The next morning, the mighty fleet continued to ride the wind on the vast river. But unlike yesterday, there are no monsters making waves, and the sparkling river reflects the golden sunlight that dazzles people's eyes.

Murong Feng stood at the bow of the boat and blew the wind for a while, then saw the sword idiot rubbing his brows and came to the deck, muttering, "What the hell, I obviously didn't get drunk last night." ”

Murong Feng smiled lightly: "People are not drunk, but if you want to be drunk, it is useless for you to resist." ”

The sword idiot stared at Murong Feng speechlessly, and sighed: "Sometimes I really feel that this girl of yours seems to be an old monster who has lived for seventy or eighty years. ”

Murong Feng snorted, turned his head to look at the golden river, and changed the subject: "Our boat is turning to the west bank. ”

The sword idiot rubbed his brows and said: "The closer the Tianhe River is to the north, the wider it becomes, if you don't turn in advance, sail along the west bank, and wait until you reach Lianyun City, and then turn to cross the Tianhe River to go to Tianhe Mansion City, and you will waste a day and a night on the road." ”

Murong Feng sighed, looked back at the fleet of the Nine Gangs of the Li River, and found that they did not follow, but continued to sail along the east coast to Lianyun City. After all, they are a gang under the Jinguang Temple, and they are not all the way to the Blood Drinking True Monarch from the Divine Sword Sect, and if they get too close, they will inevitably be suspicious, so they parted ways here. However, the other party is an old man after all, and when they parted, he drove a fast boat to serve a few leading bosses with wine, thousands of catties of meat, and countless meat, which was a farewell gift.

The Blood Drink True Monarch naturally accepted them all unceremoniously, and said that when he arrived at the Divine Sword Gate, he would invite a few leading bosses to drink together.

After parting ways with the mighty fleet of the Nine Gangs of the Li River, Yang Fan, the big ship of the blood-drinking true monarch, blew the wind and accelerated its speed.

"Your Majesty." The Blood Drink True Monarch came to the back of Murong Feng, who was standing on the bow of the ship, and said respectfully: "We will arrive at Longshou City on the west bank before dark, rest there for a night, and sail north along the west bank for a day tomorrow to reach Tianhe Mansion City." It's just that the west coast is the realm of the Heavenly Star Sect. "The implication is that Murong Feng and the sword idiot are fine, and it is best not to show up again, so as not to be discovered by the people of the Heavenly Star Sect.

Murong Feng said indifferently: "You don't have to worry, no one has seen me." ”

"It's the villain who is overly worried." The Blood Drink True Monarch sneered, and suddenly straightened up with a straight face. It turned out that Yang Xiu came to the deck.

Yang Xiu came to the three of them and glanced at Murong Feng awkwardly, obviously unable to forget yesterday's ugliness. I saw him report to the Blood Drinking Zhenjun: "Back to the Zhenjun, the gifts presented by the Lijiang Nine Gang have been counted and verified with the gift list. ”

Blood Drink Zhenjun nodded with a smile on his face, and then said: "You behaved well last night, you can be regarded as raising your face for the deity, you go to the gift and choose a medium-grade magic weapon for your body." "Obviously, the wine and food served by the leading bosses were mixed with a lot of private goods.

Hearing this, Yang Xiu hurriedly thanked the Blood Drinking True Monarch for his reward.

Suddenly, there was a "Moo!" sound from the river. "The long beast roared.

Murong Feng turned his head to look at it, and was really taken aback, and said in surprise: "What kind of demon beast is this?" How big! ”

I saw a mossy 'hill' emerge from the bottom of the wide river, and the three-masted galleon that several people were carrying was like a small sampan in front of the giant beast.

Yang Xiu had a rare opportunity to show off his knowledge in front of the beautiful woman, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Miss Zhao has definitely never seen this floating island beast in the inland. But don't worry, because this floating island beast is gentle by nature, and as long as you don't provoke it, it won't attack passing ships. ”

"Floating Island Beast? As the name suggests, it's as big as an island. Murong Feng exclaimed.

At this time, the floating island beast had already raised half of its body to the surface, and from a distance it looked like a hippopotamus in dark scale armor, but its body was nearly 100 feet long, and its mouth was full of whiskers.

However, what surprised Murong Feng even more was that this behemoth beast was not one, but a group. At a cursory glance, there were at least eleven or twelve floating island beasts behind them, completely blocking their route.

At this time, several sailors carried several large baskets of melons and fruits into the river, and floated down the water towards the giant beasts.

Immediately, those floating island beasts stopped moving, twisted their mouths full of tentacles, rolled up melons and fruits, put them in their mouths and tasted them.

