zombie avenue

"Huh!" Three days later, Ling Fan finally woke up in the small cave, slowly opened his closed eyes, and let out a soft breath. 【】

"It's finally healed." Ling Fan injured his shoulder, which was internally injured by the dark energy of the man in black. After three days of recovery, he was already very much healed.

Slowly tear off the cloth strips wrapped around the waist, the wound a few inches above the waist has already condensed into a scar, the situation is that this scar will not disappear in a short time.

Thinking about when Ling Fan was practicing divine movement in the thorn bushes in the cave of Huolin Mountains, almost his whole body was stabbed, but after he recovers, he can fully recover in a day or two without leaving any scars.However, after Ling Fan's three days and three nights of cultivation, this wound hadn't completely healed, so one can imagine how deep this wound was pierced.

"Hey, how's the kid recovering?" Fu Mo's figure flashed and floated out.

"Don't worry, I still won't die." Ling Fan rolled his eyes.

"Hey, boy, what expression do you have? I'm training you. People who can't even stand this test can't become truly strong."

"Cut, don't act like you're looking after me. I can't roll my eyes, I'm happy." Ling Fan didn't care what Fu Mo said, and looked mad at him.

"Hey, boy, it's too early to be angry with me. Anyway, I have been practicing for countless years. If you, a young brat, want to be angry with me, you should practice for hundreds of years." Fu Mo said to Ling Fan His appearance was unmoved at all, his mood did not change at all, and his appearance was indeed mature.

"Okay, you're good." Ling Fan got up and didn't say anything else. He was just joking with Fu Mo, so he naturally didn't care about these words.

Strictly speaking, this is not a cave at all, it is a gap at the bottom of a big mountain, the inside is very small, surrounded by rocks.

"It looks like I won't be lucky to step on shit in this small cave." Ling Fan shook his head, thinking a little depressingly that he really wasn't lucky to step on shit.

Walking outside the small cave, he yawned, stretched his waist and looked up, his eyes suddenly narrowed due to the glare of the sun.After getting used to the environment and opening his eyes to the white clouds in the clear sky, Ling Fan suddenly felt melancholy and confused: "I have escaped from the Northwest Province, what should I do now? Where should I go?"

"Hey, boy, do you think you are a poet, why don't you just learn the sentimentality of those stinky scholars? You still have a long way to go, and you still want to take revenge and kill Lu Xing. If you kill Xia Liu, Xia Jian will definitely not Let you go, and Lu Xing sent two people out to assassinate you, you only killed one now, and there is another person looking for you everywhere!"

Hearing Fu Mo's words, Ling Fan also woke up with a start, and patted his forehead: "It looks like there is something wrong with one of my nerves because of the heavy injury."

On a street with people coming and going, a light blue figure was walking slowly on the street, as if strolling in a garden, not in a hurry.This person was wearing a light blue robe, and his originally determined face now had a hint of slack and comfort, holding his head in his hands and looking at the crowd of people coming and going with ease, it was Ling Fan.

After Ling Fan came out of the small cave, he searched in a random direction and came to this small town after a short walk.

This small town is called Mocheng. The people in the city are different from those in other towns. Everyone has a sense of elegance. Even the hawkers on the street are not as full of street spirit as in other towns. It also coincides with the name Mocheng.

Ling Fan walked on the street with a relaxed expression. This was the first time he walked so easily after leaving Tianlingmen. His nerves were always tense in the past, and he dared not slack off.Even when he was cultivating in the cave, he never relaxed, because he knew that at that time he had been in the border of the Northwest Province, in the heart of the Tianlingmen forces, so he could not allow him to relax in the slightest.

It's different now, after escaping from the Northwest Province, although there are also forces from the Tianlingmen in other parts of the empire, compared with the Northwest Province, they are too divided, just some small strongholds, and there is no threat to him at all.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eyes, Ling Fan, who was walking with his head in his hands, glanced, and a shop selling maps appeared in Ling Fan's field of vision.He paused in front of the shop, and finally stepped into the shop.

The main reason why Ling Fan entered the shop was to buy a topographic map of the Great Zhou Empire. After escaping from the Northwest Province, he found that he knew almost nothing about the topographical directions of the Great Zhou Empire. Mixed, apart from cultivation or practice, some basic things are not clear.

Walking into the shop, the shop is not very big, there is an old man carefully drawing a map on the counter, there are several large shelves on both sides of the counter, and some maps are placed on the shelves.

However, the business of this shop seems to be not very good. There is only one old man in the shop, and there are only two people including Ling Fan. It seems a bit deserted, not like a shop at all.

Seeing Ling Fan walking in, the old man showed a smile on his wrinkled face: "What map does this little brother want to buy?"

"Hehe, old man, I'll be myself first." Ling Fan responded with a smile.

"Well, do it yourself. These maps are hand-drawn by me. When I was young, I traveled all over the empire and visited many places. Later, I was injured on another mission, so I came to Mocheng to open a map shop for the elderly. Yes. Although these maps cannot be guaranteed to be 90.00% accurate, the accuracy rate can at least reach over [-]%." ​​The old man introduced to Ling Fan.

"En." Ling Fan nodded, and walked slowly, looking up at the map on the shelf.

These maps are all a bit old, and it looks like the old man has carved out some years. From these old maps, it seems that the old man's business is not good, otherwise the map would not have been kept for so long.However, there is no dust on these old maps. It can be seen that the old man still loves these old maps and has not abandoned them.

Reaching out to flip through these maps, suddenly a map full of simplicity and vicissitudes appeared in sight.

Ling Fan reached out and picked up this map. Strictly speaking, it is not a map, because there are no terrain routes on it, and some people in strange clothes are doing all kinds of actions and one by one. Small characters full of vicissitudes of life, these small characters are densely packed like tadpoles.

"Boy, this map is a bit mysterious. I don't even know the people and fonts on it. Buy it first and then talk about it."

(Big friends, please collect it)