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Half an hour later, in a no-man's place far away from the port, Ning Feng set foot on the mainland for the first time in the Han Sea. "Top Point Novel,

Real land, not islands and other small places.

Unable to help it, Ning Feng took a deep breath.

Immediately, he looked warily to the heights, to the Iron Throne Palace, which was still conspicuous even at dusk.

"The darker it gets, the brighter it gets, and at night, it's as bright as the moon. ”

"What kind of immortal is this Xia Ju flying up, how does it feel like ......?"

Ning Feng's face couldn't help but show a strange look, he remembered the brilliant lights that every city in his previous life had to light up at night, as if it weren't enough, it wasn't enough to prove its prosperity.

The Iron Throne felt the same way to him.

"How did that come about?"

Ning Feng touched his nose, "The more you try to prove that you have it, the more you really don't have it." ”

"Let's wait until we find out. ”

That being said, unless Ning Feng was in the sea at this time, he was really weak, so he naturally didn't dare to provoke, and he didn't even look at the Iron Throne held high in the air, and quietly walked towards the port that was still brightly lit at night.

The next day, early in the morning, the sun was shining.

Ning Feng strolled through the streets of the port, and there was already a steady stream of people who got up early.

"This is the old iron port. ”

"In the past, it was known for its iron ore specialty, and the quality of the iron ore produced was extremely high. It's long gone. exists as a thriving port. ”

Ning Feng's mind echoed with the information he had gathered. I couldn't help but glance up at the sky, the Iron Throne was still there.

The Iron Throne, the old Iron Port, made it impossible for him not to link the two.

"Don't miss it when you pass by, it's a new overseas shipment that has just arrived. ”

"The delicate and lovely mermaid clan will fade the tail of the fish into a leg after three days out of the water at most, and the tears of sincerity can be condensed into pearls, and there are only three of them. ”

"A fist-sized pearl of gold in the sea. It's a fight. ”

"The past fruit that can store good memories, the past can be passed and not forgotten, and it will be passed on forever. ”

"Strong yak clan, look at this vigorous hair, sexy horns, and those words, can you still miss the lonely person?"

"The source stone of the center of the earth washed out by the volcanic eruption is the material for the creation of the dragon cannon. ”

......

The clamor did not come from the stalls, but from the shops on both sides of the main street of the old iron port.

There were three or two guys in each shop, pouring tea into their mouths. While shouting loudly.

The content of their shouting is Ning Feng to listen and collect information. It was the various throne patterns on the signboards of each shop that caught his attention.

"Including the Iron Throne, there are no less than seven different thrones, and it seems that there are not a few of them who have risen in the Han Sea. ”

Ning Feng had no intention of selling anything.

In fact, all he could sell on his body now was Zeng Fruit, Oven Copper, and Blood Balls condensed from the essence of the Siren.

Either there is a problem with the origin, or it is not suitable for sale at this moment, so Ning Feng can only helplessly be a spectator.

The old iron port can be called prosperous, but like all seaports, it is not very big, and after shopping in one street, it is basically the essence of the essence.

"What about later?"

"Where are you going?"

Ning Feng's brows furrowed unconsciously.

The information has been almost gathered, and I also know that through business activities, I can accumulate enough Heavenly Dao favors to gain power, and then Xia Ju soars, but so what?

Where did Ning Feng come from, step by step, to improve step by step?

He had only been able to stay in the Han Sea for a limited time, and now that the fusion of the two realms was about to be completed, when the time came, he would be forced out of the Han Sea area.

If Seven Nights had any chance, it would be entirely possible to win this battle.

"Headache!"

Ning Feng really felt a headache, one hand kept rubbing the corner of his eyebrows, and he felt that the blood vessels in that place were beating straight, as if they were about to burst.

He thought it was a battle like Yin Yang Town, but it was nothing more than a battle of wits and courage.

Who would have thought that the Han Sea area would be such a special world, and there were too many variables in the contest under such a special power system.

There are so many that they can't calculate the other party, they can only continue to improve themselves, and no one dares to relax until the day when the victory or defeat is clear.

"Trouble~"

Ning Feng sighed, no longer trapped himself in the alley.

What he didn't know was that in the past few days, the Demon Sect had sighed ten times more than he had sighed, and his face was so distressed that his face was about to wrinkle into a winterized orange peel.

"Well, there's a teahouse in front. ”

Ning Feng's eyes lit up, firstly, he was upset, and secondly, was there a better place to collect news than this?

He stepped inside, found a corner, took small sips of cheap and inferior tea, and drank the best spiritual tea.

Ning Feng's mind is naturally not on the tea.

A few pots of tea went down, quite a harvest, and the most important thing was to hear a message:

"What do you say, that you have come to the old iron port, and that you are still open to do business, as long as you pay enough price, you can let them count it once?"

"This is still false, it is said that the leading figures in the city have been there the day before yesterday, and they have blocked the news. ”

"If we go now, we will probably have only leftovers. ”

"Come on, don't complain, people haven't left yet? Go, go together, maybe our chance has arrived. ”

“......”

