Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

It was clear and clear, Su Yan and Xiao Meng woke up very early, ate a little breakfast at random, and set off.

"Go back, it's all at the gate of the sect, so don't send it away." Su Yan looked at Chang Yuan and waited.

Chang Yuan and others nodded, a little reluctant.

"Chang Yuan, remember my words."

Chang Yuan nodded quickly and said, "Brother Su, don't worry, we will naturally value our lives."

"Ok."

Su Yan pulled Xiaomeng and left Xuanji Sect directly, flying into the air, but disappeared for a moment.

Chang Yuan and the others also returned to the sect. They passed by and met the inner sect disciples. Some of them had a bad expression on their faces. A few of them didn't care and didn't care, and went straight back to Langqin Garden.

When Su Yan left, this group of inner disciples would naturally not be jealous of them, and of course they didn't dare to do anything in the face.

As for Luo Shu, he didn't pay attention to Chang Yuan and others at all. His target was Su Yan.

Su Yan and Xiao Meng left Xuanji Sect and headed to the south. There was still some distance along the way.

It takes at least three days to reach the Black Iron Fort, even if it is Su Yan's fast.

After all, the territory here is vast and boundless, and it is not comparable to the earth.

You must know that the field here is extremely huge. A spirit spike is as big as a towering tree, and the spirit spike that comes out is equivalent to a big bowl.

Ordinary people can manage one day, and it can strengthen their physical fitness and prolong life.

"Brother Master, this Lingsui is great. If we can wait for the earth, we can solve the problem of food shortage in many parts of the earth."

Su Yan and two passed by a small piece of farmland, and when they saw Lingsui, Xiao Meng was chatting non-stop.

Su Yan shook his head and said: "It's useless. Lingsui needs too much spiritual energy from heaven and earth, and the earth cannot be cultivated. Even if it is cultivated, the poor are still poor."

"Why?" Xiao Meng didn't understand Su Yan's words.

Su Yan pinched her nose and said, "Because the only thing that can't be solved in that world is poverty."

The two of them went all the way, Xiao Meng was chatting along the way, and they were very excited when they left the sect.

I have to say that the scenery of this upper world is really beautiful, and any place is unmatched by the beauty of the earth.

There is no pollution here, just like the heaven and earth, it is a place that many people yearn for.

But in such a beautiful place, there are endless murderous opportunities hidden, and the beauty behind it is stained with blood.

The two hurriedly hurried to a small town when it was noon.

This town is of course under the jurisdiction of Xuanji Sect, but it is not the Eighteen Villages of the Black Iron Fort.

"Brother Master, Xiao Meng is hungry."

Recently, Xiao Meng's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and she is simply a big stomach king.

What makes the gums of countless women itchy is that eating so much without gaining weight, all the nutrients are transferred to the upper and lower circumferences.

If this little girl continues to grow like this, she will be truly amazing in the future.

Su Yan threw a few spirit fruits to Xiao Meng, but Xiao Meng didn't pick them up at all.

"Xiao Meng wants to eat steamed buns, steamed buns, and steamed buns!"

Su Yan is speechless. Where can I find food from the earth?

"When I came out, I said yes. You are not allowed to play tricks, or you will pretend to be confined in the ghost gourd gate."

"Little dream just wants to eat."

Xiao Meng looked aggrieved, which made Su Yan instantly extremely.

"There seems to be an open-air inn in front. Let's go and see if there is any food."

Hearing this, Xiao Meng immediately became energetic and stopped making trouble, and followed Su Yan.

When I arrived at the open-air inn, the inn was not big, it just used a huge canvas to block the sun, and there were many tables and chairs under it, and many people were eating.

This group of people is dark-skinned and well-developed, and at first glance they are people who often use physical strength.

It is likely to be someone like Orion.

But when he came closer, Su Yan found that something was wrong. These people were wearing armor, not like hunters, but more like mercenaries.

There is a word printed on everyone's armor chest, eagle!

Su Yan didn't want to pay attention to these people, and walked directly to a table and sat down with Xiao Meng.

"Xiao Er, give us some special dishes, fast."

Xiao Er immediately agreed and ran to the back kitchen to give orders.

But after a while, the child came over with tea and poured it on Su Yan and Xiao Meng.

Su Yan grabbed Xiao Er and said in a low voice, "Who are those people?"

Xiao Er bowed his head and approached Su Yan and said, "It's the mercenary nearby, the Eagles."

This is correct as Su Yan guessed, it was indeed a group of mercenaries.

However, the mercenaries here are different from those on the earth. This group of mercenaries are big hunters gathered by a group of people, specially going to the mountains to hunt monsters.

Then get the beast core and the body of the beast, take it to the mall to sell and make money.

This is much better than going it alone.

Su Yan nodded and gave Xiao Er a spirit fruit. Xiao Er saw his eyes straightened, and he quickly thanked him.

But after a while, the special meals came out.

Although there are no steamed buns, buns and xiaolongbao that Xiaomi likes, these specialties are also very good.

All kinds of monster meat and spirit dishes also taste great, and Xiao Meng ate a lot.

Su Yan took a few mouthfuls. He was not very hungry. He had already reached the early stage of Yin-Yang realm. In fact, his demand for food was not high, and there were enough spiritual herbs and elixir.

The group of mercenaries didn't provoke Su Yan, they all drank their own wine with loud voices.

It's good that it doesn't interfere with each other, and Su Yan doesn't want to make trouble.

"Hurry up, eat well and hurry."

Su Yan urged Xiao Meng, and he closed his eyes and ran his dantian like an old monk.

After a while, an old man came here with a fourteen or five-year-old girl.

The two of them were in ragged clothes, and the old man walked up to the group of mercenaries with the simple guzheng in his hands.

"My dears, the villain is so difficult to stay here. I have no money. I want to sing a few songs with Nizi. If the uncles find it nice, can I give me a meal?"

A mercenary looked at the two of them, nodded and said: "Okay, sing it. If it sounds good, you can reward it."

The old man was grateful, and took his little granddaughter to sit in a chair.

Xiao Er didn't drive people, after all, they are refugees, and to drive people is to cut off the way for others to survive.

The old man played the guzheng, and his little granddaughter cleared his throat and began to sing.

I have to say that the girl's voice is really good. Although it is a song that Su Yan can't understand, the voice is very good.

Xiao Meng was attracted, stopped eating, and listened seriously.

The group of mercenaries were intoxicated one by one.

They are a bunch of rough people, working so hard every day, so they can take a break while eating.

Listening to the songs is also a relaxing thing for them, all of them are intoxicated in the singing of the girls.

The girl sang one song after another. Seeing that the mercenaries liked it, there was a hint of confidence on her face.