The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

After rushing to Yucheng, Bai Lin finally had a comprehensive understanding of the prosperity of Yucheng.

It was just after noon, and there were people waiting to enter the city everywhere outside the city gate, making a lot of noise, there were hawkers pulling donkey carts into the city to sell, and there were also wealthy merchants in extraordinary clothes.Bai Lin chose a shaded place to sit for a long time before he saw the team in front of him slowly moving.

"Can you go away!" Seeing Bai Lin standing still, the people behind shouted impatiently.

Bai Lin glanced back, the three of them were all wearing black clothes with the same patterns and materials, with sabers pinned to their waists, their whole bodies shrouded in a faint sense of immortality, they must be disciples from some sect, but he tried his best to I couldn't even think of which sect's clothes were black.

The line was moving slowly, and the three people behind waited impatiently and started chatting. Bai Lin pricked up his ears after vaguely hearing the word Yu Shanmen.

Standing in the middle was a tall and slender man with long black hair tied behind his head. He seemed to be the leader of the three of them, and he spoke with a bit of arrogance, "I heard that the eldest prince of the Feng clan has come to Yucheng recently. , and I don’t know what to do.”

Feng Clan?Bai Lin silently remembered that it must be a branch of the Yaozu.

"Whatever he wants to do, we have nothing to do with immortals or demons." The man standing in front of him was thick and thick, spitting all over his words, and his words were extremely rude.

"That's true, but if they want to harm the Xian family, we have to take care of it... But it's not our turn." The short man standing at the end sighed repeatedly.

"Heh." The tall man sneered, "Even if you have self-knowledge, you were ashamed of yourself last time at the Yushan Gate Dabi."

The Yushanmen Grand Competition is held in Yushanmen every year, and the participants come from hundreds of immortal families. It is an opportunity for juniors to compete on the same stage.Immortal cultivation depends on perseverance, not overnight, so this year's Yushanmen Grand Competition cannot reflect aptitude, and no one cares if you lose.

But the three people in front of them seem to be from the same family, but they actually take pleasure in each other's pain, which doesn't seem to be considered kind-hearted.Bai Lin shook his head in disgust, took two steps forward, and distanced himself from them.

The team slowly remembered to move forward. Ten minutes later, he was already standing under the city gate. When the two people in front of him entered, it would be his turn.

As a place with frequent business and trade exchanges, Yucheng has simple rules for entering the city. The sun is shining on the head, and the officers and soldiers of the city have no patience. The city gate is another scene.

A long street starts from the city gate and connects the whole town. The stream in the middle runs through the whole town, and many wooden arch bridges are built on it. Under the small bridges, the chatter of women washing clothes can be heard from time to time. The whole town is lively and lively. Quiet and lively are the streets, and quiet is the life of the people.

Bai Lin walked slowly on the street, ready to feel the tranquility and elegance of the ancient times, when suddenly a familiar roar came from behind, and he frowned slightly.

It was the three black-clothed men outside the city gate again, arguing arguing about something, Bai Lin walked to a side vendor, pretending to choose but paying attention to eavesdropping.

"I've inquired that the eldest prince of the Feng family lives in the tea house now, and we will definitely see him in the past now."

"Don't forget that we came to Yucheng to slay demons, not to climb dragons and phoenixes for you."