"A somersault, a hundred and eighty thousand miles, wow, this speed is worthy of being on the list of artifacts throughout the ages."
When you look up at the sky, you may find a dazzling red light flashing across the horizon.
No need to Think about it, this person is Chen Feng.
The Ghost Bone Wing looks very special.
It is made up of white bones.
Surrounded by Chen Feng's blood-colored death aura, it looks particularly coquettish.
When Chen Feng stopped, the ghost bone wings turned into a pair of wings and were imprinted on Chen Feng's back, as if they were integrated with him.
"I really don't know where this artifact came from in the Southern Dynasty.
It's so powerful."
After flying for a day, Chen Feng was tired of playing games, so he stopped in a town and kept mumbling to himself, talking about the Nether Bone Wing.
How awesome.
This town is probably a few years old, and it exudes a smell of decay, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of life; the streets are not bustling, but they are not shabby either, but they are very neat and clean, and the population is not very dense. of exuberance.
The name of this town is also very meaningful, it is called Sin City.
When people hear this name, their first impression is that it is a place full of sin and a mixed bag of good and bad, but the result is exactly not like this.
I don’t know who got this name and whether he has any level of skill.
Sin City, Sin City, at least there are people who do evil things.
Looking at the peaceful and kind faces of the pedestrians on the street, it doesn’t make sense at all.
"Sir, please come inside," Chen Feng walked towards an inn.
He was hungry after flying for a day.
He wanted to have a good meal and a good night's sleep.
Let's go on the road tomorrow.
According to Youguyi's speed, the day after tomorrow You can reach the Nan tribe.
The inn has two floors.
The first floor is for guests to eat, and the second floor is for guests to sleep.
The building is made of wood.
It seems to be old and I don't know if it will collapse.
Anyway, it feels a bit unsafe.
The inn seemed a bit empty, maybe because there were not many people there.
When Chen Feng came in, the waiter greeted him enthusiastically.
"What would you like to eat, sir?
We have braised bacon and steamed carp here."
"Here's a plate of peanuts and a bottle of wine, that's about it," Chen Feng said to the waiter.
As soon as he said this, the waiter showed contempt on his face and walked away helplessly.
This attitude has changed too quickly, right?
To be honest, Chen Feng also wants to eat better, but the only way to get in and out of the mainland is spirit coins.
Without money, he can do nothing.
He can only live in caves and eat game or weeds.
Chen Feng, who was sitting on the stool, waited for a long time.
The waiter brought a plate of shabby peanuts and a bottle of wine and placed it on Chen Feng's table.
When he walked away, he did not forget to look at Chen Feng with disdain.
One glance; Chen Feng smiled helplessly, really wanting to give him a big mouthful.
While eating peanuts, Chen Feng took out the map from the Nading; this map was drawn by Nangong Aotian, and mapped out the approximate location of the Nan tribe.
"Sui City?"
Chen Feng looked at the map for a long time.
The look on his face became more and more surprised.
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He searched for a long time on the map, but why couldn't he find it?
"Don't tell me that I flew to the wrong place."
Chen Feng suddenly felt a little confused.
How could this happen?
He was flying in this direction.
He couldn't be wrong.
"No, I have to find someone to ask."
Chen Feng looked around.
In this inn, apart from Chen Feng, there were only the shopkeeper and the waiter.
By the way, there was an old man in the corner.
The old man had white hair and a long beard hanging on his chin.
He was also wearing a white robe.
There was a black wooden crutch on the table.
At this moment, the old man in sixties squinted and held the stick in his hand.
He slowly brought the wine glass to his mouth and took a gentle sip.
In this way, it looks like he has never drank alcohol.
"Why does this old man look so wretched?"
Chen Feng held the wine glass and looked at the sixty-year-old man with contempt.
"Waiter, come here," Chen Feng greeted the waiter at the door.
When the waiter heard Chen Feng's voice, he slowly turned his head and looked at Chen Feng.
"Sir, we can't refill the wine here, and you can't add peanuts," the waiter looked at Chen Feng with contempt and spoke slowly.
Hearing this, Chen Feng almost rushed over and gave him a set of Futu Jingtian Hands.
He actually looked down on me.
How could I be so short of money?
But he calmed down and thought about it.
We are just ordinary people.
We can't care about it.
We can't care about it.
Anyway, since the waiter ignored Chen Feng, Chen Feng turned his head to the wretched old man; then, Chen Feng brought his own bottle of wine and only a few peanuts to the shrunken old man's table.
The old man squinted his eyes and raised his head to look at Chen Feng.
"Old man, let's drink together," Chen Feng said to him with a smile.
Before he could answer, Chen Feng sat down opposite the old man.
"Okay, young man, I'm worried about being alone and bored," the shrunken old man said to Chen Feng with a smile, and then he picked up the wine glass and drank with Chen Feng.
