Martial God Sovereign Chapter 2904: Motian Mountains

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"Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I tend to walk towards the mountains and pretend to be extraordinary, but in fact fate is like earth..."

In the dilapidated and dark wine shop, the old shopkeeper was whispering, and the people sitting in the dim shop chose to be silent, drinking the wine brewed by the old shopkeeper.

The wine here is really not good wine.

But everyone who enters the store will gulp and drink, as if they were drinking a deadly drink.

This is indeed a desperate drink, because everyone who enters this store will do desperate things.

So, even if it's not a good wine, you have to drink enough and have a good time.

The people who can enter this store are all heroes from all sides. Who doesn't carry some jade syrup on his body? It is a thousand times, ten thousand times better than the wine in this store.

But I don’t know when, people who come here have to enter this store to drink the wine made by the old shopkeeper, which is not very good.

Perhaps a group of people who are about to die, sitting together, even if they don’t say a word, drinking wine in silence has a different taste.

Maybe everyone is here not to drink, but to make friends, at least not to be too lonely after death.

However, there is such a strange person who came here to drink.

Moreover, one drink is a whole month. In the evening, the old shopkeeper did not push him out, and in the morning, the old shopkeeper continued to serve him wine.

After a month, he seems to have gotten used to it.

In other words, this person has been ignored.

A person who sits for a month and only drinks without talking is easy to ignore.

It was another night when I left. The old shopkeeper got up on time to open the shop, took out a bottle of daughter red from behind the counter on time, and gave it to the man sitting in the corner.

He put the wine down and turned and left. He never asked for the wine. He never seemed to worry about when the man would slip away quietly.

Drinking non-stop for a month is a lot of money.

"The shopkeeper!" Suddenly, the man spoke.

The shopkeeper had a meal, he always thought the man was a dumb.

It is absolutely surprising that the dumb speaks suddenly, but there is no fluctuation on the face of the shopkeeper. He turned to look at the man and asked: "Objective, is there anything else to order?"

"You never thought, I'll fall back on the bill?" The man looked at the shopkeeper curiously and asked.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that his curiosity about the shopkeeper has far surpassed the shopkeeper's curiosity about him.

The shopkeeper smiled slightly and said: "I know that being objective is not going to squander accounts."

The man asked: "Why?"

The shopkeeper said: "If you are a bad guy, then you won't ask me that."

The man laughed, laughing very openly, and said: "It looks like you just learned that I won't be wronged."

The shopkeeper said plainly: "Yes."

The man looked up at the shopkeeper carefully. This is the first time he has paid attention to the shopkeeper since he entered the store a month ago.

The old shopkeeper looked like he was in his early seventies, his hair was gray, his face was covered with wrinkles, his hands were wrinkled and rough, and his nails had become ragged because of long coolies.

This is really an ordinary person no more ordinary.

However, in the depths of the man's eyes, a strange color flashed through.

The man did not show anything wrong, and asked: "How much is it?"

The shopkeeper did not directly say how much money, but asked: "Objective, have you thought about it?"

The man said decisively: "Yes."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, and said with some regret: "I thought you would give up after seeing so many and hearing so many."

The man smiled slightly, gently put an ingot of gold on the seat, stood up and left.

One ingot of gold, you can buy wine from the old shopkeeper for a year.

The old shopkeeper did not show the slightest excitement. He even owed the gold one more time. Instead, he looked at the man and said: "Objective, those wines, count as I gave you."

The man had a meal and said: "Then save it for the next drink."

The voice hasn't fallen yet, and the man has already arrived outside the store.

"Next time..." The old shopkeeper shook his head, turned around and walked to the corner, put away the shining gold, and began to carefully wipe the table.

The man walked out of the wine shop and looked up at the sky, which was still gray.

Pedestrians on the road are in twos and threes, obviously divided into two types, one is physically vigorous, and the other looks dyingly ill.

Even if the man has only been here for a month and spends most of the time in the wine shop, he can still recognize these two kinds of people at a glance.

The first type of people are foreigners, and the second type of people are locals.

Regardless of whether the locals are elderly, middle-aged or children, their complexion looks abnormally pale, their body is very bad, and they have almost no foundation for cultivation.

Looking at the world, only Jiangma Town is like this.

To the west of the town of Devil, there is an endless black mountain range, as if it had reached the horizon.

The black mountain range is the Motian mountain range, one of the three famous mountain ranges.

Around the Motian Mountain Range, within hundreds of millions of miles, there is only one place where creatures gather in Jiangmo Town. For a powerful cultivator, hundreds of millions of miles are nothing, but for ordinary people, it is impossible to get out for several lifetimes.

Therefore, the residents of Demon Falling Town can only stay in Demon Falling Town.

The man left the town of Demon Falling and strode towards the Demon Mountain Range.

The Motian Mountain Range looks like an ordinary mountain range. In addition to giving people a magnificent aura, it does not have a terrifying devilish energy, so that when you keep close to the Motian Mountain Range, you will not feel the slightest discomfort.

However, this is the most terrifying thing.

Because there is a special power in the Motian Mountain Range invisibly, after that special power enters the body, it is too late for ordinary people to find it.

So that when the man was walking towards the Motian Mountains, he saw countless dead bones piled up among the grass and woods on the roadside.

Those withered bones are always warning people that they are heading to hell.

But there are often people who desperately want to enter the Motian Mountain Range.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, there was a scream in front of him.

The man strode forward, and saw an old man lying on the ground, his body rapidly decomposing.

"Friends, please help me..."

The man saw the man as if a drowning child saw the straw, and hurriedly called for help.

The man stopped suddenly, frowned, and did not come forward to help.

"You are..."

Suddenly, the old man looked at the man and exclaimed.

"Are you the eternal wizard Han Yu?" The old man was surprised and happy, and hurriedly crawled towards the man, begging: "Senior Han, you are very merciful, please help me..."

While the old man was crawling, his flesh and blood disappeared in smoke, and he finally stopped three feet away from the man, leaving only a skeleton, still crawling.

The man sighed secretly, not that he didn't want to save.

But the old man is out of help.

The invisible power of the Motian Mountain Range can turn magic into decay and obliterate everything.

Once it is inhaled into the body and reaches the limit that the body can withstand, it will be difficult to save.

The man flicked his fingers, and a wave of air sent the skeleton under the shade of the trees beside the road, and continued to walk towards the Motian Mountain Range. This man is no one else, but Han Yu.