Zhongrong City.

The central land of the Land of Order, the central capital.

When Mochen was in Sinhu Village, he had heard about the richest and most prosperous city in the Land of Order.

It is said that this city is a million miles longitudinal and horizontal, the city walls are all cast by white jade, the colorful buildings are high and inserted into the clouds, the cars and horses are like dragons, the crowds are like the sea, there are hundreds of millions of people in the city alone hawkers and envoys, everyone sneezes, and the big river has to break the embankment.

Before today, he had also imagined many pictures of Zhongrong City according to the opinions of various people: the city is full of smoke willows, the autumn acacia on the sandwich road, the eaves and tiles, the golden splendor, the horses and incense cars crisscross the streets, and the beautiful women are like clouds and the red sleeves of the buildings are displayed......

But all imagination is not as shocking as seeing it with your own eyes.

Mo Chen jumped on the spot with the Holy Blood Guard and his party, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already not far from the gate of Zhongrong City.

When he followed the Holy Blood Guards, rode his horse into the huge city gate, and watched the Suzaku Gate Street, which was nearly a thousand feet wide, reach the majestic palace pavilion hundreds of miles away.

Look at the thousands of ingenious high-rise buildings standing majestically, and the curved eaves shine golden under the blue sky.

I also watched countless people and carriages shuttling through the snow-filled streets and wide roads......

He was suddenly struck by electricity, his breath stagnant, and his heart stopped.

Zhongrong City!

These three words shook in his heart, and in an instant he was so excited, ecstatic, shocked, and melancholy......

He finally came to Zhongrong City, the capital city that haunted his dreams, and entrusted him with all the magnificent dreams of his childhood.

Is his life destined to change the moment he steps into the city gate?

He didn't know.

But he was convinced.

"Don't look at it, let's go. The tear-mole woman shook his hand and smiled.

Mo Chen woke up like a dream: "Sister Zhiqiao, is this Zhongrong City?"

He was still a little foggy, and the whole person seemed to be in disbelief, in this short period of less than a day, he had experienced two major turns, which made his thinking unacceptable for a while.

"Of course. The tear mole woman laughed.

From the previous conversation between Mo Chen and her, I learned that this woman's surname is Emperor and her name is Zhiqiao.

Although I don't know how old this woman is, the cultivation that can enter the Holy Blood Guard is definitely not low, and the age of cultivation to this realm is definitely not small, but under Di Zhiqiao's 'strong request', Mo Chen still calls her Sister Zhiqiao.

"Good...... What a magnificent giant city. Mo Chen was a little incredulous, and after holding it for a long time, he only thought of the word magnificent.

Standing in the city, sitting on a horse, Mo Chen looked at it and found that in Zhongrong City, there were a large number of floating islands scattered in the sky in the distance, and the land below had flat land, mountains, rivers, lakes, mountains and flowing water, and everything in the city.

He walked slowly on the main road, surrounded by rows of shops, a sea of people, and a noisy and deafening noise of buying and selling.

He rode a horse, followed everyone through the streets and alleys, and watched the scenery and people along the way, everything was fresh, and the things were curious, but fortunately, Di Zhi was clever and gentle, and answered the questions asked by Mo Chen one by one.

"Buzz ......"

Just as everyone was riding their horses and slowly moving towards the edge of the avenue, a buzzing sound suddenly attracted Mo Chen's attention.

"Mo family boy. The Holy Blood Guard in front of the ink dust smiled and said, "You have to hold on, be careful not to fall off the horse." ”

"Huh?" Before Mo Chen understood what he meant, the surrounding hawkers hurriedly took out their own rings and stuffed their goods into it.

"Thor is here! watch out for the candles!" a hawker kindly called out in a corner of the street.

"Buzz ......"

There was another humming, but this time it was louder, as if it was ...... Right by the side?

A strange thought flashed through Ink Dust, as if a humming sound was coming from not far away.

But before he could think about it, suddenly a thunderclap sounded outside the city!

The clouds in the distance seemed to be suddenly pulled apart by a huge force, and in the rumbling sound, a bronze giant foot with hundreds of people hugging each other was like an extraterrestrial meteorite falling, directly hitting the clouds and stepping on it.

