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Chapter 446: The World

If you're not busy, I hope you can read this chapter a little more slowly and see if you can feel what I'm trying to say. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

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Returning to the bustling city of Los Angeles, there are many eyes and ears, Qin Fan knows that the Qin family in Qianjing will not have the courage to do it to himself here, and because he has a good relationship with the Cai family in Los Angeles, the latter should not stand idly by.

He didn't feel the aura of a strong man coming from behind him, so at this time, Qin Fan had slowly slowed down, and walked towards the tall and gorgeous, ancient city with some heaviness in the middle.

Luocheng is named because there is a Yangtze River called Luoshui flowing by the side of the city, and this city is a bit like the Jiangnan water town in Qin Fan's previous life, with a strong poetic and picturesque feeling.

Thinking about it, Qin Fan has been to this ancient city several times, and his impression of this city has always been very good.

It's just that every time he passes through this city, his strength is different. About three years ago, when Qin Fan first passed through the city, he was just a martial artist and was going to participate in a pilgrimage ceremony.

And when he returned from the pilgrimage and passed through the city, he was already an innate martial artist.

After passing through this city for the third time, Qin Fan went to the True Martial Temple to participate in the promotion assessment and enter the True Martial Holy Land, that is, a year ago, when he was already a spirit martial artist.

At that time, maybe Qin Fan himself didn't think about it at all, but only a year had passed, and he had already come out of the True Martial Holy Land, and this time when he passed through Luocheng again, he was already a martial arts powerhouse.

Looking back on the past, his state of mind was subtly touched.

And because he was going to enter the city, Qin Fan tried his best to restrain his aura belonging to Wuzun, because he knew that if he walked into Los Angeles with Wuzun's strength revealed like this, it would definitely set off a shock in the entire city.

Martial Zun, the Martial Honor, just the momentum can make the line chaotic.

Ordinary martial artists, especially those below the congenital level, are difficult to maintain even ordinary mobility in front of Wu Zun. Therefore, it is impossible for a Martial Venerable, especially a Martial Venerable who comes out of the True Martial Holy Land, to walk on the street with a swagger, because that will have a great impact.

This Los Angeles is the Cai family's land, and if it is not a last resort, Qin Fan does not want to cause trouble for them.

And Qin Fan walked into Los Angeles this time, on the one hand, to prevent the strong men of the Qin family in Qianjing from chasing him, so he went to Los Angeles to take refuge for a while; on the other hand, it was to understand the general situation of the Great Qianguo and even the entire Wutian Continent as soon as possible, after all, he had been in the True Martial Holy Land for a year, and he needed to understand what had happened in this year.

Of course, he was entrusted by Cai Xuan, and this trip would also give Cai Xuan a safe life.

Walking slowly, Qin Fan stepped over the tall city gate and stepped into the antique Luocheng. Surrounded by a lively crowd, after a year, looking at this bustling city, walking on the bluestone paved streets, a subtle feeling rose in his heart again.

Although there were many people in the True Martial Holy Land, the feeling to Qin Fan was different.

Now, Qin Fan was standing at the city gate, he looked at the front of him, and the traffic was rushing endlessly. The strength of these people is not high, far inferior to those geniuses in the True Martial Holy Land, and some are even mortals with the strength of martial disciples.

At this time, there were hawkers and traders who were fighting for their livelihoods, travelers and porters who were busy with all kinds of things, domestic servants or women who were worried about food or tea, rice, oil, and salt, and children who were carefree and playing around.

If Qin Fan needed it, with his current five senses, he could even take in the entire long street and stop everyone's conversations in his ears.

A middle-aged man not far from Qin Fan's left, probably only the strength of a fifth-level martial artist, in front of him was a load of fresh vegetables, he was shouting loudly, but between his eyebrows seemed to be preoccupied, Qin Fan glanced at it, and saw a propaganda leaflet of the junior martial arts academy pressed under the burden.

Qin Fan can imagine that this person will have a son who is of school age, who is smart and well-behaved since he was a child, and he likes to practice martial arts and is quite talented, and this middle-aged man hopes that he can enter the primary martial arts academy to learn martial arts and grow up, and one day he can get ahead.

Two women walked in front of Qin Fan, one of them was boastful, Qin Fan could hear that this woman was showing off to the other woman, her husband had become a member of the Luocheng Cai family, a true martial arts family. The other woman responded with an awkward smile, a wine bottle in his basket.

Qin Fan could imagine that this woman's husband was probably unemployed at home now, drinking all day long, but this woman still refused to give up, but she heard another woman talk about her husband, and felt heartache.

On the right side of Qin Fan's front, there was a beggar covered in dirt and tattered clothes, this person's eyes were cloudy, his expression was dull, and he seemed to be very numb, and he wouldn't snort even if someone accidentally stepped on his foot. It can be seen from the exposed skin of this person that there are many scars on this person's body, but they are all wounded by swords, and it has been a long time.

