghan Bridge, Gu Hai took the small hand and pulled the demon children who were rescued from Liang Ren's hands to the commercial area.

This area is the largest trading market in Liuji City, where you are treated equally regardless of your noble status or large family business.

For Gu Hai, who was born in the Blood Song Clan, the world he saw in Six Pole City was completely like two worlds from the place where he lived.

The old man squatting on the ground smoking a dry cigarette on the corner of the street lazily swallowed the clouds and spitted out the fog, and the sugar gourd target set up next to him was not sold.

The shopkeeper of the teahouse next door crossed his arms and poked his head into the sky, complaining that God's weather had changed too quickly, making business cold. At the same time, he looked at the prodigal son who was sitting on the ground opposite with envy and selling all kinds of cultivation weapons, and secretly thought that if it was back then......

In short, in this special area of the commercial area, money is a veritable "uncle", here, as long as you have money and spirit stones, there is nothing you can't buy here, anything you have never heard of.

Qian Wantong's real name is Qian Shun, because it has been spread for many years and the grassroots level of various sects and the support of the people, this middle-aged man is well-known in the commercial bank area.

Big bald head, big smoking gun, jade pearl belt belt, big gold chain small ingots, treasure bag with fairy treasure!

This ballad sings about Qian Wantong's image and family business.

Rich!

But the richer people are, the more they care about ethereal things!

For example, the method of immortal immortality!

Qian Wantong is self-made, has no wife and no children, and when he is middle-aged, he just wants to find a fun thing to squander the rest of his life!

So I found a route and asked around about the story of the immortal cultivation world.

Big things can't be known, and small things are often strange!

Just when Qian Wantong was eating flower cakes, smoking a cigarette gun, and sitting comfortably in a rocking chair, a young servant walked in outside the door, lying on his ear and muttering a few words!

"Master, there's an accident in the restaurant, I heard that someone eats overlord meal!"

Qian Wantong's squinted eyes instantly became round, good guy, although he Qian Wantong can't spell spells in Liuji City, he is indeed a veritable earth emperor, just spending millions of spirit stones to recruit dozens of immortal cultivators as guards, and he is supported by folk gangs!

Who is so bold to dare to spread wild in his land!

There was anger in his heart, but Qian Wantong raised his eyebrows, and he was happy again!

He was going to send someone to beat the person who ate the overlord's meal half to death, but he suddenly wanted to meet this person!

With a puff of smoke rings, Qian Wantong stood up, and behind his back his hands motioned for the servant to lead the way.

The young servant naturally knew what the master meant, nodded and invited Qian Wantong to go down to the attic and walk towards the restaurant!

But as soon as this money Wantong entered his own teahouse, he heard the sound of smashing and scolding!

Looking along the door, I saw a group of idle guests sitting on the side, drinking wine, looking at the shopkeeper who was scolding the evil customers with a gloating expression!

"What's the matter? I didn't see the guests all mad at you minions!"

Qian Wantong's voice was not loud, but he could lead the shopkeeper who was blushing at this time to stop his voice!

The little second brother looked back and saw that it was his own big shopkeeper, and suddenly his arrogance became even more arrogant, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the big and small ones standing aside, one person and one demon and said: "The owner!

Qian Wantong looked in the direction of Xiao Er's fingers, and saw a sturdy man with a wolf demon child who was still chewing beef slices in his mouth!

This man is naturally Gu Hai, and the wolf demon is Bai Zexi, the demon child he saved!

Gu Hai had a dark face, he had never heard of anything about giving money for food in the Blood Song War Clan, and more importantly, he didn't have money at all!

Seeing the bald man who was sued by the second brother, he knew that it was the other party's steward, and said in a deep voice: "Yamano Takeo, I don't know about gold and silver, I owe you three taels of silver today, and he will pay it back ten times in the future!"

Before Qian Wantong could speak, the second brother laughed angrily: "How many days is he? Just your unclothed appearance, and you still say that you will be paid back ten times? It's really ridiculous! If you can't give the money today, you can leave one hand!"

Gu Hai frowned, he really didn't know when he would be able to return to the Blood Song Battle Clan, but he was asked correctly when he was quick to speak!

How many days is his day?

After pondering for a long time, Gu Hai said, "Is there a heavenly punishment army in the city?"

The little second brother laughed: "What's the matter? After eating the overlord meal, you still plan to surrender yourself......?"

"Stop, stop!" Qian Wantong interrupted the words of the little second brother, looked at Gu Hai with a smile and asked, "The little brother is a heavenly punishment soldier?"

Gu Hai nodded, and said frankly: "The Heavenly Punishment Legion is subordinate to the regiment, the Blood Song Battle Regiment Gu Hai!"

As Gu Hai's voice fell, the guests in the entire restaurant first let out a series of exclamations, and then burst into laughter!

"You're poor and crazy, aren't you! The name of the Blood Song Demon Soldier dares to be on his head, who will believe it!"

"That's it, that's it, the soldiers of the Blood Song Clan will never leave the snow region for half a step, you are now standing in Six Pole City and saying that you are a member of the Blood Song Clan, who will believe it!"

A series of ridicules came, and no one believed Gu Hai's words!

There are even people who don't understand and ask around, what is the Blood Song Battle Band?

Gu Hai's face was gloomy, he didn't care about what others were telling him, but he cared extremely about the reputation of the Blood Song Battle Clan!

The angry Gu Hai took the person next to him in his hand and roared, "Who do you say is the demon soldier?"

The man who was suddenly lifted in the air by Gu Hai was terrified, and let out a miserable scream: "What are you doing!

Gu Hai still didn't give up: "Who do you say is the demon soldier?"

Qian Wantong saw that Gu Hai's smiling eyes suddenly disappeared when he suddenly attacked others, and said coldly: "Little brother is very skilled, whether it is a mountain field martial artist or a blood song warrior, it's just that you eat and drink for nothing and want to hurt my Yiyuan's guest, isn't it a bit too much!"

Gu Hai snorted coldly: "It's just thirty taels of silver, I will do what I say, as long as there is a heavenly punishment camp in the city, I can give it to you immediately, but this guy just said that my blood song righteous warrior is a demon soldier, what kind of heart does An?"

Just when the Yiyuan Restaurant was busy about this matter, a group of people walked in outside the door.

"Oh, the person who hurt my entourage turned out to be a divine cultivator!

The noisy crowd instantly turned quiet in this soft sound, and it was extremely weird for a while!

I don't know who took the lead and shouted out Yan Nan Gongzi first! Immediately, a group of people respectfully bowed to the man in white who had just entered the gate.

"Young Master Yannan!