"Boom!"

The strong shock, spread in circles, like a violent wind, swept by, and the street vendors hugged their heads and kept their center of gravity as low as possible.

Mo Chen could not have expected this change, but fortunately, he reacted quickly, hugged the horse's neck at the moment, and almost fell off the horse.

"Yu Yu!"

Mochen was scared half to death, but the horses were already commonplace, with a low roar and saliva flicking, as if they were laughing at Mochen.

"What's that!?" Mo Chen hugged the horse's neck tightly and refused to let go, turning his head to Di Zhiqiao in horror and asked.

But before Di Zhiqiao could reply, another buzzing sound resounded through the world.

"Buzz ......"

The earth shook again, the wind swept again, and some unnoticed vegetable leaves and waste paper were swept into the air, followed by another bronze giant foot.

Mo Chen looked more closely, and it turned out that the humming sound was coming from this bronze giant foot.

To be precise, it comes from this bronze giant foot!

But the entire giant foot above the knee has sunk into the clouds, blurry, and can't see through it at all.

With such a huge body, this bronze giant was slowly moving forward, towards the distant mountain forest area, one by one.

When the bronze people walked away, the surrounding shops and vendors reopened, putting goods on display, shouting and shouting, and the whole street returned to the previous lively scene.

Only then did Mo Chen relax and slowly straighten up.

"What's that......?" he asked again, the horror on his face unabated.

"That's Thor!" Di Zhi covered her mouth and chuckled when she saw Mo Chen's this, as did the Holy Blood Guards in front of her.

But there was no contempt in their smiles, no one would laugh at Mochen's surprised appearance, everyone present, when they first saw Thor's style, they were all like this ink dust.

"In addition to the direct forces, the emperor family is also divided into six veins, do you know which six veins?" asked Di Zhi Qiaorourou.

"Yan Long, Si You, Tianxuan, Bai Min, Black Tooth...... And there are even. "I've seen all this ink dust in books.

"That's right, then do you know what these six veins are doing?" Di Zhiqiao restrained her smile, but the corners of her mouth were still curved.

"I don't know. Mochen scratched the back of his head.

"It doesn't matter. Di Zhiqiao asked the horse to walk faster and keep up with the pace in front, and then she waved her hand: "Among the six veins of the imperial family, Yan Long is a close confidant of the imperial family, belongs to the forbidden army, and the number is the most rare.

The other five veins, Si Yousi is in charge of punishment and spying, Tianxuan is in charge of the Fu Seal Formation, Bai Min is in charge of alchemy and alchemy, and Black Tooth is in charge of forging and smelting.

As for the last one, it is the master's skill.

And the 'Thunder God' you just saw was forged by the culmination of the combination of heaven and earth, even in the land of order, with the resources of the emperor's family, it was only possible to create four statues. ”

"Those four are all called Thor, how can you tell which one is which?" Mo Chen was a little curious.

"Of course not. Di Zhi smiled skillfully, "Thunder God is the title of the pinnacle of mechanical arts, each of these four statues is different in form, the one you just saw is called 'Shenrui', and it will regularly patrol the entire eastern part of the land of order, in order to calm the night." ”

When Di Zhiqiao said this, everyone had already dismounted and came to the gate of a large compound.

The courtyard gate of the compound is wide open, and you can see the laser covering the area inside, full of green velvet grass, and the sycamore trees are scattered, surrounding the small courtyards with white walls and green tiles that are separated.

Mo Chen followed and dismounted, and suddenly a yin wind blew out, and a young girl with a pale face and red eyes slowly showed her face from the right side of the courtyard gate and looked at the rugged man.

"Lord Guangyeol...... You're back......" The girl spoke softly and weakly, with a strange tone that could cry at any moment, and her body was thin and tight, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

"This is new, you take him to arrange a place, and by the way, tell him about the things to pay attention to here. "It turns out that this rugged man's name is Emperor Guanglie, and he belongs to the leader of this group of people, and he can be regarded as a decent person among the Holy Blood Guards.