A group of people walked out in a hurry, and there were only two people left in the originally crowded teahouse in an instant.

One is Ning Feng, and the other is a teenager who looks only thirteen or fourteen years old with soft hair.

"Ah~"

Ning Feng was still groaning, he heard a miserable scream in his ears, turned his head to look, and found that the face of the teahouse shopkeeper was three points more bitter than that of inferior tea.

He was deeply sympathetic. I just asked for one, but I couldn't get one. It's so empty that you can run mice.

Followed by. Ning Feng heard a miserable scream: "You people who killed a thousand knives, you haven't paid yet!!"

"Poof", the soft boy laughed, and then as if he remembered something, he threw down the money, turned around and ran outside.

The shopkeeper was heartbroken and squatted on the ground, wishing to squat to death. My heart is dripping blood, I guess.

He couldn't even calculate how much he had lost, but he felt that his liver was trembling and hurting.

Suddenly—

"Shopkeeper, I settle their accounts. ”

"Brush!"

The shopkeeper looked up sharply and saw Ning Feng smiling gently at him.

After all, he has opened a store in the old iron port for decades, and he still has this bit of eyesight, he jumped up, but he didn't rush to take the money, but hunched over, and asked similarly: "I don't know what this guest officer wants to know?"

Ning Feng smiled with satisfaction and said slowly, "I want to know ......"

......

"That's exactly what happened. ”

"No wonder. ”

After Ning Feng walked out of the teahouse. The previous doubts have been solved, and behind him there is a voice of satisfaction like the teahouse shopkeeper who has survived the catastrophe. Almost moaning.

I listened to those people talking about "counting all the people" in the teahouse before, and I was confused when I heard a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

In that case, with a little money, the shopkeeper was eager to take out what he knew directly from his head, and it was not enough to say it with his mouth.

Ning Feng immediately understood.

The so-called "counting all the people" is not what he thinks, someone's nickname.

It was a group of people, a group of women who were extremely special in the Han Sea.

It is said that a long time ago, among those who ascended to the throne and held up the throne, there was an extremely special being, and that was a woman.

The first female throne ever.

The most remarkable thing about this woman is that she is calculating, she can use the world as a chessboard, and the rest of the thrones are chess pieces, singing all the way, and stepping on all the eyebrows under her feet.

What this queen didn't expect was that those seven-foot men were so narrow-minded that they couldn't stand a woman standing on top of them to and pee, so a big war began.

From commerce to the real battlefield, after a fierce battle, the queen's seat fell, and her throne fell from the sky.

Prior to this, after counting the people who had sheltered her for many years, her ethnic group gradually formed the habit of respecting women, and it was a typical tribe where women respected men and were inferior.

When it was in its prime, it opened the department widely, leading countless heroes to bend their waists and go to trade.

If there is something that can be seen, it will be dragged into the tent in broad daylight, leaving the seed.

After the fall of the Queen's Seat, the "Count the Living" tribe with its throne number as the tribal name was dilapidated and unable to gain a foothold in its original place, only wandering the world and appearing in one place after another.

The tribe has maintained its original custom of female superiority over male inferiority to this day.

The reason for this is not exactly the queen's throne, nor is it the power of tradition, but the strongest point of the tribe, the inheritance of the fortune calculation of the queen's throne, which has never been learned by women.

For many years, counting all the people who have appeared in various places, trading countless things, and using fortune calculations as bargaining chips, I don't know how many people have flocked to it.

Of course, Ning Feng was extremely suspicious, just now when the teahouse was pouring out and almost non-existent, how many people were going to the fortune calculation, and how many people wanted to be valued by the female operators and were pulled in in broad daylight to be the guests of the curtain?

"You can go check it out. ”

Ning Feng was idle, so he grabbed someone casually and inquired, and then went out of the port.

After the mission, he arrived at the place.

Here is an old iron port across the place where he landed, and each side is located in the east and west.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the corners of Ning Feng's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but think, "Could this be the Hanhai version of the gypsy?"

Like, really like.

The circle of wood-enclosed camps outside is not to mention it, the snow-white horses that are as tall as dragons and have wings are not uncommon to see, but the tents on the top are either red, blue, or mixed with various colors, but Ning Feng can't help but think of it.

Ning Feng just watched outside, and didn't go in, and for a while, he couldn't get in.

Outside the camp, there was a group of people surrounded by black pressure.

Ning Feng didn't even need to listen to the complaints of the people who were also waiting next to him, he just glanced at it and took in the situation ahead, and with a turn of his mind, he knew the reason.

There are 18 tents in the camp.

Therefore, only eighteen people were allowed in at a time. The entrant chooses a tent to enter, spends the price, and asks for fortune.

Ning Feng was still a little indispensable, but when he was carefully observing, a sudden change occurred.

"Brush Brush Brush ~~~"

A strange light burst out from one tent after another, and there was a mirage-like feeling in the miser.

No matter how sharp the eyes were, no matter how fast the reaction was, the breath was quickly pumped into the tent, as if there was a gluttony there, and he took a deep breath.

"It's weird!"

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