Sacred Devil

But fortunately, Yang Biao is a down-to-earth person and reliable in his work, so Jiang Hao's hard work is not in vain.

After hearing Jiang Hao's inquiry, Yang Biao also reported his recent progress in cultivation. After listening, Jiang Hao nodded and asked about Quchi city. Jiang Hao left dayanwu again.

After these days of practice, Jiang Hao also realized that he had hit a bottleneck in his cultivation, so he did not intend to continue to close down. Instead, he wanted to leave Quchi city for a while to find opportunities to continue practicing Shenwen.

Jiang Hao felt that he could not compete with the major forces in Zhongzhou with his current low-level Shenwen power, and each battle consumed too much. It was really urgent to further cultivate intermediate Shenwen talents. Therefore, it was the most important thing for Jiang Hao to go out and find opportunities.

Shenyan Zhentian wing is obviously the top of the chance.

And Jiang Hao also needs to go to the iceberg wasteland again to find the answer.

You can't even know who the enemy is after being plotted by someone for no reason.

Since the group of mysterious people had already known their trend, this time Jiang Hao did not use Shenwen to build the transmission array, but took the city transmission array, which was transmitted to the city of ice.

After arriving at the city of ice, Jiang Hao went to the inn where he had been for the first time. He also had a cup of clear heart and turbid wine in his mind.

It seems that his memory still did not appear any confusion, just inexplicably missing the paragraph about Li Xingxing. Thinking of the latter's disappointed expression and his thin back when he left, Jiang Hao was inexplicably agitated, but he didn't know where to start.

I just feel strange.

Jiang Hao suppressed these inexplicable emotions, then raised his feet and walked into the inn.

As soon as he entered the door, the waiter's voice of surprise was ringing.

"My guest, I didn't expect that you would come out of the iceberg wasteland so soon. I think you should have a good harvest this time?"

Although I know that the bartender is just a pleasant word, it is obvious that after the bartender has finished, many people in the shop are looking at Jiang Hao's body and carefully.

With the idea of not exposing his real strength outside, Jiang Hao's strength is only a small and complete strong man in the period of concentration

such strength may be regarded as a figure in other places, but it can only be regarded as fair in this cold city.

After all, if you want to enter the iceberg wasteland, the strength of concentration period is just the beginning.

Here, Jiang Hao once felt several obscure breath in the city more than once, and those breath were more powerful than one, and there were several monsters in the robbery period.

Therefore, after perceiving Jiang Hao's strength, many people turned their lips in disappointment.

It's just a small concentration period. Even the team members don't have any. What kind of harvest can you get? I'm afraid I can't even get into the periphery of the iceberg wasteland.

In the face of these disdainful eyes, Jiang Hao didn't have much reaction, but nodded at Xiao ER and then said.

"The same as before."

After hearing this, the bartender also put the dishcloth on his shoulder, and then said, "Hello, my guest, wait a moment."

After saying this, the bartender went to help Jiang Hao get the wine.

When he lived in this inn before, Jiang Hao would order Qingxin Zhuo almost every time. Therefore, the bartender of this hotel also remembered his habits.

Although the people who cultivated immortals had already built a valley, and they should not have any desire for these things, Jiang Hao enjoyed the cold feeling brought by the wine in his throat.

It was as if the whole person would wake up in an instant.

"Little brother, come to this ice city alone?"

Just as Jiang Hao was drinking himself, a middle-aged man came up and stood at Jiang Hao's table and asked.

"What do you want?"

Jiang Hao raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked curiously?

At present, the middle-aged man was very strong. The muscles on his arms were like a hill, and the strength contained in them was palpable. Obviously, the man in front of him was a person who practiced physical strength.

"I see you like old friends at first sight. I wonder if you can make a table. Of course, it's my treat."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said very frankly.

After seeing each other's self familiar appearance, Jiang Hao suddenly thought of his new younger brother, Ouyang Wencheng. Their behaviors looked very similar, but his younger brother was obviously more two-dimensional.

"Sit down."

Jiang Hao reached out and made a gesture, which was acquiescence of the middle-aged man's self-made acquaintance.

Seeing Jiang Hao let himself sit down, the middle-aged man was no longer polite, but sat down on his own."I'll give you another pot of wine here. If you have anything delicious, I'll bring it to you."

The middle-aged man waved his arms and called to the waiter.

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