Zhanlingyuan, Ring Road

A middle-aged man with an unkempt beard lay half-lying in the corner of a restaurant, holding up the wine glass in his hand and shaking it constantly.

Ruan Ling had seen it a long time ago, but was not moved at all.

"liquor!"

the man shouted impatiently.

There were many students in the surrounding courtyard, but they seemed unwilling to pay attention to this man, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with this guest being left out in the cold.

The man tried his best to open his eyes, stretched his neck, locked his eyes on the girl sitting behind the counter, and shouted.

"Ren Tianzhen! Wine!"

Ruan Ling had a cold face, carrying a wine barrel half a man's height, and walked quickly to the man.

With a bang, the wine barrel hit the table.

"Drink, drink as much as you want. If there is not enough, drink until you die."

The man had a smile on his face, but his eyes were a little lonely.

Being treated so harshly, he didn't feel angry at all and gently put the wine glass back on the table.

"Forget it, come back next time."

After saying that, he got up and walked out of the house, but he fell to the ground within a few steps.

Soon, the snoring sound started.

"Why is this guy so shameless?"

"If it hadn't been for him, Ren Pingsheng would not have been hunted down by the garrison. He actually stayed here and refused to leave."

"Hertz is also under house arrest at Lingyuan Tower!"

The students around him not only had no sympathy for this man, but looked at him with disgust and resentment in their eyes.

At this moment, a behemoth appeared outside the door of the house. It was a huge Sha Tuo crab.

Three men, two men and one woman, jumped off the crab's back. Their clothes were obviously different from those of the students in the hospital.

The leading man quickly walked into the room, came to the drunkard's side, squatted down, patted the drunkard's red face hard, and smiled.

When he got up, Ruan Ling was already beside him.

"Is this the fifth batch?"

The two seemed to have known each other for a long time, and they didn't even exchange polite words.

"Yes, this guy is here anyway. Let him work when he wakes up."

As Salk from the Screaming Tiger tribe spoke, he pulled a chair from the side and sat down.

"Over there on the sand..."

Ruan Ling was about to speak but stopped.

Salk shook his head and sighed, "There is no news. The entire Shelter City has moved some distance deeper, and the search scope has also expanded a lot."

"He should have crossed the sand long ago."

Ruan Ling murmured to herself.

Salk grinned, "Sure, that guy is definitely capable of reaching the wilderness safely, and he might be living happily in our hometown."

"My close friend told me that he is living well."

Ruan Ling sat down next to Salk.

"The kid who can hear spirits?"

Salk asked in surprise.

"Yes, but there are often violent fluctuations. It should be very dangerous over there."

"It's good to live, it's good to live."

Salk repeated with a pleased expression.

"Aren't you planning to come to Muye?"

Ruan Ling looked at the Shatuo Crab outside the door and asked.

"We are still used to the life there. Now the free doors on both sides are open. If anything happens, you can come over at any time. Moreover, since the last time, there have been no waves of ferocious beasts for a long time. In addition to the harsh environment in the sand,

There’s actually nothing to be afraid of.”

His expression changed, and Salk said seriously, "Goshawk's people saw Tianchu's windboat deep in the sand."

"What's the meaning?"

Ruan Ling had heard Salk talk about the Goshawk tribe, but she didn't know what Tianchu was.

"Tenchu, haven't you heard of it?"

Salk asked in surprise.

"Tianchu is a battle group,"

At the feet of the two of them, the drunk man suddenly spoke...

The sudden appearance of a corpse startled the two of them.

Dana turned over from lying on his stomach to lying on his side, his posture was quite enchanting.

"Salk, Goshawk and the others got it right?"

Salk's face turned cold, still not wanting to give this former brother a good look.

"Tianchu is different from other war groups. They only accept one mission, hunting." Dana looked at Youxiang Ruan Ling and said in a deep voice, "Every member of the war group is ruthless and murderous.

If Tianchu's sailing boat is heading towards the wilderness, then its target should be Ren Pingsheng."

"Why!?" Ruan Ling asked anxiously, "Why are you still chasing him? He has obviously left the human fan ring!"

"It is true that he has escaped from the area controlled by Order, but the reward for him is still there, and enough rewards will attract powerful hunters." Dana turned over and sat up, frowning, "But I don't understand, now

No one knows the whereabouts of Ren Pingsheng, so why would Tianzhu dare to send people to Jihuang?"

"Is Tenchu... very strong?"

Ruan Ling asked in a low voice.

"Very strong!"

"Very strong!"

Dana and Salk gave their answers almost simultaneously.

"If the garrison is the sword of the Holy Inquisitor on the surface, then Tianchu is the dagger of the Holy Inquisitor secretly. The identity of this war group is very special, and the organization is also very mysterious. They will even enter the land abandoned by the gods to start hunting.

Action, the deaths of many powerful Fanhuan warriors are related to them. As far as I know, the leader of Tianchu is a Holy See, with at least three saints under his command."

Dana held out his hand to Salk.

There was some resistance, but in the end, Salk pulled Dana up.

"Then...what can we do?"

Ruan Ling looked helplessly at the two men in front of her.

"There is nothing I can do. I can only pray that Tian Zhu did not go for Ren Shengsheng, or curse them that they cannot leave the Bone Burial Sands alive." Dana frowned, seeming to be thinking about something, and turned to look at Salk, "

How many sailboats does Tenchu ​​have?"

Salk held out a finger.

"It shouldn't be," Dana's expression became increasingly ugly, "The wilderness is vast and it's impossible to find a single person in a sailboat. Does anyone know the location of Ren Pingsheng?"

The three of them were silent. During their conversation, most of the deans in the room had left, except for the two girls, who had been sitting quietly in the corner.

"Ren lives his life on the Yunlan Ladder."

A clear voice came from that corner that no one noticed.

The three of them turned around in shock and found that the speaker was a young woman with a delicate appearance and short hair. She had a delicate face and was full of heroic spirit.

What worried Ruan Ling the most was the bloody mark on her forehead that was the same as his own.

"Who are you? You are not a student here."

Ruan Ling spoke first.

"I'm just an unrelated person. Just like you, I'm a wasteland trialer. I'm sorry, we didn't intentionally eavesdrop on your conversation, but my news should be of value to you."

In a strange city, facing the contempt of five strangers, Qi Dongxue seemed calm and calm, even though Qingmei was trembling and holding her hand.

Salk quickly came to the table where Dongxue and his wife were sitting, and sat down with a golden sword, a pair of cold and stern eyes overflowing with fierceness.

"Tell me, how did you know?"

"The source of the information cannot be disclosed, and our identities are somewhat sensitive. If you want to use threats to get me to speak, you can try it."
To be continued...