Chapter 311 Silver City
After Xingxuan reminded me in a deep voice, she tapped her toes to the ground and jumped lightly.

He lightly jumped over the pool of blood under his feet, and flew vertically to the top of the city wall.

The upward momentum is accompanied by the whistling of the strong wind in my ears. Looking down at the blood flowing in the pool of blood like this, my heart feels trembling. I can't imagine that there is such a terrifying and bloody place in the ghost world.

If the blood in this blood pool is all the blood of living people, how many people would have to die to fill up the thick blood in this pool?

Just as I was about to take my eyes back and stop looking at the terrifying blood pool, I noticed that strange bubbles began to emerge from some places in the blood pool, and then plumes of red smoke drifted out.

These red smokes were all transformed by ghosts, and they turned into blood mist one by one above the blood pool, and they actually began to devour each other's existence.

The ghost world itself has rules and restrictions, that's why Blackwater City and Longyuan City are so orderly, and all ghosts are friendly to each other.

Even in the chaotic Yin Street, there were no ghosts eating ghosts.

But here, ghosts eat ghosts.

No wonder Xingxuan reminded me to be careful before entering the city, the outside of the blood city is so chaotic, maybe not all the ghosts inside are restricted by the rules of the ghost world, right?

There is not a single Yin soldier on the black city wall, as if they are not afraid of people invading the city at all.

I was still wondering why there was no city defense in the city, Xingxuan took me and jumped from the city wall into the inner city.Just approaching the inner city of this city from the air, the tip of his nose smelled a bloody smell ten times stronger than that near the blood pool outside the city.

Kankan looked down at the situation in the city, I felt that the whole person was not good, I just wanted to find a place to vomit.There is no place to step on the ground at all, and every street is made up of red blood pools.

Extending in all directions, it is full of blood-like red flow.

At first glance, there is really a dizzying feeling, full of blood.

Moreover, this city is very huge and majestic, four or five times the size of Black Dragon City, and the streets are lined with exquisite and magnificent ancient buildings.

There are no real ghosts floating above the blood pool on the street, only free blood stains permeate the air, and the whole city looks very lonely, like an abandoned empty city.

But I know that [-]% of the ghosts in this city have entered the street formed by pools of blood.In the end, those who are successful in cultivation may turn into blood mist and wander around the city, looking for blood mist weaker than themselves to devour.

It made me dare not take a big breath, and I always thought sadly in my mind, if I take a breath and suck the blood mist into my stomach, wouldn't it make me sick?
In the blood city, like outside the city, there were bursts of crying from nowhere. The crying was shrill and loud, and it could easily arouse negative emotions in people's hearts.

Angry, irritable, terrified...

Xingxuan was originally a spirit body, so he didn't need to move on the ground at all. The toe of his shoe was about three inches above the ground, and he walked forward step by step with his arms in the air.

The Yin family is in the northeast corner of the city, and they have circled a city within the city. There are also tall towers, and the Yin soldiers standing on the towers are all bright red.

When the Yin soldiers moved, they all turned into blood mist, and when they stopped, some turned into human figures in armor.

This is the core of Blood City, and it is heavily guarded.

On the city gate, two words, Yincheng, were written with the ancient affiliation.

But so much dark red blood really has nothing to do with Yin Zi.

As soon as Xingxuan's figure with his arms around me came under the tower, immediately a Yin soldier shouted: "Master Xingxuan is here, quickly open the city gate for him."

With the sound of a wooden door being pushed open, the black city gate was pushed open by seven or eight Yin soldiers.These yin soldiers all came down from the tower, condensed into a solid body from the blood mist, and knelt down in front of Xingxuan: "My subordinates are waiting to pay their respects to Lord Xingxuan, is the Lord here to look for our Patriarch?"

Under these Yin soldiers is a vast ocean of blood, and the city gate is even more exaggerated than the Blood City, and all the buildings are built in the blood.

The topography of their city is like a huge basin, high on the outside and low in the middle, which is why this spectacular spectacle of blood flooding the city is formed.