Qin Fan could think that this person might have been an adventurer at one time, wandering on the edge of life and death with a dream in his heart. Until one day, this man encountered a catastrophe, his body became crippled, and he could no longer take risks, and he had no relatives and friends to take care of him, so he could only end up on the streets, begging for a living.

......

These people are busy, sweating like rain, each with their own hearts and different expressions.

Most of these people are not talented in martial arts, and they don't have a noble background, so I'm afraid that they are just like this in their lives, and they are busy and busy.

These people have their own lives, their own lives, different trajectories, and different encounters.

Some of them may have had a dream of martial arts, an expectation of becoming a rich and noble man, and a dream of freedom, but in the end they were bound by various conditions and helpless realities, and even brutal blows, and finally had to work hard for their livelihood.

They are mortals.

But in Qin Fan's eyes, these people seem more real and more human-like.

This is the world.

Stepping into this Los Angeles City, Qin Fan seemed to have returned to the world again.

However, Qin Fan knew that it would be difficult for him to integrate into this world anymore.

He is a little luckier than ordinary people, although he was only born in the Jiupin Zhenwu family, not in the illustrious family of the Yipin Zhenwu family, but he can be regarded as having an environment where he can practice martial arts, and he also has a clever alchemy that others don't have.

He wants to step on the pinnacle of martial arts, he wants to control his own destiny, and he is destined to be no longer ordinary.

And he is now a martial artist, although he hides his aura, but walking in the crowd, everyone will involuntarily and almost instinctively avoid a distance, and he will no longer have the feeling of ordinary people passing by.

The two guards at the city gate felt a little strange when they saw Qin Fan standing in place for a long time, and wanted to walk over and interrogate, but they also didn't get close yet, they were pressed by the momentum that belonged to the Martial Dao Venerable, and finally gave up approaching.

Looking at everything in front of him, all kinds of special feelings came from his heart, Qin Fan's eyes slowly moistened at this moment, because of that very mysterious feeling.

Shedding tears means that he is still alone.

At this time, Qin Fan suddenly remembered the days in his previous life when he was very close to ordinary people, he used to study and go to school with ordinary people, and even work and live, and he also had a few friends who were not deep friends, but could drink and talk.

But now, with the gradual improvement of the martial arts realm, he feels lonely.

Tian Meng, Xue Jun and even Cai Xuan, these people who can be called friends in this life, but as he became a martial artist, Cai Xuan, who was a spirit martial artist, did not have the same ease in front of him, not to mention Tian Meng and Xue Jun, whose martial arts realm was already far from him...... Qin Fan didn't even know how to meet the two of them anymore.

Gu Mo, who can be regarded as a friend of the year, also left him, and Qin Li, who had a tacit understanding of the soul, still stayed in the True Martial Holy Land.

Today, Qin Fan is a real person.

A lonely person.

At this time, Qin Fan took a deep breath and began to move forward slowly.

He could feel that after he became a martial artist, his state of mind had improved again, but this time he couldn't explain the improvement himself, and he didn't know the way, but he had a feeling of confusion.

In front of the middle-aged man who was passing by selling vegetables, Qin Fan quietly glanced at the leaflet of the junior martial arts academy, which had some tears on it. He hesitated, sighed, and ejected a small bag of gold yuan into the load containing vegetables.

It was very fast, but the middle-aged man who was a fifth-level martial apprentice couldn't even see it at all, he just felt a burst of aura that made him feel very oppressive in front of him, and there was a cyan young back.

When passing by the beggar's side, Qin Fan sighed lightly again, and a black elixir fell in front of the beggar's cloudy eyes, and a fine light immediately appeared in the depths of the latter's eyes, and when he got up excitedly, he couldn't even see Qin Fan's back.

After walking for a while, Qin Fan saw an antique building, which was nine stories high, elegant and meticulous, and looked very charming.

There are three words "Mingyue Tower" hanging high above.

"Mingyue Tower, when the moon rises, it is the most worrying. Qin Fan muttered softly, this Mingyue Tower was the place where he met Cai Xuan and Cai Yao's brothers and sisters. Because he experienced the state of mind just now, when he saw this building again, he also had a special feeling in his heart.

After a day's running, seeing that it was getting late, Qin Fan left a unique mark of the Hidden World Adventure Group near the Mingyue Tower, and then planned to go directly upstairs and wait for the contact person of the Hidden World Adventure Group in Los Angeles to come to him.

"Little ...... Qin Fan. ”

But at that moment, a rather familiar call came from behind him.

Qin Fan turned around and saw a girl in a lilac dress, with a pair of dark and agile eyes, looking at him with a somewhat complicated expression at this time.