Tang Qian walked on the streets and alleys of Yaguan, and suddenly felt that he didn't know where he should go. The whole street was empty, as if the entire Yaguan had gone to the top of the city. It seemed that it was the first time since the establishment of Yaguan.

There wasn't before, nor would there be any more afterwards.

There were still some people in the city who left in the opposite direction, heading towards the other direction where the monsters had relaxed their guards, towards the wealthy and safe places in Zhongzhou.

Many people can see that if the negotiations cannot be reached this time, there may be no peace in the entire Yaguan.

Maybe there will be a war.

The rich and powerful ones waved their hands to avoid disasters. Those who knew some rumors also hurriedly cleaned up their fine lines and followed these big convoys and fled overnight.

Tang Qian was not surprised that no one came to chase him and wanted to capture him again. Both Pan Zhengqing and Tang Qian knew that Tang Qian was innocent, and the whole thing was just waiting for Tang Qian's answer.

Tang Qian naturally knew how to get onto the city wall.

He strolled under the city.

There are many people and monks, but what they want to see is different from ordinary people. In their eyes, ordinary people should be too different from them.

When you really go under the city, you have to see the style of the monk and the wilderness of the monsters in Yueyezhou are mostly ordinary people living in the city.

They either have low cultivation or even no cultivation. They are just a necessary condition for operating the entire Yaguan, which is very common.

Although I can't see it, you can hear the sound coming from above. Maybe my own Yaguan, or this time, means that Zhongzhou won, there will be cheers.

It would be great to hear it. It is a very pleasant thing to know that Yaguan can win and Zhongzhou has not lost.

Tang Qian looked at the people who were stopped by the soldiers from afar, and did not fight or rob them. He was behind the monks who were eager to go up and see the battle between top monks to gain enlightenment and learn secretly, the farthest from the base of the city wall, but the quietest.

He suddenly felt that he wanted to drink some wine, and the only thing he knew about was the tavern in the cliff gate was that tavern.

So when he came here, he looked at the beautiful boss lady, and didn't say anything, just sat there.

The boss lady was very sensible this time and poured a glass of wine in front of him. Seeing that he had no intention of getting her a second cup, she left the wine at the table and continued to greet other guests.

But at this time, there were very few guests at the wine table, and in fact there were only two tables.

Tang Qian didn't see who the two tables were there, how many people were, and what wine were drinking.

He drank a pot by himself and waved.

The boss's wife's eyes were very sharp, or she was just waiting for Tang Qian to ask for wine, and soon brought another pot.

Tang Qian suddenly asked, "Who is still underneath the head of the snake?"

Tang Qian almost suppressed all his perceptions to the lowest point, and then he would not see the murderous aura on the tables around him, and the boss's wife around him was full.

Chest - He had to admit that murderous intent was more important.

He asked again: "I am probably a friend of Snake Head, who are the two of them-"

One of the drinkers on the table said, "The snake's head is below."

Tang Qian said thank you.

It was familiar with the road. It was not the first time he had walked, and he didn't need the boss's wife to lead the way. He just drank a pot of wine, and he was a little fluttering. He picked up the second pot of wine and headed towards the underground world of Yaguan.

He was not drunk, but he was still very good at least remembering to take his own wine glass.

The boss's wife wanted to call him, but she didn't speak in the end.

The money for the wine has not been paid yet.

Tang Qian walked slowly towards the edge of the underground world, with the snake head there, and he thought he was walking very slowly. Maybe the first game of the Wenxian Fight had already come to an end. It would be better if the Wenxian Fight had ended, so he wouldn't have time to figure out the whole thing.

Zhongzhou and Yueyezhou, his friend Hu Xiaoyan, as well as a monk Yisheng and Ji Gu, sometimes he suddenly had an idea.

In fact, Hu Xiaoyan is only one-eighth of the eight-tailed foxes, and they are actually almost the same, and there will be no problem if one dies. At this time, there is no one in the city lord's mansion, and he can just kidnap the monk and Ji Gu of the whole life.

Then he could go to the top of Yaguan City to see the scenery of Tianqiu Cliff, help Pan Zhengqing hold up the Wenxian Fight, and let the big formation he prepared to deal with the monsters in one breath.

Hu Xiaoyan let her die eventually?

Watch the conspiracy succeed?

Tang Qian is really weighing the trade-offs seriously.

He rarely hesitates, but this time he must hesitate.

Asking the Curse did not actually hurt him at all, but it made him remember one thing. He split the entire world of the Osprey Village with one sword, but first sacrificed a group of children, but did not save Shen Xiaobo.

Just because he wanted to do this, he did, and then he lost something.

He even poured a glass of wine and kept it in his hand, not drinking it, but just held it. His man had already reached the territory of the snakehead, and was still the strong, bald woman was guarding the door. He walked straight over and walked to the side of the woman.