Murong Feng was surprised and said, "These baskets of melons and fruits are not enough to stuff the teeth of these giant beasts, right?" ”

"Actually, it's just a road money." Yang Xiu smiled and said: "Although these floating island beasts mainly feed on the fish and shrimp in the river and the aquatic plants on the shore, they can be fine, if we don't throw some melons and fruits for them, we will have to wait at least half a day before they can pass." ”

Sure enough, the floating island beasts ate the melons and fruits and floated lazily on the river, waiting for the small sampan-like sailboat to slowly pass in front of them before shaking their heads and continuing to float away.

"It's really a success." Murong Feng looked at the island-like giant beast, shook his head and smiled.

"What's this?" Yang Xiu continued to find a common topic with the beautiful woman, and talked endlessly about all kinds of interesting things that happened on the edge of the Tianhe. He had grown up in Qingmu City on the edge of the Tianhe River, so all kinds of anecdotes were naturally easy to make Murong Feng giggle.

The sword idiot shook his head secretly, and secretly sighed that this kid's soul was completely taken away by this girl, and it is estimated that he would jump into the river immediately without hesitation.

There was a funny one next to him, finally bringing some fun to the boring sailing, and naturally it felt that time flew by, and in the blink of an eye it was approaching evening.

The sunset splashes on the sparkling river surface but dyes the sunset red, so the scenery is naturally immersed.

"Miss Zhao, look, Longshou City has arrived!" Yang Xiu suddenly pointed to a tall tower slowly rising from the horizontal line in the distance, and said excitedly: "Miss Zhao is the Panlong Pagoda on the hill behind the Longxing Temple in Longshou City that I mentioned earlier, this tower is the first of the hundred views of this Longshou City. Especially at night, the tower is full of lanterns, and from a distance, it looks like a fire dragon flying into the sky. ”

Murong Feng showed a look of amazement at the right time, which greatly satisfied Yang Xiu's vanity.

The Panlong Tower was actually only a hundred meters high, and it was not worth mentioning to Murong Feng, who was used to seeing thousand-story buildings in Great Xia. However, everything depends on the comparison, this Panlong Tower is located on a hill in the north of Longshou City, and most of the buildings in the city do not have more than three floors of wooden buildings, so this thirteen-story tower naturally gives people a sense of standing out from the crowd.

At this time, the sun was approaching, and the monks of Longxing Temple were already hanging big windproof lanterns for the tower. It's not just for the sake of aesthetics, it's also about being a lighthouse.

The sailboat floated into the bustling port of Longshou City in the afterglow of the setting sun, and a group of monks had already come to receive it on the dock.

Like other places, there were three Jindan monks of the Xuantian Sword Sect stationed in this Dragon Head City. It's just that these three monks don't interfere with the mundane things in the city on weekdays, so there is also a city lord in the city to control everything.

After all, the Blood Drinking True Monarch was the Yuanying Monk who represented the Divine Sword Gate, and the city lord of Longshou City was naturally not qualified to receive him, so it was the three Jindan monks stationed here who came to take over.

As soon as the three of them saw the Blood Drink True Monarch, they first gave the junior salute, and then respectfully invited the Blood Drink True Monarch into the carriage. As for the place where the group stayed, it was naturally the largest and best manor in the city, and it was also the place where the three Jindan monks lived on weekdays.

Naturally, the manor had already prepared a banquet and singing and dancing, but Murong Feng preferred to go to the lively city to visit the night market full of otherworldly style, so he found an excuse to sneak out. Naturally, there is a sword idiot with him, after all, he can't see the light now, and he wears an iron mask everywhere he goes. Fortunately, such fancy clothes were all over the street, so no one would look at him more.

At night, Longshou City does not look like an ancient city at all, and the shops on both sides of the street are full of lanterns, reflecting the entire city like a city that never sleeps.

On the streets, traders and travelers with accents from all over the world shuttle back and forth, often blocking a certain area of water.

Especially near the water bridge of the east wharf of the city, it is full of people and noisy.

There are stalls and vendors everywhere along the coast, and there are many people who are playing treasures and tricks to attract tourists to stop.

In such a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, it is natural that there are red lanterns, green building tile kilns and painting boats.

But this time, the sword idiot said that he would not let Murong Feng go to the ditch again, after all, entering the teahouse to listen to the drama can still be said to be vassal elegance, but entering the Qinglou to listen to the music still takes Murong Feng with him, if Su Yao knows that he must strangle him.

Murong Feng saw that digging the pit could not be successful, so he proposed to go to the Panlong Tower, and the sword idiot was naturally unavoidable.

Follow the crowded flow of people to the Longxing Temple, where the incense is at its peak, even at night, the temple is still full of Sanskrit smoke, like a fairyland.