This reminds me of a tourist attraction in Europe, Venice on the water.

It's just that this city was built in the bloody water, and the reflection of the buildings in the bloody water was indistinct, and there was an indescribable weirdness.

If I get separated from Xingxuan unfortunately, I'm afraid I will only have to swim out of the city.

"Yes, I have something to do with your Patriarch Yin Qiong." Xingxuan cast a majestic glance at the Yin Bing who was kneeling in front of him, and directly explained that he wanted to see the Patriarch of the Yin family.

Although this is Fengchu's territory, everyone still regards Xingxuan as their master, one of the Yin soldiers immediately said: "Let the little one take the adults to meet the Patriarch, the Patriarch should still be discussing important matters in the clan with other elders. "

This sentence of Yin Bing made me dizzy. It was the first time I heard the complicated relationship in the ghost world, such as the head of the family and the elders, so it was inevitable that I was at a loss.

Led by the Yin soldier, Xingxuan hugged me and walked through the light and shadow mottled bloody water into a small duplex three-story building.

The building is still normal, all the ground is ordinary, and it is no longer filled with blood.

Before reaching the second floor, walking on the stairs, it seemed as if I could hear the elders of the banker discussing, "Now is the time for the life and death of the banker's family, why do you still let your daughter make trouble?" Don't you know? It's Zhao Yifan, the Daluo Jinxian from the Immortal Realm."

……

These miscellaneous discussions stopped abruptly in the coughing of the Yin soldier who led us up, and the spirits in the hall on the second floor kept quiet.

"Ah, Master Xingxuan is here, you guys go down first, we will talk about these issues another day." A man sitting on the top chair in the hall got up and said to the people sitting on both sides of the hall, Then he walked up to Xingxuan himself, and lured Xingxuan into the seat he had just sat on: "My lord, please take a seat, why do you have time to come to my Yincheng? Come, I don't want to drink tea, my lord... Back then Returning to Fengchu, the subordinate really didn't intend it, due to the situation..."

This man's attitude is very ambiguous and tricky.

Seeing that he respected Xingxuan and dismissed the ghosts who were discussing matters in the house, he stepped forward to directly shirk the guilt of the blood city being occupied by Fengchu.With the cultivation mode of Blood City, and based on my understanding of Xingxuan, if I put it in Fengchu's hands, Blood City can develop faster.

Xingxuan's personality would at least not allow ghosts to eat ghosts, and the city had become a place where the weak preyed on the strong.

"Yin Qiong, I didn't come here to hold you accountable for surrendering. The Blood City is better in Fengchu's hands than mine. I came here to ask you for one thing, the Requiem Grass." Xingxuan's eyes were cold. Glancing at this man named Yinqiong, Yinqiong's servants quickly brought two bowls of blood tea to me and Xingxuan.

There are two eyeballs soaked in this blood tea, which is disgusting to look at.

It's just that the tea container is a red translucent tea bowl, which looks a bit like blood jade, very expensive.

"We have a lot of this kind of grass here, and you can have as much as you want." Yin Qiong still had a flattering look, and he sternly sipped at the servant who brought the tea, "Why are you standing still, hurry up!" Go get the requiem grass for your lord."

Xingxuan frowned, as if he could feel Yin Qiong's hypocrisy and arrogance, but he didn't get entangled in this matter, and asked him directly: "Do you remember Li Yu who was going to marry your daughter a thousand years ago? He married you a few days ago. Sending my daughter back, I wonder if you know anything about his whereabouts?"

"Li Yu? Didn't he go to the human world? How dare he come to Yincheng? If he dares to come, I must beat him out! Ever since he killed my daughter, I haven't seen him for a long time I don’t even know where he’s gone.” Yin Qiong took a sip of his own blood tea, his tone obviously cooled down.

There was blood on his pale lips, giving off a bloodthirsty and cold feeling.

There was a strong voice in my heart that he was lying.

Li Yu went to Yinjie to look for a scholar after sending the silver kite home, but the man said that Li Yu had never been here before.

(End of this chapter)

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