The tyranny in the woman's eyes seemed to have never decreased, and she had already taken action as soon as Tang Qian walked to her side. Her explosive arm was like a thick century-old tree, and she waved it horizontally.

The woman was very confident about this blow, so close that no one could hide.

Tang Qian, either!

But Tang Qian did not dodge at all. He just jumped lightly and jumped over the strong woman. All her magic power was swept in the air, forming a huge roar. It can be seen that the speed and power reached an incredible level.

"Clench your fists gently and don't spill the wine." When Tang Qian's voice sounded, the man had already walked towards the cliff of the snake's head, and the strong woman was shocked to find that at some point in her hand, she was holding a glass of wine, and the wine glass was overflowing. The man didn't spill a drop of those actions just now!

A few days ago, he felt that his cultivation level was probably the same as the average person, but at this time it was already a huge difference.

Tang Qian was still a little surprised because the woman at the door was still there, but the secret whistles disappeared.

He slowly walked to the edge of the cliff.

I only found a path that I didn't find last time. The remote path could continue to walk down the cliff. Tang Qian seemed to have no scruples and walked directly. Then, without taking two steps, he took a detour to the cavity that was concave under the cliff.

No one can speak in the void, nor can the snake head.

So he was sitting on a pile of fur blankets, and a small brass stove, burning slowly and steadily.

The snake's head is roasting the fire.

Tang Qian once imagined many snake heads, Yin Jie's mature middle-aged man, a generation of heroes? But in front of him was a shrinking and dry little old man. There was a tattoo on his face, entrenching on his eyes like a snake.

Is this the snake head?

The old man seemed very cold, trembling, and curled up on a pile of precious furs, looking at the cliff, and fighting a cold war.

Tang Qian was puzzled again, why did the entire underground world limit himself to such a small space?

This place doesn't look like a palace, but rather like Tang Qian has been in the cell for the past two days - even smaller.

At least the old man's voice has not changed yet: "Are you here?"

Tang Qian nodded, and did not forget to shake the wine pot: "Do you have a wine glass? I brought the wine."

The snake's head opened its turbid old eyes, and his wrinkles were many and deep: "You came so quickly!"

Tang Qian couldn't help but wonder: "I'm here very quickly?"

The snakehead said, "Wenxian Dou, it has not started yet!" He waved his hand: "I guess you are not here to chat with me, but we can take a look at the situation of Wenxian Dou."

Just as he waved his hand, a water curtain appeared in front of him. He straightened his body, and then took out two very beautiful wine cups from the pile of animal skins behind him, which were much more gorgeous than the wine cups that Tang Qian put on to the strong woman.

"This kind of thing should be worth watching with wine. You have really helped." He picked up a wine glass and wiped it with his well-made and well-tailored sleeves, and then he seemed to suddenly realize: "I will use this glass myself, I will give it to you."

Another cup that he had not wiped was given to Tang Qian. He even took Tang Qian's wine pot with his own hands, poured a glass of wine for Tang Qian, and then poured himself a glass of wine.

He also introduced: "The demon clan attacked sneakily two days ago, one died and one was injured, so now there is another place. He is an unknown boy. I can't remember any strange sect."

The old man spoke more and had some local accents.

Then he said, "So the people who are fighting now are Duan Xue, Baiyunzhong, and this boy named Haiye." The snake head scratched his left?

With so many hair, I didn't forget to say: "I think that boy in the white cloud is very evil. I heard that he could learn it in one go when he saw the spells that others had used."

Tang Qian smiled and said, "There are indeed people like this. I know a friend like this."

He had made a decision in an instant to find the monk Yisheng and Ji Gu at the city lord's mansion.

The water curtain was silent, but the white cloud actually turned around and penetrated the body of the new monk named Haiye. You could see everyone standing up suddenly by the clan pass, and the white cloud sky seemed to be swaying as if nothing had happened, and then walked to the camp in Yueyezhou.

Tang Qian narrowed his eyes: "My friend would never do this."

But there was no sound of a snake head. His breathing was as old as his appearance, and it was no longer useful.

Tang Qian realized that the tongue beside him had stopped breathing. He had already sipped the glass of wine. At this time, his eyes were protruding out, and Tang Qian suddenly grabbed the snake's head's arm.

The poison was on the sleeve, and the snake head was about to poison himself from the beginning, but just like the snake head said, Tang Qian arrived too quickly.

Is it because the snake head is too slow, or is it because Tang Qian’s perception that his “slowness” is actually a kind of rapidity?

Why does the snake's head die?

Actually, none of these matters. What matters is that beside the city wall of the Yaguan and above the cliff.

Bunsento.
Chapter completed!