However, when the two climbed to the top of the mountain to the bottom of the Panlong Tower, they encountered a little trouble, it turned out that the Panlong Tower was forbidden to tourists at night. After all, this tower is made of bricks and wood, and it is full of huge lanterns, and no one can afford to take this responsibility in case of water.

Therefore, there are many people who climb up the hill to enjoy the night view, but they are all stopped outside the tower gate.

Of course, those who can be stopped at the door must be ordinary people, and the sword idiot was instigated by Murong Feng to step forward and reveal his relationship with the Blood Drinking True Monarch, and he was immediately politely released.

"It's only 100 meters high, but I feel like the whole scenery is different." The two climbed to the top of the tower and overlooked the night view, and Murong Feng sighed.

The sword idiot rolled his eyes and said, "It's purely your psychological effect." ”

Climbing high and looking into the distance was a favorite activity of the ancients, because it allowed people to experience the sense of accomplishment of being able to see the mountains at the top. In fact, with the skills of the two of them, let alone 100 meters, even if they fly to a height of 1,000 meters, it is not a problem, provided that they are not blown down by the wind.

But Murong Feng's climb so high in the middle of the night was not just to have a glimpse of the scenery, but mainly to secretly record the geographical features around this Dragon Head City.

This dragon head city is located at the mouth of the Bolong River, so it is named Longshou City, and if it follows the east-west direction of the Bolong River all the way to the inland source is the location of the Xuantian Sword Sect, Longyuan Ridge.

The towns on both sides of the river are basically named after this Bolong River, such as Longshou City, Longji Town, Longbelly Town, Shanglongzhuo Village, Xialongzhuo Village, Longwei Township and so on. Therefore, the towns and villages on both sides of the Bolong River are collectively called Bolong Prefecture.

And there is a special product in this Polong River, called Pig Polong.

In fact, in ancient times on earth, there was also a creature called the pig dragon, that is, the crocodile.

It's just that this pig dragon is not the other pig dragon, although it has the same name, it is not the same creature at all.

This pig dragon Murong Feng often saw in the night market just now, about zhang long, seven feet high, shaped like a hippopotamus with long horns, but more robust and hard-working than a buffalo, so it is often caught by the locals and domesticated into ploughland and cart-pulling livestock. Therefore, there are very few cattle and horses pulling carts on the street, but this pig and dragon are all over the street. It's just that according to the locals, the meat of this pig polong is sour and astringent, and the taste is the same as chewing wax, so it has escaped the fate of being served to the table by humans.

The sword idiot withdrew his gaze from the river full of pleasure boats, and caught a glimpse of Murong Fengzheng, who had compiled what he had seen and heard along the way into a case, and sent it back to the staff headquarters of the Burning Legion along with the customs and customs of various places.

The sword idiot couldn't help but sigh slightly, thinking that he was still a second-year teenager who dreamed of becoming a generation of heroes at this girl's age, and then looked at others...... It's really more embarrassing than people.

A cool night breeze blew, and Murong Feng suddenly stopped what he was doing, and his eyebrows twitched.

"What's wrong?" The sword idiot also took a deep breath, but only smelled the smell of barbecue smoke wafting from the night market.

"Strange, why does it smell of blood again?" Murong Feng looked at the upper reaches of the Bolong River with clear eyes, but shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe I'm thinking too much, maybe there are wild beasts hunting." ”

The sword idiot was speechless and said, "You can smell this?" ”

"I smell a lot, and I naturally get used to it." Murong Feng put away his things and turned around and said, "It's night, it's time to go back, I have to hurry tomorrow." ”

The sword idiot shook his head and followed.

The two of them got down the Panlong Pagoda to the foot of the mountain and returned to the manor by the same route. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a knight galloping on his horse, completely ignoring the crowded crowd on the street, and immediately made the street full of chickens, flying dogs jumping and scolding.

The knight ignored it, desperately broke the horse, rushed to the gate of the manor, flew directly and dismounted, and still stepped on a circle of cracks in the masonry ground.

The guard at the gate of the manor was taken aback, and immediately shouted angrily: "The blindless bastard from there dares to go wild here!" Want to die? ”

The knight shook his body and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, but he still roared strongly: "Shanglongclaw Village has been attacked by demon beasts, go and save the immortal master!" After finishing speaking, he directly pounced and fell silently, and then looked at the three claw marks on the back of this person, which were deep and bone-seeing.

The guards were immediately shocked, and hurriedly assigned people to save people and pass the gift.

And the pedestrians in the street were all in an uproar when they heard the knight's roar, and they were in chaos.

The sword idiot froze but stared at Murong Feng in a daze, and said in amazement: "Is there really an accident?" ”

Murong Feng rubbed his nose and pouted: "It's really a good and not a bad spirit, let's go, don't meddle in things." ”

Murong Feng walked a few steps, but found that the sword idiot was frozen in place and did not follow.