This era.

A city has to accommodate the food, clothing, housing and transportation of millions of people. Its scale and operating model really make Zhao Rong feel incredible and curious.

He looked out.

Duyou City has no city walls. Its vast buildings are dark and dense, extending to the end of the horizon.

There is a sky blue "ribbon" there, which is the North Sea where the water from Lidu flows into.

Judging from the mountain and river map, Duyou City is located on a small piece of land protruding into the North Sea, like a peninsula.

Li Du was like a horizontal line, domineeringly splitting the entire Duyou City.

Divided into west and east.

The buildings in the West City are relatively low and dense, while the buildings in the East City are generally tall and spacious.

What Su Xiaoxiao was pointing to Zhao Rong was an extremely conspicuous mountain in the east city, which was also the highest mountain in Duyou City.

This mountain is quite strange. From a distance, it appears to be entirely purple, as if it were wearing a purple dress.

Zhao Rong took a look and nodded.

At this moment.

Boom!

After the ship shook violently for a while, it successfully landed.

The dragon boat had just come to a stop and there was no time to lower the stairs.

Then the impatient monk used his magical skills to fly off the boat.

For a moment, the shore was bright and lively.

Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao were not in a hurry and waited for the crowded crowd to get off the boat first.

Zhao Rong saw this and turned to Su Xiaoxiao and said seriously:

"Baby, quickly transform yourself into my mount and carry me down."

"I can't fly..."

Su Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes, "Besides, Xiaoxiao is very small, how can I carry you on my back... Um, Zhao Lang, you are such an unfaithful man, you actually want to ride on Xiaoxiao?"

She bit her pink lips and punched Zhao Rong's chest with her little fist.

Zhao Rong felt that this pink fist was just like a tickle. He suppressed his laughter and said, "I haven't seen what the baby's true form looks like yet. How about..."

Su Xiaoxiao quickly folded her hands and covered her lover's mouth, "No, no, it won't look good."

Zhao Rong moved her hand away, and suddenly lowered his head, resting his forehead against Su Xiaoxiao's white forehead, looking directly into her eyes, "Silly girl, no matter what you look like, I like you."

Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head back, touched her forehead to his, and stared into those eyes. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly lowered her head and snuggled into his arms, grinning foolishly.

"Hehe, it still won't work. I won't show it to you..."

Zhao Rong hugged the silly girl and was about to say something else when he felt the intolerable gazes of some people around him.

Well, it seems a bit too much, this dog food is spread...

Zhao Rong smiled.

Afterwards, the two flirted with each other for a while, and when the crowd was no longer crowded, they leisurely got off the boat.

It was just past noon and a sunny afternoon.

This is one of the many ferry crossings on the west bank of the river, very lively and noisy.

There were all kinds of people, making Zhao Rong dazzled.

The dusty pedestrians, the monks who looked tough, the elegant noblemen, the wealthy guests with their beautiful wives and relatives...

Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao lined up at the exit and were checked by a group of tall guards wearing black military uniforms with dark gold trim.

Zhao Rong looked at him calmly for a few seconds.

These guards who managed the ferry and guarded the pass had a familiar warrior aura about them.

Three of them even gave him the same pressure as when facing Liu Sanbian, but they were much weaker.

But he is undoubtedly a martial artist of high rank.

But this checkpoint was not as strict as Zhao Rong had imagined.

After he and Su Xiaoxiao took out the travel passes that proved their identity and the customs documents they had used along the way, the other party took a quick look at them, asked them to register, and then let them go.

Outside the ferry, there are all kinds of carriages and carriages.

Zhao Rong even saw a troop of no less than a hundred people with luxurious carriages and sedan chairs parked not far away. The servants and guards were looking forward to it, probably waiting for the distinguished guests.

"Baby, does your grandma know that you are coming to see her?"

"I don't know. I ran down the mountain secretly."

"What on earth does this great-grandmother you are talking about do? She is in Duyou City."

"Well, I don't know."

"Then where is your great-grandmother, do you know?"

"have no idea."

Zhao Rong: “…”

He coughed and tried, "What's your great-grandmother's name?"

Su Xiaoxiao tilted her head.

"Grandma's last name is Su, Su... Grandma Su... Well, I don't know her name... But, Grandma is Grandma. She is the deputy clan leader and the most powerful elder in our Fire Fox clan. She knows many, many scholars and can tell many, many stories..."

When her great-grandmother was mentioned, the little girl started counting on her fingers and recounting them in a clear voice.

Zhao Rong slapped his forehead.

What's in your little head?

This is too unreliable... How dare you run down the mountain without saying a word when you don't know anything?

How could such a stupid little fox demon...Okay, I want this little fox demon, and I have taken her home.

He interrupted helplessly: "Then how are you going to find her?"

Su Xiaoxiao noticed Zhao Rong's expression and smiled slightly.

"Zhao Lang, I'm not that stupid. I know how to find my grandmother."

Zhao Rong was startled when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that you foxes have some other secret codes for contacting each other... Heavenly King Covering Earth Tiger?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head.

She took Zhao Rong's hand and said, "I can go to Zhaixing Tower."

"Star-picking Tower?"

"Well, I don't know where my grandmother is, but I can definitely contact her in Zhaixing Tower..."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, then listened to Su Xiaoxiao's explanation, nodding occasionally.

It turns out that this Zhaixing Tower is similar to a demon clan mansion.

It is not a force with strict systems, but an organization with arbitrary management and loose freedom.

In a large city of cultivators like Duyou City, there will almost always be a big figure among the demon clan in the city who builds the Zhaixing Tower.

It makes it convenient for different types of local monsters to communicate and form groups.

Foreign monsters can rest in the Zhaixing Tower.

Monsters within a certain range can also trade items or inquire about information there.

It has many functions, it is equivalent to a mansion open to the demon clan.

Su Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Grandma is in Duyou City. The people in Zhaixing Tower must know her. Xiaoxiao can just go there to find her."

Zhao Rong nodded. "That sounds good, but there is a small problem. Do you know where the Zhaixing Tower is? Duyou City is so big, it will probably take you a long time to find it."

Su Xiaoxiao scratched her head and said, "It's getting late. Let's go into the city first and then ask someone else."

"Excuse me, sir, are you going to West City?"

At this moment, Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao, who were standing on the roadside at the ferry exit, suddenly heard a voice coming from the side.

The voice is clear and melodious.

Zhao Rong and the other man turned around when they heard the voice.

It was a man... no, it was a young woman with short hair.

She didn't have long hair like most women, but a refreshing short hair.

I can't tell his approximate age, but judging from his voice he should be young.

Her appearance was not pretty, just ordinary, but quite attractive, especially her clear eyes and two heroic eyebrows.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

The short-haired woman is thin, unlike Su Xiaoxiao who is petite, but rather strong.

Her skin was rough and wheat-colored. In the sunlight, there was some sweat on her forehead and a wet white towel was draped around her neck.

At this time, the short-haired woman was standing in front of a carriage, touching the blood-red horse's neck with her right hand, staring at Zhao Rong's eyes with her sharp eyes.

Zhao Rong didn't speak immediately. He looked at her for a while and noticed the carriage behind her. Her clothes and appearance matched the carriage, and there were some similar people around her.

Zhao Rong nodded, "We are about to go to Duyou City. How much is your carriage?"