Chapter 141 Dead Ancient City

When Xiaohe heard that the person in front of him disliked Su Zimo too slowly, he was not happy on the spot.

It's not that it is injustice for Su Zimo, it's just that if Su Zimo quits and doesn't go out, it won't be able to go out to play.

Xiaohe let out a cry and lowered his body.

Linghu understood, and jumped up first with a look of joy.

Xiaohe shook his body and disliked it for a while, but he didn't rush Linghu down, then looked at Su Zimo and motioned him to come up quickly.

This time, let alone Su Zimo, even Lu Yangrong understood it.

Xiaohe is going to fly with Su Zimo!

The flight speed of a foundation-building level spirit demon is much faster than Lu Yangrong and others!

Besides, who can imagine that the child of the guardian beast is willing to put down his body and fly with a Qi trainer?

What kind of treatment is this?

Lu Yangrong and Guan Jin's eyes were red, and their eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

If it were two people, I'm afraid they couldn't wait to jump up.

Su Zimo frowned, hesitated a little, and said in a low voice, "I'm a little heavy, can you move it?"

Su Zimo is wearing black gold silk armor, which weighs 10,000 catties!

If you want to take off the black gold silk armor, you have to take off the green shirt outside, and there is still coldness in front of you, which is not convenient.

Where can Xiaohe believe it? He pouted, raised his head, and thought to himself, "How much can you weigh as a little qi practitioner?"

"Cheep!"

Xiaohe chirped, urging Su Zimo to come up quickly.

Su Zimo coughed lightly and reminded, "Be careful."

After speaking, Su Zimo jumped and came to Xiaohe's back.

thump!

Xiaohe was trampled and fell to the ground, fell into the ground, and ate a mouthful of soil.

Xiaohe was furious in his heart, so he almost spit out words and opened his mouth to curse.

How can this be a little heavy, this is too heavy!

In fact, Xiaohe's bloodline is good, with its realm strength, it is not a problem to carry ten thousand jins of things.

It's just that Xiaohe was unprepared, and suddenly there was an extra 10,000 kilograms of things on his body, and he would definitely fall over.

Su Zimo looked embarrassed and said, "Why don't I come down."

"Cheep!"

Xiaohe was not happy.

This is clearly questioning its capabilities.

Xiaohe ran his blood, fluttered his wings, and flew up swayingly. Under the envious eyes of Lu Yangrong and Guan Jin, he flew out of the sect.

The little fat man took out his flying sword, waved his arm, and said loudly, "Let's go!"

It didn't take long for Xiaohe to gradually get used to the weight on his body. Although the speed was not fast, he was far ahead of the Lengrou four.

Five people and two beasts headed towards Linfeng City.

Misty Peak is not too far from Linfeng City. At the speed of a monk in the early stage of foundation building, it would take about a day.

Along the way, the five also met some other cultivators.

When these cultivators saw the sect tokens on the waists of the five people, they all showed respect and avoided them.

Whether it is a loose cultivator or some small sects, they have all heard of Misty Peak.

For them, Misty Peak is a behemoth, and no one wants to offend such an existence.

In a blink of an eye, a day passed.

As dusk approached, an ancient city gradually came into view, which was the end of the trip, Linfeng City.

Xiaohe gradually slowed down, Su Zimo looked at the ancient city in the distance, his eyes suddenly narrowed, thoughtful.

The cold and soft four caught up from behind.

Lu Yangrong leaned over to Xiaohe, took out an elixir from the storage bag, and said to Xiaohe with a smile, "Daoist fellow Xiaohe, are you tired? Why don't you take an elixir to replenish your stamina?"

Xiaohe turned his head slightly, his eyes lit up, the probe directly took the medicinal pill in Lu Yangrong's palm, raised his head, and swallowed it.

Lu Yangrong was overjoyed when he saw Xiaohe taking the medicine pill.

Along the way, Xiaohe was carrying Su Zimo, but he was envious of him.

Being carried by a flying spirit demon is much more powerful than Yujian flying, and it also saves physical strength.

Lu Yangrong coughed lightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiaohe, why don't I sit up and take a break?"

The little crane twisted his head, ignoring it at all.

"You stupid..."

Lu Yangrong swallowed the cursing words as soon as they reached his lips.

Su Zimo dared to scold Xiaohe for being a fool, but he didn't have the guts.

Guan Jin watched Lu Yangrong's joke and sneered again and again.

At this moment, Su Zimo suddenly said: "Everyone be careful, this is not quite right in Linfeng City."

"What's wrong?"

Lu Yangrong was deflated at Xiaohe's place. He was in a fit of anger, and when he heard Su Zimo speak, he immediately retorted, "You are a ninth-level Qi trainer, don't make a fool of yourself if you don't understand!"

"that is."

Guan Jin was on the side of Lu Yangrong at this time, and he didn't give up attacking Su Zimo. He said, "What's wrong with Linfeng City? I feel normal."

"It's already evening, and there's no lights in the city, it's a little weird." Su Zimo shook his head.

Lengrou frowned lightly, obviously realizing this.

Lu Yangrong snorted softly, "It's not really night yet, what kind of lights do you want?"

After a while, the five people had come to the sky above Linfeng City and slowly landed.

This time, even Lu Yangrong and Guan Jin discovered anomalies in the city.

So quiet!

The streets of this ancient city are empty, not a single person is seen.

Even at dusk, it shouldn't be so quiet, as if the whole city is empty, everyone disappears, there is a dead silence!

The five Su Zimo descended into Linfeng City and looked around.

The shops on both sides of the street are tightly closed, and it seems that they have not yet opened. The atmosphere in the ancient city is extremely strange, even a little gloomy!

Su Zimo's nose stirred, but he didn't smell any blood.

"what happened?"

The little fat man looked solemn and asked a question.

It stands to reason that the city lord of Linfeng City should have been ready at this time and sent someone to pick up the wind and wash the dust.

But now, there is no one in the entire Linfeng City!

Lu Yangrong shook his head, but he was holding the Feijian tightly and his spirit was tense.

Linghu's ears fluttered, the tiger's eyes looked around, and his claws were constantly digging into the ground, making him a little uneasy.

Xiaohe fluttered his wings, too.

Lu Yangrong pondered for a while, made a decision, and said in a low voice, "Let's go, go to the City Lord's Mansion first."

This is where his cultivation is at the highest realm. Although everyone didn't say it, he was vaguely headed by him.

This time, none of the five flew without Yujian.

Coming all the way, except for Su Zimo, everyone's spiritual energy was consumed a lot, so they chose to walk.

The five people walked on the empty and quiet streets, watching the six roads, listening to all directions, and paying attention to all movements.

suddenly!

There was a sudden noise behind the five people.

Lu Yangrong suddenly felt the hairs on his neck stand up, turned around abruptly, and looked behind him.

Not far away, a large triangular cloth with the word 'wine' shook in the wind and made a sound.

A false alarm.

Lu Yangrong and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Another strange cold wind blew through, and Lu Yangrong suddenly realized that he was breaking out in a cold sweat without realizing it.

"It's so evil!"

Lu Yangrong cursed and continued to walk forward.

Many thanks to Jiuyueyun, dankama, strangers for the reward~