I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 267, hundreds of years
The majestic voice paused.

"You do have a petite alien in your paws, well, you can bring her into town."

What he said obviously caught Big Bird by surprise.

"How could I bring her in? She wants to go in by herself, okay? I don't want to waste precious time with this vulgar person."

"However, the city lord has issued an order a year ago that all those who bring people from different races must follow them into the city as guides, so as to ensure that these people from different races will do less stupid things."

"You can only leave after the alien leaves."

"Oh, no no no, I had no idea that something so important was going on, no one told me about it, I thought I'd just send her here."

The rough voice of the big bird, with the chant tune of sorrow and resentment, made Yang Zhao's skin crawl layer by layer.

"Those hard-hearted people, how could they have the heart to deceive such a delicate bird like me?"

Obviously, Yang Zhao was not the only one who had goosebumps, and the majestic voice seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Do you want to enter the city? If you don't enter the city, you should leave quickly and don't get stuck here, or the city owner will be angry."

The big bird circled twice in the sky hesitantly, and finally released Yang Zhao outside the city reluctantly, then the huge figure suddenly became smaller, and plunged into Yang Zhao's arms.

"Those unfeeling people did it on purpose. They deliberately didn't tell me this important news. They wanted me to leave my warm home."

The colorful little bird nestled in Yang Zhao's arms, whining and wiping away tears.

"I don't want to go back so soon. I want them to know the pain of losing me. I want them to know that the sun is lonely without me. I want them to know that my position is unshakable."

Seeing the big teardrops streaming down his body one by one, Yang Zhao was embarrassed to hit it for a while.

But she couldn't get in the words of comfort.

Yang Zhao hugged the little bird in embarrassment, raised his head, looked at the huge city wall higher than [-] meters in front of him, and shouted loudly.

"Senior, this is the first time this junior has come here, senior, can you tell me where the city gate is?"

Shouting twice like this, the majestic voice seemed to be heard just now.

"You go directly to the city wall, find a cheerful city brick, and ask him to open the door for you."

Cheerful city brick?

Yang Zhao couldn't figure it out, but obediently followed the instructions in his majestic voice.

She hugged the sad bird and came to the bottom of the city wall, knocking on the huge city brick in front of her.

"Which one is a cheerful city brick?"

"I'm not, don't disturb my rest."

Yang Zhao's hand knocking on the bricks suddenly stopped, and his head exploded in an instant.

Could it be that the thousands of city bricks that piled up the city wall are also the remnants of the Sujin clan?

The little bird in front said that it is getting familiar with every grain of sand, is every grain of sand also a remnant soul?
She originally wanted to ask the little bird in her arms, but seeing it crying and comforting herself in her arms, she could only swallow the question by herself.

Yang Zhao moved to the side, and politely knocked on another brick.

Some city bricks would say that they were not cheerful with a good temper, while others would not speak, and some even turned their faces angrily.

After asking for a long time like this, she finally found a city brick in a good mood and made way for her.

As soon as it lets open the noisy sound of the city, it blows towards the face.

This cheerful city brick opened a pair of big charming eyes, looking at her with a smile.

"Yeah, I just like you pretty little girls. I thought I wanted to be a pretty human girl at the beginning, but unfortunately I lost in the end, so I can only live next to these bad-tempered neighbors here."

Yang Zhao was a little embarrassed: "Thank you, senior, for opening the door for me."

The city brick happily turned around and returned to its original position.

"What kind of senior am I? I'm just an unknown city brick. Oh, the little girl is so beautiful."

Seeing that the city bricks were blocked back to its original position, Yang Zhao turned around and hugged the crying bird, staring at the bustling scene in front of him blankly.

The city is covered with dense floor tiles, and there are all kinds of small houses on both sides.

There are huge mushroom houses, crystal clear water pavilions, and huge trees with windows on their trunks.

There are everything on the interface. Plants walk with their own roots, and fish, birds, beasts and insects can move more freely here.

There are even more of them in human form, making it difficult to tell how many of the people who are active here are the remnants of the Sujin clan, and how many of them come here to look for soul weapons like Yang Zhao.

She stood there in a daze at a loss, not knowing where to go, she could only poke the sobbing bird in her arms.

"Brother Bird, do you know where I can hook up a soul weapon?"

The bird sobbed and refused to look up.

"I hooked up earlier, and you went home earlier, didn't you? Maybe your dear neighbors miss you very much now."

Its cat's head, muffled voice with a little tentativeness.

"Those cruel guys, will they miss me?"

Yang Zhao nodded affirmatively.

"Of course they will miss you, even if they thought you were noisy before, but when you stop being noisy suddenly, they will miss you very much."

"Hmph, you don't need to tell me, I know the wise one too."

The colorful bird jumped on Yang Zhao's head in the blink of an eye.

"My feathers are so beautiful, my voice is so melodious, and our friendship is witnessed by the sun, accompanied by every day, if it weren't for a vulgar person like you today, no one would be willing to let me fly so far."

It happily stepped on Yang Zhao's head, and stood with his head held high, looking straight ahead.

This bird is not worthy of praise, Yang Zhao interrupted his boastful talk by raising his voice.

"Do you know where we're going?"

The little bird poked its head and looked around.

"You follow this wide avenue and go directly to the center of the city. There is a huge martial arts arena there, and you can get the soul weapon you want there."

After getting an affirmative answer, Yang Zhao started to walk forward with the little bird on his shoulders.

After walking for a while, the little bird was jumping anxiously on top of her head.

"It's really hard for me to imagine that there are still spirits who can't fly. Your slow walking is really too slow. You have wasted my precious time."

Yang Zhao was walking on this wonderful street, looking around with his eyes, he was too busy at all.

"I can't help it. I just walk slowly. Besides, it's so interesting around here. Don't you want to take a good look?"

The little bird complained with disdain.

"What's so interesting about this? I've been here for hundreds of years, and I don't know that it's still so noisy and there's no quiet place."

WOW, does this little bird think the city is noisy?

(End of this chapter)