Aoki Castle.
The sky was about to brighten at dawn, and the light of dawn shone through the holes in the clouds, illuminating this magnificent city that had just been built.
The huge city gate was wide open, swallowing up the carriages and horses coming and going like a dragon.
Qingmu City is a dividing line in southern Xinjiang and the first major human city leaving the heartland of the demon race.
Arriving here means you have entered the radiation range of Nanguan.
Above the city gate that was swallowing up the crowds of people, there was a huge head of a disaster beast hanging. It was the head of a fourth-grade demon king, which was killed by the King of Zhennan himself. It was still lifelike after so many years.
In the city, there are Dayu-style bungalows and corner towers commonly seen in southern Xinjiang, interspersed with each other. People on the streets are dressed in long gowns and long skirts, while others are dressed in unrestrained clothes.
The cultural customs of the two regions are integrated into this city, which is strange and harmonious.
Inside a carriage amidst the traffic.
"We are finally back to the human race's sphere of influence."
Behind the car curtain, Li Mo looked relaxed and cheerful, as if he had put down some burden.
Qingmu City is not prosperous. Not to mention Yunzhou, even Ziyang Prefecture City cannot compare.
But it gave him a feeling of intimacy and bustling crowd.
"Ice cubes, do you want some?"
"What?"
Ying Bing, who was drinking tea, raised her eyes and followed his gaze.
There was an old man sitting in front of a cart on the street, dipping a bamboo stick in the sugar juice in the pot and painting on a stone slab. He was telling stories vividly while painting, attracting a large number of children to gather around him.
Sugar painting?
Isn't this something only children eat?
"I want to eat."
"Okay, I'll draw one for you too."
Li Mo's smile suddenly became bright.
He discussed with the old man selling sugar paintings for a few words, and when he took out a golden bean, the old man's cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, indicating that he could tell at a glance that you are a craftsman.
Sugar painting is not difficult. Just draw quickly and don't let the sugar juice solidify.
In a short while, a sugar man that looked like a big-headed doll appeared out of nowhere, and with the help of painter Xiao Li's painting skills, it came to life.
"Wow, my brother draws really well."
“Is this a painting of yourself?”
"Grandpa Qi always draws rabbits and tigers. We are tired of seeing them."
The children surrounded Li Mo, clamoring for him to make a few more different sugar figures.
The grandson of the stall owner, who was a chubby boy and the leader of the children in this area, stood with his hands on his waist and said unconvincedly:
"My grandfather is the best. If you have the ability, you can draw more."
Student Xiao Li handed the big-headed doll made of sugar into the car and raised his eyebrows.
Here it comes, a return to the human city, even the things that happened are so classic.
The contempt and disdain of the villain!
So, there’s no need to say more about what to do next, right?
Fortunately, Senior Brother Ouyang did not come with us, because his drawings are not suitable to be shown to children.
Student Li's mouth curled up:
"Today I will show you what a true painting saint is!"
then.
A quarter of an hour later.
"Wow, this big snake is so fierce, what kind of monster is it?"
"Hehe, you haven't seen it before, this is Ming Jiao."
"What about this?"
"This is the shrimp-headed man."
"Wow, big brother, your drawing is so similar, have you seen them all?"
"More than I've seen."
Student Li put his hands on his waist and said proudly:
"I have been one before! Have you ever heard of the auditions?"
The winter sun seemed a little warmer.
The children all had various kinds of sugar paintings in their hands, and they ate them while listening to stories. Even the chubby little brother was impressed and voluntarily acknowledged Xiao Li as the leader.
The new king of kids on this street is born!
Ying Bing crossed her long legs, her face was as cold and pure as a goddess in the snow, but she gently took a bite of the big-headed doll made of candy.
Very sweet.
The scene of the young boy showing off his divine powers in front of a group of children, calling the wind and rain, was reflected in her eyes.
Let her eyes be like the warm sun in winter.
After saying goodbye to this group of little kids, the carriage slowly started moving again.
The two were looking for an inn, but they saw a crowd of people gathered not far away, so that even the carriage could not get in.
"The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Ranking has come out again, but it's a pity that we don't have a Dragon Gate here."
"It's good to have something to look at. Hmm...there are no changes in the Heaven Ranking and the Earth Ranking? That's normal...what about the Hidden Dragon Ranking?"
“Here it comes!”
An officer walked through the crowd and posted the last Hidden Dragon List on the bulletin board.
There is little change in the Heaven Ranking and Earth Ranking throughout the year and even the Human Ranking does not change much.
Therefore, what people talk about most is naturally the Hidden Dragon List.
For a moment, many people were stunned and discussions broke out.
“Isn’t this a huge change?”
"Young Marquis Zhong, who is guarding our city, has risen to 65? With him and General Qu leading the troops in our Qingmu City, we can rest assured."
"If the young marquis were in the army, his strength would be much stronger, and fighting against opponents of higher rank would be a piece of cake. I feel that this ranking is still low."
"etc."
The common people were whispering to each other and were very respectful to Zhong Zhenyue. After all, with his status, he could have stayed in the safe Nanguan, but since he came back from Yunzhou, he took the initiative to volunteer to come to Qingmu City.
"Zhong Zhenyue is also in Qingmu Castle?"
Student Xiao Li in the crowd heard a familiar name.
Not long.
Several potential dragon lists were posted, and when they approached the top ten, the scene suddenly became quiet.
"Wangqi Fighting Spirit Eleven? Ying Bing...Tenth?!"
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