"Okay. The girl replied weakly, and the others walked in all directions of the courtyard.

"My name is Ink Dust. The girl slowly walked towards Mo Chen, as if she was a little timid, and Mo Chen opened her mouth directly.

"You can call me a ghost. The girl was a little bad at words, and after saying this, she motioned for Mochen to follow.

"Good. Mochen answered, strode into the courtyard, and walked through the grass into the inner courtyard.

"Bang. ”

Suddenly, Mochen seemed to hear something.

He turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and saw that on the right side of the courtyard, there was a rock shaped like a rockery, and the inside of the rock was hollow, like a tent, and a woman in a white dress was standing straight outside the tent, holding a blood-stained axe in both hands.

The woman's head was wrapped in a white cloth, and she couldn't see her facial features or hair, so she stood straight and quiet in the cave.

She seemed to be able to see the inkdust, and her face moved slightly as he moved.

Mo Chen noticed that there was also a basin placed next to the woman, and the edge of the basin seemed to have red blood stains.

"That's ...... Weak sister, according to seniority, you should also call her senior......" The ghost said in a low voice.

"Hmm. Mo Chen was stunned by the weak look, and immediately looked away.

He continued to follow the turtle for a while, and then he became bold and looked back at the woman again.

From afar, the woman could be seen still looking at him, motionless.

Obviously, her head was tightly covered by a white cloth, and it was difficult to even breathe, let alone sight, but Mo Chen just felt that the other party was still looking at him.

"The weak sister likes newcomers very much...... She has a good temper...... If you see a newcomer practicing martial arts...... She will take the initiative to point out......," the ghost said in a low voice.

"Really......" Mo Chen was speechless for a moment, he was afraid that his head would be cut off by this senior's axe.

It's called weak.,It doesn't look weak at all.,A murderer-like senior.。

This was Mo Chen's first impression of this weakness.

"Ghost, are you also a Holy Blood Guard?" Mo Chen was a little flustered when he saw it, and he happened to have not yet arrived in the courtyard where he lived, so he wanted to divert his attention and chat with Ghost.

"It's not. "The ghost's words are still very few.

"Then you usually live in this compound?"

"Hmmm......"

The two were silent again.

But Mo Chen felt straightforwardly that no one would speak when the two of them walked together, and this silent atmosphere was really uncomfortable, and the ghost must have thought the same way.

So he desperately remembered the topic.

"Is the breakfast, lunch and dinner provided here every day? Is the food at noon delicious? What do you usually eat?"

What to eat at noon and what to eat at night. This is the area where the three views of every mortal collide most intensely.

Mochen was a little complacent, he was very satisfied with the questions he asked, and felt that he was great.

"I'll just eat some fruit...... It's okay if you don't eat......" The ghost only picked one last question to answer.

The girl wants to lose weight.

Mo Chen came to a conclusion bluntly.

"And where are you from?"

Hometown is often the softest place in every wanderer's heart.

The ghost child was born fair, even a little pale, and was obviously born in an area with short daylight hours, although I don't know where it is, but it is definitely not Zhongrong City.

Mochen gave full play to his potential for awkward conversations, and felt that his question was perfect, and he was very confident.

"Down. The ghost said lightly.

"Down, where is it, down there?" Mo Chen didn't understand.

The ghost glanced at him: "There is a senior burial cultivator in the courtyard who pulled me up from below, and the weak sister is the same." ”

"......" Mochen was speechless, goosebumps rose all over his body, and his steps were no longer steady.

I couldn't understand that I was talking to a ghost......

"It's here. At this time, the devil was jujudo.

She was very caring, and also arranged a separate courtyard for Mo Chen, which was in the innermost area of the courtyard, very quiet, and you could see the towering Qianling Pagoda outside from the window.

Qianling Pagoda is a 66-storey exquisite tower, and it is also one of the most towering buildings in the entire Zhongrong City.

There are a lot of white bells hanging on it, and when the wind blows, it will make a crisp and pleasant jingle bell, which is a special design for the residents of each shop to observe the weather.

