She has accepted the fact that her soul is gone, this is still the Tianyuan Continent, but this place is very different from a thousand years, there are only four great powers, Dongchen, Xijiu, Nandi, and Beiyuan, as well as the Jialan Empire, which is the largest in the center.

A thousand years of time, the vicissitudes of life. The dynasty of that year has also fallen.

Ling Luo walked all the way to the entrance of Yingyang Street, and saw all kinds of shops, bustling crowds, some selling food, some selling jewelry, some selling clothes, almost as long as you want to get it, this three-mile-long Yingyang Street can be found all.

Ling Luo found a pharmacy and bought two bottles of medicinal wine for bruises, and some gold sore medicines that were commonly used every day. Next door is a steamed bun shop, the line is quite long, and it looks like it should taste good.

Ling Luo smiled lightly, and also lined up, waiting for a while before it was her turn.

"Little Er, I want twenty, ten dishes and ten meats, all packed."

Sheng Ge has been with him for so many years, and he has done his best, and he has endured hardships a lot, so let's bring some to that girl.

"Okay." Xiao Er's hands and feet were very neat, and he quickly wrapped them and handed them to Ling Luo, "This young lady, you take it, a total of thirty yuan." ”

Ling Luo paid the money, and suddenly heard the voice of a somewhat hoarse man.

"Little Er, you can ...... Give me a bun? I haven't eaten in two days. ”

This man's voice was unique and highly recognizable, and Ling Luo turned around and saw a man in rags.

He was very dirty, so dirty that his whole face was so black that he couldn't even make out his face, his hair was scattered, about to his waist, very greasy, and the ends of his hair were knotted, but a pair of black pupils were unusually shiny, glowing with a faint golden light.

He stinks, it can be said that it stinks unpleasantly, and the original clothes on his body can no longer be seen to be made of material, only feeling a large piece of black, exuding a smell unimaginable to ordinary people. The queue to buy the buns dispersed in an instant.

Even Ling Luo couldn't help but tighten the paper bag of the bun, cover his nose, and take a step back. She didn't retreat too far because her eyes fell on the pendant around the waist of the dirty, smelly beggar, a black meteorite with two words engraved on it, ancient characters from a thousand years ago.

Ling Luo suddenly became interested, and even though she was a few steps away, she still felt a powerful and terrifying fluctuation of vitality from the black meteorite.

Although her current body is very weak, her soul is the soul of a genius alchemist for a thousand years, and her sensing ability is extremely strong.

"Go, go, stinky beggar, get out of the way of me, don't get in the way of our business." The little boy who sold buns knocked the dirty beggar's hand open with a stick.

"One bun, one is fine." The man's body was very tall, with a sense of oppression that came from his body, and he stretched out a slender but black finger, and there was a hint of begging in his crystal pupils.

"Get out! Our shop is small, don't mess around! The official owner of the bun shop came out, holding a slightly thick wooden stick in his hand, and hit it when he came up.

This boss is a cultivator, with a faint cyan wood vitality on his stick, he should be a second-order martial artist, so he chases the dirty beggar with a stick and beats him.

The dirty beggar was like a great enemy, dodging all the way, but unfortunately he didn't seem to be a cultivator, and the thick wooden stick beckoned to his body one by one, making him scream in pain.