The morning sun pours on the blue-gray bricks, and the houses are nestled in a huge city.

Although it was only eight or nine o'clock, there were already many pedestrians on the street.

It's just that they are all dressed in very classical costumes.

Because this is a town in the middle of the wilderness.

And, it's sitting on top of a huge island!

On the street, a handsome young man took a girl's hand and walked slowly.

The young man is handsome and kind, while the girl is gentle and elegant.

Moreover, the girl always secretly looked up at the young man, but she bowed her head shyly and smiled slightly.

This smile is full of happiness......

They are Yang Jian and Wen Yan!

It was the third day since they arrived in the wilderness.

After all...... Yesterday there was a little bit of a situation, and Fumihiko couldn't walk normally at that time.

Therefore, Yang Jian and Wen Yan rested on the island for a day, and today they found the largest harbor city nearby!

The towns in the flood are very similar to the ancient towns, and they have an ancient charm.

And there are actually not many cultivators here.

"Young Master, where are we going?"

Wen Yan gently grabbed Yang Qian's arm and pressed his upper body against his arm.

After that night, between Yang Jian and Wen Yan, a lot of intimate actions were unlocked.

Although Yang Jian is Wen Yan's master, he doesn't care that Wen Yan is always pestering him.

After all, everyone in the world has a love for beauty, and Wen Yan's appearance is so good, Yang Jian really likes it.

What's more, their current relationship is not ordinary.

"Where are you going? I don't know......"

Yang Jian pursed his lips, took out some copper plates from the space ring, and threw them on a nearby fruit stand.

Then, he took four or five oranges from the stall and walked away with Wen Yan.

As for the owner of the stall, he was smiling and bowing slightly to Yang Qian's back.

Moreover, he also wanted Yang Jian to thank him, and kept saying "Thank you, son".

Because, the copper plates that Yang Jian threw over were enough for him to earn a day's income.

These copper plates were exchanged by Yang Jian from a nearby bank.

And what was exchanged was the silver tael found from the space ring of the Deadwood Immortal and his disciples.

Yesterday, Yang Jian didn't do anything all day, except for taking care of Wen Yan, he was studying the magic weapons of the Dead Wood Immortals.

Among those magic weapons, there is no shortage of six-grade immortal weapons!

But the majority, it's still a sub-artifact.

However, in the space ring of the Deadwood Immortal and his disciples, there were still quite a few evil weapons!

However, for Yang Qian, what he can't bear the most is these evil weapons.

Although the power of the evil weapon is very strong, it can also be acquired to improve the rank.

However, if you want to raise the level of the evil weapon, you need the soul of the cultivator or other human things!

Therefore, although Yang Qian's personality has become a little weird and evil, his conscience still exists.

Therefore, he decided to find an auction house and auction off these evil weapons.

Evil weapons cannot be banned, so Yang Jian doesn't need to be too high, after all, after selling it, he can still get a lot of economy.

"Master, do you want to ask where there is an auction house here?"

Wen Yan rubbed his face against Yang Qian's arm and took the orange petal that Yang Jian had sent to his mouth into his mouth.

And Yang Jian smiled slightly, and he also ate an orange petal.

In the midst of the flood, the climate is suitable, and even the fruits grow particularly sweet.

Especially the coconut water I drank yesterday, in Yang Qian's opinion, even if it is from the East China Sea Island, it can't be compared.

"No, it's almost all ordinary mortals, and this is just an ordinary town, and no one knows where there will be an auction house. ”

Yang Jian frowned and sighed.

Because, they are now in a place called the Land of the Sea, a small country on the sea, in a corner of peace, and there are very few cultivators.

Therefore, now Yang Jian has a chic idea in his heart.

"Let's visit the palace and ransack it!"

Yang Jian smiled slightly and gently scratched Wen Yan's face.

"Hmm, master, are you serious?"

Hearing Yang Qian's words, Wen Yan was directly taken aback.

After living in the East China Sea for such a long time, Fumihiko has developed a sense of hierarchy in his heart.

After all, all the sea clans in the East China Sea absolutely respect and obey the East China Sea Dragon Palace.

As soon as he heard that the master was going to ransack the palace, he was directly taken aback.

"Huh, what's wrong?"

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled slightly.

He had nothing to fear, because as far as he knew, although this country was not small, it was relatively remote, so even there were very few cultivators.

If you reach the middle level of the Heavenly Soldier, then you will become a well-known figure in the town.

As for the Heavenly General Realm, even in the early stage, it will become the guard leader of every big family or royal family!

Therefore, Yang Jian speculated that this country, even if there is a strong person in the middle of the Heavenly General, will not be too much, let alone very strong!

Because as soon as there are few cultivators, the high-level cultivators will lose the opportunity to fight, which will also reduce their combat strength.

Therefore, Yang Jian is now fearless, after all, he has also mastered the dragon introduction technique!

"Master, then how do we get to the capital of the Sea Country?"

Wen Yan tidied up his bangs and raised his head to look at Yang Qian's eyes.

"Look, there's the Mercenary Association over there, go there and pick up a mission to the capital, don't we have a guide?"

Yang Jian pouted his head and pointed to the tall building in the distance with his left hand.

There is a wine flag hanging outside the building, but it is embroidered with the ancient Chinese character "dart".

"Hmm!"

Wen Yan nodded, followed Yang Qian's side, and walked towards the mercenary dart bureau.

In less than a minute, Yang Jian and Wen Yan walked outside the dart game, but they were intercepted by two strong men.

"You guys, are you going to issue a mission? Go over there!"

One of the strong men blocked Yang Qian's way, pointed to the courtyard on the right side of the dart board, and motioned for him to go there.

"Take the task!"

Yang Jian stretched out his left hand and gently skimmed the strong man's ribs.

"Ahh

The strong man cried out in pain and fell to his knees.

The other strong man was scared out of a cold sweat.

He wasn't stupid, he was able to injure his companion so easily, it was obvious that the young man in front of him was a cultivator.

"Please...... Please come in!"

The strong man, who was still standing, nervously dodged to make way for Yang Qian, and retreated into the house, whispering a word to a fellow.

"This son ......"

The strong man smiled slightly, but Yang Jian tilted his head tiredly.

"Get out of the way, and call your master here!"

Yang Jian let out a loud shout, slightly mixed with a little dragon power, and released the energy fluctuations of the middle stage of the Heavenly General in a high-profile manner!

Yang Jian didn't want to talk nonsense, so he showed his strength, but he had a very serious move, and the strong man who was knocked down by him before gradually stood up and walked to an inconspicuous place in the room.

In the backyard, a middle-aged man who was drinking tea was so frightened that he dropped the teacup after hearing the loud cheers from the front hall.

"The middle of the day!"

The middle-aged man quickly got up and ran out of the room.

He is also a cultivator, and he is also the second strongest existence in this city, but he has only just reached the realm of a heavenly general.

Moreover, he is the head of this dart game!

Now that there is a strong man in the middle of the Heavenly General in the front hall, he is naturally not calm.

But when he ran to the back of the front hall and saw Yang Qian, who was not yet twenty years old, he was even more shocked.