"Remember not to leave your own courtyard after dark, in case you encounter danger...... I can only hold out until dawn...... Someone will come to your rescue. The ghost tried his best to squeeze out a smile, but in Mo Chen's eyes, there was no trace of tenderness.

"Understood. Mochen nodded, but he didn't understand it at all.

He couldn't understand who would dare to make trouble at night on the territory of the Holy Blood Guard.

"And ...... Wait a minute, you go to the side courtyard to choose a weapon, there are still many open exercise cheats, formations, talismans, pills, smelting, and all kinds of skill books are also there...... If you have nothing to do, you can rummage through it, and at the usual pace, you'll be on your first mission in a few days. ”

After the ghost was introduced, he turned around and walked slowly into the distance.

"No, ghost, you haven't told me where the courtyard is. Mo Chen hurriedly asked.

"If you go west, the most ornate attic is whichever is the most ornate. The ghost didn't look back, and replied lightly.

Mo Chen looked at her and found that the way she walked was really strange, not walking step by step, but floating like a translation, without ups and downs.

Without thinking about it, he walked into the courtyard.

The courtyard is paved with pebbles, a unique path is lined up, and there are flowers and trees on the wall, which makes the whole courtyard full of vitality.

The courtyard is not big, and I walked a few steps forward to the door of the main house, which was empty.

The ink dust pushed the door directly, and the tables, chairs, bookcases, and wardrobes inside were all made of mahogany, and the carving was delicate, so that the whole room was filled with a pleasant wood aroma.

Seeing such a house for the first time, the young man couldn't hide his joy, and rolled back and forth on the big bed.

But as soon as the initial joy passed, he began to think about it again.

What is Daddy's identity?

This question came to his mind, but he couldn't figure it out.

After going around for a long time, he had no choice but to stop there.

But he can be sure of one thing: Daddy will definitely not harm him.

......

In the following time, after resting for a while, he walked towards the side courtyard as the ghost said.

It is not difficult to find a side hospital.

Or it's exactly the same as what the ghost said.

Gorgeous very, extremely eye-catching.

There was an attic, with only one floor, but it was three feet six feet high, with railings made of agate and beams made of pearls.

The plaque in front of the door is engraved with three big characters "Divine Soldier Pavilion", just then the iron painting, charming like a silver hook, at a glance you will know that it comes from the hand of the master.

The appearance of this building alone shocked Mo Chen.

When you walk into the attic, the first thing that catches your eye is a sword hanging on the wall on the right.

The sword is one foot and four inches long, the style is simple, the seal is engraved with auspicious dragon patterns, and there is a faint rippling sky on the blade, and the bursts of murderous aura turn into a cool chill, which comes through the air. The handle of the knife is engraved with two big characters "Cold Dragon".

The sword on the side, the sword is two feet long and two inches wide, shorter than the ordinary long sword, the sword body is as bright as white jade, the cold light is pressing, the blade is like frost and snow, and the brilliance of the store complements each other. On the hilt of the sword, there are two seals of "Ming Xue".

Just the Cold Dragon Treasure Sword and Mingxue Divine Sword at this door were dizzy for a while, and they were really worthy of the three big characters of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

The attic was silent, only a divine weapon bloomed, and the atmosphere in the attic was overwhelming.

Unconsciously, Mo Chen was even a little cautious when he walked, for fear of making some noise.

"Boy, who are you?"

Suddenly, a frightened voice almost exclaimed, he followed the sound to see a thin, dry, unkempt old man, sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding a small porcelain bowl in his hand, inhaling and eating noodles.

Although the pickled old man stared at the ink dust, he actually put all his energy on his pot of noodles, and he was sweating profusely.

"Boy Mochen, I've seen my predecessors. Mo Chen nodded in agreement, but his mind and vision have always been good, and he soon saw the problem again.

Although this old man is thin and small, his mouth opens and closes very much when he eats noodles, and normally, according to his way of eating, I am afraid that it will not take a few bites to swallow the noodles in the bowl clean.

But the bowl of noodles was always full, and no matter how fast he ate it, he never lacked it.