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Volume 1: Xiaohe just showed his sharp horns Chapter 15: Country bumpkin

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    The spirit boat slowly landed in front of Meng Bufan.  On top of the spirit boat, stood dozens of mighty soldiers wearing black armor. Most of them were in the early or middle stages of Emperor Wu.  The leader was tall, nearly two meters tall, and was at the peak of Emperor Wu's later cultivation.  He is Lei Ming, the captain of the fifth patrol team in ancient Fengcheng.  Looking at the soldiers on the spirit boat, Meng Bufan quickly made a rough assessment of the overall strength of ancient Fengcheng.  In the mortal world, large capital cities like Shenhuang City are usually patrolled by warriors of the Martial Emperor realm.  In the Heavenly Palace, people in the Martial God realm patrolled.  In other words, the overall strength of ancient Fengcheng was between the mortal world and the heavenly palace.  At this time, Meng Bufan felt confident.  Master Central Heavenly Emperor put him here, which is indeed a good place for Meng Bufan to practice.  So he said calmly: "I am Meng Bufan." Perhaps because they saw Meng Bufan's cultivation, those black-armored soldiers were a little nervous.  Meng Bufan's strength was relatively top-notch in ancient Fengcheng.  They didn't know whether Meng Bufan was hostile to Ancient Fengcheng. The only thing they knew was that Meng Bufan was not from Ancient Fengcheng, and the aura on Meng Bufan was different from that of locals like them.  The sound of Lei Ming was the same as his name. When he spoke, it sounded like a bell. It really sounded a bit like Lei Ming: "Where do you come from? Why did you come to our ancient Fengcheng?" Although he was afraid of Meng Bufan's strength, he was neither humble nor arrogant.  .  At this time, people were entering the city one after another, but Meng Bufan found that these black-armored soldiers did not ask them any questions.  Meng Bufan was a little confused, why did they stop him for questioning?  Meng Bufan knew that if he forced his way into the city, these black-armored soldiers would definitely not be able to stop him.  But he can't do that.  If this is the case, the black-armored soldiers will definitely sound a warning.  Once an expert appears, Meng Bufan is not sure.  What's more, he came here to experience and find opportunities, not to cause trouble.  So, Meng Bufan only pondered and replied: "I am from Tiangong. I have no hostility in ancient Fengcheng, just to practice and gain some experience." His answer made Lei Ming frown.  There have been people from the outside who have entered the ancient Fengcheng to experience before, but there are very few people as strong as Meng Bufan.  After thinking for a moment, he waved his hand and let it go.  " Anyway, ancient Fengcheng had its own powerful control. Although Meng Bufan was strong, he couldn't make too big a splash.  The most important thing is that Lei Ming found nothing wrong with Meng Bufan.  Before Meng Bufan entered the ancient Feng City, he asked Lei Ming a question: "Brother, I have a question, can you give me some advice?" "Well, tell me!" Lei Ming said to Meng Bufan, who was young but so powerful.  Very interested too.  He stared at Meng Bufan with interest.  "With so many people entering the city, my appearance is not obviously different from theirs. Why did you stop me to ask?" Meng Bufan pointed at the warriors around him who were still entering the city one after another.  "Haha" Lei Ming burst out laughing after hearing Meng Bufan's question.  "We are all descendants of the ancient Phoenix Clan, and the aura of Phoenix Fire will emit from our bodies. We can tell it by the breath." "Then don't you Phoenix Clan all have fire attributes?" Meng Bufan was horrified.  The whole city is filled with fire-attribute warriors, which is shocking.  Lei Ming smiled and nodded.  He had a good impression of Meng Bufan, so he patiently answered his questions.  After thanking him, Meng Bufan stepped into Fengcheng.  What kind of world is this!  Meng Bufan secretly marveled.  The clouds floating in the sky are all red.  On the red cloud, the meaning of fire is faintly revealed.  The entire city is basically red, except for the patrolling soldiers wearing black armor.  Everyone else was wearing red clothes.  The whole city is a sea of ??red, like a sea of ????fire.  And Meng Bufan, dressed in Tsing Yi, looked so eye-catching in this crowd.  Many people turned their attention to Meng Bufan and pointed at him as an uninvited guest.  Meng Bufan naturally understands that when you go to a country, do as the Romans do.  The first thing he has to do now is to find an inn and put on a red suit.  He couldn't change the aura on his body for the time being, but he could at least make his appearance consistent with others.  Fortunately, because Xiaohu also has a fire attribute, he also prefers red clothes.  Now Xiaohu is almost as tall as Meng Bufan. Xiaohu is in the gourd now. He must have spare red clothes on him. Meng Bufan doesn't need to buy them specially.  Before entering the ancient Fengcheng, Xiaohu entered the gourd.  Because the ancient Fengcheng's fairy spirit was obviously not as good as the Heavenly Palace, nor as good as the Gourd Little World.?, so the little tiger stayed in the gourd and did not come out.  Just when Meng Bufan was looking for an inn, a group of people came towards him.  Needless to say, they are also all dressed in red.  Wherever they passed, others avoided them.  It seems that he should be someone like the prince and grandson of the ancient Phoenix clan, and others don't dare to mess with him.  The leader was a young man of about twenty years old. He had a fair face and two words written on his pampered face - arrogance.  His eyes seemed to be arrogant to the world.  There were quiet discussions around Meng Bufan.  "Brother, hurry up and hide. The person here is Feng Feifei, the prince of the Phoenix clan. We can't afford to offend him." "Okay. I heard that Feng Feifei is already in the middle stage of the Martial God. We really can't afford to offend him." Meng Bufan's hearing is so powerful that he  All these discussions were heard.  Meng Bufan smiled silently. It seemed that it was the same whether in the mortal world or elsewhere.  There are such domineering officials and officials everywhere.  Feng Feifei seems to be proud of it. In the ancient Feng City, he was able to become a mid-stage Martial God at the age of twenty.  Naturally talented.  He is also the prince of the Phoenix clan.  Wherever you go, others will give in.  Meng Bufan smiled and followed everyone back to the street.  Although he disliked this bully young master, he didn't intend to teach him a lesson.  He has arrived in ancient Fengcheng for the first time and has no intention of causing trouble.  He didn¡¯t want to cause trouble, but trouble came to his door.  Feng Feifei glanced around as he walked, as if a king was inspecting his subjects.  His eyes fell on Meng Bufan. Meng Bufan, dressed in green clothes, looked extremely eye-catching among the red crowd.  Feng Feifei stood next to Meng Bufan, staring at Meng Bufan with admiring eyes.  On the surface, Meng Bufan is also in the middle stage of the Martial God stage, just like Feng Feifei.  This surprised Feng Feifei, and she immediately had the idea of ??recruiting.  However, there is no hint of appreciation in his language. On the contrary, his language is full of arrogance and contempt.  "Hillbilly, your kung fu is pretty good. This prince has taken a liking to you. From today on, you will be my bodyguard."
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