Wei Changfeng and Zi Yuan'er are both masters of Qi Condensation Level, and each has true martial arts. Xiacheng is not very far from Gushan, so they arrived at their destination before dark.∽↗

"There is Xiacheng there..."

Standing on the hill, the purple-haired girl pointed to the town under the mountain ridge ahead and said, "We are here just the right time."

At this time, the sun sets in the west and the sky gradually darkens. I saw a small mountain town called Xiacheng lit up with a little ignition, but it was covered by a layer of mist, revealing a strange atmosphere.

Squeak!

As soon as Zi Yuan'er finished speaking, a small white marten rushed to her shoulders, with her eyes as jade as she opened, and her front paws were bowing and calling.

It was the green-eyed snow-like marten raised by the girl.

Wei Changfeng knew that this kind of spiritual pet had a very sensitive sense of smell. It could not only be used to detect spiritual objects and materials, but also track and search enemies. Before, Zi Yuan'er could always chase him, and the little guy would definitely make a contribution.

Zi Yuaner obviously loved it very much. She stretched out her slender jade hand and stroked it for a few times. Suddenly, a few huge almond fruits appeared in her palm, and they were immediately snatched by the Bijing Xueling Sable.

Wei Changfeng saw it and his eyes were invisible.

He will also be the small Sumeru Ring that accommodates all things.

And on Zi Yuan'er's right ring finger, she was wearing a dark silver ring!

I don’t know whether intentionally or unintentionally, Zi Yuaner raised her hand and gently brushed the black hair hanging down on her forehead, shone the ring openly to him, and smiled and said, “You are right. My name is the little Sumeru Ring, the same as yours. But it is better than the one you gave to Master Xie.”

It's true!

Wei Changfeng was not surprised. Zi Yuan'er had always had empty hands. She didn't even carry the long sword with her. She was not a fairy who was not in the world, but was just relying on the magic of the little Sumeru Ring.

This purple-haired girl has a mysterious origin. It is not surprising that she has such an ancient spiritual weapon. She actually knew that the little Sumeru ring in Wei Changfeng's hand was given by Xie Fang. The informal information made Wei Changfeng feel awe-in.

You should know that even the senior brothers and sisters of the same school don’t know about this.

Zi Yuan'er seemed very satisfied with her suppressing Wei Changfeng. She gently grabbed her right hand and suddenly grabbed two masks from the void. She handed one of them to Wei Changfeng: "It's not easy to show her true face when you go to the ghost market, bring it with you."

Wei Changfeng did not refuse, took it and put it on his face. It was just right.

The mask that Shi Yuaner took out was not the kind of thing that cost a few dollars on the street stall. It was very well-made. The painted colors were gorgeous and lifelike, and it was very thin and it seemed to be nothing on her face.

His mask is a statue of the Wrathful King, while Zi Yuan'er's image is a statue of the Peacock King. Looking in the night, it really looks like a god, demon, and ghost, which is more than enough to scare people.

Zi Yuaner said: "Xiacheng Ghost Market is still very good. If you have a good eye, you can find a lot of good things here, and it is easy to sell something."

She didn't know what method she used, and her voice became much thicker, not as soft as before.

"knew..."

Wei Changfeng said in a muffled voice.

Zi Yuan'er smiled and spread her body toward Xiacheng.

Wei Changfeng followed closely behind.

After only half a stick of incense, the two of them came to Xiacheng Town.

The town, located deep in the mountains, is not very large in scale. There is only one decent street. Most of the houses and tiles on both sides have become ruins. There are only a few relatively intact buildings and are covered with vines.

However, in front or inside these ruined buildings, stalls of various sizes were set up, and a lantern was hung next to each stall. The dim light could barely illuminate the range of several feet.

Walking in it, it seems like walking in the Netherworld Ghost Street. Whether it is the stall owner or the customers coming and going, they all carry strange masks. No one shouts and yells, and they cannot hear the noise.

Although it was just dark, there were already many people appearing in Xiacheng Ghost City.

The agile warrior, the mysterious warrior, the fierce and majestic barbarian... Everyone tacitly abides by the rules here, and speaks softly when talking about buying and selling, which makes Wei Changfeng, who came to Xiacheng Ghost Market for the first time, feel very fresh.

He also visited Ghost Market in his previous life, but the atmosphere and environment are much different from here.

Zi Yuan'er pulled Wei Changfeng's sleeve and pressed him tightly and said softly: "Is it very interesting? Not only are the people here from our Yunhai Sect, but also from the Tianmo Sect, Jiuyou Mountain, and the Manwu Tribe."

A faint fragrance of virgin lingered in his nose, and Wei Changfeng couldn't help asking, "Are you afraid of someone causing trouble?"

The ghost markets he visited in his previous life were all powered to control and manage, and had masters and strong patrols and guards. Of course, he had to pay a protection fee to set up stalls and trade. Unlike the ghost market in Xiacheng, it seemed like a land without a border.

Zi Yuaner chuckled and said, "There are not many people who have broken the rules, they are all buried in the mass graves outside!"

Wei Changfeng felt a little nervous, knowing that Xiacheng Ghost Market is not as simple as it seems.

He didn't ask any further.

The two of them behaved intimately. Although Zi Yuan'er was wearing a mask, she could not hide her graceful and charming figure, which attracted some strange gazes.

But these eyes were just staring for a moment and then retracted, and did not stay for too long.

Zi Yuan'er didn't care and picked up the street stalls on both sides of the street.

It is said that she bought Butterfly Lotus Grass Powder, but she is like an ordinary girl coming to shop. No matter what she buys and sells at every stall, she must take a look at it with curiosity.

Seeing that there was something she liked, she bargained with the stall owner, and finally bought it and threw it into Wei Changfeng for him to take it.

Wei Changfeng was speechless.

However, this purple-haired girl finally knew how to restrain herself and did not use the storage ability of the little Sumeru Ring. Otherwise, such an ancient spiritual weapon would have caused me to fall into the eyes of those who are interested.

In order to cover up, he still carried his luggage at any time, and he could still look like he didn't have to put things on.

The items sold in Xiacheng Ghost Market are also all kinds of strange things, with fish and dragons mixed in with everything. For example, there is a street stall with piles of books on which the book list clearly contains the names of "Xuanming Demonic Art", "Taishang Zhengqingxin Art", "Nine Yang Divine Arts" and other techniques.

Just reading the title of the book may shock a large number of warriors. This book is a secret of the sects that are not passed down, and even if it is copied, it is extremely valuable.

But only after Wei Chang believed in it, there were ghosts. The secrets of magical skills were not cabbage, so where could you buy the true teachings?

Even if these so-called secret books are really involved, the content will inevitably be full of mistakes. It is considered light to go astray according to practice, and it will definitely kill people without paying their lives!
Chapter completed!