"Old man, you are so old, can you eat these things?"
Chen Feng looked at the few peanuts left in front of him, and then looked at the roast chicken and duck on the old man's table, and suddenly felt that A little embarrassed.
"If you can't eat, just order something.
Young man, if you're hungry, just eat.
Don't be polite to me.
We're all members of our own family in the mainland.
Don't be polite.
Eat, eat."
The shrunken old man was quite heroic.
Ling Chenfeng didn't expect that even though the old man's appearance and actions were a bit vulgar, it seemed that he was quite generous in his heart.
The shrunken old man immediately picked up the chopsticks and clamped it on the thigh of the roasted chicken, and gently pulled the chicken legs off.
However, the old man seemed not used to using chopsticks, so he simply took the chicken legs with his hands and gnawed them, without caring about Chen Feng. vision.
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Chen Feng was overjoyed and started eating along with the old man.
From time to time he would raise his wine glass and take a few swigs.
The old man and the young man made the small inn very lively.
"Young man, what are you doing here in Sin City?
It seems you are not from Sin City," the shrunken old man's drinking capacity was really admirable.
After drinking several bottles, he remained motionless, but Chen Feng was in a trance.
"Old man, you have such a good look.
I am indeed not from Sin City.
I am just passing by," Chen Feng stuttered a little when he spoke.
"Oh, passing by, hahaha, I have lived for most of my life, but this is the first time I heard that I was passing through Sin City.
Young man, you are really amazing."
"Oh, old man, how can I say this?"
"No wonder, you haven't even heard of Sin City, and you've traveled across thousands of continents.
You're such a young boy."
Chen Feng was a little unhappy.
What do you mean by a young boy?
"When I was alive, maybe your ancestors were not even born."
"That's such a strong tone, I'm just talking about you, my dear, I'll have a drink myself," the shrunken old man said very boldly, he picked up the wine glass and drank from it.
Chen Feng was in a daze anyway, so he picked up a bottle and drank a few sips alone, then wiped the traces of wine from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.
"I said, old man, tell me what's going on in Sin City."
"Speaking of this sinful city, let me take a sip first."
"Thousands of continents are full of wonders.
This Sin City is a strange place.
Have you seen the land moving?"
The shrunken old man pointed to the ground.
"Move" Chen Feng lowered his head and looked at the ground.
He didn't move.
Then, Chen Feng lay directly on the ground, feeling the fluctuations of the ground.
"Old man, you are drunk.
How could you move?
Don't scare me.
I'm timid and I'm still young."
"Hey young man, don't believe it.
This Sin City is such a strange place.
It can really move.
Maybe it is traveling on the East China Sea now, maybe."
Although Chen Feng was a little drunk, he took it to heart after hearing this.
"No wonder there is no location of Sin City on the map.
It turns out it can move.
It's so awesome."
Chen Feng picked up the map, stared at it and said with a smile.
Suddenly, Chen Fengmu was stunned.
"What can move?
Then where am I now?
I still have to deliver a message.
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Damn it, old man, don't scare me."
Chen Feng suddenly panicked.
Thousands of continents are so big.
If this sin city is moving, then Where are you now?
Maybe you have left the Ancient Wilderness Continent.
What should you do?
If you really go far away, you may not be able to come back in a year and a half.
"You said I'm so old, why am I trying to scare you, a young boy?"
the shrunken old man said with his lips curled up.
"I'm just saying, you were passing by here, how could it be possible that you entered here by mistake?
Hahaha, what a fate.
Do you know how many people want to come to Sin City but have never found its location in their whole life?
, you little brat is really awesome, awesome."
Chen Feng sat quietly on the stool, picked up a peanut with his hand, put it into his mouth, and chewed it with a straight face.
“What’s so good about this damn place?”
"This place is pure.
People who can come here all come here by fate; there is no worldly noise and fighting and grudges.
How many strong people who are tired of the grudges on the mainland want to come here to spend the rest of their lives."
"If you go to the street and take a look, maybe the aunt who sells vegetables or the butcher who kills pigs was once a powerful person."
"Oh."
After hearing this, Chen Feng glanced at the waiter at the door of the inn.
Could it be that the waiter is also a peerless master?
"Old man, are you also a powerful man?"
Chen Feng looked at the shrunken old man with confusion and expectation.
"I'm just an old ghost who likes to drink.
What kind of bullshit is a strong man?
Living a carefree life is a strong man.
Tell me how good I am now.
I have wine to drink and meat to eat.
What a wonderful life."
The shrunken old man Smiling, his face sank.
"But it's all temporary.
After drinking this bottle of wine, I have to go back again."
"Come, young man, have another drink."
The shrunken old man raised his glass and drank it all; Chen Feng suddenly fell on the table, his head was groggy, and he was obviously in a trance.
"No matter, let's take a nap first":