Chapter 133 Ice Emperor Hai Bodong!

At the gate of Mocheng, a dozen soldiers in armor, holding long guns, were shouting at passers-by entering the city to pay the city entry tax.

Perhaps because it is close to the border and the snake people, the defense here is much tighter than that of ordinary large cities.

Moreover, because of the hot weather, the soldiers guarding here were also a little irritated by the hot weather. They shouted and cursed unceremoniously and kept urging passers-by at the city gate.

Morrowind's clothes make people feel very luxurious at first glance, which is a bit out of tune with the crowd here. Moreover, combined with his superior temperament and the faint aura of a strong man, some guards paid attention early. arrive.

Therefore, when Morrowind approached the city gate, these soldiers did not dare to charge him a fee to enter the city. Instead, they all showed flattering smiles.

"Young master, are you going to the city?" A soldier greeted Chenfeng with a smile.

"Um!"

Chenfeng did not stop, he only glanced at the guards lightly, and then walked towards the city on his own.

Slowly walking out of the somewhat dim city wall passage, Chen Feng's eyesight brightened slightly. City buildings with unique desert characteristics appeared in his field of vision. The strange-looking houses and buildings made Chen Feng feel a little open. vision.

"If I remember correctly, Ice King Haibodong should have opened a map shop called "Gutu" in this city!"

Standing on the street, Chenfeng's eyes swept across the crowded street. After a while, he directly approached a passerby and asked about the specific location of the shop named "Gutu".

"Master, you are going to Gutu. It is a map shop opened by an old guy. Just go straight over there and then turn right..."

The passerby who was pulled by Chen Feng saw Chen Feng's luxurious dress and did not refuse. Instead, he respectfully pointed the direction to Chen Feng.

"It's your reward!"

Morrowind gave the passerby a small bag of gold coins, and then headed towards the place he just mentioned.

"They are all gold coins...Thank you, Master, for the reward!"

When he opened the bag and saw the dazzling gold coins inside, the passerby was immediately overjoyed and thanked Chenfeng who had already walked away.

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After arriving in Mocheng, Chenfeng did not use the Hidden Spirit Stone to hide his aura. The cultivation aura of an eight-star fighting spirit expert on his body would frighten some passers-by from time to time.

Not long after walking, the map shop named "Gutu" appeared in Chenfeng's sight.

This store is not as luxurious and flamboyant as other stores. It looks vaguely quaint.

"This is it!"

Chenfeng groaned in his heart, then strode into the store.

The interior of the store is not too spacious, and the faint light of two moonstones illuminates the store quite brightly.

I glanced around the inside of the store. There weren't many people inside to buy maps, and it looked deserted.

Chenfeng's eyes focused on an old man behind the counter who was carefully making a map with his head lowered. This old man was obviously quite old, but although he had white hair, he was holding a black drawing pen. The dry palm is still strong and steady.

"Master, the old guy in this shop is not as simple as he seems on the surface. According to my detection, this old guy's real strength should be at the Douhuang level. However, he seems to be suppressed by some strange force. The strength in his body, Now it’s only about the fighting spirit strength!”

Just when Chenfeng's eyes focused on the white-haired old man behind the counter, Yaochen's soul in the soul flag sent Chenfeng a reminder.

"Well, I know all this!"

Hearing Yao Chen's reminder, Chenfeng nodded gently. Not only did he know that the old man in front of him originally had the cultivation of Dou Huang, but he also knew his specific identity.

The next moment, Chenfeng walked directly to the counter and pretended to scan the large number of maps on the counter.

Perhaps sensing the aura of cultivation on Chen Feng's body, the old man who had been concentrating on drawing the map suddenly stopped and slowly raised his head, revealing an old face.

There is a terrifying scar on this old face from the left cheek to the corner of the eye. Although the old man's eyes are quite peaceful, this scar still adds a hint of ferocity to him.

With Chenfeng's seemingly fifteen or sixteen-year-old age, he revealed the aura of a high-level fighting spirit, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

The old man raised his head and looked at Chenfeng, with a strange wave in his eyes.

"Senior...can you choose the best map for me to go to the desert?"

Looking into the old man's eyes, Chenfeng asked quietly.

Although Morrowind was sure that the person in front of him was Ice Emperor Hai Bodong, he did not point it out directly.

After all, Ice King Haibodong has disappeared for so many years, and even some of the elders in the Miter family may not be able to recognize him. If Morrowind, a person who was born only in the past ten years, recognizes him, that is not the case. It seems suspicious.

"Um?"

As Chenfeng finished speaking, the look in the old man's eyes seemed quite complicated.

Under his observation, Chen Feng's cultivation had clearly reached the level of a high-level fighting spirit. When he was called "Senior" just now, it was obvious that it was not an honorific simply out of respect for the old man.

"I'm just a bad old man, I don't deserve to be called senior!"

The old man said calmly, then lowered his head slightly and carefully searched for a map on the counter.

"Haha, senior may have once been a strong man at the level of Dou Huang. Isn't it normal for me to call you senior?" Chenfeng also laughed flatly.

However, as Chenfeng's plain words fell, the white-haired old man at the counter looked visibly startled, and the map in his hand was torn into pieces by force.

The old man raised his head and stared at the morning breeze, with a faint chill in his cloudy pupils.

"Who are you anyway?"

After staring at the morning breeze for a while, the old man's eyes suddenly became sharp.

His palm tapped somewhere on the table, and the open door closed with a bang. Immediately, a cold and tyrannical momentum spread from the old man's body towards the morning breeze. The impact comes.

At this moment, a powerful aura surged out of Chenfeng's body, offsetting the pressure of the old man's aura.

"Senior, please don't get me wrong. I don't know you. It's just that my natural perception is a bit weird, and I feel particularly deeply about some of the energy around me. Previously, I happened to detect the majestic energy in senior's body, so..."

Looking at the old man who reacted so violently, Chen Feng spread his hands and smiled.

After hearing Chen Feng's explanation, the old man's expression softened. He stared at Chen Feng's face carefully for a while, and then sighed: "Young man, at your age, you have reached a high level." This is the only person I’ve ever seen in my life who is capable of Jiedou Ling cultivation... Presumably, you are not a member of the empire, right?"